Fairy Eye

"Brother Han, don't be angry, I misspoke!" Seeing Han Lin's expression, Tang Chuan understood that Han Lin was not a heartless person, and quickly corrected himself.

"That's more like it." Han Lin smiled and walked into the inner courtyard side by side with Tang Chuan.

Tang Chuan opened a door on the east side, lit a lamp, and invited Han Lin to sit at the round table.

"Brother Han, please don't be offended. I didn't expect to meet you today, so I wasn't prepared at all."

"It's alright. Brother Tang called me over, so he must have something important to say. Just tell me what you need to do, and I'll do my best to help."

There are many disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, but few can actually speak with him.

Han Lin also cherishes these people.

As he spoke, he slowly took off his straw hat.

Tang Chuan was about to speak when he suddenly paused, "Brother Han, your face..."

"Thanks to my master, he has cured me," Han Lin explained with a smile.

"I see, congratulations, Brother Han." Tang Chuan quickly clasped his hands in congratulations, but felt a pang of sadness in his heart. His ancestors had dedicated themselves to the Guiyuan Sect for generations, yet they had not received any care from the sect.

But he quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts, paused for a moment, and then mustered his courage to say, "Brother Han, actually, I invited you here today because I have a favor to ask of you."

"What is it?"

"I... I'd like to borrow some mid-grade spirit talismans from you..." Tang Chuan said, bowing his head.

"How much do you want?" Han Lin sensed that Tang Chuan seemed very preoccupied today, but since the other party didn't say, he didn't press further.

"Fifty, fifty sheets, is that alright?"

"Fifty sheets?"

Han Lin frowned. "What do you need so many mid-grade spirit talismans for? If you're short of money, I can lend you some contribution points. What do you think?"

Tang Chuan shook his head and said, "No, I just want a mid-grade spirit talisman. I plan to go out and train. Even if you lend me contribution points, I'll use them to buy spirit talismans."

"Oh, so you're out on a training trip." Han Lin breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"That's possible."

"Brother Han, you've agreed?"

"Hmm, but I don't have it right now. How about you wait for me tonight and come to courtyard number four to get it tomorrow morning?"

He had just bought some beast blood; although not a lot, it should be enough to make fifty mid-grade spirit talismans.

"Okay, thank you very much, Brother Han." Hearing Han Lin say this, Tang Chuan immediately felt relieved.

After that, the two stopped talking about the matter and started chatting about other things.

Tang Chuan told Han Lin that he had spent most of his time outside doing missions over the past year, and although he worked diligently, he hadn't earned much money.

He barely managed to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining by secretly cultivating while doing missions.

When Tang Chuan asked Han Lin about it, Han Lin told him that he had chosen to learn talisman making from the beginning. After many failures, he finally made some progress and was lucky enough to pass the Talisman King test and be accepted as a disciple by the Sixth Elder.

It sounds easy, but Tang Chuan felt that Han Lin had probably suffered a lot along the way.

The two chatted for about half an hour. Seeing that the other party's mood was gradually dropping, Han Lin worried that if they continued talking, his "success" would only exacerbate Tang Chuan's sadness. So he took the initiative to say goodbye and returned to Courtyard No. 504.

Even after he entered the Northern Territory, the sect did not reclaim this courtyard.

Everything inside remains the same, except that no one has lived here for a long time, and many places are covered in dust.

Han Lin entered the room, released the Heavenly Realm, and began to get busy.

As before, he used the Blood Spirit Bowl to refine over sixty catties of mid-level beast blood.

In the end, they only obtained about six pounds of high-quality beast blood.

"That's about enough." Although there wasn't much high-quality beast blood, Han Lin was still quite confident.

As expected, although it weighed less than six jin, it was of extremely high quality and was eventually all successfully engraved, yielding a total of fifty-eight mid-grade golden knife talismans.

Han Lin put away his talisman-making tools, then took out the miscellaneous books he had just bought and began to read them.

In recent years, he has been busy making talismans and cultivating, and knows very little about other unorthodox cultivation knowledge. Although these books contain the most basic unorthodox knowledge, they have enlightened Han Lin and broadened his knowledge considerably.

In particular, his knowledge of the hundred solutions to restrictions and his encounters with talismans gave him a preliminary understanding of the blood talisman in his mind.

According to the "Hundred Solutions to Restrictions," his blood talisman should be a kind of soul restriction.

This restriction is extremely cruel. Not only can it control the life and death of others with a single thought, but after death, the soul is scattered and there is no chance of reincarnation.

Reincarnation is something many spiritual practitioners believe in.

They believe that after death, especially for spiritual practitioners, there is an afterlife.

However, 99% of people are unable to awaken their past life memories, so they don't know who they were in their previous lives.

Therefore, many people can accept death, but they are quite afraid of the phrase "the soul is scattered".

However, this restriction is not a panacea.

First, there is a prerequisite: the person who has been placed under the restriction must be within the range of one's divine sense in order to activate it.

If it exceeds this range, then it will be invalid.

There are only two possibilities to lift this restriction.

The first possibility is that the caster actively cancels the spell. This is essentially unmentioned; if the other party is truly willing to cancel, Han Lin wouldn't need to worry so much.

The second possibility is that the restriction will dissipate immediately after the caster dies.

This is also an almost impossible thing.

Not to mention that the Bloodthirsty Old Monster was powerful, he couldn't beat him at all.

Even if they could beat him, they wouldn't dare to fight him head-on.

Otherwise, if the other party activates the restriction the moment they meet, they might not even know how they died.

"...No, that's not right."

"If we can't do it head-on, can't we do it secretly?"

Han Lin suddenly thought of a solution: "Since the restriction cannot be activated outside the range of divine sense, why don't I just stay far away from him and then have someone deal with him?"

Upon realizing this possibility, Han Lin suddenly laughed, "Hehe, as expected, there's always a way out!"

"As the saying goes, 'People die for money, birds die for food.' As long as I can afford it, I can always find a powerful person to lend a helping hand, right?"

"Okay, let's do it this way!"

With a plan in mind, Han Lin's mood instantly improved.

After flipping through a few other miscellaneous books, he went to bed satisfied.

The next morning.

Han Lin got up, tidied up, and then brewed tea in the courtyard to wait for Tang Chuan's arrival.

After waiting for about the time it takes to eat a meal, and when we were almost full from drinking tea, the wind chimes in the corridor finally started to chime.

He went out and opened the courtyard gate, and sure enough, it was Tang Chuan. He then invited him into the house.

Tang Chuan could tell at a glance that Han Lin had been waiting for him for a long time, and immediately expressed his deep apologies.

Han Lin didn't mind, and with a smile handed over a thick stack of talismans: "Brother Tang, use these talismans sparingly; they should last you for a while!"

"Thank you, Brother Han." Tang Chuan held the talisman, his eyes brimming with tears of gratitude.

He then took out a rectangular carved jade pendant and handed it to Han Lin, saying, "Brother Han, I have no way to repay your great kindness. This was left to me by my parents. I don't think I will need it anymore, so I'm giving it to you to repay your kindness."

"Brother Tang, what are you doing? Didn't I say that you can return these talismans if you can, and if you can't, then forget it. I don't lack this little bit of money. By doing this, aren't you putting me in an unjust position?" Han Lin frowned upon seeing this, somewhat displeased.