Chapter 149 Invasion
The flames floated, the surrounding temperature increased a lot, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Lin Mu's forehead.
Lin Mu held the bronze round handle in his left hand and carefully controlled his spiritual power. The flame remained as stable as ever. He held the copper mallet in his right hand and slowly stirred it in the talisman mold. The slurry in the talisman mold gradually became thicker.
After simmering for an hour over a slow fire, the pulp in the talisman mold had become uniform and transparent, and the cyan liquid pulp exuded a faint light.
Lin Mu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. With a boost of spiritual power, a small hole suddenly appeared at the bottom of the talisman mold. A ball of cyan pulp slowly fell from the hole and dripped on the smooth bronze surface below.
As soon as the paper pulp landed on the bronze page, it quickly spread out in all directions like running water, covering the entire bronze page.
The pulp cooled quickly, and a piece of light cyan talisman paper took shape.
Lin Mu opened it gently, and a piece of light cyan, medium-thick paper appeared in Lin Mu's hand.
This is the seven-star paper!
The paper surface is smooth, the texture is slightly hard, it is warm and cool to the touch, and feels great to the touch!
With a smile on his face, Lin Mu took out a square table from his storage bag and placed the seven-star paper on the table.
Following the same pattern, Lin Mu continued to make seven-star paper slips from the paper pulp in the talisman mold. After one paper pulp was made, a total of fifty sheets were obtained.
Fifty pieces of seven-star paper were placed on the table, and there was a thick pile of them. The light blue paper was arranged neatly and looked pleasing to the eye.
Lin Mu looked at the seven-star paper, smiled, and nodded secretly, feeling extremely satisfied.
More than 100 seven-star grass can be used to make about fifty seven-star paper notes.
If calculated this way, he has more than 10,000 seven-star grasses, which is enough to produce at least five to six thousand seven-star paper notes!
Even though he couldn't guarantee that it would be produced successfully every time, he was still very confident about producing five thousand seven-star paper notes.
Five thousand!
Lin Mu felt excited just thinking about it. This meant that he would be able to make extremely large numbers of talismans in a short time!
Although his success rate in making the intermediate "Explosive Flame Talisman" is only 40%, if he really puts his mind to it and studies hard, he can definitely improve it a lot.
Even if it cannot be improved too much, these five thousand seven-star paper sheets can at least produce more than two thousand "Explosive Flame Talisman"!
Two thousand "Explosive Flame Talisman"!
When the Spirit Talisman Sect and the Blue Sea Sword Sect were fighting, they only used so many "Explosive Flame Talisman".
That battle was still fresh in Lin Mu's memory. Huaichun and Ning Ye died tragically. Thinking about it still makes her heart aching.
But human nature is like this, good and evil come from the heart. Qian Fuzi used three people as bait to destroy the Lanhai Sword Sect in one fell swoop, and Fu Zhuan played an indispensable role in it.
If Lin Mu had possessed a large number of talismans at that time, perhaps neither Huaichun nor Ning Ye would have died.
Of course, with Qian Fuzi's character, since he decided to give up on the three of them, he would never come out to attack Lanhai Jianmen until the three of them were dead. In that battle, three people were destined to die.
Fortunately, Lin Mu escaped with the Xuan Yue Pendant.
It was that experience that made Lin Mu determined to prepare a large number of trump cards at any time, whether it was to save his life or to seize treasures. The more strength he had, the more barrier his life would have.
More importantly, strong strength allows him to take the initiative and hold his destiny in his own hands, instead of watching the tragedy happen and being powerless.
If you want to achieve this, cultivation is one aspect. Magical weapons and talismans are equally important.
Relatively speaking, talismans are faster to produce and more powerful, but as a one-time consumable, the cost is also huge, and ordinary people simply cannot afford it.
Lin Mu now owns a spiritual field. It is not difficult to plant seven-star grass. With the talisman mold, he can make large quantities of seven-star paper. He also has no shortage of talisman pens and purple sand. The cost of making talisman seals is compared with others. Undoubtedly many times less.
Lin Mu stood outside the wooden house, not sleeping for more than ten days, and more than 10,000 seven-star grasses were consumed by him.
During the past half month, he has been making seven-star paper paper non-stop.
After running around for many days, he had not taken in any water, his complexion was sallow, his eyes were already bloodshot, and his body was extremely exhausted.
But when he saw the thick piles of seven-star paper covering the entire table, all these fatigues were immediately swept away, and a weak smile appeared on his face.
These seven-star grasses were the result of half a month's hard work. He didn't bother to rest and hurriedly counted the numbers. After counting, he was shocked.
There are fifty-six dozen in total, and each dozen contains one hundred cards, for a total of five thousand six hundred!
This is definitely the most paper he has ever owned!
Lin Mu put all these papers into his storage bag and walked towards a wooden house on the right.
When he came to the house, Lin Mu took out a straw mat from his storage bag, spread it on the ground, and slept with his clothes on.
Continuous hard work with little rest in between made him feel extremely tired. As soon as he lay down, he snored loudly.
Three days later, he woke up leisurely.
I got up and washed myself, with clean clothes all over my body. I suddenly felt refreshed and energetic.
Lin Mu came to the spiritual field. Sixteen acres of second-grade spiritual grass was already green. Lin Mu used the "Blue Water Technique" to rain on the spiritual grass again. These sixteen acres of spiritual land were his passion, and he took care of them extremely carefully.
The hut of Father Lin and Mother Lin was as quiet as ever. They were both meditating silently. Lin Mu did not come forward to disturb them.
After raining on the spiritual field outside once, Lin Mu entered the whirling moon space again and also rained on the spiritual grass in the whirling moon space.
The spiritual grass in the rotating moon space is already green, and its growth is much better than the spiritual grass outside.
After the rain was finished, Lin Mu smiled, said hello to Shitou, and then flashed out of the Xuanyue space.
When he came to the house, Lin Mu took out the square table, took out a dozen paper notes and put them on the table, and began to prepare to make talismans.
Lin Mu planned to make all the 5,600 seven-star paper notes into "Explosive Flame Talisman"!
The power of the intermediate-level talismans is almost the same. Lin Mu doesn't want to waste time learning other intermediate-level talismans, at least not now.
The power of the "Explosive Flame Talisman" is not bad among the intermediate-level talismans. Compared with the powerful "Golden Sword Talisman", it is much easier to make. If he learns to make the "Golden Sword Talisman" now, he will inevitably waste a lot of seven-star paper notes.
This is not cost-effective, it is better to make the "Explosive Flame Talisman" safely. With his current 40% success rate, he can also make a lot of "Explosive Flame Talisman".
Taking out the Yunyan pen and a bottle of purple sand, Lin Mu held the Yunyan pen in his hand, gently dipped some purple sand, input spiritual power into the pen, and began to slowly draw talismans.
The pale white tip of the Yunyan pen slid smoothly on the seven-star paper, and the lines drawn were slender and round, which looked very beautiful. Under the stimulation of spiritual power, the purple sand flashed a faint purple light, which contrasted with the light blue seven-star paper.
Three hours later, a complete "Explosive Flame Talisman" pattern was formed under Lin Mu's careful outline.
Lin Mu's consciousness moved, inputting consciousness into the "Explosive Flame Talisman", quickly finding the talisman heart, and leaving the traction consciousness on the talisman heart.
Lin Mu was already familiar with this work, and the traction consciousness was smoothly retained on the talisman heart. The next time he used it, Lin Mu only needed to use his consciousness to urge it, and he could freely control the direction of the "Explosive Flame Talisman" through the traction consciousness.
Putting this "Explosive Flame Talisman" on the table, Lin Mu took another seven-star paper from the table, dipped it in purple sand, held the Yunyan pen in his hand, and began to outline the pattern.
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Outside the Fog Lake, white fog filled the air.
A group of people flew on swords, flying towards the Mist Lake at high speed.
When they arrived at the lake, the group of people stopped their flight and stood by the lake in unison. There were no less than a hundred people!
The five people standing in the front were all in the Spiritual Silence Stage, and there were also fifty or sixty Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators behind them. There were not many Qi Refining Stage cultivators, only about forty people.
A blue-robed swordsman looked at the thick white fog with a solemn expression, and turned around and asked: "Congliang, is this the place?"
One of them hurriedly stepped forward and answered respectfully: "It is here, there is no mistake. Last time, my two brothers and I accidentally broke into this place and found that there was an island in the middle of the lake in the fog. This island is a paradise with a grade of up to three. The three of us were extremely happy and were about to take a closer look on the island, but suddenly thousands of water arrows suddenly attacked us. Caught off guard, Junior Brother Fang Yun was pierced in the heart by an arrow and died on the spot. Although Senior Brother Shi Teng and I reacted and used flying swords to resist in time, there were too many water arrows, densely packed, everywhere in the sky and on the ground, and there was no way to dodge. Senior Brother Shi Teng was hit by several arrows and bled all over. He made a quick decision to cover my escape, but he himself died under the arrows." Congliang said this, his face was kind and sad, and tears were shining in his eyes.
The blue-robed swordsman asked again: "Are those monsters really only first-level monsters?"
Congliang wiped away the tears from his eyes and choked up: "Disciple dare not lie, it is absolutely true. Before escaping, I saw that group of monsters, all gathered in the center of the island, all first-level monsters, about four or five hundred."
The blue-robed swordsman nodded and stood on the shore in silence.
As the head of Wuyou Sword Sect, he was under great pressure.
The second-grade cave paradise in the sect had long been unable to support hundreds of disciples. Just at this time, Congliang, who went out to hunt monsters, returned in panic. After asking carefully, he learned that there was actually a third-grade cave paradise in this foggy lake, with a radius of no less than ten miles.
Third-grade cave paradise!
If it is true as Congliang said, there are only hundreds of first-level monsters occupying this place, he really wants to attack this island in the middle of the lake.
Wuyou Sword Sect has been getting worse year by year. Although there is only one letter difference between it and Wushuang Sword Sect, the status of the two sects in Tianxiao Realm is very different.
In recent years, the number of people in the sect has increased, resources are scarce, and the sect is almost unable to survive.
This time, all the masters in the sect were dispatched to attack this lake island.
But according to Congliang, there are hundreds of first-level monsters on this island, and they are good at group attacks.
Although Wuyou Sword Sect has five Lingji period cultivators and dozens of foundation-building period cultivators, if they want to eliminate these first-level monsters, they will probably lose a lot of disciples.
This is tantamount to adding insult to injury for the already extremely weak sect.
But if they don't try their best, Wuyou Sword Sect will definitely be wiped out within ten years.
Comparing the two, in the long run, he would rather fight a bloody battle.
He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.
Clang!
A light blue flying sword flew out of the scabbard, and Shan Xing pointed to the center of the lake and said to the disciples and elders behind him: "No matter what, take this island in the middle of the lake for me." Hundreds of disciples said in unison: "Yes, we will live up to the trust of the master." "Let's go!" Shan Xing shouted coldly, and flew to the center of the lake first. The four elders in the Spiritual Silence Stage and hundreds of disciples behind him also rode their swords and followed Shan Xing, quickly flying to the island in the middle of the lake.