985 Xiuxian University

"Dinglingling——" the class bell rang.

Ji Chengfeng and Lin Ze stepped into the classroom, chose to sit in a back seat, and looked towards the podium.

On the podium, the teacher of the talisman class was a man in his [-]s, wearing a crumpled suit and tie, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.His temperament is very similar to that of middle-aged financial migrant workers, real estate agents, and insurance salesmen who are still unknown... In short, they do not have the temperament of a master of cultivation.

Then, the man cleared his throat and introduced himself:

"My surname is Sun, and my name is Wenfang. I was born in the Jiayin Year of the Republic of China, and I am still very young (I don't know why I emphasize it). As a nationally registered first-class talisman teacher, I led our school team to win the first prize in the National Science and Technology Innovation Competition last year. , and created seven new types of talismans, and improved more than a dozen ancient talismans, such as the Nine Heavens Thunder Snake Talisman, the Eight Trigrams Void and Hidden Talisman, and the Mountain Breaking Talisman..."

"It's a great honor for me to be your class teacher. Let me first say that you don't have to come to my class without attendance assessment. But the final grade I will give you will be based on your on-site drawing skills. If you fail the class, you can directly retake it , there is no possibility of making up the exam.”

Teacher Sun pushed the black-rimmed glasses, then picked up a textbook on the podium, and said to everyone: "Let me introduce again, the textbooks used by the students today are also written by me. I will teach you to draw the best." Congenital talismans", as for those "acquired talismans" that pay special attention to rituals, we don't need to learn."

"Let's take a few minutes to introduce the theoretical knowledge of spells to you. As the saying goes, if you don't know how to draw a charm, you will make ghosts and gods laugh; if you know how to draw a charm, you will make ghosts scream. orifice". The second part is about the congenital talisman that requires a stroke of luck, that is, the so-called "a little aura is a talisman", so how to stimulate the aura..."

Lin Ze sat down and listened to the class carefully, straightened his back, held a ballpoint pen, and kept drawing and writing in his notebook, showing the attitude of a typical good student.

Ji Chengfeng sat beside him, propping his chin with one hand, tilting his head sideways, slightly hooking the corners of his lips, squinting his eyes to look at him, like a half-asleep male fox, tightly circled himself prey.

Obviously, he didn't listen to the lecture at all.

Lin Ze felt his gaze, but he didn't turn his head. He tried his best to restrain his beating heart, and continued to listen to the class with a straight face, but his face was hot with embarrassment.

"...Spells are divided into ten levels. The higher the level, the rarer it is. So far, the teacher can only draw spells below level six. Well, that's all for the theoretical knowledge. If the library understands, you can also try to create a new spell.”

"Today, let's teach you how to draw the simplest evil talisman. Although this is a first-level talisman, it is still difficult for you beginners, so it doesn't matter if you can't draw it in this class. A good talisman painter is not useless." With hundreds of thousands of talismans, it is impossible to succeed at one time, so everyone should experience it."

After finishing speaking, Teacher Sun picked up the chalk on the podium, turned around, and drew a spell smoothly on the podium with a "shua--".

"Let me demonstrate. In the process of drawing a character, pay attention to the input of aura into the pen tip, and make it smooth."

Mr. Sun circled the key points in several places of the spell: "Especially these places are the nodes of the spell. In the process of transferring the strokes, we need to increase the input of spiritual power."

"Input spiritual power should also pay attention to the proportion, not too much, not too little, drawing symbols is like building a house, you must pay attention to balance, the spiritual power of the nodes must be able to support the entire house, but it must not be top-heavy."

After Mr. Sun spoke dryly, he left a sentence: "Okay, let's start practicing." This ended the beginning of this class.

He took out a pot of fat sea from under the podium, gulped it down a few times, and then felt a little more comfortable, then moved a chair, the old god sat on the side of the podium, half-closed his eyes, and began to close his eyes to rest.

It seems that Mr. Sun is going to wait for everyone to draw almost, and then go down to inspect.

After listening to the teacher's explanation, I carefully observed the "evil talisman" on the blackboard for a while.

Lin Ze held the brush in his hand, dipped in the cinnabar, held his breath, and began to draw symbols.

To be honest, he felt a little lucky. When he was a child, he had learned brushes in the Children's Palace for several years, and practiced them from time to time later, so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself now.

As the vermilion pen fell tremblingly on the yellow talisman paper, for an instant, Lin Ze felt the spiritual energy in his body surge up. They gushed out from the dantian, led to the fingers, and then flowed out along the tip of the pen, like a river rushing into the sea.

Such feelings are indeed novel and indescribable.

Lin Ze was inexplicably excited, and his fingers trembled slightly. Suddenly, a small red dot appeared on the talisman paper, and the feeling of spiritual energy surging in his body was immediately interrupted.

Looking up again, I saw a layer of scorched black marks immediately appearing on the edge of the yellow talisman paper.

——This talisman is considered useless.

Lin Ze stared, now he clearly understood the difficulty of drawing amulets, but the desire to successfully draw a talisman was even stronger.

Taking out another piece of talisman paper, flattening it and placing it on the table, Lin Ze was not at all discouraged, raised the vermilion pen again, and began to write seriously.

"Shua—" A piece of talisman paper was scorched.

"Shua—" Two pieces of talisman paper were scorched.

"Shua—" five talisman papers were scorched.

……

Time passed by bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, half of this class was already over, but Lin Ze still failed to draw a successful "evil warding talisman".

The closest to success, the last stroke has been drawn, but unfortunately, somehow, the talisman paper is still destroyed.

Lin Ze felt a little regretful in his heart. He let out a long breath, put aside his pen, held his right hand in his left hand, turned his stiff wrist around, and looked around, wanting to see how other students drew.

Looking at it this way, it gave him a little comfort.

There are very few students in the class who have successfully drawn the last stroke. Most of them just burnt the talisman paper as soon as they put down the pen, just like when he was inexperienced at the beginning.

"Hey, it seems that I'm not too bad..." Lin Ze grinned, and his mood relaxed a lot.

At this time, Teacher Sun walked down from the podium, came to the students one by one, and personally supervised and taught them.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ze just relaxed and became a little nervous again. He didn't want to draw a ghostly symbol and be criticized by the teacher.

"Hey...Ji Chengfeng! Why are you still playing games!" At this moment, Lin Ze was planning to find foreign aid. He leaned his head over, only to find that Ji Chengfeng was having a great time playing with his mobile phone. , could not help feigning anger and reprimanding.

Ji Cheng didn't raise his head, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Did you draw the spell well?" Lin Ze stared at him suspiciously.

Ji Chengfeng put down his phone helplessly, took out a "evil warding talisman" from the corner of the table, held the talisman between his slender fingers, and shook it in front of Lin Ze's eyes: "You mean this?"

"You finished it? I haven't even seen you draw a talisman!" Lin Ze's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly reached out to snatch it away. "Show it to me, and I'll learn it too..."

"Eh? What the hell is this talisman drawn by you! Why is it different from the one demonstrated on the blackboard..." Lin Ze looked at the evil spirit talisman drawn by Ji Chengfeng, rubbed his chin, and felt strange. This talisman looked terrible. Much more complicated.

Ji Chengfeng didn't take it seriously, and his voice came lightly, "After all, the seventh-level talisman is different from the first-level talisman."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Lin Ze almost choked himself to death. He almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, "What... what!? Seventh-level talisman?"

He began to replay Teacher Sun's introduction to the spell in his mind.

"Spells are divided into ten levels. The higher the level, the rarer it is. Among them, the tenth-level charms only exist in legends. They are real fairy treasures, which are hard to find in the world; the ninth and eighth-level charms only appeared in historical materials. The powerful spells of ancient cultivation...the seventh-level spells are the treasures of today's cultivation world. I was lucky enough to see one of them. It is full of spiritual power, the structure of the spell is complex, and its power is astonishing. It is really amazing..."

I still remember that when Mr. Sun mentioned that talisman, the intoxicated expression on his face was like seeing a peerless beauty, and his face was full of envy and hatred, just like watching a peerless beauty marry someone else...

Lin Ze's face was slightly stiff, and his hand holding the talisman was trembling. Could it be that the priceless talisman Mr. Sun said was in his hand...

"..."