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Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence. [No pop-up window.]
Now that he knew the rules, he would make targeted practice in advance so that his chances of winning would be higher.
Ten dozen blank talisman papers were equivalent to 120 talisman papers. The first criterion for judging was the number of talisman characters on the talisman paper. Wang Changsheng could draw the maximum number of talisman characters, which was 72. However, the success rate was not very high.
According to Wang Changsheng's knowledge, there were no more than 10 people who were able to draw 72 talismans on blank talisman paper. In other words, if he wanted to enter the top 10, he only needed to draw a Fire Dragon Talisman.
However, there were no absolutes in this world. Perhaps the number of talisman masters who could draw seventy-two talisman characters was more than ten. Therefore, Wang Changsheng had to draw a few more Fire Dragon Talismans. The problem was, there were only ten dozen blank talisman papers. How should he distribute them?
The Fire Dragon Talisman was composed of seventy-two fire-attributed runes. If there was a mistake in the number of runes, the drawing would fail. Therefore, Wang Changsheng's success rate in drawing the Fire Dragon Talisman was not very high. He could only draw one out of five dozen blank talisman papers, which was still considered good. Sometimes, even twenty dozen blank talisman papers might not be enough to draw a Fire Dragon Talisman.
If it was a talisman with fewer runes, the success rate would be higher. It might not be a problem for him to enter the top 100, but it was unlikely for him to enter the top 10.
After an hour of mental struggle, Wang Changsheng made a decision. He would use five dozen blank talisman papers to draw the Fire Dragon Talisman, and the remaining five dozen blank talisman papers to draw the Lightning Talisman. If he couldn't draw the Fire Dragon Talisman after using five dozen blank talisman papers, he would use the remaining five blank talisman papers to draw the Lightning Talisman. In this way, even if he couldn't enter the top ten, he would still have a chance to enter the top one hundred.
Thinking up to this point, Wang Changsheng took a bath and changed his clothes. He moved the wooden table outside the courtyard, took out his talisman crafting tools, and began to practice drawing the Fire Dragon Talisman and Guiding Lightning Talisman.
Wang Changsheng held his breath and stared at the talisman paper in front of him. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly. There were already 49 fire attribute talisman characters drawn on the talisman paper. He only needed to draw 23 more talisman characters and he would succeed. Therefore, he didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless.
When he was halfway through the drawing of the fiftieth rune, the spiritual power on the rune paper suddenly became chaotic and showed signs of going berserk.
Without hesitation, Wang Changsheng threw the talisman paper forward and quickly slapped a defensive talisman on himself.
With a loud honglong noise, this talisman exploded, turning into an enormous sphere of fiery light. A wave of unbearable heat wave rushed towards Immortal Wang. Fortunately, Immortal Wang used a Water Shield Talisman on himself, so apart from feeling a bit hot, there wasn't much of a problem.
The blast of air blew over the wooden table, and the things on the table scattered to the ground. The teapot and teacups were all broken.
Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng smiled bitterly. Fortunately, he had foresight. Otherwise, the house would have been burned down.
With a sigh, Wang Changsheng took off the Water Shield Talisman on his body. He set the wooden table and tidied up the things on the ground.
"Hiss." When he picked up the broken teacup, Wang Changsheng's right hand finger was accidentally cut and blood immediately flowed out.
Wang Changsheng didn't care. He carefully picked up the broken teacup with his left hand and threw it into the pit that had been dug earlier. Then, he filled the pit.
The cinnabar powder was stained with some dust so it couldn't be used. The brush hairs of the talisman brush were also stained with some dust. It had to be cleaned.
After Wang Changsheng cleaned up the things on the ground, he held the talisman brush and walked towards the well.
He threw the black talisman brush into the wooden bucket and carefully washed the brush hairs. At the same time, Wang Changsheng also washed the wound on his right hand's finger.
As he washed, Wang Changsheng was surprised to find that the surface of the black talisman brush lit up with a dazzling black light. It flickered incessantly and looked unusually mysterious.
"What's going on? There's nothing wrong with the well water! Could it be … "Wang Changsheng seemed to think of something and looked at the wound on his right hand's finger.
He had washed the black talisman brush before and this kind of thing didn't happen. Now, after the well water was stained with his blood, the black talisman brush actually had this kind of strange phenomenon.
It was reasonable to say that this talisman brush was a magic tool. However, if it wasn't injected with spiritual power, it was just a dead object. Now that it was stained with some of Wang Changsheng's blood, it actually had this kind of strange phenomenon. This made him puzzled.
"Could it be that this is a magic tool?" Wang Changsheng's mind flashed such a thought. He looked at the black talisman brush with a somewhat fiery gaze.
Magic tools were magic tools used by cultivators at the Core Formation stage and above. They could change at will and possessed the ability to overturn the heavens and overturn the seas. They required a drop of blood to be used.
But soon, Wang Changsheng rejected this idea. Magic tools were magic tools that could only be used by cultivators at the Core Formation stage and above. The consumption of spiritual power was enormous. Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator obtained a magic tool, they wouldn't be able to use it, let alone a Qi Condensation cultivator.
"Could it be that this is a special magic tool? It can be used as long as it recognizes its owner? "After thinking about it, Wang Changsheng felt that this was the only reason that could explain it.
When he thought that he actually possessed a magic tool, Wang Changsheng felt extremely excited. After the excitement, he calmed down again.
Although the sect advocated unity and friendship, if the news that he possessed a magic tool was spread out, those Martial Uncles and Elders would seize this magic tool through other means even if they didn't seize it. Therefore, the existence of this magic tool absolutely couldn't be known to a second person.
As for tomorrow's talisman crafting competition, Wang Changsheng still had a talisman brush in his possession that could be used to draw talismans.
But then again, the black talisman brush could create dreamscapes and allow him to draw talismans. Besides that, Wang Changsheng didn't know any other functions.
The black talisman brush's radiance gradually dimmed and finally returned to its original appearance. It looked like an ordinary talisman brush.
Since it was a magic tool, then it had to be dripped with blood to recognize its owner. The blood from before was only ordinary blood.
Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng bit open a finger and squeezed out a drop of dark red blood, dripping it into the black talisman brush.
The blood essence of cultivators was different from ordinary blood. If one lost too much blood, they would be fine after taking medicinal pills and resting for a period of time. However, if one lost too much blood essence, it would greatly damage one's vitality and might even cause death. It wasn't something that could be solved by taking a few medicinal pills. This required several years or even tens of years of recuperation. If one lost too much blood essence, even after recuperation, it would still leave behind sequelae.
Thus, Wang Changsheng only dripped a drop of blood essence into the black talisman brush.
He could see that when this drop of blood essence dripped onto the black talisman brush, it was quickly absorbed by the black talisman brush. But strangely, there was nothing unusual with the black talisman brush, and it didn't emit a trace of radiance.
Wang Changsheng frowned when he saw this, and then he squeezed out another drop of blood essence and dripped it into the black talisman brush.
The black talisman brush quickly absorbed this drop of blood essence, but it still didn't have any reaction.
Wang Changsheng hesitated slightly before squeezing out another drop of blood essence and dripping it onto the black talisman brush.
Just like this, Wang Changsheng squeezed out nine drops of blood essence successively and dripped it onto the black talisman brush, but the black talisman brush still didn't have any reaction.
After doing all this, Wang Changsheng's face was slightly pale, and his aura was slightly weak.
Just when Wang Changsheng was considering whether to squeeze out another drop of blood essence, the black talisman brush suddenly emitted a large amount of black light. The black light was slightly dazzling, and Wang Changsheng subconsciously closed his eyes. Then, a wave of dizziness came from his mind, and he didn't know what had happened.
After the black talisman brush emitted a burst of dazzling black light, it circled around Wang Changsheng, who had fainted on the ground, and finally flew into Wang Changsheng's Dantian and disappeared.
Fortunately, today was the day of the Minor Competition, and most of the disciples that lived on the Cyan Wood Peak had gone to participate in the competition. Coupled with the azure light barrier that enveloped the courtyard, not many people saw the dazzling black light emitted by the black talisman brush, and even if they saw it, they wouldn't think too much about it.
Somewhere in the Taiqing Palace, there was a wide plain surrounded by mountains on three sides. A black stone tower that was thousands of feet high stood on the plain, and it was unusually eye-catching.
The black stone tower was covered with dense black and white spirit tattoos, and there was no one around the stone tower. With the giant tower as the center, there was a faint restriction fluctuation within a hundred miles. There were many huge white bones scattered on the ground. It seemed that they were left by some kind of large demonic beast, and there were quite a lot of them.
A hundred miles away from the giant tower, there were several teams of disciples in black uniforms patrolling in the air. Each of them looked cold, and their vigilant eyes swept around from time to time.
On the mountain peaks around the giant tower, there were magnificent palaces, and a large number of disciples in black uniforms were going in and out.
At this time, at the top of the black stone tower, in a bright space, there was an unusually wide black stone platform.
The platform was paved with pieces of black stone slabs, and each black stone slab was inscribed with dense silver spirit tattoos, which looked unusually mysterious.
In the center of the platform, there was a magic array of more than a hundred feet. The magic array was shrouded by a layer of colorful light curtain, and there were various colored runes flowing on the light curtain.
A middle-aged man with a thin face was sitting on the magic array. The middle-aged man's figure was unusually tall and burly. His eyes were closed, and his skin was dark. The black robe on his body was a little tattered.
The middle-aged man's hands and feet were locked by a thick black chain. The black chain was inscribed with a large number of silver spirit tattoos, and the other end of the chain was deeply embedded in the ground.
Around the black stone platform, there were ten stone pillars of more than a hundred feet high. Each stone pillar was as thick as four or five people hugging around it, and it was inscribed with a large number of colorful spirit tattoos. At the top of each stone pillar, there was a figure sitting on the stone pillar.
These figures all had their eyes closed, and there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuation on their bodies. They seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, the black-robed man sitting on the magic array opened his eyes. His eyeballs were a strange green color. He seemed to have sensed something. He stood up and pulled the chain on his body, making a "clattering" sound.
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