Qhianqhian stared blankly at the talisman paper with a clear mark appearing before her.
Previously, if one did not observe carefully, it was still difficult to notice these complex patterns, but this one stood out prominently, like a good piece of white tofu shattered by a punch, drawing much attention.
Clearly, the talisman paper is yellow, and the talisman water is transparent. Neither should appear in such colors, right?
However, she realized, it had failed...
But admitting defeat is not in Qhianqhian’s nature. She took a deep breath, sat on the ground, and entered cultivation mode.
Adjusting her spiritual power, she couldn’t tell if it was the magical cultivation space within the ring or because she had shed constraints, speeding up recovery. Soon she stood up energetically, tightly gripping the talismanic brush.
Closing her eyes, a colorful light appeared in her mind, allowing her to recall Xuan Ming’s previous actions.
Xuan Ming silently nodded on the side.
Every crafting attempt requires one to empty their mind and maintain a relatively peaceful state of mind, an essential part of the process.
The light and shadows repeated Xuan Ming’s previous actions in Qhianqhian’s posture, her mind only watching the brush move like a dragon, hair flying, hands agilely moving, as if freely writing poetry after Li Bai had drunk alcohol, depicting the talisman tool. Compared to Xuan Ming, there was more of a natural flair.
When Qhianqhian was shocked by the previous scene, she felt the crafting thod seed slightly different, though she couldn’t pinpoint why, her mind entirely focused on the talisman tool she had just crafted.
Though she had only seen it once, Qhianqhian confidently claid the talisman tool she crafted was slightly more perfect than Xuan Ming’s, perhaps even sothing the creator of the Talisman Tool Record, Xuan Ming, could not present in such a manner.
"What are you doing?"
Qhianqhian was in a stupor, slowly opening her eyes after a long ti, frowning in thought. Though she had only seen it once, she had a strange feeling, which was, compared to before, this talisman tool seed even more difficult.
But the light and shadows appeared again, raised the pen, Qhianqhian didn’t dare to blink, staring fixedly at the light and shadows in front of her.
Once more, she completed the depiction of the dagger, with so differences from the previous ti in her mind.
Her own figure repeated many tis in her mind, finally forming Qhianqhian’s last impression, deeply etching the trajectory of this set of talisman tools into her mory.
She even tried to mimic and rember Qhianqhian’s breathing, slowly engraving every tiny detail of the set of movents into mory.
Gradually, she opened her eyes, dark lights surged within them, mixed with excitent and anticipation.
She suppressed her spiritual power to a very low level, barely enough to complete the first step.
Qhianqhian took a step back, aligning her feet shoulder-width apart, swung her sleeves and took the pen, adopting the stance, mimicking the image deeply engraved in her mind.
In the pitch-black space, Qhianqhian was like a beacon guiding the darkness, the brush moving like a dragon.
Seeing Qhianqhian’s free and easy stance, the light ball Xuan Ming furrowed his brows slightly, approaching closer. Such urgency did not reflect a dedicated heart to the craft.
Not striving for quick success, progressing steadily, has always been his ntor’s constant teaching.
But at the mont of approaching, he was stunned. It was clear the slow formation of the talisman tool beneath the seal, yet it seed more refined and sturdy than his.
Although the changes were subtle, they indeed enhanced the effect. Gradually, he was captivated by the new trajectory under Qhianqhian’s brush.
How could combining attributes in talisman tools be so easy? It has puzzled him, relying solely on power to force ti and spatial attributes into the Xuanming Ring, creating the brilliance of the entire cultivation world.
Ordinary talisman tools can only attach a single attribute. If other attributes are desired, one needs to add inlay holes during creation, to leverage soul stones to attach attributes.
Qhianqhian’s vision beca increasingly blurry, her spiritual power nearly exhausted. Even though she used minimal spiritual power to start, she couldn’t avoid the crisis of depletion. The further she progressed, the greater the consumption. As she was about to collapse, she hastened the movent of her brush. Just before her vision blackened and nearly fell, she managed to finish, tossing the brush far away to avoid further contamination of the talisman paper.
Seeing no convex marks on the talisman paper, she sighed, obediently sitting on the ground, restoring her consud spiritual power.
Xuan Ming picked up the talisman paper for a close look but couldn’t intervene. Everyone’s spiritual power matches their personal power of attributes. Objects like talisman paper are extrely fragile, should they accept others’ power of attributes before complete creation, they would turn into re waste paper.
Moreover, preserving talisman paper is highly challenging, generally stored in special boxes like elixirs, shielded from the wind, rain, and light exposure.
Qhianqhian quickly recovered her spirit, eagerly rubbing her hands while looking at the talisman paper in Xuan Ming’s hand: "Doesn’t it feel perfect?"
Xuan Ming coughed twice. Though he was not a teacher, it didn’t an he never had teachers, and teachers were always stern.
Keeping a straight face, with hands behind: "Don’t be too proud, it’s not finished yet."
Indeed, before completion, everything is illusory, the outco still rests on his words.
Qhianqhian took a deep breath. This step, she had watched countless tis in her mind, so she wasn’t entirely inexperienced.
Though she didn’t really understand what she had beco, one thing she knew clearly: she was certainly favored by luck!
Watching Qhianqhian’s determined movents, though unfamiliar, they were orderly, not rash, controlling the elental power just right.
"It’s done!"
Qhianqhian almost jumped up the mont she finished, her face glowing with excitent, like a child seeing a beloved toy.
A glass of water appeared in Xuan Ming’s hand, he handed it to Qhianqhian, nodding his head.
Qhianqhian swallowed, took it, took a deep breath, and splashed the water.
A transparent ice-blue dagger appeared in mid-air.
Xuan Ming looked at the dagger, finding its shape not very different from the one in his hand, furrowing his brows. Earlier, he sensed a significant difference.
He took the dagger in hand, comparing it with the one he had crafted, two silver rays flashed.
"Dang..."
The talisman tool he made broke on the spot.
His eyes showed surprise. Knowing the first-order talisman tool he made rivals the second-rank weapon from the outside world!
This kind of result did not sadden him. Instead, his eyes flashed with joy: "Good! This is great!"
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