Chapter 33 What's the connection?
Ye Xingzhou returned to the house humming a little tune.
He placed the foundation-building pill on Ren Wangzhu's position, then took out pen and ink and began to draw talismans.
Ye Xingzhou first tried to draw a blasting talisman.
After tempering his spiritual consciousness, his head didn't hurt as much this time, so drawing the blasting talisman went relatively smoothly.
Ye Xingzhou took out a second-grade immobilization talisman from the storage bag given by Meng Zhi.
When he felt the vast spiritual energy contained in the talisman, he hesitated for a moment and changed to another first-grade immobilization talisman.
A first-grade immobilization talisman can immobilize a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage for three breaths, which can give him a chance to catch his breath.
Ye Xingzhou first practiced the talisman on paper for about ten times. After he had completely memorized the pattern of the talisman, he began to try to introduce spiritual energy and draw the talisman at the same time.
As soon as he put pen to paper, Ye Xingzhou discovered the problem.
The patterns of different talismans vary greatly with the speed of introducing spiritual energy.
The speed at which he drew the blasting talisman was not suitable for the immobilization talisman.
The first talisman failed.
Ye Xingzhou calmed down and started writing again.
After three times in a row, the immobilization talisman was completed with some difficulty.
But the distribution of spiritual energy is not even, it is a defective product, and can only trap a breath at most.
Ye Xingzhou continued to draw, and things got much better after he finished the second immobilization talisman.
Ye Xingzhou rubbed his sore temples and stopped.
He was not as reckless as he was when he drew the explosive talisman before. If his eyes were forked again, it would be very disadvantageous to him in the competition.
"Brother, I'll give you—"
Ren Wangzhu walked into the house excitedly and saw a person sitting at a small table by the window.
Outside the window, the fragrance of golden osmanthus wafted through the air; inside, talismans, paper, and brushes were scattered about in a mess. The man at the desk rubbed his temples with his slender knuckles, his drooping hair brushing his cheeks. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes slightly closed, deep in thought.
Ren Wangzhu forgot what to do.
Ye Xingzhou heard the noise, opened his eyes, and his boredom disappeared.
When he saw the bowl of rice piled high with meat and vegetables, his eyes lit up and he grinned.
When the missing tooth appeared, Ren Wangzhu instantly remembered the action he had forgotten.
"Brother, I brought you some food."
"Good junior brother, you have learned the lesson of the crow repaying its parents." Ye Xingzhou took the bowl with both hands, his eyes full of desire for meat.
This statement further arouses the sexual desire.
Ren Wangzhu pursed his lips and took out the pill in his hand.
"Brother, take the repair pill first. Missing teeth will affect your eating."
He had originally planned to let his brother eat after dinner, but his brother's smile just now was too destructive.
"I don't need to use my front teeth to chew food."
Before Ye Xingzhou could finish his words, Ren Wangzhu stuffed the pill into his mouth. The effect was immediate and the missing tooth grew back.
Now it looks much better.
Ren Wangzhu's awkward feeling disappeared, and he finally noticed the talisman on the table.
"Brother, you can actually draw talismans!"
The tone was full of surprise and joy.
To his surprise, his senior brother was really capable, and he was the only loser.
I am glad that he knows how to draw talismans, and three days later I will have a competition with my senior brother to see if he has the ability to protect himself.
"It turns out those rumors were true."
"It was originally fake, but now it has to become real."
Ye Xingzhou never thought that his words would come true.
He originally came up with the idea to protect himself and avoid assassination by the man in black robe.
Ren Wangzhu didn't know where he was going, and suddenly his face showed an moved expression.
"Brother, I understand your intentions. You deliberately ranked second to last in the exams every year just to consider my feelings. And to motivate me, you exposed your strength and took the exam to prove yourself."
"Brother, I will definitely practice hard."
Ye Xingzhou was stunned again and again after hearing this.
Ah this?
What does this have to do with that?
Could he just say that Ren Wangzhu was overthinking it?
However, facing Ren Wangzhu's watery eyes that were filled with emotion, Ye Xingzhou did not explain after all.
Let Ren Wangzhu use his imagination. It's a good thing to be able to use his imagination to wake up and practice well.
Ye Xingzhou patted Ren Wangzhu's shoulder and picked up the foundation-building pill.
"Junior brother, you finally understood."
"Senior Brother has placed the Foundation Establishment Pill on your desk. Eat it and practice well. Senior Brother believes in you."
Ren Wangzhu nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
An untimely sneer broke the affectionate scene between the apprentice and the disciple.
Meng Zhi leaned against the wall with a playful smile on his lips.
Fool.
Still a fool with a brain.
Ren Wangzhu glared at him, then turned his head and ignored him.
While others were performing a performance of the deep love between brothers, Meng Zhi was singing and dancing here.
Isn't this just to show off your presence?
After taking the foundation-building pill, Ren Wangzhu began to meditate. Ye Xingzhou was eating, and Meng Zhi was doing nothing.
The room fell into silence for a moment.
After Ye Xingzhou finished his meal, he continued to draw talismans.
Now, Ye Xingzhou has six blasting talismans and two immobilization talismans.
He planned to try to draw a second-grade blasting talisman.
A second-grade blasting talisman, even cultivators in the late stage of foundation building would have to think twice before coming.
The drawing method is the same as that of the first-grade blasting talisman, but it requires more spiritual energy, and simply drawing spiritual energy into the body may not be enough.
Ye Xingzhou put the three Spirit Gathering Pills aside.
The moment he put pen to paper, the spiritual energy was withdrawn just as he had expected, at twice the speed of drawing a first-grade talisman, and even with a tendency to be higher.
After only one-third of the painting, the spiritual energy is about to run out.
Ye Xingzhou kept drawing talismans with his right hand. After taking a Spirit Gathering Pill, the speed at which he drew spiritual energy into his body increased.
Only a few strokes were left, so Ye Xingzhou did the same thing and took another Spirit Gathering Pill.
His hands trembled slightly and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The final touches.
With a flash of golden light, the second-grade blasting talisman was completed.
Ye Xingzhou felt exhausted and lay on the table for a long time to recover.
Meng Zhi looked at the way Ye Xingzhou drew the talisman, a flicker of doubt in his eyes, and finally he began to observe seriously.
A cultivator cannot absorb spiritual energy and draw talismans at the same time.
Spiritual roots help cultivators to cultivate and draw spiritual energy into their bodies. At the same time, spiritual roots can also restrict cultivators from absorbing spiritual energy while using it.
After the spiritual energy is depleted, there is a buffering process, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy will be much slower.
Ye Xingzhou was consuming spiritual energy while at the same time drawing it in, without any buffer and without any common sense.
Ye Xingzhou completely ignored the existence of spiritual roots.
Just like at this moment, after Ye Xingzhou took the Spirit Gathering Pill, the spiritual energy he consumed was recovering rapidly, until it recovered to a certain point and could no longer rise.
It happens to be the late stage of Qi Refining.
Meng Zhi took note of this.
Even though Ye Xingzhou had a terrible headache, he was still holding the talisman in his hand and feeling smug.
With two first-grade Spirit Gathering Pills and his own cultivation, he can draw a second-grade talisman.
It’s really worthwhile.
As for the consumption of spiritual consciousness, he did not mention it at all.
A bottle of second-grade Spirit Gathering Pill was placed in front of Ye Xingzhou's desk.
"Answer my question, and I'll give you this bottle of second-grade Spirit Gathering Pill."
Ye Xingzhou's headache and hand pain instantly disappeared, "God of Wealth, please ask."
"What spiritual root did you take the test earlier?"
"Wind Spirit Root."
The wind spiritual root is a mutation of the wood spiritual root. Mutated spiritual roots are relatively rare, and those who practice magic will be much faster than ordinary people.
The best proof of this is that Ye Xingzhou’s cultivation speed when he was young was twice as fast as that of ordinary people.
However, this does not mean that the rules of spiritual roots can be ignored.
Meng Zhi didn't know what he was thinking about, and the cynicism on his face was gradually replaced by seriousness.
"If you don't want to die quickly, don't draw talismans in front of others."
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