Wu Sheng glanced at him and said nothing. He broke away from Yu Lanze's hand, picked up a stone and drew talismans on the ground.
Yu Lanze looked at it for a while, pointed to a place, and said, "This is the wrong drawing."
"The peach blossom talisman should have three flowers and two leaves, hidden between the runes. There is an extra leaf here."
Wu Sheng stretched out his thumb and rubbed it on the ground, wiping off the excess peach leaf.
Yu Lanze looked at his actions and his expression suddenly became serious, "Tianyue Shanfu, you should have inherited her talent. Do you want to be a talisman cultivator in the future?"
"The formation talismans are not divided into different families. In fact, they have the same principles. If you are willing, you can become my teacher. How about I teach you how to draw talisman in the future?"
He had mentioned it to his master before. He accepted Wu Sheng as his disciple and asked him to take care of Wu Sheng. Even if his life experience was exposed, he would still have the stance to protect Wu Sheng.
This was the first time someone said they wanted to teach him how to practice. Wu Sheng raised his eyes, looking a little confused.
Yu Lanze thought that he was unwilling, and knew that this matter could not be rushed, so he said Wen Sheng: "If you are unwilling, I will not force you."
But I still feel a little disappointed.
The child's hand grabbed his sleeve and nodded slightly.
He wants to practice.
But Aniang didn't teach him, and Fu Zhu didn't teach him either.
Only the person in front of him was willing to teach him.
Wu Sheng only thought about it for a short while before making a decision. In fact, he was still a little worried that there would be no such store after passing this village. The decision was a bit hasty.
Yu Lanze had a smile on his face.
A moment's cliff.
Bluegrass stands in the wind.
Fu Zhu sat on the edge of the cliff and could still see the snow in the distant mountains, like clouds and cover, hiding the spring scenery.
The girl was still wearing the white fur from the mountain, tightly wrapped up, and she looked a little more delicate.
She opened her palm, and Hiji jumped onto her hand, "This is the little friend I met during my training, Hiji."
Wen Chen's gentle eyes swept over the elf, and he smiled slightly: "The spiritual creatures of heaven and earth that are born out of love are very good."
Riji felt a little embarrassed when Wen Chen praised her. She replied cautiously and politely: "Thank you, Fu Zhu's master, for the compliment."
Wen Chen smiled happily.
Fu Zhu then began to tell her experience at the foot of the mountain, "The ghost king of Wangshe City was finally killed by a young swordsman."
"He used the lead sword technique." This was also Fu Zhu's biggest doubt when he went down the mountain this time.
She turned to look at Master Wen Chen, "Does our Sword Sect have such a powerful swordsman? Why have we never heard of his name?"
Listening to Fu Zhu's description, Wen Chen already had a guess in his mind. He took a breath and said slowly, "The person you saw should be your second uncle, Li Qingzhao."
"Like you, he is a pure swordsman who only practices swords throughout his life."
There was a sad sigh in Wen Chen's tone that Fu Zhu couldn't understand.
Among the three junior brothers, Junior Brother Li has the best talent and the best personality. He is not as gloomy as him, nor is he as rigid and stubborn as the third junior brother.
In fact, it is a bit similar to Fu Zhu. Both of them are as energetic as the rising sun. But it is very different. Li Qingzhao is bold and deviant. It would not be surprising if he pokes a hole in the sky one day. Zhuzhu respects teachers, is well-behaved, gentle and strong.
Fu Zhu rarely heard anyone mention this mysterious second uncle. Last time, senior sister Zhuwei only said a few words and stopped going on.
"Why doesn't Second Senior Uncle return to Zhenshan? He has forgotten that there are two apprentices who have been guarding Kongyun Peak!" Fu Zhu felt a little sorry for Senior Brother Yunbai and Senior Sister Zhuwei.
Wen Chen shook his head, "At that time, everyone just thought he went down the mountain to play and came back after a while. Who would have thought that since then, he would have lost all faith in him."
He, the second junior brother, is simple to say the least, but no one can guess his impromptu thoughts.
But if it was true as Zhuzhu said, Wen Chen was still happy in his heart. At least Junior Brother Li did not die in obscurity, but had reached the threshold of ascension, and might have ascended long ago.
His talented junior brother should have risen through the ranks.
It's a pity that the two children, Yunbai and Zhuwei, can no longer wait for their master.
Fu Zhu saw that Wen Chen was sad and stopped mentioning Li Qingzhao. She took out the soul-catching flag she got from Shu He, "I got it from an evil cultivator. Master, look at it. Is there anything wrong with this soul flag?"
This soul flag cannot be broken even by the sword of Senior Sister's Transformation God. It is definitely not an ordinary thing.
Wen Chen took the soul flag, and a subtle aura floated faintly. He frowned slightly and probed in with his spiritual sense.
Inside was a vast black space, and the Yin Fire was split into pieces by the sword energy and scattered everywhere.
A burst of spiritual power appeared in Wen Chen's palm, and he injected it into the soul flag, extinguishing the yin fire. The black mist dispersed, and a black figure could no longer be hidden.
It was a little girl in black with messy hair. Although she curled up in a corner and stared fiercely at the old man with a white beard outside the soul banner, she looked like she had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. She thought she was very majestic.
The little girl saw the old man with white hair and white beard smiling slightly, then the world started spinning, and she was thrown out.
Is she out?
The little girl casually grabbed a handful of white mass in front of her eyes, felt the real touch, and suddenly laughed loudly, "Haha——"
She was so happy that she couldn't laugh anymore, "Hey! My butt!"
It turned out that Fu Zhu had snatched the corner of her clothes from the little girl in black. She looked at the little girl who fell out of the soul flag and asked Xiang Wenchen, "Master... who is she?"
The soul-catching flag should only be able to capture people's souls. This little girl is not afraid of sunlight and can touch her clothes. She is obviously a living person.
"What can he know?" The little girl in black got up from the ground and patted the dirt on her butt. "My name is Sanqing. As for my identity, I definitely can't tell you!"
Wen Chen had finished purifying the soul flag, and several golden lines gradually appeared on the edge of the black flag. "This is not the soul-capturing flag, but the Xun flag where the Xuan Lei Demon-Slaying Formation is arranged."
"The evil cultivator probably didn't know where it came from, misidentified it, and finally refined it into a flag that can capture people's souls."
The little girl named Sanqing glanced at Wenchen and said, "I didn't expect you to know about the Demon-Slaying Flag. You are more discerning than that damn Shu He."
Sanqing gritted her teeth when she mentioned Shu He. If she hadn't been unable to get out at that time, she would have thrown Shu He into the flag banner to feel the burning pain of the yin fire.
Roast him for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and his soul will be destroyed.
Sanqing's tone was offensive, but Wen Chen was not angry. He continued: "The Demon-Slaying Flag has eight sides in total. When all eight sides are gathered, the Demon-Slaying Formation can be set up. Call on Xuan Lei to slay the demons."
"But this flag is mostly ruined now..."
Sanqing interrupted Wen Chen, "A broken flag is useless if it is useless. What's there to talk about? No one can gather the eight demon-slaying flags anyway."
"I'm leaving now, please lend me a loan." The little girl waved her hand very coolly.
She just walked around the corner, grinned, and returned to where she was in the next moment.
Sanqing said angrily: "Why are you stopping me! I want to go down the mountain! I want to get out of here!"
Wen Chen said helplessly: "No one will stop you."
Yu Lanze: Do you want to learn how to draw talismans with me?
Wu Sheng: Let’s agree first. It’s better than nothing.
