Diligence can make up for one's shortcomings: Start by making up for one's natural spiritu

Why...

Fang Che is back again?

Pei Lao was a little confused. After all, it was the third round of the individual competition of the fighting competition. The opponents should not be simple.

Although he had never watched the game, Pei Lao was still very clear that such a fighting battle would definitely not be resolved quickly. This year, the Great Xia Xianmen implemented the reform of the fighting competition rules to align with other Xianmen on Blue Star.

Therefore, Pei Lao knew the opponent Fang Che faced in the third round.

"Teacher, my junior brother is extremely talented in fighting, and he is indeed good. Perhaps it is because he is focused on the drawing of the strange talisman, so he exerted his full strength and quickly defeated his opponent. Now, as soon as my junior brother won, I personally took him back."

Master Ma said with a smile.

As an excellent disciple, it is time to understand the teacher's thoughts and solve problems for the teacher.

Fang Che smiled and walked straight to the table in the pavilion, and began to re-examine the half-drawn strange talisman, checking and reflecting on whether there were other problems.

Old Pei's face was numb. He stared at Master Ma for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and burst out a sentence.

"Eight hundred times, eight hundred times!"

"Go and copy the quotations eight hundred times, eight hundred times!!!"

What a deep-rooted resentment!

Master Ma was a little confused and aggrieved. Teacher... did he think he was not good enough?

But Master Ma did not dare to ask, so he could only turn around and leave silently, return to the study, pick up the pen, and continue copying.

The previous eight hundred times have not been copied yet...

Another one thousand six hundred times.

The teacher shouted eight hundred times twice, well, it must be one thousand six hundred times!

Master Ma smiled brightly, trying to figure out the teacher's intentions, he is professional.

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In the Listening to the Rain Pavilion, the breeze blows.

The trees sway gently, and the pool water ripples lightly.

Old Pei sat on the chair and rubbed his brows: "Go on."

There is no way. Since Fang Che has returned, he can only continue. What else can he do?

He can only complete the tasks assigned by himself with tears. He can't be a teacher and not set an example at all, right?

Fang Che immersed himself in the drawing of the strange talisman again. He drew the talisman with a pen, and his spiritual consciousness surged out. He separated it bit by bit and began to depict the transformation of the brushwork of the strange talisman.

Time passed bit by bit.

After returning from the battle, Fang Che never stopped, squeezing every bit of spiritual consciousness to completely transform the brushwork of the strange talisman.

When the spiritual consciousness was completely exhausted, Fang Che directly sat cross-legged and began to practice the visualization diagram of the angry king to recover his state. After recovery, he started to draw again.

There was no tendency to stop at all.

When he encountered something he didn't understand, he asked Old Pei. Old Pei didn't hide it and explained it to Fang Che.

Twenty-four hours a day, Fang Che hardly stopped and studied the strange talisman.

In fact, Fang Che only asked Pei Lao about the details of the strange talisman at the beginning. Later, Fang Che had already understood the writing style and talisman path of the whole talisman, so he rarely asked Pei Lao about any questions.

Pei Lao was finally able to relax, read articles, and taste hot tea.

However, the disciples around him were so diligent and studied the strange talisman without sleep, which made Pei Lao feel a little awkward. He was always embarrassed to be here and read articles.

"No... I am a sage of the transformation of the gods, and my cultivation is so great. What's wrong? Can't I read an article about a son-in-law?"

The more Pei Lao thought about it, the weirder it became. Why should he, a sage of the transformation of the gods, be so restrained?

Glancing at Fang Che who was making talismans seriously, Pei Lao sneered, took his mobile phone and turned to leave the pavilion.

As long as he was not around this hardworking emperor, he would not be affected!

Pei Lao came to Master Ma's study, intending to supervise Master Ma while reading the article and copying Pei Lao's quotations.

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Failed.

Failed again.

When the talisman paper burned and turned into ashes, Fang Che frowned.

With his level 5 talent for talisman making, he failed so many times in a row and failed to draw the talisman after changing the brushstrokes.

"As expected of the teacher, the talisman drawn is really difficult!"

Fang Che took a deep breath, but his eyes were full of challenge.

He even felt a sense of urgency in his heart. There was still a day and a half left, and he didn't know if he could finish drawing the talisman.

Unconsciously, his spiritual consciousness was exhausted again.

Fang Che exhaled, sat cross-legged, immersed in his mind, and the Niwan Palace showed a rosy glow.

Immersed in the painting.

The Ming Wang sat on the Buddha Lotus, pinching his fingers to produce purple smoke!

A little bit of mysterious meaning bloomed in his heart, and the purple lotus bloomed and flickered, and life and death were restored.

Slowly, Fang Che's spiritual consciousness began to grow and recover again.

Opening his eyes, Fang Che's eyes were bright: "Try again! After trying again, I will start to mix the talisman ink and really draw the talisman!"

Fang Che was full of fighting spirit, and he was not depressed at all because of the exhaustion of spiritual consciousness.

Fang Che took the pen and drank the ink, and wrote on the talisman paper. The pen moved like a dragon, accompanied by the overflowing majestic spiritual consciousness, and bits and pieces of spiritual consciousness gathered in the tip of the pen.

In the pavilion, the wind and waves suddenly rose.

Fang Che's eyes were bright, and his figure suddenly took a step back.

But he saw that the talisman paper placed on the stone table had a glow, and the next moment a dragon roar burst out from it, roaring.

"It's done!"

Fang Che had a smile on his lips.

He perfectly transformed the brushwork of the Seven-Star Dragon King's Qi Fu into his own brushwork, and then used this brushwork to complete the outline of the Qi Fu's path.

This was the first time he successfully drew a Qi Fu path!

Whoosh!

Two sounds of breaking through the air resounded.

Old Pei and Yun Qinglian, who was wearing a red dress, floated in. When they entered the pavilion, they saw the Qi Fu path that Fang Che had placed on the table.

Because they had not used a specially formulated talisman ink, the characteristics of the talisman were not strong and the power was not obvious.

However, the Qi Fu that was completely changed to its own brushwork made the two of them fall into silence.

Fang Che sat cross-legged, immersed in meditation, strengthening his spiritual consciousness and restoring his spiritual consciousness.

Just drawing the talisman path drained all his spiritual consciousness. If he wanted to perfectly use the formulated talisman ink to draw a real Qi Fu, Fang Che was worried that his own spiritual consciousness might not be enough.

Old Pei and Yun Qinglian looked at Fang Che sitting cross-legged, feeling a lot of emotion.

"Mr. Pei, Ah Che's talent in making talismans... is indeed extraordinary. No wonder you accepted him as your disciple under the current circumstances."

"You really love talents."

Yun Qinglian's eyes were full of amazement.

It is rare to find a genius with such a monstrous talent in both making talismans and refining pills.

Especially, Fang Che's fighting skills are also very high.

"This boy... seems to be extremely suitable for Xiaju University. Maybe I should give Bei Danqiu some tips..."

Yun Qinglian murmured softly.

After all, she is an elder of Xiaju University. Xiaju University has a high level in making talismans and refining pills, but...in the aspect of fighting skills, it has been at a disadvantage for many years, and is even not as good as some first-class universities.

If Fang Che joins Xiaju University, it is equivalent to a complementary achievement.

While being able to improve the level of Xiaju University in fighting skills, Xiaju University's talisman making and alchemy majors can give Fang Che a lot of help.

"You, still can't see through it? For Fang Che, it doesn't matter which top university it is, what matters is... resources!"

"Fang Che will definitely choose which of the three top universities offers more resources."

Old Pei shook his head, speaking simply and directly.

Yun Qinglian smiled and nodded when she heard this, which was indeed the truth.

Old Pei put his hands behind his back, looking at Fang Che who was sitting cross-legged, with a hint of regret in his sigh.

"This kid is a good seedling, talented, resilient, and very hardworking. Hardworking is precious. It is extremely rare to have talent and hardworking..."

"Unfortunately, it is not so easy to draw this strange talisman successfully. This level is already the upper limit of Fang Che..."

"After all, his spiritual consciousness is only at the Lingtai realm, and he has not entered the Shenzang realm. It is difficult for him to draw a strange talisman."

Old Pei has a sharp eye. Although he appreciates Fang Che's talent and admires Fang Che's diligence.

But...

Some things cannot be obtained by hard work alone.