The Talisman Tower was a divine treasure that every Talisman Master dreamt of, and it was also an extraordinary power that was renowned in the Eternal Dimension.
It was situated in the middle of a mountain forest. The scenery was beautiful, like a fairyland.
On the other hand, there was an extraordinarily flourishing city before the Talisman Tower. Especially after the Talisman Masters from the other six regions surged into the city, this city had become extremely bustling.
Currently, Ling Xian was walking on the busy street and was appreciating the culture of the Red Hong Territory.
After he left the Pavilion of Three Lives, he didn't go straight to the Red Flood Domain. Instead, he went to the Northern Underworld Domain's King of Divinity Palace to see Luo Xin Jie.
In the end, he received bad news.
After Luo Xin Jie entered the Door of Ascension, no one knew if she was dead or alive.
This news made Ling Xian feel sad. He knew very well just how powerful the Soaring Gate was. Even with the Luo King's strength, he could not withstand it.
But at the same time, he also had some doubts.
To him, Luo Xin Jie has always been mysterious. Not only was she powerful, she was also very smart. How could such a person not notice the abnormality of the Gate of Ascension?
But Hua You Du's words were so convincing that Ling Xian had to believe it.
Regarding this, he was very sad, but there was nothing he could do. After that, he left the Northern Nether Territory and came to the Chihong Territory.
At this time, there were only three days left before the start of the competition.
"As expected of a city established by the Talisman Tower. It really is filled with the Dao of Talismans."
Looking at the crowded street, Ling Xian exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.
Everything he saw was closely related to the Talisman Taoism. People were talking about the Talisman Taoism, and talismans were also being sold on both sides of the street. It seemed that other than the talismans, there was nothing else worth caring about.
This made Ling Xian exclaim that the Tower of Talismans truly had an enormous influence. It had actually turned the Dao of Talismans into a culture and formed a deeply rooted way of thinking.
"No wonder it's said that the Talisman Tower represents the Eternal Dimension's Dao of Talismans, and it's peerless in the world. Now that I've seen it today, it really deserves its reputation."
Ling Xian exclaimed as he walked forward aimlessly.
Four hours later, he didn't want to continue strolling, and he intended to head to the Talisman Tower to reveal his identity as a judge.
After all, he had come on behalf of Li Wuwei. It would be inappropriate for him to descend directly.
Therefore, Ling Xian decided to greet them first in case something goes wrong.
At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a twelve or thirteen year old youth. His clothes were ragged, his hair was unkempt, and his face was dirty. He looked like a beggar.
However, there was a blank spiritual paper in front of him and a spiritual brush in his hand. He was concentrating on drawing a talisman.
His focused manner caught Ling Xian's attention.
His face was pale and his forehead was covered in sweat, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to give up. Her stubbornness resonated with Ling Xian and reminded him of his past self.
In the past, he was just as stubborn and in such dire straits.
"The mortal world is full of riches, but it is full of pity." Ling Xian exclaimed. He walked up to the beggar and his eyes brightened.
With his current attainments as a Grandmaster, he could naturally see that the child beggar was only a talisman apprentice. He could also tell that the talisman he was going to draw was the most basic blank talisman.
Generally speaking, this kind of talisman required three runes, and this piece of spirit paper already had two runes, only the last one was missing.
This was a rather difficult task for a talisman apprentice.
"It seems like this person has some talent."
Ling Xian thought to himself and smiled warmly, "Did you run into a problem and can't begin?"
The sudden voice startled the beggar. Perhaps it was because of all the experiences he's had made him cautious. Therefore, he subconsciously stepped back and fear flashed across his eyes.
However, before he stepped back, he grabbed onto the spiritual paper tightly and hid it behind his back.
"Afraid that I will steal it?"
Noticing this detail, Ling Xian smiled warmly, "Don't be afraid. I am not a bad person. You can try to relax."
Hearing this, the beggar didn't speak. He continued to stare at Ling Xian with caution and fear.
At this, Ling Xian was neither angry nor annoyed. He understood the hardships of the lower level cultivators and understood their way of thinking.
Living in this chaotic world, the lower level cultivators had to be careful and struggle to survive. At every moment, they had to worry about whether or not they will see the sun the next day.
Especially for beggars who were in a precarious situation, this kind of worry was magnified to the extreme.
Therefore, Ling Xian continued to look at the beggar gently and smiled, "Take out the spiritual paper. I will teach you how to make the third stroke."
"Really?"
The beggar's eyes brightened and flickered with hope. However, his cautiousness remained.
"Of course." Ling Xian continued to smile. Then, he slammed his fist onto the ground and immediately, cracks appeared on the green stone floor.
This action frightened the beggar, and his little face instantly turned pale.
"You see? With my capabilities, I can easily steal your spiritual paper. But I won't."
Ling Xian smiled warmly, "So you don't have to worry."
Hearing this, the beggar let out a long sigh of relief. He felt much more relaxed.
He had witnessed Ling Xian's capabilities and naturally knew that he had no way of defending himself. However, Ling Xian didn't harm him, which made him relax.
Then, he handed over the spiritual paper to Ling Xian. His eyes flickered with hope.
"Not bad. You sure are eager to learn." Ling Xian grinned. Then, using his finger as a brush, he drew a few strokes in midair.
Immediately, the third talisman appeared on the paper. The spiritual paper turned into a basic Talisman.
This scene made the beggar's eyes bulge out of their sockets. They were full of disbelief.
He had been troubled by the third talisman for a long time. Yet Ling Xian drew it out within seconds. Why wouldn't he be shocked?
"Did you see it clearly?"
Ling Xian smiled warmly. He saw that this beggar was very similar to him when he was young. Therefore, he felt sorry for him and decided to give him some pointers.
"Ah, I … I didn't see it clearly."
The beggar regained his senses and his face was full of embarrassment. He was too caught up in shock just now. Ling Xian's movement was too fast and he didn't see it clearly.
This made him regret it and he thought he would never get another chance. Because to him, Ling Xian was an important figure. To teach him once was already a great deal of pity. Why would he teach him a second time?
But in the next second, he froze.
"You didn't see it clearly? Then let's try again. This time, you have to be serious." Ling Xian smiled warmly and erased the third talisman.
This stunned the beggar again. He felt like he was dreaming. Or else how could he have met such a good person?
He knew very well what kind of person these important figures were. Most of them had their noses in the air and were high above everyone else. Yet Ling Xian treated him so kindly. As much as he was surprised, he was also touched.
"Okay, watch carefully." Ling Xian had a smile on his lips and drew again.
This time, the beggar saw it clearly and understood. Therefore, he copied Ling Xian and drew out the same talisman.
"Not bad, you have some talent." Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction and rubbed the beggar's head.
Just then, a calm statement arose from the alleyway.
"Not bad. Be my apprentice."
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