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

"Ah! Where am I?"

This was the first sentence that came into Chu Ci’s mind after he woke up.

Rubbing his swollen head, Chu Ci tried hard to recall.

His last memory was of visiting a museum, where a pretty tour guide was introducing the items in the museum to everyone.

"Please look at this golden pen. Legend has it that it was obtained by the magician Ma Liang when he encountered an immortal in an ancient cave. After getting this pen, whatever Ma Liang drew would come true. Finally, after helping the poor people in the world, he finally became an immortal..."

Chu Ci naturally would not believe this eloquent explanation, thinking it was all a made-up story just to attract attention.

But he still looked at the golden pen carefully. The pen was more than three inches long and had a simple shape. It looked very textured and gave people a heavy feeling.

Suddenly, Chu Ci's eyes seemed to be attracted by the golden pen, and he could no longer move. Then, a dazzling white mist shot out from the golden pen, and he lost consciousness...

These are Chu Ci’s last memories.

But why are you here now?

Suddenly, Chu Ci felt a wave of memories flooding into his mind, along with waves of pain.

cross? !

After the fusion of two completely different memories, Chu Ci thought of this word first.

The tingling sensation just now was the discomfort caused by the fusion of this body and Chu Ci's memories.

He subconsciously looked down at his clothes, which looked very much like the attire of a servant in a costume drama.

I stretched out my hands and looked at them. All my fingers were intact, just a little dirty.

I felt my body again and there was nothing unusual. It was not like the time travel scenario in novels where one can only travel through time when the original host is about to die.

"Could it be that our souls have swapped?" Chu Ci muttered to himself.

After the memories merged, Chu Ci quickly understood the current situation. This was a place completely different from the Earth. It was a world of cultivators.

The original owner of this body was also called Chu Ci. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he traveled through time.

His identity was a menial disciple of the Jinfu Sect, and the place he was in was the menial disciple's room.

The Jin Fu Sect, as the name suggests, is famous for making talismans. There are many talisman makers in the sect, and the Jin Fu Sect is one of the five major sects in the Jin State because of its expertise in this field.

In his previous life, Chu Ci was a programmer with a monthly income of over ten thousand yuan. Although he was very busy every day, he had still read some novels about cultivating immortals.

Spiritual roots, skills, ascension to immortality... these words that often appear in novels about cultivating immortals all appeared at this moment.

Thinking of his spiritual roots, Chu Ci quickly began to search through the newly received memories, eager to know the condition of his spiritual roots, which was a decisive factor in whether he could gain a foothold in the world of immortal cultivation.

Because the memories had just been integrated, a lot of common sense in the world of immortal cultivation had not been digested yet.

Regarding the memory of spiritual roots, it is different from the immortal cultivation novels Chu Ci has read. In this immortal cultivation world, there is no such thing as a single spiritual root or five rubbish spiritual roots.

In the world of cultivating immortals, spiritual roots are a whole. Only those who possess spiritual roots can cultivate immortals. Otherwise, they can only live in this world as mortals and will never have the chance to become immortals.

Of course, spiritual roots can be good or bad. The better the spiritual roots, the clearer they are, and the faster they will be at cultivation.

Some people, although they have spiritual roots, are extremely turbid, so their cultivation speed will naturally be much slower.

Take the original owner of this body for example, his spiritual roots were very turbid, and in the Jin Fu Sect, his qualifications were only at the lowest level.

With this kind of aptitude, whether it is absorbing spiritual energy or practicing martial arts, there is a huge gap between him and the cultivators with superior aptitude.

Within the sect, all resources are allocated according to cultivation level and spiritual roots.

So even though he entered the Jin Fu Sect, because he had the lowest spiritual roots, he could only become a menial disciple who looked after the woods. He had to do the basic work of cutting down yellow pulp trees to earn a meager contribution value.

The yellow pulp tree is one of the basic raw materials for making talisman paper. The trunk of the tree is very hard, and Chu Ci could not cut down one even in two or three days.

In order to have as little contribution points deducted as possible during task inspections, Chu Ci went out early and came back late every day to chop trees.

So when he returned to his room at night, he was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. He had no time to practice at all. In addition, his spiritual roots were too poor, resulting in his cultivation level remaining at the first level of Qi Refining Stage after three years of practice.

Chu Ci stood up and looked around. This was his own room.

The room was not big and was simply furnished with a wooden bed, a wooden table, two bamboo chairs, a futon, and some sundry items such as teapots, bronze mirrors, and towels.

Chu Ci wanted to see his new body, so he hurried to the bronze mirror to look at himself. He was not handsome, but not ugly either. Most importantly, he looked young!

Before traveling through time, Chu Ci was already in his thirties. At this moment, looking at the young boy of fifteen or sixteen in the mirror, he felt very excited. Who doesn't want to be young again?

"Huh? What is this?"

When Chu Ci approached the bronze mirror and looked at himself carefully, he suddenly found something under his neck.

Because her clothes were in disarray, Chu Ci noticed something was wrong with her body. He quickly pulled open her underwear and found a golden tattoo in the shape of a pen.

Isn't this the gold pen I saw in the museum just now? How did it become my tattoo? Chu Ci said to himself.

This tattoo is located on Chu Ci's chest. The color is very light. Although it is just a few simple strokes that only outline the general shape, it is still recognizable at a glance. It is the golden pen seen in the museum.

"Could it be that he traveled through time by possessing my body? Or...he traveled through time with me?"

When I touched it with my hand, it just felt a little bulge, nothing special.

But Chu Ci vaguely felt that this tattoo was unusual, otherwise he would not have traveled through time and space for no reason.

Suddenly Chu Ci's attention was attracted by the light blue cloth bag around his waist.

"Storage bag!" This kind of item, which only appears in novels about cultivating immortals, made Chu Ci quite excited.

He quickly took it in his hand to look at it, and saw a lifelike talisman embroidered on it, and inside the talisman were two golden seal characters embroidered - Golden Talisman.

This is the unique symbol of the Jin Fu Sect. As expected of it being one of the five major sects in Jin State, even the most ordinary chores disciples are given storage bags.

Chu Ci tried to release his spiritual sense. It was his first time and he felt very magical. He could sense everything within a three-foot range around him. Three feet was his limit now, and the time could not be too long, otherwise his brain would feel tired.

"It seems that the world of cultivating immortals is indeed magical! There are actually divine consciousnesses." Chu Ci said to himself. He didn't know if he could really fly in the sky like in the novels.

Perhaps every person on earth who walks on two legs yearns to fly freely like a bird.

Chu Ci used his spiritual sense to scan the storage bag. Although he already knew the situation, Chu Ci couldn't help but frowned.

A few books, a talisman pen, a stack of talisman paper, and a bottle of cinnabar.

From the fused memories, he learned that this was all his current assets.

It's a bit shabby. Where are the spiritual stones? Where are the magic tools? Where are the spiritual herbs? Where are the elixirs?

It seems that this person not only has very poor spiritual roots, but is also a poor guy.

He thought of the golden pen tattoo again, and had a feeling that it must not be an ordinary thing. Since it could come to this world of immortal cultivation, it must be related to immortal cultivation.

"Golden Talisman Sect...Golden Pen...Talisman..." Chu Ci murmured.

Suddenly a strange idea came into his mind. What would happen if he used this golden pen to draw talismans?

His memory told him that making talismans was a very difficult process, so difficult that his original self had never succeeded in making even one talisman.

Most of the disciples in the sect need twenty or thirty pieces of talisman paper to make a talisman. Perhaps only the talisman makers can do it.

But Chu Ci couldn't remove it with a golden pen, because it was just a tattoo and he couldn't cut off his own flesh with a knife.

"What would happen if I use my spiritual sense to feel it?" Chu Ci thought of spiritual sense again. This thing seemed very magical. With a thought, he scanned his chest with his spiritual sense and actually had a special feeling.

Under the control of his own spiritual consciousness, the golden pen tattoo actually left his body and appeared in the air out of thin air!

Chu Ci was overjoyed and quickly reached out to grab it with his hand, but his hand passed through the pen and did not touch anything, as if it was just an empty thing.

It seems that only spiritual consciousness can control it. Chu Ci calmed his mind and used spiritual consciousness to control the golden pen, shaking it left and right in the air for a few times. Feeling a little familiar with it, he prepared to start making talismans.

Before making the talisman, there is still some preparation work to be done. Chu Ci first took out the talisman paper and cinnabar from the storage bag, as well as the most important thing, a book "Introduction to Talismans".