Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

The only thing she gave was perhaps a little bit.

The embarrassment of "not being able to find a teacher".

As for this little bit of face, how much is it worth? A few spirit stones? Wait until she successfully establishes her foundation.

In this Qingfeng Market, who would dare to disrespect her?

There have been many discerning people in the market over the years, and this relationship is not necessarily something that no one has seen through.

However, it was out of consideration for Master Mo Chen's mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation level.

She and her father's power were both tacitly aware of each other's influence.

Su Qianxue gently placed a glistening white piece on the chessboard, positioning it at a crucial point.

"Master, the time is approaching, it's time for your disciple to make my appearance."

She rose gracefully, bowed to Master Mo Chen, then turned and quietly left through the back door.

Master Mochen stood alone facing the chessboard, lost in thought for a long time.

Looking at that white piece that had already determined the outcome,

In the end, he could only slowly put down the black chess piece he was holding, letting out a soft sigh that was both helpless and tinged with admiration:

"A brilliant move."

He gazed at the empty doorway, his eyes distant. "It seems I really am getting old."

Lin Zhao sat quietly in the corner for about half an hour.

They watched with detached indifference as Liu Yifeng skillfully maneuvered among the crowd, chatting and laughing.

This person is indeed highly skilled and adept at social interaction.

In just a short while, a number of young cultivators gathered around him.

His words subtly implied that he was the leader, and he was the most popular person around.

Just as the atmosphere inside was getting more and more heated, a slight commotion suddenly came from the entrance.

"Fairy Su has arrived!"

Someone let out a soft exclamation, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, sparking a flurry of discussion.

Lin Zhao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure in pure white gracefully enter.

Su Qianxue wore a moon-white gauze dress, without any makeup, her black hair loosely tied up with only an elegant white jade hairpin.

She wore no superfluous accessories, yet possessed an air of cool elegance.

Her eyebrows and eyes were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her skin was as white as snow, yet she possessed a natural aloofness that made people dare not profane her.

Her appearance seemed to carry an invisible aura.

The cultivators who had been surrounding Liu Yifeng immediately dispersed, their attention drawn to him.

She didn't exchange pleasantries with anyone, but simply walked straight through the crowd.

Wherever they went, the conversations unconsciously quieted down.

In the blink of an eye, most of the nearly one hundred cultivators in the courtyard were looking at her.

The warm smile on Liu Yifeng's face was like a spring breeze.

He froze for a fleeting, almost imperceptible moment, then quickly regained his composure.

He stepped forward a few paces, cupped his hands in greeting, and was about to speak.

However, Su Qianxue seemed completely oblivious, her gaze never wavering.

She walked straight to the front row, sat down comfortably on an empty cushion, and then closed her beautiful eyes.

Calm your mind and regulate your breathing, shutting out all surrounding sounds.

She is the daughter of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and her own cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Among the people present, there was indeed no need for her to actively befriend anyone.

Time slowly passed in the tense wait.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure, vast as the sea and profound as a mountain, poured out like mercury.

It silently enveloped the entire courtyard.

Everyone perked up, unconsciously straightening their backs and holding their breath.

A streak of black light flashed from the depths of the courtyard.

It landed silently on the jade platform.

As the light faded, the figure of Master Mochen was revealed.

He had white hair and a black robe, an ancient face, gentle and peaceful eyes, and a harmonious and restrained aura that was unfathomable.

His gaze slowly swept across the audience, and all those whose eyes fell upon him felt a gentle yet irresistible scrutinizing power.

"The talisman is the principle of heaven and earth, contained within a small space."

Master Mo Chen spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying a peculiar rhythm.

He extended his right index finger, but the tip of his finger did not touch any spiritual ink; he simply drew a line in the air.

As he moved, faintly glowing spiritual patterns appeared out of thin air.

It flowed and combined at his fingertips as if it had a life of its own.

Drawing talismans in the void is something only a second-tier talisman master can do.

"Watch closely."

As he lowered his pen, a basic fiery serpent pattern flowed smoothly out.

"Spiritual energy output must be uniform and consistent; here..."

He paused slightly as his brushstrokes reached the turning point of the rune.

"Spiritual energy should be like a stream encountering a rock, gathering momentum briefly before calmly turning around. Most failures are due to the loss of control of spiritual energy during the turning point."

This section explains the most challenging part of talisman drawing, requiring the most patience and control.

Next, he demonstrated how to draw the Vajra Talisman.

The pen tip outlined intricate defensive patterns. "Here, the patterns overlap, and spiritual energy needs to be injected in layers, one layer to stabilize, and then another layer on top."

The divine sense must closely follow the tip of the brush, constantly sensing the flow and balance of spiritual energy within the talisman paper.

This explanation covers the techniques for controlling the spiritual energy layering and structure of complex runes.

He put down his talisman brush and picked up a completed "Swift Travel Talisman".

"After the talisman is completed, you can nurture it with your own divine sense for a while."

This allows the spiritual energy to completely merge with the talisman. Doing this step correctly can increase the talisman's power by nearly ten percent.

This is a guide to nurturing the spirit after it has been sealed.

Finally, he concluded: "Techniques can be practiced, and materials can be chosen."

However, the essence of the Dao of Talismans lies in the precise control of one's own spiritual power and divine sense.

Once you get back, don't try to draw high-level runes; first, practice the basic runes.

"Once you can maintain a continuous flow of spiritual energy and keep your spiritual patterns straight even with your eyes closed, then we can talk about a breakthrough."

This explanation thoroughly dissected the intricacies of talisman drawing.

The many talisman masters in the audience felt as if they had been enlightened, and even Lin Zhao felt that he had benefited greatly.

Following this, Master Mochen went on to explain and demonstrate several common first-tier mid-to-high-grade talismans.

They were all drawing in the void using spiritual energy while simultaneously analyzing the key points within.

Interspersed throughout are many of his unique handling techniques.

And the secret art of drawing talismans in the void.

Everyone listened with rapt attention, completely absorbed in the Dao of Talismans.

The three hours of sermon passed by unnoticed.

When Master Mo Chen's voice abruptly stopped, everyone seemed to awaken from a dream.

They all rose and bowed deeply toward the altar, expressing their heartfelt admiration.

Master Mochen remained seated and accepted the bow with composure.

However, after the ceremony, no one left the courtyard on their own.

Lin Zhao was puzzled when a kind-looking older cultivator next to him chuckled softly, "Young brother, is this your first time here?"

Don't rush, the next "classic segment" is the most important part.

Before the words were even finished, Su Qianxue in the front row gracefully stood up and took three steps forward.

He bowed solemnly in the direction of Master Mo Chen.

A clear and firm voice echoed distinctly in the silent courtyard: "Disciple Su Qianxue sincerely admires the Venerable One's Dao of Talismans."

"I wish to become a disciple of the Master, to diligently cultivate myself, and to serve him faithfully. I humbly hope that the Master will have the compassion to accept me as a disciple!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yifeng on the other side suddenly stepped forward, right in front of everyone,

He immediately knelt down on both knees with a "thump," his voice filled with urgency and pleading: "This junior, Liu Yifeng, also yearns for the supreme master's profound talismanic arts..."

I humbly request to be accepted as a disciple, to follow the Venerable One, and to diligently cultivate myself.

This kneeling posture, so humble, immediately stunned everyone present.

Immediately, as if receiving some kind of signal, more than ten quick-witted young cultivators exchanged glances.

They all followed suit, kneeling down in unison, all saying, "Please accept me as your disciple."