Chapter 72 In the 46th year, still remembered in the gaze, beacon fires on the Innate path!

He poured over the text for several months.

Feeling that he had grasped its essence, Chen Jichuan could no longer restrain himself and began his cultivation.

Paper Cutting into Soldiers.

It sounded simple enough.

But in reality, how could such an advanced Daoist skill be so ordinary?

Chen Jichuan had prepared ten stacks of seven-colored paper, a block of Qingshi stone measuring forty-nine inches long, seven inches wide, and forty-nine fractions of an inch thick. In a secluded room, he placed a table in the east side outfitted with custom-made paper, brushes, and vermillion ink.

Just preparing these materials took him half a month and cost a hundred taels of silver.

This alone showed how arduous it was.

Once preparations were complete, he began the ritual.