Chapter 94.
Within the quiet room, Wang Chen sat cross-legged.
A whole day had already passed, and the immense pressure of killing a Purple Mansion’s first grandson, who could die at any time, not only did not destroy Wang Chen’s will, but instead solidified his childishly weak dao heart.
He hid in the underground chamber and didn’t sit around waiting for fate to decide.
Instead, he scrambled to improve himself.
At this moment, Wang Chen was reviewing the battle from yesterday.
Although he had won big with one against four, it didn’t mean that there were no lessons to be gained.
If you don’t forget the past, you can learn from the future!
Repeatedly thinking back and scrutinizing, Wang Dust felt that there were multiple factors that contributed to his victory in this fierce battle.
The first was the opponent’s gullibility.
When he was initially intercepted by the gray-clothed cultivator, he showed his weakness and relied on the outer appearance of the fourth level of qi cultivation mana disguised by the Breath Convergence Technique, so that the other party did not have much to be on guard.
As for the three people including the first grandson of the Purple Mansion, they were even more arrogant and domineering.
Therefore, Wang Dust’s outburst immediately caught the other party off guard.
Otherwise, there was no possibility of winning!
The lesson for Wang Dust is that no enemy should be taken lightly, even if the other party looks weak.
The Spiritual Sight Technique had to be brushed up to the Grandmaster level, and the Breath Convergence Technique had to be Grandmaster level as well.
In short, not letting the opponent see through the bottom, one must be clear about the enemy’s strength!
Secondly, talismans were very powerful in battle, especially effective for sneak attacks.
Of the four cultivators, three were killed by the Meteorite Fire Talisman.
The fact that Wang Dust used talismans to make up for the lack of battle power proved to be completely correct.
However, the disadvantages of magic talismans were also obvious.
Once they encountered a powerful protective talisman, they were powerless.
If Wang Chuan had not had a flash of inspiration at that time and used the Patriarchal Mudstone Technique to strongly break through the opponent’s protective rock armor, I’m afraid that by now, he would have already fled the Outer Regions and be wanted and hunted down by the Purple Mansion Clan and the Yunyang Sect!
But in terms of elementary talisman making, he had already brushed his skills to a very high level.
The power of the magic talisman carried on talisman paper was close to its limit, and there wasn’t much room for improvement.
As for the higher level talisman making skills, they required the top level of Qi cultivation or even Purple Mansion cultivation in order to be mastered and utilized!
Then was there no way to think about it?
Not really!
Although Wang Chen had not practiced the talisman way for a very long time, relying on the Immortal Cultivation Panel to open up, today he had already stood at an extremely high level.
A Grandmaster, the master of a sect, is by no means comparable to a Craftsman!
Wang Dust’s biggest problem was that his skill level had risen too quickly, and in order to deal with the crises that kept appearing, he was just focusing on brushing up his proficiency, and didn’t have the time to settle down and research.
And now that he was trapped in the secret room, it instead allowed him to sink his mind and start digging into the mysteries of the Patriarch-level talisman making technique.
As his mind wandered, an aura flashed in Wang Chen’s mind, and countless ideas about talismans surfaced.
This was precisely the ability that the Patriarch-level Talisman Making Art had given him, but had never been truly utilized!
At this moment, Wang Chen had forgotten about his own situation.
The realization that “one can die at night after hearing the Tao” made him happy and mesmerized!
One day, two days, three days ……
Wang Chen’s enlightenment of the Sovereign Master lasted for three whole days.
For four days, Wang Chuan did not step out of his house, in addition to regularly coming up to retrieve and place the mandarin ducks mirror, he basically hid in the secret room of the third underground floor.
As a result, not even a rat came to his door!
From this, Wang Chen deduced that he estimated, probably, probably dodged a bullet.
Otherwise, with the power of the Purple Mansion Family and the Yunyang Sect, once they discovered the clues, it was impossible for them to remain untouched for such a long time.
Realizing this, Wang Dust hurriedly went out at sunrise to clean up the weeds in the spirit field.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t spare the output of the ten acres of spirit field.
Rather, if someone found out that his family’s spiritual field had not been taken care of for a long time, then the neighbors would definitely report to the Guardian Office.
At that time, the guardhouse would send people over to investigate, and even call on the soul cards to find his whereabouts.
That would be troublesome!
Fortunately, Wang Chen only has ten acres of spiritual fields, and now that his strength has soared, the weeds that have grown for four days, although quite a lot, did not make him spend too much effort on them.
Finished going back to the secret room to continue to meticulously.
After a few more days, as usual, safe and sound.
Wang dust finally determined that he really did not expose, can still be a cultivation of spiritual fields of the outer door of the small cultivator.
He doesn’t have to leave everything behind to die in the outer world!
As for Lu De Fang, after this battle, Wang Chuan was even more fearless.
At the same time, his Enlightenment of the Sect Master had initial results.
……
Still inside the secret room.
Concentrating on his concentration, Wang Chen lifted his right arm and brought his index and middle fingers together, stabbing forward with his sword point.
His fingertips were flooded with points of spiritual light.
With the rotation of his arm and wrist, he drew a True Seal Symbol diagram in the air in the blink of an eye.
Three characters were hooked into a shape, and the virtual drawing became a talisman!
“Blast!”
In the next moment, Wang Chen opened his hand into a palm and suddenly slapped it forward.
The talisman that had just been finger-drawn instantly transformed into a hot ball of fire that roared and blasted against the wall in front of him!
Boom!
Accompanied by a muffled sound, the sturdy chamber shook violently, dropping quite a bit of dust.
It was done!
This Meteoric Fire Talisman, which required no talisman paper, talisman pen, or talisman ink, and relied entirely on its own mana to draw out in vain, had already been successfully cultivated by Wang Chen, and its power was quite remarkable.
Finger painting the void, condensing Qi into a talisman, is the unique technique of talisman cultivators to cast spells.
The talisman cultivators who were able to master this technique were all geniuses with outstanding enlightenment!
Wang Chen was not a talisman cultivator specializing in the Talisman Dao, nor did he have any masters or seniors to consult.
He relied entirely on the spiritual thoughts generated by his Grandmaster-level talisman-making technique to comprehend this amazing technique on his own.
Because there was no need for a carrier, there was theoretically no upper limit to the power of the “finger talisman”.
It was only limited by the cultivation strength of the caster!
The Meteorite Fireball that Wang Chuan had just struck was much more lethal than the paper-drawn Meteorite Fire Talisman.
The rock wall that had just been blasted to pieces was the best proof!
Of course, there are also drawbacks to finger charms.
For example, the “forward swing” time was a bit long, and only one could be cast at a time.
But the greater power was enough to make up for these shortcomings, and there was still room for improvement!
In fact, in addition to the “Finger Charm”, Wang Chen had also researched the “Blood Charm” technique.
However, the power of the “Blood Charm” was much stronger, and it was not suitable for use in underground chambers.
Dang!
At this moment, the sound of the Fixed Sun Bell that originated from the Stargazing Pavilion of Cloud Mountain City entered Wang Chuan’s ears.
Dang! Dang! Dang~
Even though he was thirty feet deep underground, he could still hear the sound from this third-ranked magic treasure.
Although it wasn’t as clear as if he could hear it on the ground, as usual.
However, it was different from the usual.
This time, the sound of the Fixed Sun Bell did not convey information about the hour and rang twenty-four times one after another!
The successive bell sounds revived Wang Chen’s deeply hidden memories.
It dawned on him.
The Yunyang Sect’s annual Ancestor Sacrifice Ceremony was about to begin!