This kind of talisman is used by Qi refining cultivators in the previous life of Ding Yan. Cultivators in the Qi refining stage use talismans because the elemental force in their bodies is not sufficient to perform high-level spells.
It is said that the creator of the talisman is not a great magician himself, but a low-level cultivator struggling to build his foundation. Under the hopeless condition of failing to impact the Golden Core, this cultivator painstakingly researched a method, and ultimately, before his demise, invented the talisman.
The existence of the talisman is to compress the prepared elemental force into a small talisman, which can be explosively released in times of battle, acting as a decisive advantage. The principle is akin to storing the cultivator's elemental force in a storage bag. Of course, the talisman does not store items, but it stores elemental force full of destructive power.
Later on, the talisman underwent several improvements. After thousands of years of development, in the era where Ding Yan lived, the types of talismans were practically countless. In his previous life, Ding Yan, as a Tribulation Crossing cultivator, had only seen a few thousand kinds, which, compared to the total quantity of talismans, was insignificant.
In Ding Yan's memory, his previous life had many sects based on talismans. Talismans often played a significant role when cultivators of the same level engaged in battle. Consider this, two cultivators of equal cultivation level fighting, then one suddenly unleashes more than a hundred talismans, each of which is equivalent to the cultivator's full-strength attack. The other person would practically be shattered by these talismans.
In the half year of Ding Yan's seclusion, it took him less than three months to restore his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi refining, the peak of the original owner's physical cultivation. This recovery speed was truly astonishing. It should be noted that this body had suffered lethal injuries initially, to the extent that even the soul of the original owner was severely injured and disappeared.
In the following months, Ding Yan tried to refine many talismans, but most of them failed to condense, with only the last type, the Five Elements Talisman, barely condensing into two.
Looking at the talisman in his hand, a hint of green light flashed in Ding Yan's pupils.
In an instant, a brown talisman appeared in his palm, and the two talismans revolved, complementing each other like yin and yang.
"Wood Spirit Talisman, awaken!" Ding Yan suddenly turned around and struck the cave behind him with his palm.
In his palm, the two revolving spirit talismans suddenly stopped and flew out! The brown talisman gradually faded during the rotation, while the other blue talisman became brighter and eventually turned into a talisman about half a meter high, which imprinted on the cave where Ding Yan had been in seclusion.
Crack, crack...
The green light spread, and vigorous vitality emanated from the cracks in the ground. The scattered stones under Ding Yan began to emit bursts of green light. Eventually, they turned into numerous seeds, from which a large number of vines sprang out, covering the entire area.
"The power of this Wood Spirit Talisman is barely sufficient. With these two talismans, I'll have some assurance in future battles," Ding Yan pondered as he dispersed the talismans from his hand.
With his current ninth level of Qi refining cultivation, it should not be difficult for him to refine such talismans. However, for some reason, many talismans would lose balance of energy and fail at the last moment of condensation.
"I only have about two years left, it seems I need to return to the village to refine elixirs," Ding Yan withdrew his thoughts and swept his hand.
The gathered energy gradually dissipated, leaving only the cave behind him, which was completely covered by vines.
"Ding brother, you've come out of seclusion!" When Ding Yan was about to leave, Xu Zhengyang ran over from the other side of the mountain, probably having heard the sound of the shattered rocks when Ding Yan had emerged from seclusion. Behind him, the spotted white tiger demon followed at a leisurely pace.
"Brother Xu, why are you still on the mountain?" Ding Yan inquired in surprise.
In his estimation, the ginseng king that the tiger demon had devoured should have been digested long ago in the six months.
"I've tried to sneak back home during the half year, but every time I'm about to leave the mountain, this tiger demon brings me back. Over time, I just can't be bothered to escape. Fortunately, the tiger demon doesn't restrict me in anything else except preventing me from leaving the mountain," Xu Zhengyang frowned.
"Has the village chief not visited?" For some reason, Ding Yan felt that the village chief, who only had cultivation at the fifth level of Qi refining, was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
"He probably hasn't returned to the village yet," Xu Zhengyang helplessly replied.
"Ding brother, has your cultivation broken through?" Xu Zhengyang asked.
"More or less," Ding Yan nodded, then looked at the tiger demon behind Xu Zhengyang and said, "Brother Xu, you should go back to the village. It's been half a year; the dog must miss you."
Xu Zhengyang sighed, "I'd like to, but can I leave with this..." He gestured towards the tiger demon behind him.
"Leave it to me," Ding Yan smiled and walked towards the tiger demon behind Xu Zhengyang.
As a demonic beast, the tiger demon's intelligence was naturally high. Sensing the danger emanating from Ding Yan, it continuously growled in warning. In the half year, the tiger demon had digested the ginseng king and its cultivation had improved considerably. It was now equivalent to the peak of Qi refining 6th level in human cultivators.
This level of cultivation, in this barren stone mountain, could already dominate the area. However, faced with Ding Yan, whose cultivation had completely recovered, the situation was completely different.
Roar!
The tiger demon roared. In that roar, a warning was evident.
"I suddenly understand how the cultivation system in this world works," Ding Yan muttered as he gazed at the tiger demon, skillfully uttering a mysterious sentence.
Half a year of seclusion had caused Ding Yan to contemplate. Originally, he had attributed the inability to cultivate the techniques from the other world to the differences between the two worlds. However, as he saw the tiger demon, a sudden insight flashed through his mind.
"All right, I'll give it another shot..." Xu Zhengyang did not notice Ding Yan's words and glanced warily at the tiger demon, then quietly took a few steps and left a message before running down the mountain without looking back.
Having been away from home for more than half a year, Xu Zhengyang really missed it. Although he did not know what method Ding Yan had, he was willing to give it another try. Even if he was captured by the tiger demon in the end, it would not harm him.
Watching Xu Zhengyang flee, the tiger demon growled lowly, as if it wanted to pursue.
"Stay here!" Ding Yan took a step forward and struck with his right hand.
A vortex-like whirlwind formed above his acupoint in the palm, with a brown-colored gas.
One palm pressed down!
A brownish rune condensed from the center of the vortex.
"Earth-shape rune, suppress!"
This brownish rune was one of the two runic scripts that Ding Yan had refined during his six-month seclusion. The moment the rune was cast, the elemental force throughout his body would be instantly activated, and at the same time, a large amount of earth-shaped elemental force would gush out from the ground beneath his feet, following Ding Yan's acupuncture points to replenish the lost elemental force.
The tiger demon roared angrily, trying to escape.
However, the runic script that Ding Yan had spent six months condensing was not so easily evaded.
The brownish rune, like a small mountain, emitted immense pressure that even the tiger demon, with its strength, found difficult to move an inch.
Roar!!
The tiger demon, unwilling to yield, roared indignantly. But as the pressure from the rune on its head increased, it was eventually flattened on the ground.
Seeing this, Ding Yan raised his hand slightly.
He walked over, reached out his right hand, and pressed it on the tiger demon's head, closing his eyes as his spiritual awareness flowed into the demon's body through his palm. The reason he didn't kill the tiger demon was because Ding Yan still had a suspicion, a speculation about the cultivation system of this world.
The tiger demon trembled and tried to get up, but before it could make a move, the brownish runic script pressing down on it flickered again, causing it to completely give up its resistance.