After coaxing these children, looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of them, Mu Yang rolled up his sleeves and decided to do logistics with these people.

These are not ordinary objects in traditional folk art, but are specially used as tools for drawing talismans, called talisman pens, talisman inks, talisman paper, and talisman inkstones.

This talisman pen is actually a kind of spiritual weapon, and it is also divided into levels. The stronger the talisman master's ability, the more advanced the spiritual weapon it can use, the higher the spiritual talismans produced. The talisman master can pour spiritual power into the talisman paper through the talisman pen during the drawing process.

Fu Mo is an extremely high-quality material, even considered a treasure. Only Fu Mo can carry spiritual power and imprint it on the talisman paper.

As for the talisman paper, it is carefully made of high-quality spiritual paper through extremely complex processes. It can be said that each talisman paper is a work of art and is of great value. The talisman paper is made based on talisman ink and special, and can perfectly combine and absorb talisman ink and combine it to form talisman.

The talisman inkstone is also made of high-quality rocks. These rocks are washed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and even produced spiritual patterns. The main function of the talisman ink is to grind ink. The speed of the ink underneath and the speed of the ink is several times faster than that of ordinary inkstones. The ink produced also carries the spiritual energy in the spiritual patterns, which can increase the strength of the talisman.

Mu Yang had just recognized the materials, and Senior Brother Feiyue finished drawing the last piece of talisman paper at his hand. Lao Ba, who was responsible for preparing things for him, was carrying a plate of new talisman paper and was about to deliver it to him. Mu Yang reached out to stop him, took the wooden plate, and signaled Lao Ba to continue preparing. He turned around to deliver materials to Senior Brother Feiyue.

After putting down the material, Mu Yang did not leave immediately, but stretched his neck to observe closely. Senior Brother Feiyue did not pay attention to Mu Yang. He just drew a piece of talisman paper, dipped it in the talisman ink, and carefully depicted it on the talisman paper. Whether it was a stuttering pen or a tickling tip, every action was extremely particular.

Mu Yang secretly praised in his heart that Master Fu's patience is really amazing. He must be absolutely focused throughout the process. You can imagine the mental power consumed by drawing a talisman in this way.

"Tsk, it's so amazing. I feel ashamed of my own nature."

Mu Yang looked quietly for a while and couldn't help but become interested. There was no chance to refine medicine, but painting spiritual talismans seemed to make a lot of money, so Mu Yang thought that maybe one day he could become a talisman master.

Seeing that senior brother finished drawing a talisman in full, Mu Yang felt that his brain cells were a little insufficient. It seemed that there were only a few simple strokes, but Mu Yang just couldn't understand them.

"As a matter of course, I have not studied hard, so I can't take a look at it. I will find an opportunity to teach me well in the future. I am energetic and can definitely learn it. This is much simpler than drawing physical stress analysis. If I learn it, it will be a big way to make money."

Thinking about the beauty of the future, Mu Yang had not had time to cover his mouth and laugh, a crisp "sp" attracted his attention. He turned his head and saw that Brother Jie in the corner was still in the position of breaking the talisman pen.

After a few breaths, he calmly threw the talisman pen into the trash can at his feet, touched another talisman pen and continued to draw. Mu Yang's eyes followed his movements to look at the trash can, and there were more than a dozen broken talisman pens piled up inside. Mu Yang sighed again that talisman master is really a money-burning industry and can't afford to offend for the time being, so he stepped out.

As soon as the sound insulation array was released, Mu Yang heard a ghost crying and howling, "God-killing Brother Jie! That's the last talisman pen. I really didn't have a pen to fold for him. I even took out my private property. What kind of evil did I do..."

Several people were busy holding the crying disciple, without any surprises. He was the disciple responsible for Brother Jie, the big guy who cut off his pen. He was really careless in making friends and was in a state of bleakness...

Mu Yang was surprised and asked in confusion: "Since he always breaks his pen, then don't let him draw it, you can do the preparations."

Lao Ba smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Muyang, you don't know anything. Although Brother Jie always cuts his pen, the talisman he drew is very powerful and can almost be compared with the ones drawn by the elders. Apart from the use of a scrap pen, he is definitely first-class in other aspects. Among the disciples in Luoyue Valley, he is the most outstanding talisman master."

Only then did Mu Yang realize that although Brother Jie was useless in writing, it was not worth mentioning compared to the value of the talismans he made.

"Okay, okay, can the Louyue Valley still lack the talisman pen? If you have it, you will fund it. When we survive this disaster, will the talisman pen be as much as there are?"

After comforting them, Mu Yang returned to the dormitory area and found Wen Yun.

"Do you know where to find a map of Lost Moon Valley?"

"I have it here, various versions, do you want it to be simple or detailed?" As he said that, Wen Yun took out the storage bag and took out several scrolls from it.

Mu Yang said: "Give me the most detailed one."

"Okay, five top-grade spirit stones... Uh, I'm sorry, I'm used to it, haha, just this one took me a long time to make it, it's quite delicate." Wen Yun grabbed her scalp in embarrassment, then pulled out one of the more exquisite scrolls and handed it to Mu Yang.

When Wen Yun said he wanted money, Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat. He actually did business and did it. He really couldn't tell that this silly boy had such talent in doing business.

After taking the map, Mu Yang expanded it and looked at it. It was indeed very detailed. Every river, every mountain range, and even every residence were clearly marked, and the paintings were very exquisite, so it was almost as good as the photos of the Spirit Talisman.

"Okay, thank you."

Then, Mu Yang returned to his house, cleaned up the table and made a place, and then spread the map.

"Muyang, why are you doing with the map? Are you very familiar with Luoyue Valley?" Brother Dog asked curiously with his head stretched out.

"I don't remember all the terrain in my heart, but I don't remember all the terrain. I have to make some marks and design the placement of these shadow talismans."

"Ah~ I understand what you want to do. You want to create an illusion, right?" Brother Dog has not been idle for a while. Now seeing Mu Yang spread out the map to mark it, and then string together what Mu Yang did today, he can guess it almost.

"That's right, werewolfs are afraid of fire. We can't really burn Luoyue Valley, we can only use this method."

"You built that small forest to record the burning scenes of trees with shadow talismans, and then spread the shadow talismans in various places in Luoyue Valley, so that the werewolf thought it had caught fire and then forced it out. I guessed it right?" Brother Dog raised his head proudly, waiting for Mu Yang's affirmation.
Chapter completed!