Simply Perfect

After finishing his lessons in the Xiongnu language, the bearded man left. It was already one or two in the morning, but Jiang Hao did not immediately rest. Instead, he sat by the campfire and took out his Brush, Ink, Paper, and Inkstone again.

The brush was an ordinary writing brush, the ink ordinary pine-soot ink, and the paper rough mulberry-hemp paper. Jiang Hao cut the mulberry-hemp paper into strips the size of talisman paper and began drawing on them.

What gave talismans spirituality was the person drawing them, not external objects.

There were too many dangers in this world. His spiritual power could draw at most two talismans at a time, so he decided that from today onward, he would stockpile talismans for emergencies. Every additional talisman meant another measure of security.

The Hemorrhage Control Talisman would probably be the most frequently used one lately. Jiang Hao drew two Blade Talismans in one go, stamped them with the Celestial Master Seal, and the talismans were complete.

He put away the finished products and went to sleep.

Lying in the tent, Jiang Hao still thought about what he needed to prepare. He needed more Blade Talismans, and Illness Dispelling Talismans and Plague Dispelling Talismans had to be kept on hand as well. Water was the most important thing in the desert. His storage space was now two cubic meters, so he needed to fill it with plenty of water.

As he thought, Jiang Hao fell asleep.

A great many things had happened that day, and he truly was exhausted. He had captured Wei Kun through cunning, reorganized the Protectorate soldiers, accepted the surrender of the Prefect's Mansion soldiers, traveled dozens of li, fought a fierce battle with the Xiongnu, treated the wounded, and finally spent the whole evening learning the