Chapter Twenty-Seven: Cultivation
In the end, Han Lin still couldn't send Zhao Gang and them, because when the three of them followed the Ye family's guards and quietly left, Han Lin was haunted by a strange dream. And all of this has to start with the talisman given to Han Lin by the young talisman master.
While in the Xishan Mine, Han Lin once inadvertently alerted a young talisman and spared him. In order to thank Han Lin, the talisman master gave Han Lin five talismans.
These five talismans have always been placed at the bottom of his package by Han Lin. If it weren't for the fact that in the afternoon, when Han Lin turned over the jade pendant given by Zhao Gang into the package, he might have really forgotten it.
"Master ......" Holding those few talismans, Han Lin felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
"If it weren't for that talisman, I wouldn't have run away in embarrassment, isn't this a good intention. Han Lin laughed at himself.
But although he thought so, Han Lin did not regret what he had done, if he did it again, he would still help, because this was the character he had cultivated on the earth, and it could not be changed.
"If you want to blame yourself, blame yourself for not adapting to this world," Han Lin smiled bitterly, "Or maybe my strength is not enough, if I can be as powerful as that talisman master, then who dares to bully me at will......"
But this is just a matter of thinking, after all, not everyone can become a talisman. Just talking about this talisman, it is not something that can be drawn by a single person.
The composition is exquisite, the pattern is so complex, even if Han Lin has been looking at it for so long, he still can't see why. Even if he wanted to copy, he would probably have to waste a lot of effort.
"I don't know how they drew it," Han Lin's hand gestured casually on the table. But as he painted, Han Lin's state became a little strange.
He didn't even notice that with the continuous copying, his whole person fell into a wonderful state, he forgot the time, forgot the outside world, and even ignored himself, only the talisman in his eyes.
He only felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the pattern that he should have remembered, but now he had forgotten, and he desperately wanted to remember. And as the patterns he drew on the table became more and more similar to those on the talismans, the feeling intensified.
"This is how it should be drawn......
"It's almost ...... here"
"It's done!"
"Boom" As the pattern on the talisman was completely drawn by Han Lin, a huge piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind, and Han Lin only felt a pain in his head, and he fainted.
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Han Lin woke up again, it was in a small secret room, looking around, only a middle-aged man in the room was sitting at an ordinary wooden table, constantly drawing something, and nothing else.
"Could this be, knot?" Han Lin was no stranger to this situation, he had also encountered this situation after seeing the Dan Sutra at the Dan Pavilion Maiden before.
It's just that the man was alchemizing that time, and after observing that person's alchemy, Han Lin also learned the theory and method of alchemy. Combined with the fact that he was copying the talisman before, this time it should be a talisman.
Sure enough, when Han Lin walked to the table, he did find that the man was using a brush dipped in red liquid, drawing strange symbols on the rune paper.
Although the man didn't say a word, Han Lin could clearly understand the other party's technique, and every time the man drew one, the name and purpose of the talisman appeared in Han Lin's mind.
"Fireball Charm"
"Ice Sword Talisman"
"Ground Thorn Charm"
"Swift Charm"
“......”
The man's speed was very fast, and in less than a stick of incense, there were already a pile of talismans piled up on the side of the table.
When he finished refining the last Great Power Talisman, the man put down his pen and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Han Lin didn't pay attention to the man's changes, he was still immersed in the previous talisman, and only after he had completely digested this information did he open his eyes: "I see, this is all the first-order talismans, it's not very difficult!"
If Han Lin let the other talisman masters hear this, then they would not be half angry.
As we all know, although alchemy is not like alchemy, the cooperation between various herbs needs to be considered, but it is still extremely difficult.
Why is it difficult? This starts with the source of the power of the talisman.
The talisman is different from the spell, if the spell is the manifestation of the cultivator's own strength, then the talisman is the external power that the cultivator uses to help, and this power is the origin of the world.
The talisman is just a rope, a link that man uses to connect the cosmic world. Through this bond, the cultivator can borrow the power of the world origin connected by the talisman. And with the different origins of the connection, the number is different, and the power exerted by the talisman is also very different, which is the mystery of the talisman.
And the reason why the rune can achieve this miraculous effect is inseparable from the runes on it.
Runes, a concrete reflection of the origin of the world, are an easy-to-understand "language" that communicates heaven and earth made by cultivators who have achieved cultivation for future generations. If you want to refine the talisman, you must feel the corresponding "language" and fully understand it before you can start refining the talisman.
In the production, in addition to the perception of runes, it is also necessary to have a pious heart. If the mind is chaotic, resulting in the mind not being able to reach heaven and earth, the natural talisman is not effective, and the practice should not be.
Moreover, even if you are proficient in one kind of talisman, when refining other talismans, you still have to re-learn and comprehend and slowly improve your proficiency, which is why it is difficult to refine talismans.
In addition to this, what makes the talisman's headache even more is actually the danger when refining talismans. Since refining talismans means communicating with the origin of heaven and earth, the talisman master must always face the danger of being eaten by the origin.
Moreover, the more high-level talismans are, the greater the danger, and the more exquisite, and some talismans even have requirements for the time and environment in which the talisman master is located when refining.
If the requirements are not met, not only will the talisman be refined, but the refiner will be counterattacked because of the forcible communication between heaven and earth, and the light ones will be mentally traumatized, and the serious ones may even die directly.
Of course, a simple talisman is still relatively safe when refining, because the origin of the world it communicates with is very small, so even if it fails, it will not have too strong a backlash against the refiner, at most, it will make the spiritual power run poorly, making the talismans uncomfortable for a few days, but this is not what the talismans want to see.
Therefore, in order to avoid being harmed, there is an iron rule passed down from mouth to mouth among the talismans, which is simply two prohibitions: do not communicate with the origin of heaven and earth at will, and do not refine unfamiliar talismans at will.
And like Han Lin just now, as an ordinary person, the behavior of copying runes at will is even more dangerous. Otherwise, Han Lin triggered the "node" at a critical time and stopped his behavior, he was afraid that he would have been turned into a fool by the origin of heaven and earth.
But it was Han Lin's recklessness that led him to learn to refine the first-order talisman, which is called blessing and misfortune.
"Now that I've learned, it's time for me to leave" After Han Lin sorted out the information in his head, he opened his eyes and prepared to leave the dream.
That's right, Han Lin knew that this was a dream. I just don't know how this dream is formed, and I can actually "stay awake" in it. Until you remember what you have demonstrated in the dream, the dream will be dissolved.
But this time it was different from what Han Lin thought, he waited for a long time, and still didn't see any posture to be lifted by the energy, which means that there are still things in the dream that Han Lin has not learned.
Han Lin, who understood this, began to look around seriously, but there was nothing strange around, this was an ordinary secret room, except for a table and a bunch of talismans, there was nothing else.
"Could it be that the talisman didn't remember it all?" Han Lin guessed.
To test his suspicions, he flipped through the talismans on the table one by one, but the result was that he memorized each one.
"What's the problem then" Han Lin looked around again, and when his gaze swept over the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the ground, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"This man seems to have been sitting here for a long time, what is he doing?" Han Lin looked at the man.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this time, Han Lin really saw some doorways. In Han Lin's eyes, he saw that around the man, there were many points of light being sucked into his body. In this way, it's like absorbing energy.
"Could it be that he's cultivating?"
As soon as this idea came out, many intricate lines instantly appeared on the man's body, and those points of light were absorbed into the lines, and after running in the lines for a week, they merged into a huge ball of light three inches below the man's umbilicus.
Although Han Lin had never seen this kind of thing before, as soon as he saw him now, he understood that this man was indeed cultivating. In that case, the reason why I haven't left the dream realm yet should be that I haven't learned this cultivation method yet.
"I didn't expect that this 'node' would even teach cultivation?" Han Lin was shocked, but after a brief shock, he came back to his senses, "But, can I cultivate?"
As mentioned earlier, if you want to cultivate the truth in the Pangu Continent, you must have a spiritual root, and you must have an excellent spiritual root to ensure your cultivation speed.
But among ordinary people, those who often have spiritual roots are one in a hundred, and those who have good spiritual roots are even more one in a thousand. This kind of probability, Han Lin really didn't believe that it could fall on him.
But even if you don't believe it now, there's no way, after all, if you don't learn, Han Lin is afraid that he will be trapped here forever.
"Anyway, I just learn a method, if I can use it better in reality, I won't lose if I can't use it" Driven by this psychology, Han Lin simply took a sideways heart and learned from a man to sit down cross-legged.
Originally, Han Lin thought that it would be difficult to master, but he didn't expect it to be the same as before. As soon as Han Lin sat down, a memory appeared directly in his mind. When he sorted out the information in his memory, he found that this was a cultivation method called "Immortal Urn".
Under the comparison of the exercises, Han Lin found that the man was originally cultivating during the Qi refining period. As for the cultivation methods such as the foundation building period after that, Han Lin subconsciously felt that he knew it, but he just couldn't remember it.
"Maybe I haven't cultivated to that realm yet, so I can't remember it," Han Lin guessed, "But no matter what, I remembered it anyway." ”
In order to verify his memory, Han Lin specially learned from a man and manipulated his virtual body in the dream to carry out the same cultivation.
And just when Han Lin in the dream realm successfully absorbed the first point of light and sent it into the meridians for a weekly cycle.
In his real body, the natal magic weapon: black liquid, as if instructed by something, also began to frantically follow the cultivation method of "Immortal Urn", running quickly in Han Lin's meridians.
As the black liquid continued to circulate, the air around Han Lin gradually became distorted and became more and more obvious. In the end, a huge vortex was directly formed, inhaling the spiritual energy in the air into Han Lin's body.
"Huh?" At the same time as the whirlpool was formed, in a secret room of the Ye family, an old man with a white beard and a wrinkled face suddenly opened his eyes, and looked in the direction where Han Lin was.
It wasn't until half an hour later that the old man retracted his gaze and muttered to himself: "He is worthy of being recognized by the Dan Pavilion, and he is indeed a genius who has not been met in ten thousand years!"
"The Ye family - I have found a treasure!"