Chapter 48: Heart Purification Talisman

Crown didn't know that his opponent had already used all his strength in this attack. He swung his sword upwards in the same rhythm as before, buying time to dodge sideways.

When the two swords met, it was too late when he realized that he had made a misjudgment.

The witcher's sword was already falling down, and the coldness made him feel like a thorn in his back.

If this sword is carried out, the arm holding the sword will say goodbye to him.

Without hesitation, he used the power of the time hourglass to slightly slow down his opponent's movements by 0.01 seconds, and his body flashed to a safe position.

He saw the demon hunter's sword hovering steadily in mid-air, and realized that it would be no problem even if he didn't use the spirit master's power.

The demon hunter tilted his head, thinking about the incoordination in his movements, and asked in a deep voice: "What is the power that slowed down my movements? Is it from your spirit control?"

Geralt, who was proud of his strong control, was very confused about what had just happened and wanted to find out the reason.

"Yes, the power from my spirit control can delay the opponent's attack," Crown said vaguely.

Without further questioning, the white-haired man nodded and said, "Very good ability, it is worth exploring the potential of this spirit control. I don't know if you have enough energy, but I will give you a piece of advice."

The demon hunter took back the sword in his hand and continued with a serious face: "At the beginning of the extraordinary, it is understandable that we practice another extraordinary ability, but in the later stage, if we want to advance, we need to be specialized and refined. People's energy is limited, you must make a decision early and determine the ultimate direction of your efforts."

Only children do multiple-choice questions. I have a trick up my sleeve, so of course I take them all.

Although he thought so in his heart, Crown still touched his chest and bowed to express his gratitude: "Thank you for the reminder, I will make the best choice for myself."

He made another request: "Please keep the fact that I am a spirit controller a secret."

The demon hunter nodded slightly to show that he understood, and little Alan also nodded vigorously: "I will keep it a secret. Big brother wants to keep a trump card. The teacher said that this method of keeping a trump card is called an old coin! If you want to live longer, you have to be an old coin and have more trump cards."

The logic of the words is correct, but why does it sound wrong? "Uh," Clown opened his mouth slightly, not knowing how to respond.

Geralt was a little embarrassed, his face slightly reddened. He did say so, but for his own student to bring it out like this, wouldn't it be obvious that he was an old whore?

"Do you want to continue practicing? The battle just now consumed a lot of energy. I think we should stop here today."

The witcher changed the subject and wanted to leave. It was too embarrassing.

Sensing the other party's embarrassment, Crown nodded and agreed: "That's it, so I can have more time to study the formula of the medicine you gave me."

His main purpose was to verify his current strength. He already had a clearer answer, so the demand for training was no longer so urgent.

In the battle just now, because the pace was so fast, he couldn't find the right time to use breathing techniques to enhance his attack. He planned to use breathing techniques more often in future training so that the skills could be transformed into instinct.

Only then can ability be truly transformed into strength.

"Alan, go ahead," Crown threw out a golden shield. Friends are friends, business is business, and this cannot be confused.

The boy took the gold coin, bit it subconsciously, and asked pitifully: "I want to come to your place for dinner tonight, how about it?"

Now that he is used to eating delicious food, he is no longer satisfied with the quality of the food at the Goat Inn. He will be sad if he cannot eat the delicious food cooked by his elder brother.

"If you're willing to provide the ingredients, I don't mind."

"Great! Teacher, are you coming too?"

"Well, I'm afraid it's not safe for you to walk alone at night, so I'll go with you."

"Tsk," the boy rolled his eyes at his teacher.

After the matter was happily decided, the witcher master and apprentice said goodbye to their master and left with light steps.

Clown looked at the two figures standing side by side under the moon and laughed: "Maybe in their eyes, I am more liked by them because I am an excellent cook."

When he looked up again, the man had gone far away and the long street was deserted.

Closing the door gently, he prepared the tools and materials for drawing the talisman, connected the crystal ball in his sea of ​​consciousness, and poured out a small half bowl of moon dew.

Open the liver! I shouted a slogan in my heart happily, and the talisman maker drew the talisman online.

An hour later, Clown sat happily in the chair, swinging a stack of mind-clearing talismans that made a rustling sound. He pinched the talisman paper between his right index and middle fingers and began to count them happily.

"One, two, three."

There are eighty pieces of talisman paper, and sixty-four talismans are obtained, and the success rate has improved again.

[Drawing Talisman: 220/2000; Level 1]

He already has seventy-two Qingxin Talismans in his hands, but he has not yet tested the effects of the talismans. He is unique.

Clown found a large bowl, poured half a cup of water into it, and then, following the instructions on the skill prompt, lit the talisman paper above the bowl.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A faint fragrance diffused, a kind of laurel scent, light but not weak, fragrant but not strong.

After burning, the talisman paper turns not black and gray but light white, and small silver particles like fine sand can be seen in it.

The embers fell into the water like snowflakes into a pond, and instantly merged into one.

The colorless water began to sparkle with bright lights, as if stars from the sky were falling into it.

There was a faint white mist rising above the water surface.

The skill introduction said that you just need to drink it like this. Looking at the good-looking "clear soup", Clown picked up the bowl and took a sip.

A sweet and refreshing taste emanated from his taste buds. He did not swallow, and the talisman water naturally flowed into his throat and gurgled down.

A faint sense of tranquility rose from the bottom of his heart. He felt that the state at this moment was similar to the state he was in during the You hour visualization. Both times, his mind was at peace and his thoughts were as calm as an ancient well.

The difference between the two states is that the feeling at this time is not as obvious as that during visualization.

It tasted delicious, and after giving a fair evaluation, he drank the magic water in the bowl.

He has figured out the function of this magic water, which is that it can put people in a calm and rational state.

I’ll try it out on those who are in the midst of mania later to see if it can have a calming effect.

His Golden Light Spell can only work on himself. The appearance of the talisman allows this ability to be used externally, greatly expanding the scope of use of the skill.

The talisman paper for making the Qingxin Talisman had been used up, so he began to study how to draw the Jinguang Talisman.

First, cut out the straw paper of appropriate size, and then copy the golden talisman by following the steps.

Perhaps he had already mastered the art of drawing talismans, so it didn't take him long to draw a very similar golden talisman in one stroke.

He continued to work hard and stopped practicing only when his proficiency in drawing talismans improved a little.

(End of this chapter)