My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

"Senior Chu, what kind of talisman did you use on me? It's so magical. Can you be merciful and teach me too?"

Wang Tiezhu knew very well that no matter what kind of talisman it was, there would be a time limit. Once the time limit was exceeded, he would turn back into his original self.

Therefore, only by mastering the method of making talismans can the problem of stuttering be fundamentally solved.

Chu Ci smiled and said, "That won't do. This kind of talisman is a secret of our sect. If I teach it to others privately, I will be punished if the elders of the sect find out. So I really can't help you. I hope you can forgive me. But if you need the talisman again, you can come to me anytime."

After listening to this, Wang Tiezhu was puzzled: "It's just a talisman, how can it be considered a secret technique of the sect?"

Chu Ci answered seriously, "Of course. Our Jin Fu Sect was founded on talismans, and any talisman must not be passed on to outsiders casually."

"Don't worry, senior. As long as you tell me, I will never tell anyone else." Wang Tiezhu tried to persuade Chu Ci.

Chu Ci shook his head: "No, no, my friend, please don't say anything."

Wang Tiezhu's face flushed red when he heard Chu Ci's attempt to stop him from talking, and then he said:

"Senior Chu, to be honest, this stuttering has puzzled me for a long time. I wonder if you can teach me because we are all of the same origin. I am willing to swear an oath not to tell anyone else about it!"

He looked at the other person very seriously.

Chu Ci did not answer, but changed the subject and asked: "I heard that you have excellent spiritual roots and can start practicing from the sixteenth volume of Ming Ling Jue. I wonder if it is true or not?"

Wang Tiezhu didn't know why Chu Ci asked this question, but he didn't hide it: "Senior, you are too kind. My spiritual roots are not bad. I did start practicing from the sixteenth volume."

Chu Ci was secretly delighted when he heard this, and then he said, "Then do you have the sixteenth volume of Ming Ling Jue?"

Wang Tiezhu nodded and said, "Yes, my master went through a lot of trouble to find the fifteenth and sixteenth volumes for me, so I must practice hard when I have time."

Chu Ci was stunned: "Can't you just start practicing from Volume 16? Why do you need Volume 15?"

Wang Tiezhu said: "Senior, you may not know that the techniques after volume 15 are relatively special. Without the last few chapters of the previous volume as a foundation, it is impossible to practice the next volume."

Chu Ci suddenly realized, but was overjoyed. He had originally only wanted to find the sixteenth volume of Ming Ling Jue from the other party, but he didn't expect that he would now have the fifteenth volume.

He asked in a pretentious manner, "Is it really so special? I wonder if you can lend it to me to have a look."

“This…” Wang Tiezhu’s face showed a trace of embarrassment: “Please forgive me, senior. My master said that everything after the fifteenth volume of Ming Ling Jue is a treasure and must not be shown to outsiders…”

Chu Ci smiled and said, "My talisman is the most precious treasure of the sect. You kindly asked me for it, but you refused to show me your Mingling Jue. How can there be such an unfair thing in the world?"

Wang Tiezhu was speechless for a moment. Seeing this, Chu Ci continued, "As Daoist friend said just now, can you lend me these two volumes of Ming Ling Jue for the sake of the common roots of the five major sects? I will never reveal a word to outsiders."

"This..." Wang Tiezhu hesitated for a moment.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you don't have to take it seriously. I was just joking. If you have nothing else to say, I will go back and rest." After Chu Ci finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Senior. I think we can exchange. Senior, you can pass on the method of making talismans to me, and I will lend you the two volumes of Ming Ling Jue. What do you think?"

Chu Ci was happy. He didn't expect Wang Tiezhu to be so easy to deceive. After thinking for a while, he said, "Alas, my spiritual roots are very ordinary. These two volumes of Mingling Jue are of no use to me. I am just worried about your stuttering problem. Since you are so sincere, let's make it a deal."

Wang Tiezhu was delighted after hearing this: "Senior, are you really willing to teach me?"

Chu Ci nodded: "But whether you can learn it depends on you."

Wang Tiezhu said quickly: "Don't worry, senior. I learn things very quickly. Where should we go?"

Chu Ci thought for a moment and said, "Making talismans requires a secluded place. How about this, you follow me to the stone hall."

The two soon arrived at the stone hall used exclusively by Chu Ci. The stone hall was very spacious, and the gate was also extremely tall, about fifteen or sixteen feet high and forty or five feet wide. However, in order to facilitate entry and exit, a small door less than ten feet wide was opened above the gate. It was obvious that the gate was not usually opened, and the monks entered and exited through the small door.

After the two entered, Chu Ci discovered that although this stone hall was equivalent to an ordinary building of sixty or seventy floors, it was not divided into layers inside. When looking up, one could see the roof from afar. It was just a super-high one-story building.

The two men approached the stone hall and sat down in a corner. Chu Ci did not worry that the other party would default on his promise. He reached out and took out a few pieces of talisman paper and said to Wang Tiezhu: "The talisman I used just now is called the Heavenly Language Talisman, which is specially prepared for the deaf and dumb..."

As Chu Ci spoke, he opened the book and turned to the page about Tianyu Talisman. He began to teach Wang Tiezhu the skills of talisman making, which were nothing more than some precautions when drawing talismans, the amount of spiritual power to use and so on.

Wang Tiezhu might be fond of making talismans, and he also had a top-grade talisman pen. He took it out and started making talismans according to Chu Ci's instructions.

This person is indeed gifted, and he succeeded on the tenth card.

He was extremely excited. He took the Heavenly Language Talisman that he had refined in his hand and looked at it carefully. Then he picked up his brush again and drew more than a dozen pictures.

Overall, the success rate of the Tianyu Talisman reached 40%. Chu Ci felt inferior to him and thought to himself that if he didn't have the help of the golden pen, he might not even be able to achieve half of their success.

Wang Tiezhu put a few Tianyu Talismans aside and said to Chu Ci respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings, senior. Now I suddenly have some insights into the art of making talismans."

After saying that, he picked up the pen again. Chu Ci looked carefully and found that the other party was actually drawing a spirit gathering talisman this time.

Wang Tiezhu wrote quickly and soon completed most of the talisman. Based on Chu Ci's experience in refining tens of thousands of spirit gathering talismans, this talisman will definitely be successful.

Sure enough, when Wang Tiezhu put down his pen, a complete spirit gathering talisman appeared in front of the two of them.

Chu Ci couldn't help but marvel at the other party's high spiritual roots, as if he was born to practice. He taught him the experience of refining the Heavenly Language Talisman, but he didn't expect that he could learn from it so quickly. Not only did he successfully refine the Heavenly Language Talisman, but he also easily completed the Gathering Spirit Talisman, as if all this was a natural result.

Recalling the scene of the previous fight between the two, Chu Ci became more certain that Wang Tiezhu's spiritual root aptitude was absolutely rare in the world.

Wang Tiezhu carefully put away the talisman he had made, then took out two jade slips from his storage ring, handed them to Chu Ci with both hands, and said solemnly:

"Senior Chu, these are the two volumes of Ming Ling Jue."

Chu Ci took the jade slip, took out two blank jade slips, and copied the Ming Ling Jue in Wang Tiezhu's hand.

"Senior, I dare not let my master know about this Mingling Jue. He spent a lot of money to get it from an ancient sect in the Great Qin Empire. If he knew that I showed it to others casually, I'm afraid he would punish me to go to the Trial Tower again."

Trial Tower, these three words made Chu Ci fall into a brief memory. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "It seems that you must go to the Trial Tower often. I wonder which wave you can get to?"

Wang Tiezhu thought for a moment and said, "I have only reached the 22nd wave at most. I can't get past that because the monsters there are too powerful."

Chu Ci's heart moved. He remembered that he and 50 other disciples including Ma Zhijie had joined forces to break into the Trial Tower, but were eventually wiped out in the 21st wave.

Wang Tiezhu was able to reach the 22nd wave by himself. It seems that combat power is indeed closely related to spiritual roots.

But now I have volumes 15 and 16 in my hands. Once I finish copying these two books, my spiritual roots will be as good as Wang Tiezhu's.