When Wang Changsheng returned to the Green Wood Peak, it was already night time. [No pop-up window.]
Because he ate the Fasting Pill, he didn't feel hungry. He just drank a little water.
Wang Changsheng sat at the table, holding a black talisman pen. He dipped it in cinnabar and dropped it on a piece of blank talisman paper.
From outside the attic came the sound of insects chirping from time to time. Wang Changsheng turned a deaf ear to it. He only had eyes for the talisman in front of him.
A series of complicated silver talisman characters appeared on the talisman paper one after another, forming a mysterious pattern.
As the last stroke fell, a silver light flashed on the surface of the talisman paper. The silver talisman characters on the paper seemed to have a life of their own. They squirmed endlessly and emitted a strong wave of magic power.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's face also showed a smile. After reading many books about thunder talisman and practicing for more than a month, he finally drew this Guiding Thunder Talisman.
Currently, he could not draw many thunder attribute talismans, only the Chain Lightning Talisman, the Thunder Fire Talisman, and the Guiding Thunder Talisman. It was not that he did not want to learn more thunder attribute talismans, but that he did not have enough thunder attribute spirit stones for him to use.
To learn how to draw talisman, in addition to consuming blank talisman paper, spirit stones were also one of the costs. The common five elements spirit stones were nothing, but the wind spirit stone, ice spirit stone, and thunder spirit stone were rare. Among them, the thunder spirit stone was the rarest.
Taiqing Palace, as the number one sect of the righteous path, had many rare treasures. Wang Changsheng collected dozens of wind spirit stones and ice spirit stones, but only five thunder spirit stones, and they were all low-level ones.
This was a very normal thing. After all, Wang Changsheng was not the only talisman maker in Taiqing Palace. Talisman makers with different spiritual roots were very rare. Most talisman makers had three spiritual roots. Thunder talisman was recognized as the strongest talisman among all talisman makers. Many talisman makers wanted to learn how to draw thunder talisman. In addition, powerful formations also needed thunder spirit stones, which made thunder spirit stones more precious.
There were many talisman masters in the Mysterious Talisman Sect. Many of them were senior disciples who had been in the sect for more than twenty years. They had rich experience in talisman making. If one wanted to defeat these people, one had to have a trump card. The Thunder Talisman was Wang Changsheng's trump card.
After Wang Changsheng learned how to draw these three thunder talismans, it wouldn't be a problem for him to enter the top ten. At least, that was what he thought.
After putting away the Guiding Lightning Talisman, Wang Changsheng took out a blank piece of talisman paper and started writing.
For the next few days, Wang Changsheng stayed in his room and drew talismans in peace.
Early in the morning, when the first ray of light appeared on the horizon, the continuous ringing of bells resounded through the clouds. Each ring was louder than the previous one. Five rings in a row, the melodious sound of bells reverberated through the mountains.
At this time, if someone was thousands of feet in the air, they would see many figures running out of the buildings on the mountain. They all took out flying magic tools or spiritual birds and flew in a certain direction.
After washing up, Wang Changsheng also walked out of the courtyard and flew in a certain direction on his magic tool.
At this time, the sky was full of people, men and women, old and young.
Seeing the dense figures around him, Wang Changsheng was surprised. At this time, there were at least two or three thousand cultivators in the sky, and the number was still increasing. Some were sitting in wooden boats, some were riding huge strange birds, and some were sitting on a wide flying carpet with their companions, flying forward quickly.
These people had different expressions. Some were nervous, some were excited, and some were full of worry.
To be honest, Wang Changsheng was also a little nervous. Of course, he was not worried about the competition. He was worried that he would be hit by a flying magic tool of a senior brother.
Obviously, the Taiqing Palace also took this into consideration and sent several groups of cultivators to maintain order in case of accidents.
But even so, there was still an accident. A Senior Martial Brother riding a three-headed strange bird collided with several Senior Martial Brothers riding on green leaf magic tools. Those Senior Martial Brothers immediately fell from the sky. Fortunately, several Martial Uncles used magic to cast a cloud to catch them, so their lives were not in danger.
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng could not help but slow down. He looked around, afraid that he would be the next unlucky person.
Two hours later, Wang Changsheng landed at the foot of the Ethereal Peak. After putting away his magic tool, he walked up the mountain.
At this time, the gate of the Ethereal Palace was closed, and the bluestone platform outside was already crowded with people.
"There are so many people. I'm afraid the competition won't end in a day!" Wang Changsheng looked at the crowd on the platform and muttered in his heart.
"Senior brother Yuan, I didn't expect you to come to participate in the talisman making competition. With your talisman making skills, it won't be a problem for you to enter the top fifty."
"Hehe, junior brother Li is not bad either! I'm afraid there will be a place for junior brother in the top thirty. "
"Sigh, I've only been in the sect for a short time. I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter the top hundred."
These people were gathered in groups of three to five. They were either whispering to each other or talking with fervor. The content of their discussion was all related to this competition.
Wang Changsheng was originally very confident in himself, but after listening to these people's conversation, his confidence was shaken. After all, he had only been in the sect for a short time and the things he learned were limited. It was hard to say whether he could defeat those senior disciples.
A quarter of an hour later, under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the doors of the Ethereal Palace opened automatically. A group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators walked out, led by a young woman who looked to be in her twenties. She was dressed in a blue palace robe, with a slender waist, a beautiful neck, and a beautiful face. She was a great beauty with a heavenly fragrance.
"It's Uncle-Master Fu." Someone recognized the woman in blue.
"I heard that Uncle-Master Fu will personally guide the top ten in the competition. I wonder if I have the fortune." A young disciple looked at the woman in blue and said with some infatuation.
"Hehe, Uncle-Master Fu's grandfather is a Yuanying cultivator. If you are accepted as a disciple, your future will be limitless."
The woman in blue glanced at the people on the platform and frowned slightly. She said, "Are these the disciples who are participating in the Talisman Crafting Competition this time? It seems that there is no difference from last time. "
"After five years of study, I believe that these martial nephews will improve further. They shouldn't disappoint junior sister Fu." A man in a green robe with regular features said with a smile.
"I hope so." The woman in blue nodded. Then, she moved her gaze to the skinny middle-aged man on the left and said, "Senior brother Zhou, I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go back inside to rest first." After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for the middle-aged man to respond and turned to leave.
The middle-aged man didn't care about this in the slightest. Instead, he nodded in agreement. After all, she was a direct descendant of a Yuanying cultivator!
After the woman in blue left, the middle-aged man put away the smile on his face and walked to the woman in blue's original position. He glanced at the people on the platform and took out a small silver bell. He shook the small silver bell and a melodious bell sound immediately spread out.
Hearing the bell sound, some disciples who were chatting shut their mouths and looked at the middle-aged man one after another.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded and put away the small bell. He took out a green disc that was inscribed with dense spirit patterns.
The middle-aged man threw the green disc into the air. The green jade disc suddenly expanded several times and became the size of a wheel. He flicked his finger and a green light entered the green disc.
The spirit patterns on the green disc lit up one after another. Then, the green disc slowly rotated. A clear voice came from the green jade disc, "Old Man Zhou Feng, I'm the person in charge of this competition. I won't say much. Maybe some of the new disciples are not familiar with the rules of this competition, so I'll explain the rules and precautions."
"For this competition, each of you will be provided with ten dozen blank talisman papers and a box of cinnabar. You must bring your own brush and spirit stones. You will be given one day to draw the talisman. The judging criteria will be based on the number of runes on the talisman and the number of talismans drawn. Let me remind you that cheating is strictly prohibited. The talisman submitted must be drawn by you personally. If you are found to be cheating, you will be severely punished. The talisman submitted will be collected and recorded by a specialist to ensure absolute fairness. Considering that there are too many people participating in the competition, this competition will be held in three days and 500 people will be allowed to enter the Ethereal Palace."
After that, the spirit patterns on the green disc all dimmed. The middle-aged man waved his hand and the green disc quickly shrank back to its original size and flew back into the middle-aged man's sleeve.
"Those who want to participate in the competition today, please enter the Ethereal Palace. Don't push. Come one by one and check the roster first." A middle-aged woman with ordinary facial features took out a silver jade disc and said loudly.
Wang Changsheng stood behind the platform. Although he did not hear the middle-aged woman's words, he heard every word of the green disc.
There were too many people participating in the competition. Since the competition would be held in three days, he would come earlier tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng turned and walked down the mountain. Many people had the same idea as Wang Changsheng and walked down the mountain. The disciples who stood at the front quickly walked towards the Ethereal Palace. After checking the roster, they walked in.
Walking to the foot of the mountain, Wang Changsheng took out a flying magic tool and flew towards the Green Wood Peak.
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