Wen Jin put the red paper on Zhou Lingfeng's Taoist Talisman, took out a charcoal pen and traced the Taoist Talisman red.
Zhou Lingfeng looked at her worriedly, "Although the empress is extremely talented...but the Taoist talisman, uh...must be infused with spiritual power to be effective. It is not useful...just by tracing it out."
Wen Jin heard it. Zhou Lingfeng put it mildly in order to take care of her face.
"How do I infuse spiritual power?" Wen Jin said with high spirits, "I have to try. Because of the Taoist temple on the mountain, I don't know which side they stand on."
If you rush to ask for help and the other party doesn't help, it's just a waste of time.
But if the other party catches her and hands her over to Xiao Yuchen... she will be trapped in the trap.
"You have to practice and experience it on your own. The Taoist talisman has a spirit, and its spirit will guide people to understand the power contained in it.
"So, the same Taoist talisman, written by different people, will gradually become different.
"Because each individual is an energy field, and Taoist symbols are also energy fields. Fields interact with each other, influence and transform each other..."
Wen Jin was temporarily enrolled in a comprehensive course on energy, Taoism, and physics.
"With your talent and understanding, you will definitely be able to learn this talisman given time...but now, time is running out."
Zhou Lingfeng suddenly said urgently, "Madam, I will contact you later!"
After Zhou Lingfeng finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.
The dream gradually faded away.
Wen Jin opened his eyes, it was already afternoon.
The afternoon sun filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and fell mottledly on her face.
Wen Jin held the red tracing paper in her hand, on which she traced the fire attack talisman.
"As long as you practice diligently, given time..."
Wen Jin recalled Zhou Lingfeng's words.
"Who said I don't have time to practice? I have time!"
Wen Jin entered the space and came to the cabin.
She laid yellow paper on the table in the cabin and ground cinnabar ink.
She uses the best things, the best yellow paper, and top-grade cinnabar ink. This is not the point...the point is that the water she uses to grind the ink is pure spiritual spring water!
"If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tool. My tool is sharp enough, so I can't help but do my job well, right?"
Wen Jin looked at the clepsydra on the side table again.
She wanted to take advantage of the time difference between space and the outside world to practice writing this talisman in space.
According to the speed at which the fruit matures, it takes one season in space and almost one day outside.
After "months" of diligent practice, she still can't learn a Taoist talisman?
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready. Wen Jin picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and unconsciously glanced at the clepsydra again.
She looked at the characters she traced in red and copied them one by one on the yellow paper.
She was not yet familiar with the talismans, so she had to concentrate on looking at the red outline for each stroke, so it was naturally impossible to concentrate.
But after copying ten of them, the characters were already clear to me.
At this time, if you practice again, you don’t need to be distracted to see the symbols.
She could focus on her pen, stroke by stroke, becoming more and more familiar.
Wen Jin unconsciously looked up at the clepsydra again... Two hours have passed. How long has it been outside?
Will Zisu and the others be caught up by Xiao Yuchen?
Can Yu'er control the overall situation in Kyoto?
Will Han Xian and the others be in danger inside the Taoist temple?
One worry after another popped up one after another like mushrooms after a rain.
She immediately couldn't concentrate on the paper.
Wen Jin calmed down and said, "Focus, focus, focus..."
She closed her eyes and chanted silently.
After she felt calm, she opened her eyes again and dipped her pen in the ink.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the clepsydra again, and another moment passed...
Wen Jin felt that this quiet space was very noisy, as if someone was roaring in her ears, shouting, "Time is running out, hurry up, hurry up!"
This space is so quiet, it's as if you can hear the sound of flowers blooming and falling.
It's not the environment that's noisy, it's her heart.
Too many thoughts, too anxious thoughts, too many worries... are all the source of this noise.
Wen Jin knew that if she couldn't calm down and concentrate, she wouldn't be able to learn this talisman.
Repeated practice will only make you resemble a tiger instead of a cat.
She took one last look at the clepsydra, and then... she used her mind to control it and threw the clepsydra out of the window.
"Ideas!" Wen Jin suddenly realized that she was trapped in the space and couldn't get out.
Isn’t this also how you exercise your “idea power”?
She has to be focused enough, and through repeated practice and grinding, can she develop a tacit understanding with the space.
The higher the tacit understanding, the easier it will be for her to use her mind in space, and the less resistance there will be.
It's as if space has become a part of her body, as natural as eating and walking.
"I see……"
Wen Jin lowered her eyes and looked at the talisman she had written. She also wanted to blend in with the talisman until it became a part of her body.
Until she picked up the pen to write the talisman, it didn't take any effort, it just happened naturally...she just became it.
Wen Jin no longer pursues speed, and even forgets time and does not care about the result.
She simply became familiar with that symbol, experienced it, and felt the energy it contained.
She gradually realized that this was not a boring thing.
Although it was the same character, she had different feelings every time she wrote it.
Sometimes, her hands were numb, and sometimes, her entire arm felt heavy, as if being pressed by an invisible force.
But sometimes, she feels light and even feels hot all over, as if she is on fire...
"Hoo..."
When Wen Jin looked up, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Unknowingly, has she already written so many Taoist charms?
Some of these Taoist charms were piled on the table, and some fell to the ground.
They are stacked and connected together, and the cinnabar ink on the Taoist talismans actually emits sparkling light, like the water surface covered with sunlight, with ripples.
The lights of the characters are connected together, like a fire dragon, with vigorous and scorching energy, stirring and roaring in this small wooden house.
"It's done! I'm done!" Wen Jin grinned.
She moved her shoulders, her neck was stiff.
She didn't know how long she had been in there.
When she left the space with the Taoist talisman, she suddenly realized that...it was already dark?
What night is this?
During the time she was in space, how many days and nights did she spend outside?
It was dark and silent.
The croaking of crows made the mountain forest look even more eerie.
"Zhou Lingfeng? What time is it now? How long has it been since I last contacted you?" Wen Jin's heartbeat was fast, and she was a little uneasy.
Regardless of whether it was late at night or not, whether Zhou Lingfeng was asleep or not...she still used the transmission talisman to contact him.
Fortunately, even if Zhou Lingfeng fell asleep, he would not die.
He quickly replied, "Go back to the Queen, one day and one night have passed. How are you doing there? Have you found a way to break the thorn array? Don't go to the Taoist temple on the mountain. There are people from the emperor there."
"How is the situation in Kyoto? How is Yu'er?" Wen Jin asked quickly.
"Kyoto..." Zhou Lingfeng hesitated, "Kyoto is still relatively stable. Let's wait until the empress gets out of trouble."
Also, Han Xian couldn't be saved, and she couldn't go back to Kyoto now. Knowing the situation in Kyoto, she was just worried.
Wen Jin calmed down and placed the sparkling Taoist talisman on the thorn bush.
She concentrated on the Taoist talisman, "Burn!"
