Putting down the special talisman pen and staring at the black jade talisman embryo with countless cracks and fine lines on the table, he was thinking about why it failed?
Bai Wuchang gave him a detailed talisman scroll, and explained clearly how to introduce the power of merit into the talisman pen and blend it with the special talisman ink.
Based on his past experience, he practiced with blank rice paper more than a hundred times at his residence on Wandering Island. Practice makes perfect. He can draw the wrong runes with his eyes closed, and he can use the power of subtle merits to make runes. When he arrived at Lingbao Temple, he specially asked According to the recipe he provided, the prison hospital prepared the talisman pen, talisman ink and yin jade talisman embryo used to draw the yin talisman.
All items were meticulously crafted, and the process of drawing the jade talisman embryos was smooth and smooth. The talisman drawing felt particularly comfortable, but all ten valuable feminine jade talisman embryos were scrapped.
He tried to draw the black jade talisman embryo that Bai Wuchang gave him, but in the end it was scrapped the moment it was completed.
After cleaning the tools and putting away the waste talismans, he stood up and walked out.
He won't be able to draw the Yunzhuan Yin Gathering Talisman in a short period of time. He only has two black jade talisman embryos left in his hand. He can't waste any more. If there is a problem, think about it first. Maybe he can solve it by himself. But he really can't find the direction of the problem. Then summon Bai Wuchang to discuss together.
After crossing the moon gate and walking into the courtyard, the little beggar, wearing a new cotton robe and new boots, was black and white. When she saw him, she looked like a black mouse to a cat. She quickly slipped along the foot of the wall to the west wing.
Zhang Wenfeng smelled the smell of urine and asked, "Have you finished writing today's calligraphy?"
The little beggar's little body suddenly froze when he was about to get through the door. He turned around and showed a flattering smile, "There are still two words left. Sister Su Qin said that I can play for a while when I am tired of writing."
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the little guy who was lying to his face. On the rice paper placed on the desk in the west wing, three barely legible ink characters the size of a fist were written on the rice paper. None of them were finished. The little guy's smiling face was a little stiff. , then glanced at the roots of the Lingli tree that had been soaked with urine, and said: "Don't pee indiscriminately in the future."
Without any harsh words, he walked towards the courtyard gate outside.
He was amazed by the child's naughtiness and changeability, so he asked Su Qin to take time to teach the little kid to learn to recognize five characters every day, and write each character on a piece of paper twenty times.
The little beggar was so frightened that she shivered and hurriedly shouted to ensure: "I won't pee randomly in the future. I couldn't hold it in just now."
Two days ago, the little beggar, who had just had a good meal for a few days, ignored Zhang Guanzhu's warning and secretly picked a fist-sized green pear from the tree in the yard to try it out. The Mayday pear was not yet ripe and tasted very astringent. He was angry. He threw the green pear he had bitten into into the toilet and destroyed it. Then his lips swelled up and he suffered from stomachache and constant diarrhea. He almost died in the toilet.
Crying and shouting to alert Su Qin who was passing by outside, he used medicine to save the life of the greedy little guy and changed the smell of the little beggar.
Only then did Gou Wa realize the power of not eating the fruits and flowers growing on the trees in the yard and on the mountains and down the mountain. Sister Su Qin said these were spiritual things, and he, a mortal, couldn't bear them, especially the unripe spiritual fruits. Mortals are like poison.
He resented falling in love with green pears and blamed the immortal master for not telling him clearly that he wanted to water the pear tree to death with urine.
Zhang Wenfeng ignored the little guy's random promises and nonsense. He walked out of the yard and went to the front hall. He told Su Qin and Yao Siwen who came out: "If the dog boy can't finish writing every day, if he misses one piece, he will lose one meal. Every day Check the new words you have learned before. If you don’t recognize a word, you will skip a meal. Make it clear to him in advance.”
The two of them cupped their hands and said, "Yes!"
They obeyed orders and did what Elder Zhang told them to do without asking a single word.
Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand and told them to go about their business, then flew up and headed towards Kaiyuan Peak in the east.
Every few days, he would go to visit Wan Boqi. Today he flew to Kaiyuan Peak and heard from the gatekeeper that the peak master had gone into seclusion. After asking a few questions, he flew to the library hall to search for books on talisman making. .
After staying in the library hall for several days, Zhang Wenfeng returned to Yunyong Peak thoughtfully.
He probably found the problem of not being able to draw a complete Yunzhuan Yin Gathering Talisman, and the environment was wrong.
No matter how skilled you are in practicing the techniques and using all the appropriate materials, in the end you will fall short due to the conflict between the Yang world environment and the Yin talisman, resulting in failure to retain the power of the talisman.
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After returning to Xianling Temple, he can try to solve this problem.
After asking Su Qin and Yao Siwen, Gou Wa had done very well in reading and writing in the past few days. He nodded, thinking that eating hungry food would definitely cure the laziness of the little guy, and gave some pointers to what the two of them had suggested. The practitioner was confused and then let the two of them go down.
No figure of Gouwa was seen in the yard. When he scanned his mind, he found that the little guy was naked and fishing for fish and shrimps in the creek pool far away at the foot of the mountain. He was having a great time.
With Su Qin and Yao Siwen taking care of him at all times, he didn't have to worry.
Walking into the backyard, Zhang Wenfeng took out a handwritten booklet. It was a fragment of swordsmanship obtained after killing the sword cultivator in Duxian City. It was called "Guanghan Sword Sutra". All the fourth-level monks participating in the battle needed the Sword Sutra. Make a copy.
There are two lines of words clearly written on the title page: The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents.
The spirit is great and the swordsmanship is simple.
There are only two sword moves, one horizontal sword and one vertical sword. The subsequent horizontal sword and vertical sword changes and fusion moves have been damaged and disappeared.
However, with this fragment of the Sword Sutra, the sword cultivator was invincible even if he used it horizontally and vertically. If the sword cultivator hadn't gotten carried away and got close to him, Wan Boqi desperately used the Panlong Ruyi magic weapon to restrain his two breaths and gain the upper hand. , it is difficult to say how the brutal battle will be won or lost.
I carefully read through the fragments of the Sword Scripture and walked around the empty atrium of the backyard to think about it.
Everyone who gets the Sword Manual has a different understanding of the two styles of swordsmanship, and the power they develop is very different.
He has been pondering for more than a month, and he is extremely familiar with every word and figure in the Sword Scripture booklet, including the subtle changes in holding and moving the sword. From today on, he wants to start practicing.
He pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword with a bang, slowly swung the sword horizontally, then slashed the sword vertically, and kept drawing out the sword. He did not urge Yuan to use the sword energy, but kept comprehending and searching for the sword sense that uniquely belongs to the "Guanghan Sword Sutra" .
Practicing simple two-style swordsmanship back and forth in the backyard.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye. Wan Boqi had been in seclusion to repair his residual limbs. Zhang Wenfeng had been practicing swordsmanship at Yunyong Peak. During this period, he also received a visit from Taoist palace Daozheng.
He did not personally control the stray dogs running around, nor did he teach the wild children how to practice.
Before teaching the method, let the wild child learn to read and write. After he brings it back to Xianling Temple, he will tell the mountain chief that he must wait for Gouwa to read, chant and be cultivated for at least three years, and he can only teach the method after passing the inspection.
So far, he hasn't even given a name to the little dog whose surname he doesn't know.
The July sun was blazing. Zhang Guanzhu, who had been living in seclusion for two months, walked out of the courtyard and summoned the supervisor. The two drank tea in the side hall and chatted about the sect's affairs. Later in the conversation, the supervisor asked Elder Zhang to give instructions to several swordsmen of the sect. Cultivate seedlings.
Zhang Wenfeng did not refuse and said: "Choose a hilltop near Yunyong Peak and build an open sword flat. I will give them some pointers when I have time." After thinking about it, he added: "Aren't there a group of apprentices who have been here for half a year? , you select a few young talents with good qualifications who are suitable for practicing swordsmanship, and then send them to Jianping together, and I will teach them new methods to practice swordsmanship."
He had trouble practicing the Guanghan Sword Sutra. The two styles of swordsmanship, one horizontal and one vertical, were too simple. On the contrary, his understanding was easily influenced by the swordsmanship he had learned and understood deeply. His skills were never pure and could not achieve what he wanted. desired status.
Maybe you can teach an apprentice who doesn't know anything and develop swordsmanship through analogy.
Try more, for your own sake, and also as a small contribution to Lingbao Temple.
The prison guard was overjoyed when he heard Elder Zhang's proposal. Elder Zhang was willing to give guidance to the apprentices who had just started. Drawing landscapes on a piece of white paper would be a better way to cultivate swordsmanship talents. He was also worried that Elder Zhang would find it troublesome for the apprentices and would not be able to make any objections. please.
Senior Brother Zhou, who is far away on Duxian Island, has personally seen the terrifying combat power of high-level sword cultivators and urged him several times to ask Elder Zhang to train some sword cultivators for the sect. He did not find the opportunity until today.
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