8: Talisman Master Inheritance

He received a Wind Chasing Step for escaping.

After turning a corner, Xiao Qingyuan returned to his residence.

But this time, he went straight to the study.

Uncle Xiao's words left a deep impression on him.

To be the pillar of the family.

Previously, his parents and elder brother were supporting the family.

He didn't have to worry about anything.

But now it was different.

Things in the county town were quite treacherous, and his parents didn't even return for his wedding.

His elder brother entered an Immortal sect, but they weren't even allowed to know the name of the sect.

It would be difficult to see him again in the future.

The second branch of the family truly had to rely on him.

Therefore, a family Legacy for Immortals that could be passed down became particularly important.

“Seventeenth Young Master!”

Arriving at his father's study, the servants of the household immediately knelt in greeting when they saw him.

Mortals had no status whatsoever when they met an Immortal.

Xiao Qingyuan waved his hand, telling the servants to withdraw.

These were all old retainers personally trained by his father, not many in number.

They guarded his father's study.

“Creak!”

Xiao Qingyuan pushed open the door, and childhood memories suddenly flooded back.

He and his father had spent little time together when he was young.

But in his limited memories, his parents were both very fond of him.

The rare moments of strictness in his childhood were when his father, Xiao Yance, taught him to write and draw.

However, how should one describe his talent for painting?

He only remembered the childhood trauma that made him avoid calligraphy and painting for many years.

It wasn't until he looked through the Talisman Legacy on his way back that he realized.

His father had actually wanted to pass on some Talisman drawing knowledge to him earlier.

Later, he gave up because he truly had no talent.

Simply put.

For Talisman Masters who learned to make Spirit Talismans, there was also an industry threshold.

It wasn't about needing to paint beautifully or have outstanding calligraphy.

But it was about finding the “charm” within the calligraphy and painting.

For example, the Eight Great Mountain People of Blue Star, Qi Baishi, and other masters of traditional Chinese painting.

With just a few strokes, they could bring birds, flowers, fish, and insects to life.

In short, it was about conveying spirit.

In the context of Talismans, it meant being able to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

【Talismans are inherently formed by the convergence of the Laws of heaven and earth, comprehended and utilized by Cultivators, which led to the birth of Talisman Masters】

【Although I already have Divine Sense, when it comes to actually drawing Talismans, I'm afraid I'll have to see if the Spiritual Eye is effective】

Xiao Qingyuan thought to himself.

He had already prepared the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began to paint.

He vividly depicted a pot of bamboo in the room, full of spirit.

A moment later.

Xiao Qingyuan looked at the puddle of ink in front of him and fell into deep thought.

【What exactly went wrong?】

【Is the Spiritual Eye useless?】

Xiao Qingyuan refused to believe it.

He closed his eyes, his memory returning to his childhood, to the scene of his father teaching him to draw a little chick, hand in hand.

Words of guidance surfaced in his mind.

“Son, look, painting, just like writing, is all about change.”

“When starting with a direct stroke, you need to add a side stroke here. When the ink on the brush is low, the ink will lighten, which is perfect for adding some dry brush embellishments. The so-called shades of light and dark, wet and dry, appropriate movement and stillness, and the combination of void and substance will make it look good.”

“In summary, it's just one sentence: naturally so...”

The scene abruptly ended, and Xiao Qingyuan was startled to find.

A lifelike little chick had appeared next to the ink puddle from before.

A great surprise welled up in his heart.

He found that as long as he could enter a state of concentration, his eyes would truly change.

Making everything in front of him appear in minute detail, and his fingers also became much more flexible.

He felt a sense of ease and proficiency.

Next, he drew many things, from simple chicks and ducks, plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums.

Then to more difficult green mountains and clear waters, and arduous journeys.

Soon, everything he drew began to come alive.

Inspiration continuously flowed from his heart.

His mastery of Divine Sense and the Spiritual Eye rapidly improved.

Finally, he even tried to infuse his magic power and Divine Sense into his eyes, and his whole being immediately entered a “flow state.”

It was as if time had slowed down, and scenes he had seen in daily life.

He could accurately depict them on paper from memory.

With a thought.

He immediately took out a fresh sheet of high-quality Xuan paper and confidently began to paint.

Finally.

A bright and elegant, both angry and joyful, wide-eyed and spirited painting of a maid among flowers leaped onto the paper.

It was none other than his main wife, Zhao Guanyin.

“So that's it, this is the wonder of Divine Sense. I have to say, if an Immortal truly wants to learn painting and calligraphy, they learn it really fast.”

However, no sooner had he spoken than he reacted.

“No!”

“This isn't just because of Divine Sense, the greater reason should be the Spiritual Eye!!!”

As the inspiration faded, Xiao Qingyuan exited the flow state.

He only felt a soreness in his eyes.

His temples throbbed incessantly.

His Divine Sense, however, wasn't depleted much, but his eyes were already tired.

Xiao Qingyuan rubbed his right hand on the bridge of his nose, gently massaging the skin between his eyes.

Clearly, this was one of the functions of the Spiritual Eye.

It actually transformed him from a painting novice into a minor master of painting in a short period.

On Blue Star, even art school graduates couldn't compare to this level of skill.

Very powerful!

And a bit absurd.

He immediately became excited.

Looking at the painting in front of him.

This work already conveyed three parts of its spirit.

It had achieved some Breakthrough in Concept.

“Son, painting has its ranks, and Concept has four grades.”

“Too similar is vulgar, not similar is deceitful. The wonder lies between being similar and not similar. Ponder it well. If you gain something, then you truly gain something. If you gain nothing, then it will be difficult to advance further.”

“The saying goes, before learning to paint, mountains are mountains, and water is water; while learning to paint, mountains are not mountains, and water is not water; after mastering painting, mountains are again mountains, and water is again water.”

He still remembered that although he didn't understand it back then.

He also asked in confusion: “Then, Father, when you reach the stage where mountains are again mountains and water is again water, aren't there only three Realms? Why do you say there are four grades of Concept?”

At that time, Xiao Yance smiled without speaking, only telling him to think about it himself and not to dwell on it too much.

Many times, this was a matter of talent.

His elder brother did not have this talent.

And he lacked a bit of steadiness.

After some tempering, he might be able to enter the Dao.

He also said that when one could reach the stage where mountains are again mountains and water is again water.

That would be considered having entered the Dao in painting!

【When all the details are connected, things become very clear】

【Now that I think about it, Father should also have a Talisman Master Legacy】

Thinking of this, Xiao Qingyuan felt a little depressed.

As one of the hundred arts of Alchemy and Artifact Refining, Talisman Masters were very profitable.

So why was his family so poor when he was a child?

Just like the first-grade Talisman paper his elder brother got for him.

A stack of ten sheets cost one Spirit Stone.

But a finished Low Grade first-grade Spirit Talisman was worth half a Spirit Stone per sheet.

A 20% success rate would break even.

Even accounting for the wear and tear of Talisman ink and Talisman brushes, a 30% success rate would cover costs.

After three sheets, any subsequent successes were pure profit.

Xiao Qingyuan did some calculations for himself.

If he could draw three stacks a day.

Even if the success rate was only 40%, that would still be a profit of one and a half Spirit Stones.

Goodness gracious!

If he kept this up for a month, wouldn't the profit be forty-five Spirit Stones?

Isn't this much better than farming?

Thinking of this, he immediately became excited.

Learn!

No matter what, this skill of drawing Talismans must be mastered by him.