Shen Luo lit a lamp at the corner of the table, took out the three small porcelain bottles and the yellow paper from his sleeve, and placed them in front of him.
There were not many pieces of yellow paper, only a few dozen. It was originally used to write talismans, so it was cut to the right size. It was just that the paper was a little rough, and it felt rough to the touch.
Then, Shen Luo looked at the three porcelain bottles and frowned.
In the small bottle containing the rooster's blood, the blood had already coagulated and could not be poured out. As for the black dog's blood, although it had not completely coagulated, it had already become quite sticky.
"This won't do. If I don't use it immediately, I'm afraid it will all be wasted tomorrow." Shen Luo frowned.
Then, he opened the drawer under the table and took out a small hard brush and a white jade inkstone.
The small hard brush was made of weasel hair, and the white jade inkstone was dug out of a whole piece of white marble. They were not too precious, and they were all things he brought with him when he went up the mountain.
He first poured the black dog's blood into the inkstone, and a faint fishy smell immediately filled the air.
Shen Luo grabbed the small brush and stirred it in the black dog's blood for a moment. The tip of the brush was immediately licked by the blood, and it was dyed dark red.
He twisted a piece of yellow talisman paper and spread it in front of him. He lifted the brush, but suddenly stopped.
"Let's take a look first." Shen Luo muttered to himself.
Then, he took out the two old books, "Celestial Master Zhang's Demon Subduing Chronicles" and "The True Mirror of Secret Methods and Talismans", and opened them and put them aside.
"The True Mirror of Secret Methods and Talismans" had some general content at the front: "The talisman is the combination and the belief. With my spirit and the other's spirit, with my Qi and the other's Qi, the spirit is invisible, but the talisman is formed. "
This was the reason why talismans had unpredictable powers. It was to use a person's essence, Qi, and spirit to communicate with the essence, Qi, and spirit of heaven and earth, thus attaching the invisible divine power to the tangible talisman paper.
Therefore, when drawing the talisman, not only did one have to concentrate and calm the mind to eliminate distracting thoughts, one also had to draw the talisman in one go. Only then would one be able to make that breath of essence flow continuously and reach the Shenhe Realm.
As the saying goes, it's easy to know but hard to do. Shen Luo was skeptical about the authenticity of the Dao of Talismans in these books. Therefore, it was difficult for him to fully immerse himself in them and eliminate all distracting thoughts.
At this moment, he held the brush in his hand, but his thoughts were still in a mess.
Actually, he wasn't unfamiliar with drawing talismans. He'd used white paper to practice countless times in the past, but it was his first time drawing talismans on yellow paper.
"The talisman cultivator is a combination of Yin and Yang. Only Sincerity can use it …"
Shen Luo took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, and got into a horse stance. He recited the words in the book while writing on the yellow paper.
At the beginning of the word "imperial edict", the talisman characters slid on the paper like flowing water. A talisman with the words "Evils Retreat" written in the book was quickly written. This was the talisman he thought was the simplest type of talisman in the book.
Shen Luo looked at the bloody handwriting on it and compared it with the talisman drawings attached to "Zhang Tianshi's Demon Subduing Chronicle". He couldn't help but frown slightly.
The two were obviously quite similar, but he felt something was wrong at first glance.
"The writing style has changed according to the book, but why is it that the one I wrote … looks like it's out of breath. It doesn't have the natural feeling of the book." Shen Luo narrowed his eyes and murmured.
After looking at it for a while, he suddenly wondered if he paused a few times in the middle when he was writing the talisman, and didn't follow the book's instructions.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly held his breath and couldn't wait to write again.
As a result, this time, because of the discomfort of holding his breath, his concentration was even less concentrated. The talisman he wrote was not as good as the first one.
Shen Luo didn't give up. After a short rest, he adjusted his breathing and waved his brush again, writing one talisman after another.
In his opinion, this talisman drawing was something that couldn't escape from practice. He had practiced other talismans on white paper thousands of times before, and now he should only be a little bit off.
More than two hours later.
Shen Luo looked a little haggard, but his eyes flashed with a glimmer of excitement.
He held a talisman drawn on yellow paper in one hand and an open "Zhang Tianshi's Demon Subduing Chronicle" in the other hand. His eyes constantly alternated between the two.
"Not bad, not bad. This one finally looks a little like it."
Although it still looked different from the book, the feeling of being out of breath was obviously gone.
With this progress, he felt a surge of strength throughout his body, and the exhaustion from before was swept away and completely replaced by excitement.
There was not much black dog blood left in the inkstone. Shen Luo took the small porcelain bottle and poured out the remaining black dog blood.
Just as he was about to pick up the brush and continue, he suddenly stopped.
"I don't know if this amulet is really useful." Shen Luo hesitated and thought to himself.
Although this amulet was simple, like the House Guarding Talisman and the Safety Talisman, it was a talisman for seeking good luck and avoiding evil. It didn't have any obvious offensive effect. If it was worn on the body and placed at home, even if it worked, it would be difficult to discover.
"I got it. I might as well try that one!"
Shen Luo suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered a story in "Zhang Tianshi's Demon Subduing Chronicle".
The story was about Celestial Master Zhang encountering a rat demon that was harming his house. When he couldn't get rid of it even after using many talismans to ward off disasters, he used an offensive talisman called the "Little Thunder Talisman" to blow up the big rat demon into pieces.
He immediately turned the ancient book to that page and saw the picture of the Little Thunder Talisman at the back.
Although there were many stories in this book, only less than half of them used talismans. Most of them were exorcism talismans and house guarding talismans. There was only one offensive talisman that could be found.
"Hey, this is it …" Shen Luo smiled. After carefully observing for a moment, he picked up the brush again.
Unlike the amulet, this Little Thunder Talisman didn't start with the word "edict", but with the word "thunder" written in an ancient way. It wasn't easy to write.
Shen Luo had never practiced before, so he wasted several talisman papers as soon as he started.
However, although he was distressed, he didn't intend to stop. After using more than ten talisman papers, he finally drew a "Little Thunder Talisman" that was passable.
"I can't guarantee that I'll be able to use it. Whether or not it can be used depends on God's will …" Shen Luo looked at the talisman in his hand and said to himself excitedly.
Taking advantage of the feeling in his hand, he continued to draw. As a result, only one or two of the ten talismans were passable.
Soon, there wasn't much black dog blood left in the inkstone.
Shen Luo thought about it and pulled out the bottle that contained the cinnabar. He poured some of it out and stirred it a few times. The two quickly merged together.
The method of mixing dog blood with cinnabar wasn't Shen Luo's whimsical idea. It was the method used by Zhang Tianshi in the book. Otherwise, he wouldn't waste things like this.
There weren't many talisman papers left. After drawing two more Little Thunder Talismans, they were used up along with the black dog blood. He finally ran out of supplies.
Shen Luo let out a long sigh. He leaned on the armrest of the chair and sat down.
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