The Gate of the Genkai

Condensation Talisman in Dream

An idea struck Shi Mu’s mind, and he immediately used his mental power to drive the milky white clouds in his mind, trying to condense them into runes.

He originally had the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn’t know that this idea just came up here, and the next moment, a strange scene appeared

The milky white cloud in his mind suddenly mobilized quickly, and it was easy to condense into a rune. It was the fire attribute rune that he had tried many times before but failed. The difference was that this rune It is milky white.

As soon as he stayed, the white runes in the sea collapsed and turned into milky white clouds again.

Shi Mu was in doubt

Condensing into runes in a dream should be useless, right?

After a wry smile, he regained his composure and continued to watch the transformed white ape execute the moon-swallowing pose, continuing to absorb the moonlight essence.

The night passed in a flash, the sky was about to brighten, and the moon sank into the sky.

Shi Mu’s body trembled, he woke up from the dream, his spirits were uplifted, and his whole body was comfortable.

He let out a long breath, stood up, and at the same time subconsciously urged his mental power.

At this moment, Shi Mu’s face froze, and his body froze in place.

Because in his mind, a fiery red rune was quietly floating, emitting a soft light. It was the fire attribute rune that he had been thinking about for the past three days but could not comprehend.

“This…” Shi Mu was dumbfounded, almost unable to believe it.

But at the next moment, an ecstatic look appeared on his face, but considering the surrounding situation, he tried his best not to laugh out loud.

After a while, the smile on his face disappeared, and his mood returned to calm.It seems that the magic of the dream of the white ape is far beyond the original imagination

Shi Mu flicked the dew on his body, and walked quickly towards the residence.

A few days later, Shi Mu excitedly came to a place in the valley square, in front of a three-story attic with a red glazed roof.

This “Five Elements Building”, which specializes in selling warlock items, is actually separated from the “Danxiang Pavilion” by a street. Shi Mu paid attention to it when he came to buy medicine pills.

As soon as Shi Mu stepped onto the first floor of the attic, he found that there was no one in the shop. The first thing he saw was a big mahogany counter, behind which a thin middle-aged man with a goatee was rummaging through a thick stack of animal skins. The two black-shirted handyman disciples beside him were also helping to count something.

“Your Excellency, do you want to buy something or sell something?” Seeing Shi Mu coming in, the thin middle-aged man stopped immediately, turned around and greeted him with a smile.

“Oh, you still buy things?” Shi Mu’s heart moved, and he asked seemingly casually.

“Yes, we collect all kinds of things related to warlocks. Could it be that your excellency has some good things here?” The thin middle-aged man brightened his eyes and said.

“That’s not true. I want to buy some materials for drawing talismans today, and I hope the shopkeeper can recommend one or two.” Shi Mu smiled slightly.

“The materials for drawing talismans are nothing more than Dharma brushes, Dharma inks, and talisman papers. Please look, this is the best talisman paper in our store. They are all made of purple spirit wood mixed with various precious materials that are more than a hundred years old.” Yes, the adsorption to French ink is very good, enough to increase the power of the talisman you draw.” The thin middle-aged man said, skillfully taking out a stack of talisman papers emitting a strange fragrance from the shelf behind him.

“I don’t know how much this stack of talisman papers cost,” Shi Mu asked.

“Not much, just thirty thousand taels of silver.” The thin middle-aged man stretched out three fingers with a smile on his face.

Although he was prepared in his heart, Shi Mu was still taken aback by such an astonishing price.

Thirty-two hundred sheets, that is to say, three hundred taels of talisman paper

“Then how much is the cheapest talisman paper?” Shi Mu frowned and asked straightforwardly.

“One thousand five hundred taels.” Hearing this, the thin middle-aged man’s expression of joy gradually subsided, he slowly put down the talisman paper in his hand, and replied lightly.

“Then how much is the cheapest French ink and magic brush?” Shi Mu thought secretly, and asked again.

“The lowest price for Famo and Fabi is 3,000 taels each.”

“Okay, give me one of each.” Shi Mu gritted his teeth secretly, and took out 7,500 taels of silver bills from his pocket and handed them over.

The thin middle-aged man took the bank note in Shi Mu’s hand with a blank expression, glanced at it lightly, and then waved to a handyman disciple not far away. Gu Zi flipped through and picked up the animal skin.

Shi Mu didn’t care much about the change in the attitude of the thin middle-aged man before and after. He leisurely looked at various items related to warlocks in the store, looking at them with great interest.

“Senior brother, your things” Not long after, a handyman disciple handed over Shi Mu’s things.

A low-level magic brush made from the spirit hair of an unknown monster, a bottle of ordinary magic ink made of cinnabar mixed with the blood of a monster, and a stack of one hundred yellow talisman papers.

Shi Mu looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, let the other party wrap it up, and immediately left the Five Elements Pavilion, rushing towards the stone house area in a hurry.

After Shi Mu returned to the stone house, he first adjusted his breath on the stone bed for a while, and adjusted his physical and mental state to the best. Then he got up again, walked to the stone table, and took out the stack of talisman papers he had just bought. One, carefully spread it on the table, and put the ink and brush aside.

Opening the cork of Fa Mo, a faint smell of blood wafted out.

Shi Mu picked up the magic brush with his right hand, his expression gradually became dignified, and he closed his eyes, a red rune that was spinning continuously appeared in his mind.

After a while, he opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and carefully pondered the red rune in his mind. At the same time, he dipped the magic pen in his right hand with the magic ink, and at a speed that could not be slowed down, he scribbled on the talisman paper. Little by little to write out this rune.

As a result, it took a whole incense stick of time just for this one rune.

After the rune was finished, Shi Mu realized that he was actually sweating.

He carefully picked up the talisman paper, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he finally let go of his hanging heart.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Mu stretched out his right index finger and lightly tapped the talisman paper, the mana in his body surged from the dantian, and then slowly poured into the talisman according to the requirements in the “Spiritual Talisman Scripture”.

With the injection of his mana, dots of light gradually appeared on the rune, and soon they became one piece. When he injected the last bit of mana, the entire rune flashed like a living thing.

Everything went very smoothly, Shi Mu happily put down the talisman pen in his hand, stretched out his hand, and the talisman paper just drawn fell into his hand immediately.

He held the talisman paper and shook it lightly, then threw it into the air, with a “bang”, the rune ignited spontaneously without wind, turning into a spark the size of a bean, which instantly ignited the talisman paper violently, a faint mana burst Waves came out.

Seeing this, Shi Mu immediately showed joy on his face

However, his expression quickly calmed down again.This is just a basic fire rune. Even if it is drawn into a rune, its power is limited. I am afraid that if it is really useful, it can only be used to light fire.

In addition to some basic runes, only a few basic five-element magic runes are recorded in the Lingfu Baojing.

In addition, in the Sutra Pavilion that day, Martial Uncle Ju had also mentioned to him that some of the rare talisman arrays collected in the Black Demon Sect were for sale in the Linglong Pavilion, but the value was naturally high.

Shi Mu shook his head, put away the things on the table, and sat down cross-legged.

As long as he can become a real talisman master, he will be able to receive a lot of tasks in the Guangyuan Hall in the future, and he can accumulate a lot of training resources.

Thinking so gratified, Shi Mu took out the jade slip of the spiritual talisman treasure scripture from his bosom again, and began to comprehend the next rune. :