Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 8: Crazy Talisman Making
Lin Fan returned to his courtyard with full of expectations. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he couldn't wait to take out the two top-level magic weapons from his storage bag - the Star-Breaking Sword and the Hunyuan Shield.

He first found an open space in the middle of the yard, sat cross-legged, and placed the Star-Breaking Sword in front of him.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and streams of spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and wrapped around the Star-Breaking Sword.

The runes on the sword gradually lit up with the infusion of spiritual power, emitting a mysterious and dazzling light.

Lin Fan closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on communicating with the Star-Breaking Sword, trying to imprint his spiritual consciousness into the sword.

At first, the Star-Breaking Sword seemed to be resisting, the sword body trembled slightly, and the light of spiritual power flickered.

But Lin Fan was not discouraged. He kept adjusting the output of spiritual power and the penetration of spiritual consciousness, muttering to himself and chanting ancient sacrificial spells.

As time went by, the Star-Breaking Sword gradually calmed down and began to actively absorb Lin Fan's spiritual power, and the connection between the two became closer and closer.

After several days, through Lin Fan's unremitting efforts, the refining of the Star-Breaking Sword was finally completed.

At this moment, the Star-Breaking Sword shone with a restrained glow, and runes moved across the sword like living things, emitting a sharp aura, as if announcing its extraordinary nature to the world.

Lin Fan joyfully grasped the Star-Breaking Sword, stood up, and with a slight flick of his wrist, a stream of sword energy instantly shot out from the tip of the sword, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and leaving a deep sword mark directly on the opposite courtyard wall.

He tried to perform several sword moves. The Star-Breaking Sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, agile and deadly. Every swing could cause the surrounding spiritual power to vibrate. The sword shadow flashed and the power was astonishing.

Then, Lin Fan turned his attention to the Hunyuan Shield. He sat cross-legged again and began to cultivate the Hunyuan Shield.

Unlike the Star-Breaking Sword, the refining of the Hunyuan Shield is more complicated. It requires Lin Fan to evenly distribute his spiritual consciousness on every inch of the shield to activate its hidden defensive runes and formations.

Lin Fan carefully controlled his spiritual consciousness, as if weaving a fine net, covering the Hunyuan Shield.

During the ritual, the Hunyuan Shield emitted a dull humming sound from time to time, and the halo on its surface flickered, as if testing Lin Fan's patience and perseverance.

But Lin Fan overcame the difficulties step by step with his unwavering willpower and profound spiritual power.

Finally, the Hunyuan Shield was successfully refined.

At this time, the Hunyuan Shield exuded an ancient and heavy atmosphere, and the halo on the shield surface was like a layer of indestructible armor, flowing endlessly.

Lin Fan picked up the Hunyuan Shield and injected spiritual power into it. In an instant, the shield grew larger, covering his entire body.

He tried to attack the Hunyuan Shield with the Star-Breaking Sword, but there was a sound of metal clashing, and the attack of the Star-Breaking Sword was easily blocked by the Hunyuan Shield. The powerful impact only made Lin Fan take a few steps back.

However, the Hunyuan Shield remained motionless, and even converted part of the impact force into spiritual power, feeding it back to Lin Fan to replenish the spiritual power he had consumed.

Lin Fan was extremely satisfied with the performance of the two magical weapons. He kept trying out their various functions in the yard.

Sometimes he used the Star-Breaking Sword to launch a long-range attack, and sometimes he used the Hunyuan Shield to defend and counterattack.

I also tried to use the two together to explore more combat techniques.

In the yard, spiritual energy flickered, sword energy was everywhere, and shield shadows were everywhere.

Lin Fan was so immersed in controlling the magic weapon that he was completely unaware of the passage of time.

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At this moment, Lin Fan thought of the Ascension Conference again.

He knew very well that the Ascension Conference adopted a round-robin format, which was a huge test of the contestants' endurance and resource reserves.

He felt that if he could prepare a sufficient number of primary and high-level talismans, he would be able to easily get a spot with just these talismans.

After all, in a fierce battle, talismans, a one-time powerful attack method, can often have unexpected effects.

So, Lin Fan stopped practicing the magic weapon and instead devoted all his energy to making talismans.

He placed the talisman paper, cinnabar and other materials he had purchased before in front of him one by one, and then his eyes focused on the talisman paper, cinnabar and talisman pen in front of him.

After all, he had drawn many talismans before, so Lin Fan had accumulated a lot of experience and his movements were quite skillful.

He was seen holding the talisman pen, dipping it in cinnabar, and then writing on the talisman paper. Lines containing spiritual power gradually took shape on the talisman paper.

However, it is not so easy to draw this basic high-level talisman successfully.

Although Lin Fan has experience, his success rate is pitifully low. He often draws forty or fifty pictures in one go, but only one of them succeeds by chance.

Looking at the pile of failed talisman papers, Lin Fan shook his head helplessly, sighing in his heart that these primary and high-level talismans were indeed difficult to deal with.

But when I think about the Ascension Conference that is just around the corner, if I can shine at the conference with the help of these talismans, then all the suffering I am enduring now will be worth it.

So, Lin Fan gritted his teeth, picked up the talisman pen again, and started a new round of drawing. His determined eyes seemed to be telling himself.

Even if the success rate is low, as long as you try more, you can always accumulate enough primary and high-level talismans to deal with the upcoming Ascension Conference.

Time passed slowly, and a year passed quietly. During this year, Lin Fan devoted almost all his energy to making talismans.

During this period, Lin Fan went to the market several times to replenish materials, and each time he spent a lot of spirit stones to buy a considerable amount of talisman paper and cinnabar.

He struggled forward on the path of talisman making, and despite countless failures, he never gave up.

After long efforts and countless attempts, Lin Fan could only barely produce fifty or sixty basic high-level talismans.

Lin Fan carefully counted the talismans he had on hand and pondered in his mind.

Now he had eighty to ninety primary and high-level talismans, and two hundred primary and mid-level talismans. He thought that with these, as long as they were used properly, it should be enough to get a spot in the Ascension Conference.

As for the more than a thousand primary and elementary talismans, they are of no great help to me now. Keeping them just takes up space, so it would be better to exchange them for something useful.

After making up his mind, Lin Fan brought these primary and elementary talismans to the market.

The market town was as bustling as ever, with all kinds of shouting and bargaining sounds intertwined together, making it particularly noisy yet full of vitality.

Lin Fan first walked into a magic weapon shop that looked quite reliable and explained his purpose to the shopkeeper.

After inspecting the elementary and low-level talismans, the shopkeeper smiled with satisfaction and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, the quality of these talismans is quite good. Although they are only elementary and low-level, there are quite a lot of them."

I can exchange some blank talisman paper and cinnabar with you, what do you think?

When Lin Fan heard this, he thought it was exactly what he wanted and nodded in agreement immediately.

Afterwards, he visited several shops in succession and did the same thing, selling all the more than a thousand primary and elementary talismans he had.

After a busy period, Lin Fan reaped a rich harvest, in exchange for several large bundles of blank talisman paper and dozens of boxes of high-quality cinnabar.

He looked at the new materials and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

After being busy for so long, Lin Fan decided to give himself a break and have a good rest for a few days.

In the past few days, he basked in the sun leisurely in the courtyard every day, recuperating his body and mind which were slightly tired from making talismans for a long time, and gradually restored his condition to the best.

After resting, Lin Fan began to pack up everything.

He first carefully wiped clean all the tools in the house that were used to draw talismans, such as talisman pens, cinnabar boxes, etc., and then put them into the storage bag in an orderly manner.

Then, he carefully placed the talismans he had made earlier in a specific compartment of the storage bag to ensure that they would not be damaged in any way.

Looking around the entire courtyard, Lin Fan remembered that the spiritual herbs he had planted here before had all been pulled out by him long ago.

After all, those spiritual herbs are rare resources for cultivation and cannot be thrown away here at will.

Today, the courtyard has returned to its original appearance when it was rented. It is empty, with nothing else except a few rooms.

Lin Fan stood in the center of the courtyard, feeling a little emotional. Although the days of living and practicing here were hard, they were also full of hope and expectation. Now that he was about to leave, he felt a little reluctant.

However, when he thought of the upcoming Ascension Conference, his eyes became firm again, and he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Lin Fan knew very well that he had been quite generous in purchasing various cultivation resources in the market in recent years.

Although he disguised himself most of the time when he went out, the world of immortal cultivation was vast and contained countless miraculous skills and secrets. No one could tell whether someone could see through his disguise and secretly target him.

Therefore, Lin Fan was extremely cautious when leaving Tainanfang City this time.

He disguised himself carefully again, making sure his face was flawless, and blended into the crowd in the market.

As the crowd slowly moved, he observed the surrounding situation calmly, his eyes glancing around from time to time to watch out for any suspicious people following him.

After walking out of the market, the crowd gradually thinned out until there were almost no people around. Lin Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and performed the Wind Control Technique.

In an instant, a gentle wind surrounded him, and his body rose lightly into the air, rushing towards the predetermined direction.

Along the way, Lin Fan remained vigilant at all times. The sound of the wind whistled past his ears, but his spiritual awareness was like an invisible net, spreading out in all directions, detecting any possible danger.

Every time he passed through a forest, he would carefully observe whether there was any hidden aura in it.

Every time he crossed a river, he would keep an eye out for unknown threats lurking beneath the surface.

When he encounters some plains with a wide view, he will deliberately slow down to avoid being noticed by strong people in the distance.

In this way, Lin Fan hurried on his way carefully, not missing any details, and doing his best to ensure that he could reach his destination safely.

(End of this chapter)