Lan Hua refused to believe it and continued to concentrate, looking at the portrait on the wall.
The old man in the portrait moved again.
The result was the same. After watching it, Lan Hua still couldn't remember the specific drawing method and couldn't start drawing for a long time.
Although she still couldn't remember everything this time, Lan Hua at least remembered how to draw two talisman lines, so it wasn't a complete loss.
"I clearly saw how to cast this talisman, so why can't I remember it?"
"It can't be a test, can it?"
"This talisman is so difficult to draw, it must be some kind of supreme talisman technique. I must master it!"
Lan Hua made up her mind to devote herself entirely to the study of the talismans on the portrait.
At first, Lan Hua could only remember two strokes.
As the number of repetitions increases, more and more symbols can be memorized.
Several days passed, and Lan Hua finally memorized the last stroke of the talisman.
Although she had memorized everything, Lan Hua had exhausted a lot of her mental energy, and she was feeling rather listless.
After reviewing it again and confirming that she had completely memorized how to draw the talisman, Lan Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Having exhausted too much of her mental energy, Lan Hua had to meditate to recover.
Another half day passed before it was finally restored.
Lan Hua wanted to test the power of this talisman and see what kind of talisman it was, so she waved her right hand in the air.
However, Lan Hua was stunned once again.
No matter how much talismanic power he poured into it, he just couldn't draw the talisman.
"Damn, did I remember wrong again?"
"That's impossible!"
"Could it be that my talisman power is insufficient, preventing me from casting this talisman?"
"Never mind, I'll remember this first!"
Looking at the portrait that had tormented her half to death, Lan Hua felt both love and hate.
But I thought to myself, since I've learned their talismanic arts, I should at least give them something in return.
So, Lan Hua bowed solemnly to the portrait.
Suddenly, the portrait on the wall lit up, and the old man moved.
Lan Hua was startled and quickly assumed a defensive stance.
The old man in the painting smiled slightly and said, "Young friend, don't panic, I won't harm you!"
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
Lan Hua did not let her guard down.
The old man chuckled, "My name is Yu Li, and I created this consciousness space!"
"As for why I appeared here, it's because I was moved by your bow!"
Lan Hua remained silent. Although his bow was sincere, it didn't seem to be an attempt to move him.
"That talisman, you created it too?"
The old man nodded and said, "That's right!"
"Why can't I use it, even though I've already mastered the method!"
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Because this is a celestial talisman, a celestial talisman I created myself!"
"A talisman?" Lan Hua was taken aback.
As far as he knew, talisman masters were divided into nine ranks, with the eighth-rank talisman master also known as a spirit talisman master.
A ninth-rank talisman master is called a celestial talisman master, who is an enlightened celestial being and no longer a mortal.
"So, you're the strongest talisman master in the world?"
The old man smiled.
"The path of talismanic arts is far more extensive than you can imagine!"
"This talisman is called the Soul-Suppressing Talisman. With your current cultivation level, it's truly remarkable that you can memorize it!"
"However, you are not capable of casting this spell right now!"
Lan Hua asked, puzzled, "What was the purpose of the portrait and talisman left behind by the senior?"
"I just wanted to mentor the younger generation and leave them some opportunities along the way!"
"After all these years, someone has finally found this great hall!"
"Unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak!"
Lan Hua was speechless, feeling that the old man was talking too much nonsense.
"This is a talisman you created yourself, why leave it to future generations?"
The old man laughed and said, "To become a Celestial Talisman Master, one must first reach the Celestial Realm, and then comprehend one's own Celestial Talisman before one can be considered a true Celestial Talisman Master!"
"This talisman can help you comprehend your own immortal talisman!"
The old man paused slightly, "If you're quick-witted, this talisman can help you become a talisman master sooner!"
"To become a spirit talisman master, you must also comprehend your own spirit talisman!"
"Young friend, don't you think I'm a very generous person?"
Lan Hua chuckled inwardly, "This old man actually wants praise!"
"Thank you for your guidance, Immortal Master!"
Lan Hua quickly tried to flatter him, even changing how she addressed him.
The old man nodded in satisfaction.
"By the way, are you a disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect?"
Lan Hua shook her head, "No!"
The old man was visibly startled, which made Lan Hua consider his relationship with the Immortal Talisman Sect.
“But I’m a cook at the Immortal Talisman Sect!” Lan Hua said awkwardly.
The old man was slightly taken aback. "Alright, even a cook can become a talisman master, let alone a cook from the Immortal Talisman Sect. That's good enough!"
After speaking, the old man pointed to the transparent bead on the low stone block.
"That bead is called the Consciousness Bead!"
"It's yours!"
With a wave of his hand, the old man caused the bead to slowly rise from the stone pier and float in front of Lan Hua.
Lan Hua picked up the consciousness bead; it was icy to the touch, but she felt her mental strength greatly increase.
"This bead is quite magical!"
The old man laughed and said, "It's more than just magical; this bead is a treasure. It can not only help you stabilize your soul, but also help you travel through the realm of consciousness!"
"The realm of consciousness?"
"This place is called the Consciousness Space, isn't it the Consciousness Realm?" Lan Hua asked curiously.
The old man chuckled, "This small space is merely something I created by imitating the realm of consciousness!"
"The true realm of consciousness is much larger than this place; it is a crucial location for high-level talisman masters to advance their cultivation!"
"I originally intended to wait for a sixth-grade talisman master to come in so I could give this bead to him, but alas, I haven't had the chance!"
Lan Hua was speechless. "He insisted on building this palace underwater. No wonder he had no chance. He must have lost his mind!"
The old man added, "Don't use this consciousness bead for now. It's best to wait until you become a sixth-grade talisman master, otherwise you could easily die inside it!"
"I understand, kid!"
The old man chuckled and said, "Alright, you can go now!"
Lan Hua suddenly remembered that there was a bunch of nightmares by the lake, so she said:
"Kid, you want to leave too, but there are too many nightmares by the lake, I'm no match for them!"
The old man patted his forehead speechlessly.
"You've been here for seven days. Those nightmares probably thought you were dead and dispersed long ago!"
"Seven days?"
Lan Hua was taken aback. "If I don't go back now, I'm really going to kick the bucket!"
"Farewell, Immortal Master!"
When Lan Hua passed by the low stone block, he always felt that the stone block was not an ordinary object, and that it might be of some use to him.
Because there are some lines carved on the stone pier.
How could a perfectly good stone pier, meant for holding beads, have these lines carved on it?
"Immortal Master, do you still want this stone pier?"
The old man was slightly taken aback. "No, if you want it, please take it yourself!"
"If possible, please let the current sect leader take a look at that immortal talisman!"
"Alright! Goodbye!"
Lan Hua picked up the stone block and left, quickly disappearing outside the palace gate.
The old man shook his head and smiled, then said softly, "Young friend, we'll meet again in the realm of consciousness next time!"
After he finished speaking, the old man's expression changed slightly.
"Hmm? Something's happening in my consciousness space. Something outside has intruded!"
"I hope the disciples of the Immortal Talisman Sect don't suffer too much!"
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