I have the face of a great demon.

Liu Xingchen first appeared in this world when he woke up in the stone coffin.

He was now absolutely certain that the two people flying around snatching something were not actors, but genuine immortals.

These two immortals were the first to mistake him for a great demon.

At the time, he was wearing a black robe and had the makeup of a villain from a play on his face.

Could it be that his attire made him resemble the great demon of this world, leading to the misidentification?

The second misidentification occurred at the bottom of the cliff, where the two groups of martial arts practitioners who were vying for the sword treated him with utmost respect.

However, since martial arts practitioners have never used the term "Great Demon," it cannot be considered accurate.

So the second time should be when they met the immortal named Chen Minghui in the forest, and the flying immortal who came to their rescue.

He wasn't wearing makeup at the time, but he was dressed in a black robe.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Liu Xingchen's mind: Could this black robe be the key?

Recalling his experience at the Twin Extremes Sect, he remembered wearing the same black robe, which not only helped him withstand the violent formation but also led the immortals of the Twin Extremes Sect to mistake him for a great demon.

"This black robe must be a magic weapon. It must have been left behind by that great demon. It was this black robe that made him mistaken for the great demon."

He muttered to himself, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

"No, no."

He shook his head, recalling the battle with the green zombie. He wasn't wearing a black robe then, but the green zombie still mistook him for a great villain.

Clearly, the black robe was not the key factor in the misidentification.

After much thought, only one possibility remained: his face resembled that of a great demon.

This is a sad conclusion, meaning that he could be recognized as the great demon at any time, and he couldn't avoid it.

He can't exactly change his face, can he?

There are no plastic surgery hospitals here.

In Liu Xingchen's mind, the last vestige of clear thought flashed like lightning, illuminating a corner he had overlooked:

Where did the glowing object that the two immortals fought over, which he found in the stone coffin, go?

Something that two immortals are fighting over must be a treasure.

He remembered that when the thing was in his hand, it shone brighter than the sun.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he found himself standing in the mountains and forests, and the treasure had vanished without a trace, as if it were a dream.

He searched his entire body but couldn't find the thing.

It's such a shame.

Liu Xingchen drifted off to sleep with these random thoughts in mind.

Upon waking the next day, they resumed their arduous spiritual practice.

After witnessing the power of talismans, Liu Xingchen's interest in them grew even stronger. Like a child who had discovered a new toy, he pestered Hua Wufeng, clamoring to learn more talismans.

Master Hua looked at his disciple with great affection.

Regardless of how Liu Xingchen accidentally destroyed the green zombie, the kid has an inexplicable luck about him; otherwise, how could he have so easily dealt with such a troublesome zombie?

Moreover, Liu Xingchen was not only smart, but also quick to learn, so Master Hua was naturally happy to teach him everything he knew.

So he described all the different kinds of talismans used in the cultivation world.

"Talismans are actually a simple kind of formation. You place spells on talisman paper and can use them anytime, anywhere. In a competition, this can give you an advantage."

"There are many kinds of talismans. In addition to the exorcism talismans we made before, there are also lightning talismans, sharp blade talismans, and gale talismans for attack, and solid wall talismans and vajra talismans for defense. There are even earth-type talismans, invisibility talismans, and so on. There are too many to count."

Liu Xingchen was eager to learn and exclaimed, "Master, I want to learn all these talismans. Please teach me them all!"

"This..." Hua Laodao looked embarrassed. "I am just a rogue cultivator with limited knowledge. Apart from exorcism talismans, I only know thunder talismans, Vajra talismans, and earth element talismans. I can only teach you these few."

Although he was a little disappointed, Liu Xingchen was a content person, and these few talismans were enough for him to learn for a while.

Under the tutelage of Master Hua, he quickly learned how to make these talismans.

Although Tie Zhu doesn't seem very bright, he is meticulous in his work, and making talismans, a task that requires precise steps, is perfect for him.

After much effort, Tiezhu finally learned how to make these talismans.

Among these talismans, the thunder talisman is undoubtedly the coolest.

Once unleashed, a bolt of heavenly lightning descends from the sky, shattering rocks and igniting fires in wood; it is utterly devastating and incredibly powerful.

Liu Xingchen and Tie Zhu both liked it very much and made several more copies.

The Vajra Talisman is especially suitable for Tie Zhu. With his brute strength and the blessing of the Vajra Talisman, he becomes a human tank.

With a strange cry, Tiezhu swept through the woods, knocking down trees of all sizes, with nothing able to stop him.

As for the Earth-Walking Talisman, it is Hua Laodao's specialty—the magic of shrinking the earth to an inch.

With this talisman, they could move as fast as the wind.

This is the advantage of talismans: even if you don't know the spell, as long as you make the talisman meticulously according to the drawing method, you can still exert its power.

Using spells you don't know is very important for making up for your weaknesses.

Of course, the power of talismans varies, which depends on the quality of their production and the amount of spiritual energy infused during use.

After cultivating for several more months, both of them made significant progress in their cultivation. However, because they were so engrossed in making talismans, they ran out of spiritual herbs.

Hua Laodao once again led the two to the natural medicinal herb garden on the mountaintop to pick medicinal herbs.

To their surprise, several medicinal herbs had already matured.

After a lot of work, these precious plants were carefully collected and put into our possession.

Old Master Hua squinted, stroked his beard, and nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm, now we have most of the materials for alchemy."

But then he changed the subject and frowned: "However, we're still missing a few auxiliary ingredients, and we need to find a way to get them."

"Master, how do we obtain these auxiliary medicinal ingredients? Do we have to search for them on other mountains?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Old Master Hua calculated for a moment and said:

"Judging by the days, it's almost time for the once-a-decade trade fair. We can go there to buy some elixirs."

"Master, what is a trading event?"

"Hehe, there are countless spiritual herbs in the world, and we can't possibly have them all. So we need a place to trade so that cultivators can exchange what they have."

"This trade fair is a grand market for independent cultivators, where cultivators from all walks of life gather."

"There, you can buy elixirs, magical artifacts, and even magical techniques for trading."

"Haha, my disciples, pack your things, your master will show you around."