In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.
After the boring and expectant work of writing papers, it was another day off.
Lin Xuanzhi lived a life of two points and one line with relish.
Did breakfast and had breakfast.
Like an otaku, he hid in his study again and started cultivating immortality, completely ignoring how many people posted posts inviting him to admire the city's bustling beauty and picturesque scenery.
There is usually a bowl of body-building decoction before breakfast, but Lin Xuanzhi got a jar of Jiaogu body-building ointment because of its strong medicinal effects, so he did not need to take it every day. One spoonful every seven days was enough for digestion.
An urn the size of a baby's head is barely enough for the first half of a year. By then, I should be almost at the level of nourishing my essence. After all, although I haven't moved my qi before, the accumulation of vitality through food and supplements is also good.
After nourishing essence, the second stage of cultivation is to collect Qi.
The soul leads Baihui to move, and the soul leaves the body and senses the heaven and earth, thereby realizing several small innate magical powers. It is also the stage of attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and blending the vitality to give birth to mana.
It was then that he really had some otherworldly means.
It's not like today's level of nourishing essence. It's just a strong body, a strong soul, and the ability to draw talismans and recite incantations, or use the power of the soul to perform some illusions and tricks.
There are several situations in drawing talismans. For someone like Lin Xuanzhi who has no sect, he can basically only draw the talisman based on inspiration from heaven and earth, or he can sincerely burn incense and fast, and draw it with the help of divine, powerful and other spiritual influences.
Of course, if you have a personal relationship with some ghosts and gods, you can also use the power of ghosts and gods to draw talismans, or even invite ghosts and gods.
In the study.
Lin Xuanzhi rubbed his brows and put down the ancient book in his hand, which talked about the method of drawing spiritual talismans.
The book introduces the "Evil Talisman", "House-safe Talisman", "Soothing Talisman", "Golden Sore Talisman", "Ghost Killing Talisman", "Happiness Talisman", "Dream Entering Talisman", "Burning Sun Talisman", and "Ganlin Talisman". Lin Xuanzhi can learn all nine kinds of talismans and spells.
He was already familiar with the content in the book, but he had never tested it himself.
As for the talisman paper, talisman pen, and cinnabar, I have already prepared them, so I can try them out today.
There is no need to fast and bathe, because he is not praying to the gods, but using his own cultivation to sense the ubiquitous spiritual drawings of heaven and earth. He does not care whether you are clean or not.
The mind is clear and calm.
Lin Xuanzhi came to the table where the application items were placed, burned incense and concentrated, then picked up the talisman pen, chanted a mantra in his mouth, raised his hand on the yellow talisman paper, and drew a "Calming Talisman" in one go!
I saw the light flashing on the spell, and then slowly disappeared. It was obviously different from ordinary deceptive things.
A success!
"And...it turns out to be more aura than the ordinary talisman drawn at the essence-raising level, and its power is about 50% stronger?!"
"Is it because of me? Or... is it because of the moon?"
However, after a moment of hesitation, Lin Xuanzhi was sure that he must be extremely talented!
Lin Xuanzhi took advantage of the situation and drew a few more spells of each of the nine kinds of spells until he felt his soul was tired and then stopped.
After having lunch with strong energy, Lin Xuanzhi fell into a deep sleep after returning to the room, as if he didn't know what the world was like.
After waking up in the afternoon, he felt refreshed and stretched. Lin Xuanzhi got up and walked around, opening the window and admiring the scenery outside.
"Today I was a little indulgent, but I finally had some magical means."
I was in a good mood and was about to ask Biyue and Qiuwen to place dinner under the peach tree in the yard and have a leisurely meal when I saw my grandfather's personal bodyguard Shen Tuhong walking into the yard under the leadership of Biyue.
"Master Shentu, what do you want my grandfather to do?"
Shen Tuhong is over sixty years old, with gray hair, but he still looks full of energy. He followed his grandfather when he was young, and his martial arts training is sufficient to achieve great success.
"Fifth Young Master, the general invites you and the eldest young master to come over and have dinner together."
Lin Xuanzhi nodded and smiled: "Master, please go back to your grandfather first. Xuanzhi will go after changing his clothes."
After changing into an aqua blue gown, hanging a simple brocade pouch and a jade pendant around his waist, and arranging his hair again, Lin Xuanzhi came to Chunxi Hall where his grandfather spent his old age.
In the yard.
I saw a burly old man with only a few white hairs on his head, an ordinary face, an ordinary aura, but very sharp eyes, who was casually "training" Lin Xianzhi.
Lin Xuanzhi couldn't bear to look at that scene.
"Fortunately, I am a monastic, fortunately, fortunately..."
It didn't matter to him, Lin Xuanzhi was happy to stand aside and watch the two's martial arts.
After a while, Mr. Lin Tianhu finally gave up after seeing that Lin Xianzhi had really reached his limit.
Lin Xuanzhi smiled and served tea to the old man, while someone over there offered tonic soup to his elder brother.
Lin Tianhu drank the tea like a sip, and sat down at the main seat of the dining table, and then called out: "Xuanzhi, come and sit down quickly. It's very tiring to stand."
After saying that, he glared at Lin Xianzhi and said angrily: "That's it! Why don't you give wine glasses to those barbarians before you go like this!"
The Wubarbar tribe has the habit of using human heads as wine glasses.
Lin Xianzhi, who was in his thirties, could only listen to his grandfather's scoldings with respect and honesty, and had to laugh along with him from time to time.
After listening to the old man commenting on Lin Xianzhi's kung fu, the three of them started to enjoy dinner.
Martial arts practitioners eat a lot of food and eat a lot of nourishing foods. Although Lin Xuanzhi doesn't need to take as many supplements as they do, he is somewhat particular about what he eats.
There was a large table of delicious food, and in a short time, the three of them, the grandfather and the grandson, ate it all.
The three of them closed the door and saw the old man sitting on the Grand Master's chair, with a gloomy face and a faint cold light in his eyes: "Twelve years ago, before Ze'er went to pick up supplies from Shiwanda Mountain, the Tuhuona in the city Xuan Dan was indeed seconded to Blue Wind City by Qiu Laogou's eldest son Qiu Lie, saying that he was going to treat the deputy general's injuries, and he returned it quickly afterwards."
"And the group of plundering barbarians had a clear goal. They seemed to know the escort route of Ze'er and the others, and they were basically tipped off by someone!"
When Lin Xuanzhi heard this, his face was calm and his tone was calm as he said, "How did my grandfather find out?"
The old man snorted coldly: "Even if they clean up the traces, they are not immortals after all, and it is difficult to cover everything."
"At a ghost market in Siguniang Mountain, a drunken spirit ghost accidentally talked about something. One of Old Man Shi's cronies heard it and knew it was related to our family, so he spent fifty taels of incense. Yin then pried open his mouth. The ghost said he had seen someone sneaking towards the Wu Barbarians and then secretly turning back."
"Not long after Ze'er received the order to go to Shiwanda Mountain to receive supplies!"
As the eldest son and grandson of Uncle Zhongyong, Lin Xianzhi was naturally concerned about his third uncle Lin Ze's affairs.
"Can the spirit ghost see clearly who the person is?"
The old man snorted coldly: "The face is not clear, but the magical aura is difficult to completely conceal. It is Wu Changbao, a guest of the enemy's family. He has entered the orifice level twelve years ago."
Lin Xuanzhi's eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he said coldly: "The enemy family... Qiu Yan, the second son of General Qiu, served in the same city as his father and was at the same level. He was expected to be promoted after Baodan. .”
"Could it be that you really want to be the general of Beifeng City?"
