The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

Yan Ju was innocent, "I really came here to take the talisman master test."

Che Yuan didn't believe it at all. "How old are you and you're already taking the talisman master test? Can you hold the talisman pen steadily?"

Yan Ju thought for a moment and said, "It's true that I can't hold the talisman pen steadily."

The structure of the Fu pen is a bit similar to that of a brush, which is indeed a bit difficult for her who has never written calligraphy before.

Even after drawing talismans for such a long time, her handwriting still couldn't be completely smooth.

Every time I draw the talisman, it looks crooked like an earthworm, which is really not very pretty.

Che Yuan was so angry that he couldn't stop.

"You can't even hold the talisman pen steadily. What kind of talisman master test are you doing? Do you think drawing talismans is a joke?"

Yan Ju touched his nose and said seriously: "But I can draw talismans."

"Get lost," Che Yuan pushed Yan Ju out, "I've never heard of anyone who can't even hold the brush steady and still be able to draw talismans."

Yan Ju shamelessly boasted: "Maybe this is genius."

Che Yuan's nose was almost crooked from anger.

This person is here to cause trouble on purpose, right?

Finally, it was Song Fanxing who spoke up.

"Master Che, my junior sister really knows how to draw talismans. Let her try."

The words of a fifth-grade talisman master still carry some weight.

Although Che Yuan looked at Yan Ju with suspicion, he finally agreed to let her give it a try.

"There are still three kinds of talismans: the Fire Control Talisman, the Water Control Talisman, and the Wind Control Talisman. Just draw any one of them."

After thinking for a while, he added, "Fail within ten times."

He was a little afraid that Yan Ju would stay here painting all day.

After saying that, he moved a stool, made himself a pot of tea, and leisurely waited for Yan Ju to finish painting.

As a result, just as he sat down and took a sip, Yan Ju came over with a talisman.

"The painting is done."

Che Yuan choked on a mouthful of tea.

Who can draw a talisman so quickly?

He was even more convinced that the little brat was just fooling around.

Out of consideration for Song Fanxing's face, he still reached out to take the talisman paper from Yan Ju's hand, intending to just take a quick look at it and then declare failure.

I took it and counted it, there were five.

The talisman paper is full of twists and turns in strange shapes, with various lines crisscrossing in a disorderly manner.

It's impossible to tell what she's drawing.

He frowned, "What kind of talisman did you draw? It failed four times?"

Yan Ju shook her head and pointed at the three to five talismans on his hand one by one. "I have drawn all the talismans from the third to the fifth talisman. This is the fire control, water control and wind talisman. This is the concealment talisman. This is the teleportation talisman."

Let’s not talk about the three attacking talismans for now.

In order to get out of the mountain gate formation, she had drawn the concealment talisman and the teleportation talisman dozens of times. Now she can draw them with her eyes closed.

Che Yuan was surprised at first, "You've drawn all five?"

The next second he immediately shook his head, "Impossible, impossible."

With such a short time, it's difficult to draw one talisman, let alone five.

Unless she is a talisman.

But looking at the lines on the talisman paper, they are broken and cracked. It is impossible that the talisman was formed with one stroke.

Besides, what was she drawing?

It's a weird thing.

Even a novice in the art of talismans can't draw something so ugly.

This talisman is useless at first glance!

He lazily threw the talisman aside.

"Go back and practice more. You're just not good enough."

Yan Ju looked strange, "Are you sure it's not possible?"

Che Yuan waved his hand, "Absolutely not."

"Then watch carefully," Yan Ju picked up a talisman, injected spiritual power into it, and posed, "Fire Control Talisman!"

The talisman flew straight towards Che Yuan and turned into a huge burning fireball on the way.

The fireball landed on Che Yuan's beard and instantly set it on fire.

Che Yuan jumped up from his seat and hurriedly put out the fire.

However, the fire was so fierce that it could not be put out for a while.

Yan Ju handed him a talisman considerately, "Use this."

Che Yuan subconsciously injected spiritual power.

A stream of blue water swept out, gently wrapping the burning flames.

The fire was put out, but only half of Che Yuan's beard was saved.

He pulled at the remaining half of his beard with a look of heartache, unable to utter words of pain.

Yan Ju came over and asked proudly, "How is it? My talisman is effective, right?"

Che Yuan was furious before he could even catch his breath. "Your talisman burned my beard off!"

Yan Ju touched her nose and muttered quietly, "Who told you not to believe that my talisman is useful?"

Che Yuan heard it with sharp ears and raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing," Yan Ju quickly admitted defeat and handed over the talisman in his hand. "Well, do you want to try the concealment talisman and the teleportation talisman again?"

Che Yuan really wanted to throw Yan Ju out, but he still had some rare professional ethics.

He took the talisman from Yan Ju reluctantly.

A flash of inspiration came to him, and Cheyuan disappeared.

Not long after, Che Yuan stumbled back into the scene.

He just looked a little embarrassed.

Her hair was messy, her face and head were covered with stains of makeup, and someone had taken off half of her outer robe.

Yan Ju and the other two pulled him to look around curiously, "Where did you teleport to?"

Even the waiter couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Che Yuan awkwardly made a gesture and tidied himself up.

The teleportation talisman just now sent him directly to Zuihua Lane in the east of the city.

That is the famous Red Willow Lane in Wumu Town.

As soon as he was teleported over, he was surrounded by a group of beauties.

He yelled "Oops".

He quickly put on a concealment talisman and sneaked out.

But I still couldn't avoid being touched by the beautiful women's dirty hands a few times.

Che Yuan pulled Yan Ju over with a serious expression and asked, "Did you really draw those talismans just now?"

Forgive him for being so busy making tea that he didn't even see the process of her drawing the talisman.

The teleportation talisman just now teleported from the west of the city to the east of the city, and the distance between them is a full kilometer.

Like the teleportation talisman he drew himself, the teleportation distance is only about 500 meters.

He had never heard of a teleportation talisman that could teleport thousands of meters.

Yan Ju nodded, "Yes."

Che Yuan asked nervously, "Can you draw it again?"

Yan Ju was a little confused, but still did as she was told.

This time, Che Yuan stared at her movements intently, not daring to blink.

Hand rises, pen falls, and the talisman is completed.

Che Yuan clearly didn't blink, but he just couldn't understand how Yan Ju made the talisman.

I only saw the talisman pen break several times on the talisman paper, and then...

Then, the talisman was completed.

The talisman paper emitted a faint spiritual light, and it was obvious that this was a talisman of good quality.

He asked unwillingly, "Can I draw it again?"

Yan Ju calmly raised his hand, wrote down his pen, and the symbol was completed.

Another teleportation talisman was drawn.

It took less than a breath.

The same inner aura, the same ugly brushwork.

Che Yuan was confused.

He felt that the process just now had completely overturned his career in talisman cultivation over the years.