Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu was not worried about where the spiritual materials came from.

Before drawing a large number of high-level mid-level talismans for Yin Qi, he asked Yin Liu to prepare as many as 10,000 materials for high-level spiritual gathering talismans of unknown level.

Among them, three spiritual materials of more than 50,000 years old were the necessary things he wanted.

Only Yin Luanxuan had the ability to prepare them for him in a short time.

He couldn't help but feel more grateful to Qin Hui.

In the future, he would do his best to help her without reservation.

In his opinion, there is a cause and an effect. The more Qin Hui pays now, the more she will get from him in the future.

If he hadn't met Qin Hui, how could he get the opportunity to meet Senior Yin Qi?

How could he continuously obtain three kinds of top-grade spiritual pills to help him and force himself to the realm of magical power?

How could he know that there was such a thing as the realm of magical power?

Wang Lu concentrated on thinking for an hour, cleared out all kinds of messy thoughts, and began to try to draw a spiritual gathering talisman comparable to high-level high-level talismans.

The talisman paper used is not the skin of red marlin, but a rare spiritual leaf called fallen leaf, and the age is at least more than three thousand years.

The number of spiritual materials of the gathering spirit talisman is 122, which is five more than the replenishing spirit talisman. It is conceivable how difficult it is.

Wang Lu took a deep breath, and repeatedly recalled and deduced the whole process of this talisman from the talisman, drawing to the end of the strokes, and deduced it hundreds of times. After no mistakes, "Come", he shouted, and the 122 spiritual materials were blended and combined by him in order and the corresponding degree of dissolution.

Half an hour passed.

"Bang."

When the last piece of ten thousand year old edelweiss fruit merged into the talisman that exuded a condensed and non-dispersed strange fragrance like thick paste, because a tiny impurity was not refined and removed, the talisman suddenly exploded during the contraction, and the first talisman modulation failed.

Ha.

Wang Lu smiled indifferently, and the spiritual materials equivalent to 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones were gone.

There is gain only when there is loss.

Come again.

The second time, success.

The third time, success.

…

The thirty-second time, failure.

Unconsciously, Wang Lu was completely immersed in it, fully engaged, and even took back the trace of spiritual consciousness left in the past.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and his success rate was getting higher and higher.

From the initial half an hour, it gradually shortened to half an incense stick, half a cup of tea.

He was at full power, using his powerful magic power and deep spiritual consciousness to prepare talismans at the same time like fifty of himself.

For a while, all kinds of spiritual materials in the hall were arranged in an orderly manner like an army, and they were constantly fused and merged into one at the same speed and progress.

At this moment, Wang Lu was like a human puppet, mechanically and accurately repeating the perfect talisman production over and over again.

If someone was present, they would be infected and moved by his extremely focused concentration.

It was totally unexpected that there was such a person in the world who was as precise as time and completely selfless, and there was actually someone in the world who separated fifty strands of magic power and consciousness to draw high-level and high-level talismans at the same time.

Wang Lu was already in a trance, and entered the state of enlightenment again.

Five days passed in a flash, and all ten thousand soul-gathering talismans were made, and only one hundred were wasted.

"Hah."

Without any consciousness, Wang Lu made a single move with one hand, and Mo Yin arrived as promised.

"Haha."

Holding Mo Yin, Wang Lu subconsciously gave birth to a strong sense of confidence.

He began to draw the soul-gathering talisman.

Dot, draw, lift, rub, and paint, one hook, one horizontal, one vertical, one pull, one stroke, stop and pause, ease and slow, fast and slow, light and heavy, straight and circle, neat and chaotic, violent storm, surging, thunder and lightning, force penetrating the back of the paper, clear rivers and seas...

A freehand smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lu's mouth.

He wrote with a flying brush, writing like a dragon and snake, and writing with great enthusiasm. He was indifferent and crazy, talking non-stop and continuously.

I don’t know how long it took, "Ha", when he waved his hand, there was no more talisman and talisman paper. He held his beloved Moyin talisman pen in a daze, and sat down slowly like that, falling to the ground and sleeping with his clothes on.

In the hall, a thousand soul-gathering talismans floated, sprinkling a soft and mellow snow light, enveloping the sleeping Wang Lu, and hugging him peacefully.

It took three months, which seemed as long as three years. He was almost hollowed out by the surge in his magic power, spiritual consciousness, and the fusion of magic and martial arts.

He was so tired that he had no consciousness, and he was so tired that he couldn't extricate himself.

"Oh."

Five days later, Wang Lu woke up leisurely.

Looking at the 90% useless talismans, a deep, dreamlike feeling came to his mind.

Could it be that he was really a rare talent in the way of talismans? He successfully drew a full thousand high-level and high-level soul-gathering talismans for the first time.

He felt that this was an unreal dream. The first time he drew a high-level talisman, he had a 10% success rate. He couldn't help but pinch his thigh.

He felt a little pain.

Hey.

It's true.

As we all know, no matter whether it is refining equipment, refining pills, refining formations, puppets, or talismans, the higher the realm involved, not only the spiritual materials used are precious and rare, but also the difficulty is greater.

Although he is quite confident in his attainments in the way of talismans, such an amazing success rate is extraordinary and rare.

And this time of drawing also made him understand the difficulty of high-level talismans. It is too difficult, far exceeding the high-level middle-level talismans, which is dozens of times more.

If there is no strong mana and powerful spiritual consciousness in the stage of transformation, don't even think about making one.

No wonder the great masters of the way of talismans are rare in the world. How many people who walk the way of talismans can enter the stage of transformation?

They are rare and can be counted on one's fingers.

Even if he became a peerless strong man in the Spiritualization Stage, how much did he know about talismans? Could he really reach the level of a grandmaster?

In this way, the realm of the Grandmaster of the Way of Talismans has invisibly reduced the number of people, and it has come to a very small number.

It's ridiculous that I still ignorantly think that this realm is so easy, and I still fantasize that I can be called a Grandmaster of the Way of Talismans only if I can draw talismans that surpass the advanced and high-level ones.

The spirit gathering formation is exactly the same as the previous formation, and it can be laid with forty-nine pieces.

Wang Lu waved his sleeves, and eight thousand nine hundred waste talismans turned into ashes, and forty-nine spirit gathering talismans surrounded him in the Yin-Yang Bagua formation.

"Hua."

At the moment when the talisman returned to its position and had not yet been activated, all the spiritual energy in the hall was immediately absorbed by the spirit gathering formation.

"Huahuahuahuahua!"

At the same time, countless spiritual energy surged from all directions. In less than three breaths, Wang Lu felt that the spiritual energy around him surrounded him like a liquefied stream of water.

"Good!"

Wang Lu praised secretly. Just a simple formation could turn invisible spiritual energy into spiritual liquid, which showed the unusualness of the spiritual gathering formation.

"Come on."

A spell was cast.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

First, the spiritual energy of ten miles around the new house, followed by a hundred miles, then covered Ziyun Mountain, and then spread to Cuiping Mountain, the main peak, and the entire Fantasy Sect. The Fantasy Sect was fifty thousand miles in radius.

It was just that the surging and vastness of the spiritual energy was as silent as the deep flow of still water, making people unaware, but it was endless and surging.

The spiritual energy in the hall of Wang Lu's new house suddenly became more than a thousand times richer, and even the secret room where Chen Yaer was in retreat was nourished by a hundred times the spiritual energy.

It was simply unimaginable and unique!