Chapter 11: Ghost Drawing

Su Xiaoqi knew that it would definitely not be easy to learn talismans, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

He had spent three days, but he hadn't even been able to draw a decent talisman, in Wu Yuan's words, it was an earthworm crawling, not even a ghost talisman.

The day of drawing talismans, it was really the most painful day for Su Xiaoqi, not only was it boring, but there was no progress, no matter how good his mentality was, he couldn't bear it.

He naturally knew very well that it would not happen overnight to accomplish something, but time was really too luxurious for him.

When a person is in a hurry to do something well, then he is destined to do it worse.

So every time he was in a hurry, the talisman he drew was not ideal, and then he had to force himself to calm down, and so on, Su Xiaoqi was almost on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, Su Xiaoqi was holding a pen, imitating a talisman drawn by Wu Yuan, according to what Wu Yuan said, drawing a talisman not only needs to inject its own vitality into it, but also in one go, once it starts, it must not stop.

In this way, it was really an extremely difficult thing for Su Xiaoqi.

He had only just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and he only had a vague understanding of the ethereal vitality, and it was not easy to grasp it, let alone use it.

However, although the past two days have been tormenting, it is not without a little gain, such as the mobilization of vitality, which is much more flexible than at the beginning, but it is still extremely difficult to draw a talisman of these vitality completely.

Either because you lose your vitality halfway through the drawing, or because the vitality is uneven when you put down the brush, which leads to the destruction of the whole charm. In short, it seems to be a simple symbol, as long as you put pen to paper, there will be such and such problems.

In addition to the mastery of the vitality, Su Xiaoqi felt that his strength seemed to have improved a lot, and in just three days, he had entered the late stage from the middle stage of the mortal body mirror, and there were faint signs of breaking through the mortal body mirror and entering the spirit realm.

Su Xiaoqi's hand shook, and another talisman was destroyed without any suspense.

Looking at the destroyed talisman, Su Xiaoqi did not have any frustration, changed to a talisman, and then mobilized the vitality in his body to continue to write.

Wu Yuan watched from the side and shook his head slightly.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see where Su Xiaoqi's problem was.

As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and that's exactly why.

He got up and said, "That's it for today, if you paint like this until tomorrow morning, it won't have any effect." ”

Su Xiaoqi, who was just about to put down his pen, heard this, glanced at Wu Yuan, and said firmly: "I will definitely be able to draw it today!"

Wu Yuan didn't say anything more, got up and walked out.

In his opinion, Su Xiaoqi is so persistent, it is not a bad thing, they all say that diligence can make up for clumsiness, practice makes perfect, these two sentences are very useful in many things, not to mention that Su Xiaoqi is not stupid, but he carries too many things in his heart, and he has not put it down for the time being.

Although he knows the root of the problem, he can't say anything more, it's still the same sentence, some problems, if you don't figure it out yourself, no matter how much others say, it is useless, and it may even lead others into a more dangerous situation.

This is the so-called the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Seeing Wu Yuan come out, Tong Sanniang stopped what she was doing, frowned and asked, "Still can't do it?"

Wu Yuan shook his head and sighed: "This kid's heart is too heavy, if he can't let go, it will not only affect his learning talismans, but even directly affect his state of mind, thus hindering his cultivation." ”

Tong Sanniang glanced at Su Xiaoqi, who was immersed in drawing talismans in the room, sighed faintly, and said: "You are right, this kid's talent is actually good, but now he only has the strength of the middle stage of the mortal body mirror, and it is obviously a matter of mood." ”

Wu Yuan said with a smile: "In the past three days, although the effect is not obvious, if there is nothing, it is still forced to calm him down, and now it should be the late stage of the mortal body mirror." ”

Tong Sanniang said worriedly: "But I am afraid that it will ...... to mobilize vitality so frequently."

Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "No, maybe it will be later, but it will never stop forever." ”

Seeing that Tong Sanniang was still worried, Wu Yuan continued: "Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, how high and majestic the building can be built in the end, it all depends on the solidity of the foundation.

Tong Sanniang looked at Wu Yuan and stopped talking.

Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Don't say it's you, I have this feeling, every time I break through, I always get more and more powerless, at first I thought that with the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to break through, but recently I realized that it is difficult to break through later, but in the final analysis, the biggest problem is still on the foundation." ”

Tong Sanniang pondered for a while and asked: "But Buddhism has always focused on the mortal body mirror, and there are not a few mountaintop people of Buddhism on the entire continent, but the Taoists directly ignore the mortal body mirror and focus on the spiritual body realm behind it, and they have really made a lot of peerless powerhouses for them over the years." ”

Wu Yuan said bitterly: "Actually, this is just a feeling of mine, whether the focus of the foundation is on the mortal body or the spirit body, since it is not something I can talk about in a small Zhao Shen Realm, I Wu Yuan in this life, if I am killed, I will gather the star realm." ”

He suddenly said with great solemnity: "But I trust my instincts. ”

Tong Sanniang frowned and said, "So you want him to stay in the mortal body mirror for a while longer?"

Wu Yuan nodded and said, "If he can draw that talisman, he can enter the spirit realm." ”

Tong Sanniang glanced at Su Xiaoqi in the room again, and said in a low voice: "But after all, it is a Xuan Gut Talisman, will it be too difficult for him?"

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "I don't think this kid will let us down." ”

Tong Sanniang shook her head and said: "It's not that I think there is a problem with your idea, on the contrary, if it is usual, I will definitely agree, but the current situation is ......"

She paused before continuing: "I'm afraid others won't give him so much time, and I don't blame him for being so anxious, after all, we can protect him once or twice, but four times or five times?

Wu Yuan didn't speak, but slowly closed his eyes, thinking about something.

Tong Sanniang didn't bother him, glanced at Su Xiaoqi again, and said, "Think about it, if you still insist, I won't say anything." ”

With that, she turned and walked into the counter.

The Lantern Festival is tomorrow, and the immortals should be ready to open their doors to welcome guests.

Wu Yuan opened his eyes, looked at the young man in the room who was immersed in drawing talismans, and said to himself, "At least we have to wait until tonight." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the immortal drunk directly.

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On the bank of the Rhine, Wu Yuan, who had left the immortal drunkenness, walked onto the stone arch bridge.

On the stone arch bridge, there is a rickety old man standing at this moment, holding a cigarette stick, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, looking at the flowing water under the bridge in a daze.

Wu Yuan looked at it, why did he feel a little bit of "withered vines and old trees"?

He walked up to Old Man Chen and also looked down at the flowing water under the bridge.

Old man Chen first stopped smoking dry cigarettes, knocked the cigarette stick on the bridge railing, and said: "You haven't come to me for so many years, why, now for the sake of a kid who is not in the climate, you can pull your face?"

Wu Yuan shouted two words in a low voice, "Master." ”

Old man Chen waved his hand and said indifferently: "Over the years, I have actually had a good life, if you don't come, it will be better." ”

Wu Yuan still looked at the flowing water under the bridge, and said quietly: "After all, I owe Brother Su a favor, but I don't dare to go to Haotian Sect to avenge him, so I can only come to ask the master to make a move, as for whether that kid will live or die in the future, it is all his own creation, so that I will go down in the future, and when I see Brother Su, I will also have an explanation." ”

The old man sighed, but did not speak.

Wu Yuan didn't speak again.

On the stone arch bridge, there were no words, only the sound of running water under the bridge.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man picked up the pipe again, and the pipe that had long been extinguished was taken by him, and it was as bright as a star.

Soon, the upper half of the old man's body was shrouded in smoke, and the sound of gurgling water made his whole person look dreamlike and full of mystery.

After the old man exhaled the smoke, he said: "Haotian Sect, I won't go for you, don't think about the City Lord's Mansion, there are some things, even if I don't think about myself, I have to think about that girl, so I can only promise you, when that kid is in a mortal situation, I will help him once." ”

Wu Yuan finally took his eyes off the flowing water under the bridge, raised his head to look at the old man shrouded in smoke, and hugged his fists and said, "The unfilial disciple thanked the master." ”

The old man waved his hand, smoked a dry cigarette, and walked slowly down the stone arch bridge.

Wu Yuan kept watching the old man's back walk into the small courtyard before retracting his gaze, and then he also moved down the stone arch bridge, only to the north and the other to the south.

At this moment, Su Xiaoqi was already sweating profusely, but he didn't feel tired at all, and he didn't even know that the night was late.

He just kept drawing the talismans, throwing them away, and continuing to draw them.

He couldn't remember that this was the first few runes that Wu Yuan had destroyed after leaving, the only thing he could remember was all the lines of that rune, even if he closed his eyes at this moment, he could record those lines.

As he continued to draw the talismans tirelessly, Su Xiaoqi found that the slower he brushed, the longer that vitality could last.

In addition, the less he looked at the talisman left by Wu Yuan, the more he could let his vitality flow freely.

Another talisman was destroyed without any suspense, and Su Xiaoqi skillfully picked up a talisman paper, but this time he didn't put the pen down directly, but closed his eyes.

He wanted to try to forget Wu Yuan's talisman, and then go as he pleased, drawing a talisman that he had imagined.

After a long time, the pen in his hand suddenly fell on the rune paper, and his eyes did not open, so he closed his eyes and began to draw the rune.

Because his eyes were closed, he naturally didn't see the glow of the brush in his hand, and as the brush moved, a golden light on the rune paper slowly followed the ink marks.

When Su Xiaoqi stopped writing, the golden light on the rune paper flashed and disappeared into it.

Su Xiaoqi opened his eyes, sweating profusely, panting like a cow.

He looked at the ink marks on the rune paper, and compared it with Wu Yuan's talisman, there were seven or eight points in the form, but it was completely different.

Three days, three whole days, I finally drew a complete talisman.

Su Xiaoqi looked at the talisman, there was no joy, no excitement, not even a trace of emotion, just stared blankly until one hand picked up the talisman.

Wu Yuan looked at the talisman and said casually: "Although you made such a ghost drawing talisman in three days, it was barely a success." ”

For the first time, Su Xiaoqi felt that the three words "ghost drawing" could be regarded as a compliment.