Teng Zhao expressionlessly pushed away his unattractive master and silently arranged the things on the table neatly.
Qin Liuxi chuckled and said: "Now you have figured out how to draw a talisman. You still need to practice more, and you need to practice more. Look, you have drawn a talisman with a white face. If you meet an opponent in the future, once you fight, If you fail to draw the talisman, you will lose."
"Fighting Talisman?"
Qin Liuxi nodded: "It sounds like Xuanhu is not in the mortal world, right? Zhaozhao, in the mortal world, there is good and there is evil. We are practicing evil ways, and some people are practicing evil ways for selfish desires. Good and evil are not mutually exclusive, and this is always the case. Opposites. In the future, when you are a monk and walk in the secular world, you will also encounter evil people, and even some people who claim to be righteous. Once the two parties are opposed, there will inevitably be a fight."
"The Taoist sects in the world are one family, but each has its own way and each has its own insistence. This is how to discuss the Tao. However, the Tao is different and they do not conspire with each other. When encountering those who are slightly persistent, they will have disputes or even fights, even if they are both different. It's the right way." Qin Liuxi said: "You will know it just by looking at your master."
Teng Zhao was puzzled: "What happened to Master?"
Qin Liuxi said: "Your master also has someone who wants to fight, and he is from the same sect. It's a pity that the old man is not in good health, and he still wants to seek revenge. I'm afraid it's just a dream."
But Teng Zhao had never heard of a fellow sect killing each other?
Qin Liuxi still wanted to say a few words, but there was a heavy cough outside the door.
"If you don't talk to people during the day, your teacher is not dead yet."
Qin Liuxi stood up and walked out. When he saw the old Taoist Chi Yuan blowing his beard and staring, he smiled and said, "Hey, listen to the corner."
Chi Yuan Lao Taoist glared at her angrily and pursed his lips at the package on the ground: "Why did you bring such an evil thing into the temple?"
Even though Qin Liuxi used the talisman to suppress the evil spirit, he was still aware of the evil aura.
Qin Liuxi said: "It's the blood curse caused by the Si Lengyue family. I'm going to send it to Wuxiang Temple. I want Master Huineng to help me redeem it and then remove the curse."
"Oh? Did you find a way?" Old Chi Yuan said with some interest.
Qin Liuxi suppressed a smile and said, "This is the most cruel method."
"Talk about it." Old Chi Yuan walked in.
Qin Liuxi didn't hide anything. When he told him how to break the curse, Chi Yuan's eyebrows jumped.
"If this is the case, we have to set up a magic circle." Karma, don't let it go wrong, otherwise...
Qin Liuxi didn't notice the old man's strange behavior, and simply explained his plan: "The biggest fear is that she won't be able to bear the damage to her heart and soul."
Old Taoist Chi Yuan was silent for a moment and said: "This was originally her fate. This method of breaking the curse is also a change of fate against the will of heaven. Whatever the cause and effect, she has to bear it herself, and the person you break the curse also bears. Do you understand?"
This tells Qin Liuxi that he is mentally prepared to bear the consequences of competing with the sky.
Qin Liuxi: "Don't worry."
"Master?" A waxy voice sounded at the door.
Qin Liuxi looked over and saw little Wangchuan wearing a crooked thick robe, rubbing his eyes and standing at the door looking at her.
A gust of cold wind blew, Wangchuan shuddered, and he was completely awake. Seeing that it was Qin Liuxi, he quickly ran over: "It's really the master who is back. I'm not dreaming."
Wangchuan threw himself into Qin Liuxi's arms, his heart and eyes full of attachment and grievance.
"I dream about Master every day, wuwu." After saying this, he shed tears of grievance.
Qin Liuxi hurriedly coaxed and coaxed, and finally made the little girl laugh, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Teng Zhao looked at it with a bit of envy in his eyes.
Qin Liuxi randomly checked his young apprentice's homework as usual. Wangchuan's eyes rolled around, feeling a little guilty, and he looked at Elder Chi Yuan.
Master, save me!
Old Taoist Chi Yuan coughed and said: "She is only five years old and doesn't know a few words. Don't be too harsh..."
Qin Liuxi's face sank: "That's not what you said when I followed you when I was five years old."
Do you want to have an intergenerational relationship with her?
Chi Yuan Lao Taoist stood up quickly and said: "Master, I have to go and offer incense to my ancestor. You should hurry up and have morning lessons."
He can't bear it when his apprentice gets angry. Forgive me, my ancestor, I can't help him.
The soles of Chi Yuan Laodao's feet were greased.
When Wangchuan saw that his ancestor had run away, he looked pitifully at his senior brother Teng Zhao, who said expressionlessly: "Recite the soup song, Ephedra Soup."
Wangchuan straightened his body and spoke quickly: "Use cinnamon twigs, almonds and licorice in the ephedra soup. If you have fever, aversion to cold, head pain, or take this for typhoid fever, you will be sweating."
"Da Qing Long Soup."
"Da Qinglong Decoction with cinnamon ephedra, apricot grass, gypsum, ginger and jujube is good. It is good for the sun without sweating and irritability. It is good for both wind and cold."
"Little Green Dragon Soup."
"Xiaolong Qingtang treats water and qi, relieves wheezing, coughing, vomiting, and thirst. Ginger..." Wangchuan paused: "Ginger, ginger..."
She suppressed her blush and felt a little anxious.
Teng Zhao continued: "Ginger, cinnamon, ephedra and peony are sweet, asarum and pinellia have five other flavors. I haven't memorized it, so I will copy fifty big characters today."
Wangchuan groaned, feeling even more pitiful, but under the threatening eyes of his senior brother, he did not dare to say a word.
Teng Zhao ignored her and took Wangchuan's homework from another shelf and brought it to Qin Liuxi.
Qin Liuxi opened it and saw that the copybook was written crookedly, some were large and some were small, all of which were words for children's enlightenment, and the script was even more unbearable to look at.
Not to mention it's a talisman, the lines are all crooked and weak, just like drawing randomly in a notebook.
The one further back is a little better, but still can't be seen as a talisman.
Qin Liuxi snapped it shut and closed his eyes.
There is no harm without comparison.
The two disciples were so different. The only good thing was that she could still recite a few Tangtou songs.
Qin Liuxi looked at Teng Zhao, who stiffened and explained hurriedly: "I tell her to practice kung fu and learn calligraphy and painting talismans every day. She doesn't dare to be lazy."
Therefore, there is really no penalty for brushing Gongtong or anything like that.
Qin Liuxi saw his little thoughts and said, "But her progress..."
"I will continue to teach her and won't let her be lazy." Teng Zhao looked at Wangchuan, clenched his fists, and beat her up if she dared to be lazy!
Wangchuan pouted.
Qin Liuxi looked at the two of them, made a reluctant expression, and said: "Since you have the consciousness of being a senior brother, then I will help you as a teacher."
Teng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wangchuan, don't let down your senior brother's encouragement." Qin Liuxi said: "Learning skills requires hard work, but once you learn it, you can travel all over the world and no one can take it away."
"Disciple, please follow your master's instructions."
Qin Liuxi then stood up: "Let's go and offer incense to the Patriarch, do morning service, then go to Wuxiang Temple, and then go back down the mountain to the city."
Wangchuan jumped up, finally able to return to the city.
Teng Zhao also had a bit of joy in his eyes. He didn't know how neatly the little ginseng trees grew. He looked at the small scissors on the table and fell into deep thought.
In the side courtyard of the Qin family in the city, the little ginseng spirit who was buried in a nest suddenly felt that the leaves above his head were chilly. Is it because of the snow?
It’s a new month, as usual, 6,000 yuan will be opened. I still ask for your care and support, and leave the tickets to our Sister Xi, mua!
(End of chapter)
