Jining savored the food delivered by the waiter and slowly regained his strength. Thinking of the culprit's dagger, he then found the dagger in a corner of the room.
Jining was a little surprised. The rust on the body of the dagger had mostly disappeared. The word "Yunyin" on the sword and the blurry lines on the edge gradually became clearer.
The dagger now looked very different from the original one, which was as tattered as scrap metal, and the blade on the edge of the sword was also exposed. After looking at the blade, he picked up the dagger and lightly scratched it on the table. A deep scratch appeared on the smooth, mirror-like tabletop. Jining was shocked. It seemed that this sword was definitely not an ordinary sword.
In the early morning, Xinshi Pier is crowded with people. On the bluestone-paved pier, fishermen who have just landed fish and merchants in a hurry make the pier look particularly lively. It is now the fifth day since Jining arrived in Yidu City. I have been recuperating in the inn for the past few days. Now, except for my spiritual power, which has not been restored, other physical conditions have almost recovered.
With a grimace, Jining waited at the pier for the passenger ship from the small town of Hekou. Thinking of what had just happened, he felt a bit dumbfounded. It turned out that he was checking out at the inn and about to leave. The waiter found that the table in the guest room was scratched and pulled Jining's clothes to demand compensation. He smiled bitterly when he thought that he, a cultivator of immortality, was being dragged around by an ordinary person on the street.
He was also a little depressed. If he hadn't lost all his spiritual power, how could a mortal waiter rely on him?
Looking at the Yulong River, I remembered that it had been four years since I left the small town at the mouth of the river. I recalled how embarrassed I was when I fled. Maybe others had forgotten that a young Taoist priest was hunted down by a large number of people from all walks of life, but Jining looked into the distance. Taking a deep breath, this shame will be engraved in my heart forever.
He pondered in his heart that when one day he appeared in front of Lie Xiangtian, the leader of the Blue Blood Sword Sect, he would definitely regret what had happened.
Thinking of this made Jining a little anxious, thinking about how to restore his spiritual power as soon as possible. However, Jining felt that his five senses were still sharp and had not declined, so he touched the sleeve arrow on his right arm to feel a little calmer.
Not long after, a large three-story sailing ship finally appeared at the dock. There were many rooms between the flat and upper floors of the passenger ship for guests to live in. The bottom floor was used to load cargo.
Jining followed the merchants and tourists who boarded the passenger ship in twos and threes. The main room of the flat-floor passenger ship, which is a place for ordinary merchants to stay because the ship fare is relatively cheap, is now full of small businessmen who want to save some ship fare. The upper floors mostly have single rooms. Due to the higher shipping costs, it is usually the big merchants who live in the upper floors. Since entering the realm of cultivating immortals, Jining didn't have much money, but he didn't care about yellow and white things. Seeing that he still had enough money, Jining asked for a single room.
Perhaps thinking of the past events made him unable to calm down. Jining did not meditate in the passenger ship, but closed his eyes to rest.
The passenger ship was moving slowly towards the mouth of the river, and a group of water birds splashed across the surface of the Yulong River. The noisy calls of water birds woke up Jining who had closed his eyes to relax.
Jining opened his eyes and looked at the scenery around the Yulong River. The towering peaks on both sides were empty and looming in the mist, like flying dragons dancing. Jining was deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery of Yulong River, and his gloomy mood slowly returned to calm.
Maybe it was because of the long boat ride, but the boat was also unusually quiet.
One day and one night later, Jining walked down to the riverside pier in the small town of Hekou. Seeing that the riverside pier was still as lively as before, Jining suddenly fell into a dream while looking at the vaguely familiar scenery. Jining did not stop and walked towards the Taoist temple at the foot of Yulong Mountain.
On the edge of the Yulong Mountains, fifty miles away from the small town of Hekou, which Jiming Mountain still stands, which Taoist temple is still there, but the Taoist temple is in dilapidated condition, and the green tiles on the roof have partially collapsed due to the rot of the rafters. There are no traces of the original Taoist books left inside. It may be that the nearby mountain people saw that the Taoist temple was abandoned, so they moved all the useful objects inside the Taoist temple. However, Jining did not care about these mundane things. When I came back this time, I just wanted to take a look at the place where he grew up and put an end to the last of my earthly ties.
Looking at the abandoned Taoist temple, Jining still felt a little sad, but soon after walking out of the Taoist temple, he was going to pick up a handful of earth in front of the master's grave to comfort the master's spirit in heaven.
In a small valley not far from the Taoist temple, there is a small earth bag among the lush green bamboos. There is a tombstone on the small earth bag. There are some pastries and snacks placed in front of the tombstone. There was a young Taoist priest kneeling in front of the tombstone and whispering this.
The young Taoist priest was Jining. After paying homage to his master, he saw that the sky was getting darker, so he decided to go back to the Taoist temple to spend the night. Seeing the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun in the center of the hall covered with dust and cobwebs, and the damp ground covered with green moss and looking dilapidated, Jining felt a little sad. After all, this is where he and his master have always lived.
Jining walked through the main hall and walked to the courtyard behind the main hall, which was where he used to practice, study, eat and live in his childhood. When I walked into the yard, I found that in addition to the dead branches and leaves on the ground, a bowl that I had placed on the stone table when I left was still there, but the bowl was covered with thick dust and water. Jining walked across the yard and walked into the room where he used to live.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a rotten and moldy smell. The wooden bed, tables and stools in the room were already somewhat rotten and covered with cobwebs. At this moment, Jining was startled when he saw a rotten wooden board under the bed. Regardless of the musty smell, he walked over and opened the rotten wooden board.
Which small wooden box was still there under the wooden board? Jining lifted the wooden box, wiped off the dust on it and opened the box. At this time, the two books in the wooden box were lying quietly. One is the longevity secret left to me by the master, and the other is a book given to me by Mr. Yu at that time.
Jining did not recognize this book at the time, and only knew that it was a book with talismans drawn on it. However, after studying the annotations of the ancient book, Jining saw the words "Five Elements Talisman Technique" on the surface of the book.
"Eh" Jining was a little surprised. He didn't expect this book to be about the art of cultivating immortals. This also reminds me of the ten-year agreement I promised Mr. Yu at that time, and found that almost six years have passed.
Jining picked up and opened the Five Elements Talisman Technique. On the first page, he saw some instructions on the use of the Talisman Technique.
The so-called talisman technique uses a carrier that can seal spiritual power. The carrier that can seal spiritual power is generally called talisman paper. There are thousands of materials for talisman paper. Generally, the fur of monsters can be made into talisman paper, but low-level talisman paper It can also be made with special yellow paper.
Then the spell can be sealed onto the talisman paper with the help of the rune pattern that conforms to the law of heaven. However, it is generally required that the pen and cinnabar used to draw the talisman must be spiritual objects, otherwise the magic power cannot be directed to the talisman paper. After the talisman is made and used, it is necessary to communicate the invisible power in the talisman through oral formulas, finger formulas and other methods. Because of the use of rune patterns, spells, etc., it is called spelling.
Talismans are generally divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade and top-grade. The higher the grade, the more powerful the talismans will be. Making the magic talisman is extremely difficult. Not only is the success rate very low, but the materials for refining are extremely scarce. The refining of the talisman and the monk's own cultivation are also quite difficult.
In addition, the person who refines the talisman should be familiar with the sun, moon, stars, wind, clouds, thunder and lightning, the yin and yang, the five elements, and the aura force fields of mountains, rivers and mountains. There is also a lot of content written in the book.
Jining saw that the sky was getting dark, closed the Five Elements Talisman and looked around. Seeing the dilapidated room, he picked up the Five Elements Talisman Technique and the book the master left for him and walked back to the main hall.
We found a place in the main hall and built a bonfire. Prepare to spend tonight here.
The sky is getting darker, and the light of the bonfire in the hall makes the whole hall particularly bright. Jining meditated and rested by the campfire.
After a while, Jining opened his eyes and showed helplessness on his face. He looked inside his Dantian while meditating and saw that the spiritual energy in his Dantian was empty. If he didn't find a place with spiritual power to recover as soon as possible, he might have fallen to the third level of Qi Refining. The realm of all levels cannot be preserved.
Jining was a little unwilling to give up, and the map of the distribution of caves and blessed lands in the Qilu of Mountains and Seas appeared in his mind. However, the entire continent including Lu, Qi, Jin, Chu, Wu Yue, Yan and those small princes and small countries was just a piece of immortal abandoned land in the corner of the map. Just land.
With his current strength, it is very difficult to reach the edge of the Immortal Abandoned Land, let alone a sea that is much wider than the Immortal Abandoned Land. Thinking of this, Jining sighed in his heart: "The road to immortality is elusive and has no trace. We are looking for the road, but where is the road!"
Thinking about the ups and downs of the immortal path, Jining couldn't calm down, and he couldn't get into concentration while meditating. In a trance, a voice seemed to come to his ears: "The energy of the heaven and earth spirits exists in all things in the universe, including all vegetation and trees." They all have spirits, the strong have the Tao of nothingness, and the weak have the Tao of the use.”
Then there seemed to be another sound of thunder in his ears, which made Jining wake up instantly.
Looking up, I saw lightning and thunder outside the Taoist temple, followed by heavy rain. The long-abandoned hall began to leak raindrops everywhere. Suddenly a bolt of lightning hit the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun in the hall, shattering the statue.
This thunder startled Jining, but he slowly savored the sentence in his mind: "The spirit of heaven and earth is present in everything in the universe. All vegetation and everything has spirit. The strong have no way." , for the weak.”
Jining's eyes gradually brightened, and he knelt down to the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun that had collapsed and shattered.
