The avenue is three thousand, and the side door is eight hundred.

In the ancient cultivation world, Fu Xiu was often deprecated by some consciously orthodox cultivators, thinking that it was a niche category of the side sect and not a real Dao method.

However, Fu Zheng's lineage can still occupy a place in the cultivation world when the Danding faction is becoming more and more powerful, which also shows that Fu Xiu is not useless.

On the contrary, because it is difficult to get started with Danding Avenue, it is not as quick as Fu Xiu, and under the influence of the idea of quick success and quick profit, it has become the choice of some people to enter the Tao with Fu.

After all, the origin of the talisman is very early, and the history is very long. Long before the pre-Qin period, there were talismans that were handed down to the world. At that time, the witches summoned the gods to impeach the ghosts, suppress the demons and subdue the demons through the talismans.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Taiping Dao arose, using Fu water to cure diseases and save people, quickly rallying the hearts of the people, and then opened the mighty Yellow Turban Army uprising, which led to the demise of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

However, it was at that time that the Fu Qi line became a thorn in the eyes of the rulers for a long time, and the target of key suppression. Over time, the Fu Gong faction slowly declined and could not become the mainstream.

It has either developed lattently among the people, or it has become a method of auxiliary cultivation among the major schools.

Over time, people like Shuiyue Sanren, who are completely based on talismans and cultivators, have become very rare. There is no reference from the predecessors, everything can only rely on their own exploration and research, which may be the main reason why the water and moon scattered people have stopped at the end of the bottleneck and cannot break through.

Qi Xiang felt that Shui Yuesan was really a genius, full of talent, and he was unbeatable in the world. He only relied on a miraculous text, which he deduced by himself, and then gradually evolved into an infinitely useful talisman.

Now Qi Xiang is holding his breath and concentrating, and he is concentrating, which is to outline one of the very simple and practical runes.

Qi Xiang lifted the pen, and his movements were a little rusty. But as soon as the tip of the pen moves, it seems to have been tempered a thousand times, and the action becomes very familiar without the slightest hindrance.

The uniform and slender lines seem to flow smoothly, which is very smooth and beautiful.

Qi Xiang was very attentive and focused on outlining.

The bright red runes also gradually appeared on the yellow paper.

The runes are deceptively simple, but they are also very complex.

While Qi Xiang was concentrating on painting, the surrounding environment quietly underwent subtle changes. In the air, there were faint traces of restlessness.

Suddenly, the wind rose outside the window, and the flowers and trees in the manor, as if pulled by some force, began to tremble gently, and the branches shook and moved.

After a while, a faint white gas suddenly escaped from the green leaves.

White as silk, thinner than hair, difficult to catch with the naked eye.

However, the number of flowers and trees in the large manor is quite large, and the leaves must be in the tens of thousands. One leaf and one breath, constantly accumulating and superimposing, is a very considerable number.

At this moment, if an outsider visits the manor, he will see a strange scene.

In the blue sky and white sun, when the scorching sun was high, the flowers and trees of the manor suddenly shrouded in a faint mist. These fogs are like clouds of smoke, floating and unpredictable.

The fog is like clouds, and the clouds rise and the wind comes.

At this moment, the wind suddenly changed, from a faint breeze to a violent wind. The wind and clouds are surging, overwhelming, the wind and clouds are changing, mighty and endless.

The wind swept and formed a huge vortex in the living room in the blink of an eye, causing the doors and windows to slam.

Qi Xiang was in the center of the vortex, and a touch of white hair and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. Not only did he feel a lot of pressure on his body, but the brush in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he was about to lose his grip.

Although he knew early on that the way of the talisman was definitely not that simple. But he didn't expect that he still underestimated the difficulty of drawing talismans, which made it difficult to ride a tiger now.

In Qi Xiang's understanding, the essence of the talisman is actually to form a small magnetic field on the paper through specific rune patterns to induce karmic changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, so as to achieve a certain purpose.

But there are many things in the world that are easier said than done.

For example, now, Qi Xiang's steps to draw the runes were correct, and he was about to form a spiritual field on the paper, but he underestimated the pressure caused by the changes in the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth.

The pressure was like a mountain, forcing him to not even straighten his waist. The pen is like a thousand jun, so that he can't hold it, can't lift it, and can't move it.

The red runes on the paper are faintly bright, and the mist like smoke and clouds is constantly injected into it. Moistened by the mist, the runes seem to become alive and full of life.

But the talisman didn't work out, and it was just the last stroke.

As long as the last stroke is completed, the magnetic field of spiritual power will be completely sealed on the paper, forming a spiritual rune.

Qi Xiang also knew this, but he couldn't do anything about it. He had done his best, gritted his teeth, and even used the strength to feed, the green tendons on his arms burst out, the blood vessels were knotted little by little, and the palms were even hotter, almost grinding off a layer of skin.

But no matter how hard he tries, the pen in his hand is like a towering tree, and he is the ant who can't help himself, no matter how he lifts and presses, he can't shake the tree in the slightest.

It's like downloading a file, the progress has reached 99%, but the last point, but it can't get over it, it's stuck there, it's very tragic, it's very **.

Qi Xiang's mood is like this, he wants to cry without tears, and he can't stop.

In desperation, he could only do it like this, watching the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that he had finally gathered with great difficulty disappear little by little......

Half an hour later, Qi Xiang felt his whole body loosen, and the huge pressure disappeared. But he couldn't be happy, his face showed an expression that seemed to cry and laugh, and then as if retaliating, he pressed the brush in his hand hard to make up the last stroke of the rune on the paper.

The runes were formed, and a void light shone, like water waves, floating on the paper. But in the next second, a thud was heard, and the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and instantly turned into ashes.

Not only that, when the firelight flickered, the brush in Qi Xiang's hand was directly cracked and broken and shattered into slag.

Qi Xiang also expected it, and let go of his hand early without any harm.

"Hey, it's not well thought out......"

Qi Xiang did not clean up the messy desktop, but reviewed himself as soon as possible. After some reflection, he also realized his mistake. His biggest mistake was that he was too anxious!

Eager for quick success, I feel that if I get the inheritance of the Shui Yue San, it will be smooth sailing.

I didn't expect that there is still a difference between theory and practice.

Qi Xiang pondered, reflected on his own mistakes, and then reviewed the gains and losses of drawing talismans. After a while, he suddenly remembered that not only Dansha is the key to drawing talismans, but also pen and paper.

"Pen ......"

Qi Xiang remembered the reason why the Shui Yue San people chose to live in seclusion in Taihu Lake.

Because on the edge of Taihu Lake, there are not only prosperous big cities like Suzhou, which is convenient for purchasing various materials. More importantly, Huzhou, in ancient times, belonged to the world's famous pen-making hometown.

Huzhou Lake pen, together with Hui ink, Duan inkstone, and rice paper, is the most standard four treasures of the study in the minds of the ancients.

At that time, the pen dedicated to the painting of the water moon scattered people was specially customized by a pen master in Tuohu Prefecture. It's a pity that Qi Xiang was in the cave at the bottom of the lake, but he didn't find any trace of the pen.

I don't know if the pen was broken, or if it was washed to the bottom of Taihu Lake and lost.

"Forget it, let's make another one."

Qi Xiang thought about it and decided to take a trip to Nanxun.

It is mainly the Shanlian of Nanxun, which is the birthplace of the lake pen. According to legend, Meng Tian, the general of the Qin Dynasty, once lived in Shanlian for a period of time, improved the brush technology, picked rabbits and sheep, and accepted Ying in the tube, so that there was a grand occasion of the lake pen name passed on to future generations.

Of course, for this legend, Qi Xiang said that it was very nonsense.

After all, in the Qin Dynasty, Jiangnan had not yet been developed, maybe the good chain was a wasteland, as a general, how could Meng Tian have this leisure and leisure, and went to this deserted place to settle?

Moreover, Qi Xiang knows better that the lake pen is famous all over the world, and that is after the Song and Yuan dynasties.

During the Song Dynasty, the economy of Jiangnan developed greatly, and gradually formed a land of fish and rice, with a rich literary style. At that time, Shanlian was intertwined with waterways like a net, and the traffic by vehicle and boat was very convenient, and it was rich in high-quality bamboo for pen making.

It may be a coincidence, or it may be a good situation. Anyway, the people of Shanlian, make full use of their own advantages, and strive to drill the process of developing pens, after two or three hundred years of precipitation and accumulation, the lake pen finally moved the world, becoming the crown of the pen.

The road to fame was not achieved overnight, it was the result of the unremitting struggle of many generations.

The legend that Meng Tian settled down and taught the people pen-making techniques to make Hubi famous is clearly erasing the credit of the people of Shanlian for hundreds of years of perseverance.

After some tossing and turning, Qi Xiang came to Nanxun.

Nanxun is a jurisdiction of Huzhou, but in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the rise of Nanxun's silk industry and handicrafts, silk reeling industry and commercial development made Nanxun's economy unprecedentedly prosperous. The town is full of rich gentry, almost all of them rely on the silk industry to make a living, there are four elephants, eight cows, seventy-two golden dogs.

Over time, there were rumors that there was a city in Huzhou, less than half a town in Nanxun.

After all, Qi Xiang has lived in Huzhou for a few years, and he is not a stranger to Nanxun. After all, the current Nanxun, even though it is not as prosperous as the Ming and Qing dynasties, is also a famous tourist attraction.

As a typical famous water town in the south of the Yangtze River, there are countless tourists who come to Nanxun for sightseeing every year.

Take a boat ride along the winding river trail and go all the way down. On both sides of the river, there are simple and unpretentious buildings with white walls and black tiles, small bridges and flowing water.

Walking between the ancient towns, you can not only enjoy the beautiful natural scenery and scenic spots, but also travel through time and space, witnessing the ancient images that have almost disappeared in the long river of history.

The interweaving of time and space between modern and ancient times, and the sense of confusion has produced an indescribable charm.

Qi Xiang walked through the ancient town, a little intoxicated by it, and almost forgot the purpose of this trip......

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