A sickly beauty controls an interstellar beast

Pfft——

Another piece of yellow paper was scrapped, and the spiritual light escaped. Sparks ignited along the unfinished spiritual characters, gradually swallowing up the entire yellow paper, and finally turned into a handful of black ash and was blown away by the wind.

In addition to the previous five yellow pieces of paper that also failed to draw and were burned by fire, this is already the sixth piece.

The smile on the second elder's gloomy old face gradually widened, hum, little girl, he knew she couldn't make it.

Photographic memory is nothing!

Fluency in writing is nothing!

If you want to be a spirit pattern master and successfully draw spirit patterns, you must rely on your understanding! ! !

The second elder was so proud that he ignored the majesty and dignity of being an elder and showed a mocking expression on his face, "There are people outside the mountains. Even if you are a genius with a photographic memory, you have to be humble. Some things cannot be accomplished by genius alone. Achieved.”

Shen Yinghuan was bleeding from heartache at the moment. Six pieces of yellow paper were scrapped, which equaled six thousand Xiaoling coins. How many questions did she have to answer on the chat and answer section of the study network to earn back these Xiaoling coins!

Hearing the words of the second elder, she no longer cared about maintaining the false peace between the elders and the younger generations. She raised her head expressionlessly and stared at him with a pair of dark eyes, "How many scraps did the second grandpa have when he first started learning spiritual patterns?" Did Zhang Huang Qizhi succeed?"

The second elder's mocking laughter stopped, and a hint of guilt flashed across his old face like orange peel.

He wasted too much yellow paper!

At the beginning, he drew one by one and scrapped each one. He continued to draw and scrapped without believing in evil. After burning a total of 9981 pieces and 8864 pieces of yellow paper, he succeeded in drawing the lowest version. The first-level primary spirit-gathering talisman.

But after showing it to the teacher, I found that this first-level elementary spirit-gathering pattern still had flaws. It was just a semi-finished product, and the spirit-gathering effect was only slightly better than useless. It was not even worth the price of a piece of yellow Qi paper.

Unwilling to give in, he scrimped, tightened his belt, and borrowed money to continue buying yellow paper. In this way, he spent another 7,749 pieces of yellow paper, and finally succeeded in drawing the real finished product.

In short, her six pieces of scrapped yellow paper were nothing compared to him, just a fraction.

The second elder closed his mouth with an ugly expression and calmed down, and Shen Yinghuan also felt comfortable.

Then she calmed down and took out the seventh piece of yellow paper from the box and spread it flatly on the table. Her eyes were slightly focused in thought. What went wrong?

She recalled the key points that the second elder just said. Using the spiritual pen as the transition, the spiritual sand ink as the medium, and the spiritual characters as the expression, the three were perfectly integrated to form an effect of one plus one plus one that is far greater than three. Only with the talisman can success be achieved.

By the way, he also emphasized one point - the output of spiritual power must be stable.

She just started practicing spiritual power yesterday. Neither this body nor she herself is very familiar with spiritual power. She has learned how to absorb spiritual power for her own use, but she cannot accurately control spiritual power because she has not practiced it. , and have never been used.

When she was drawing the spiritual patterns just now, she felt that she was outputting spiritual power steadily, but that didn't mean there were no deviations.

Shen Yinghuan lowered her eyebrows. After thinking for two seconds, she decisively put the piece of yellow paper on the table carefully back into the box. Then she packed up the Lingsha ink and Huiling pen, put the box away and planned to leave. .

"Second Grandpa, that's it for today. I'll go back and figure it out by myself, and come back tomorrow."

Regardless of Grandpa Er's confused and surprised expression, she said she wanted to quit, and then she didn't forget to call Er Mao.

"Er Mao, we have to leave."

Er Mao, who was bending forward with his paws buzzing towards the cherry tree, heard the sound, moved his ears, and said "woof woof woof~" with a serious expression on his dog face.

[Master, give me two more minutes, success or failure depends on this. ]

Through the unremitting efforts of its uncle Ermao, it has regained some of the feeling of climbing trees in its previous life. This time it will definitely be able to successfully climb to the top of the tree and eat the reddest cherry~~

Yes, when Shen Yinghuan was practicing drawing spiritual patterns, Ermao was also practicing climbing trees again and again. He became more and more courageous with frustrations, and his goals became more and more ambitious. Originally, it was just a random cherry on the lowest branch. Later, it When I was able to climb to the middle of the tree, I saw the biggest, reddest and most delicious-looking cherry on the top of the tree.

Immediately it fell in love with the big cherry at first sight. From then on, the pink and white in the Sixth Palace had no color, and the dog's heart only focused on this one.

Ermao was determined to climb to the top of the tree. He was full of passion and felt that his whole body was full of strength. Then under the gaze of Shen Yinghuan and the second elder, the whole dog jumped out and lay down on the tree.

Then I saw golden light flashing on its paws, and the little milky-yellow puppy rushed up very quickly while clawing at the bark of the tree. After a while, it climbed to the first branch, but it didn't stop and continued to climb up. It climbed into the dense leaves, leaving only a row of clear claw marks on the bark to prove that it had indeed climbed just now.

The second elder was shocked, "I'm awake——"

"What's awakening?" Shen Yinghuan looked over suspiciously.

The second elder glanced at her with a confused look, "The spiritual power has awakened. Although the spirit beast cub has passed the test and tested its spiritual power attributes, its spiritual power has not awakened. The sooner the spirit beast cub awakens its spiritual power, The higher the potential value, the general awakening time of a pug is between six weeks or eight weeks, but your pug has only awakened its spiritual power in two weeks through informal training like yours, which shows that the potential is very good. , you are lucky to have chosen this one."

"Oh, I just said that the mutated one is definitely the best." Shen Yinghuan nodded and said with a light smile, not excited or excited, as if this was a normal thing.

In fact, she did think so. After all, Er Mao had the experience of awakening supernatural powers in his previous life, and he was also a metal type. He was a dog who could cosplay Iron Man and had a golden bell and an iron shirt. His shape had already been determined. , review is always faster than beginners.

While the two were talking, Ermao had successfully climbed to the top. He opened his mouth and grabbed the fruit of his dream in excitement, but because he was too excited, his little waist flashed, and then the whole dog lost its balance. Fall down.

Awwww~~

With a confused look on its face, it used its four paws to uselessly poke at the air a few times, and finally fell down with a whoosh.

"Not good." The two people standing under the tree immediately noticed the dog falling from the tree. The second elder's face changed slightly and he was about to use his spiritual power to catch it.

Shen Yinghuan was not in a hurry, she frowned and said calmly, "Er Mao, if you don't use your abilities, you will become a dog cake if you fall. Dahuang will never shed a tear for you. Instead, he will laugh at you for being a useless dog." Damn it, even such a short tree can fall to death."

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