Chapter 61 You're comparing me to these people?



A sense of pride welled up in Yin Po's heart; he had memorized all the patterns of the Immortal-Trapping Talisman.

As long as I draw the Immortal-Trapping Talisman, He Zishan will definitely protect me to the death.

He would also promote himself to the position of Grand Elder of the entire Xuanfu Sect.

"That's right, Sect Leader, I figured out the Immortal-Trapping Talisman this morning. I originally wanted to show it to you, but these madmen came to cause trouble!"

Abao immediately pointed at Yin Po and angrily said:

"Nonsense! You must have seen the Immortal-Trapping Talisman my brother drew and then copied it yourself, you despicable scoundrel!"

Ling Yun patted his shoulder, "It's alright! The Immortal-Trapping Talisman isn't so easy to draw!"

"Huh? That's impossible! I thought you could draw that in no time!"

Abao asked suspiciously.

Ling Yun's face stiffened, and he gave A Bao a flick on the forehead.

"You're comparing me to these people?"

At this moment, He Zishan calmed himself down and said to Yin Po in a deep voice:

"As long as you can draw the Immortal-Trapping Talisman, I will believe you!"

For He Zishan, the Immortal-Trapping Talisman was an obsession; his lifelong wish was to complete it.

Because the Trapping Immortal Talisman was a test left by the founding patriarch of the Xuanfu Sect to the successive leaders of the sect.

Once the Trapped Immortal Talisman is fully completed, one can take it to the ancestral master's original dojo and receive the inheritance.

Unfortunately, since the patriarch ascended to heaven, not only the Xuanfu Sect, but also the Jinyun Continent, has no one who can complete the Immortal Trapping Talisman.

Yin Po wanted to kill someone to silence them and take possession of the Immortal-Trapping Talisman because of this secret. He planned to secretly enter the ancestral temple to obtain the inheritance, and then the Xuanfu Sect would be his.

Yin Po was also the leader of the talismanic arts on the Golden Cloud Continent.

Immediately, everyone looked at Yin Po, who was about to pick up his brush and draw a talisman.

Yin Po picked up his talisman brush and swept his venomous gaze across Ling Yun and the others' faces.

"Watch how this elder draws the Immortal-Trapping Talisman; your deaths will be imminent!"

After saying that, Yin Po began to draw talismans, and he easily finished drawing half of the original pattern.

But when he started drawing the half of the patterns that Lingyun had completed, cold sweat began to seep from Yin Po's forehead. The patterns were in his mind, but no matter what he did, he couldn't put pen to paper.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Elder Yin?" He Zishan noticed something was amiss and questioned him in a cold voice.

"No...it's nothing! Don't panic, Sect Leader~" Yin Po wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I kept drawing, even though I was struggling.

Seeing this, Ling Yun's lips curled into a cold smile.

The Immortal-Trapping Talisman is a talisman that can trap true immortals, and its core patterns are those that Ling Yun completed.

Each pattern contains supreme Daoist principles and laws, which cannot be drawn by a mere high-level talisman master.

Unless his spiritual power reaches the Mahayana stage.

As expected, when Yin Po used all his mental energy to draw the first line, his face turned extremely pale, and he aged considerably in an instant.

The next moment!

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his mental energy collapsed, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

Seeing this, even the outer disciples could see what was going on. Yin Po couldn't draw the Immortal-Trapping Talisman at all; he had been lying.

He Zishan shook his head in disappointment. The next moment, he suddenly looked at Ling Yun and said breathlessly:

"Young friend, can you draw a talisman to trap immortals?"

Everyone turned to look at Ling Yun. If Yin Po was lying, then what Ling Yun said was true.

Could Ling Yun really draw the Immortal-Trapping Talisman?

Although the disciples and elders of the Xuanfu Sect were less angry, their eyes were full of suspicion.

Ling Yun looked at He Zishan, smiled, and said nothing.

He Zishan gritted his teeth and shouted:

"If you can draw the Immortal-Trapping Talisman, my Xuanfu Sect is willing to increase the reward to five million taels of gold."

Hiss~

Everyone gasped in shock. Five million taels of gold was equivalent to giving away half of the Xuanfu Sect's fortune.

However, everyone quickly came to terms with it, realizing that compared to the ancestral legacy, giving away five million taels of gold was definitely worthwhile.

The words "five million taels of gold" instantly exploded in the minds of A Bao and the others.

Even the wealthy heiresses Xiao Yanran and Yan Ruyu, who usually treat money like dirt, were unsettled. The little white fox even started counting how many whole roasted lambs five million taels of gold could buy.

But as she counted, she got hungry again.

Ah Bao whispered in Ling Yun's ear in a trembling voice:

"Brother, five million taels of gold, five million taels of gold! Don't be shy."

Okay~

Ling Yun looked at He Zishan and smiled, "Okay! But I need to see the gold first!"

After all, Yin Po left a really bad impression on me!

Without the slightest hesitation, He Zishan shouted to the elder in charge of the accounts:

"Go and transfer five million taels of gold!"

Two quarters of an hour later, five hundred wooden boxes were neatly arranged in front of everyone, each box containing ten thousand taels of gold.

Looking at the gold gleaming in the sunlight, everyone couldn't help but show greed.

"Brother~ It's all for us, right? Hurry up and draw the talisman!"

Po stood excitedly beside the golden chest, afraid it would be stolen. As a beggar, he was incredibly obsessed with money.

"Hehe...Young friend, may we begin?"

He Zishan said somewhat impatiently.

Ling Yun nodded slightly and walked to the talisman.

At this moment, tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on Ling Yun, some with suspicion but more with anticipation.

For ten thousand years, no one has been able to complete the Immortal-Trapping Talisman. Could the young man before us today create a miracle?

He Zishan walked up to the talisman paper with a trembling body, wanting to observe Ling Yun drawing talismans up close.

The other elders also gathered around, partly to observe closely, and partly to punish Ling Yun on the spot if he couldn't draw it.

To prevent Lingyun from taking the opportunity to escape.

Ling Yun unfolded the talisman paper, dipped it in talisman ink, and picked up the talisman brush to begin drawing talismans.

Lingyun drew the talismans very quickly, and every line was incredibly precise.

When they saw him draw the first line, all the talisman masters present believed that Ling Yun could indeed draw talismans.

As the patterns gradually appeared on the talisman paper, He Zishan and the others' eyes began to widen in shock.

It quickly turned into shock and then into awe, and his knees gradually bent.

When Lingyun finished the last stroke.

With a thud, everyone from the Xuanfu Sect knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with shock and admiration.

They had already realized that what Ling Yun had drawn was the complete Trapping Immortal Talisman.

"What an amazing person! The Immortal-Trapping Talisman that has been troubling the talisman world of the Golden Cloud Continent has been drawn by you, my young friend!"

"Young friend, please accept my deepest respect!"

"You are truly a living patriarch of the art of talismans!"

"..."

Ling Yun smiled slightly, then extended his finger and sent a stream of energy into the Immortal-Trapping Talisman.

This is the final step in the formation of the talisman.

The moment the Qi entered the talisman, the Immortal-Trapping Talisman instantly erupted with a purple beam of light.

At the same time, the patterns of the Great Dao manifested in the sky, and everyone felt their bodies being bound by an irresistible force.

Ling Yun waved his hand, dispelling the strange phenomenon, and everyone finally felt a little better.

At this moment, He Zishan, breathing rapidly and with a trembling voice, said:

"Young friend, you have actually drawn a Supreme-level Immortal-Trapping Talisman!"

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