Back in Yuanfu Palace, Qingyangzi finally threw Xia Yang, who was like a dead pig, on his bed, coughed twice and covered the quilt for his apprentice before leaving the room, but a figure at the door of the Daoyuan stopped his steps.

"Senior Brother Xuanyang, your old arms and legs are running very fast!"

Qingyangzi joked, he also knew that the movement just now couldn't hide from his junior brother.

"Naturally, it's not as good as Senior Brother Qingyang, but I dare to ask Senior Brother, the vision just now..."

"That's right, it's a poverty, he not only understands the way to take advantage of the situation, but also completes the shaping and spirit of the Yan Law."

Hearing Senior Brother Qingyang's personal admitation, Xuanyangzi was shocked again, it was only a few days before he had cultivated the Yan Law to such a point, Maoshan would not be able to produce such a genius in a hundred years!

No, there was one at the beginning, and he was also a disciple of Senior Brother Qingyang, and at that time, Master Long Xuan Zhenren was still alive, and he had praised that child's talent.

But Maoshan disciples are not just talented, morality and heart are very important, but neither the master nor the senior brother saw his lack of talent, until it caused a catastrophe, and Maoshan's thousands of years of foundation were almost destroyed.

So will today's summer yang be the "he" of the past?

"I know you think of him, but it's enough for me Qingyangzi to make a mistake once, and I will never make the same mistake again, Yiqi is different from him!"

Qingyangzi's voice has the stubbornness of a master, and he will spend his life to make up for his past mistakes, but as he said just now, Xia Yang is not at all different from his naturally rebellious criminal.

"Then I'll rest assured, I hope that my senior brother will teach that child well!"

After saying this, Xuanyangzi turned around and left Yuanfu Palace, leaving Qingyangzi alone standing in the wind and snow, not knowing what to think.

"He was also poor that year!"

The muttered words were blown away by the wind, leaving only a long sigh.

Xia Yang in the room slept soundly, the master had never told him about these grievances, he only faintly heard some rumors from the second senior brother, about the senior brother he had never met.

I didn't expect that one day he would be compared with this senior brother, and I don't know if they would have a chance to meet.

There was nothing to say all night, and when Xia Yang woke up the next day, the snow had stopped, and when I came outside, I saw that the entire Maoshan was dressed in silver.

A snowball was raised from the ground, and Xia Yang threw it hard, only to see the snowball disappear from view in an instant.

The more I grew up, the more lonely I became, and the picture of a group of little Taoist priests having a snowball fight when I was a child only exists in my memory, and now there is no one on the mountain to have a snowball fight.

"Smack~~"

A snowball exploded on the back of Xia Yang's head in an instant, and when he turned to look, he saw a sneaky attempt to escape.

"Kazuki!"

"Little brother, spare your life!"

More than a dozen snowballs instantly hit Yiqi doubted life, and he was caught by Xia Yang stuffed a large ball of snowballs from the collar, which was a punishment for his disrespectful and provocative senior brother, although he was several years older than this senior brother.

After frolicking and having breakfast, Xia Yang went straight to Master's room.

"Master, I'm here!"

shouted at the door and Xia Yang rushed into Qing Yangzi's room, only to see the old man reading a book on the electric heater, so uncomfortable.

"Master, the disciple has kowtowed to you, bring the New Year's money!"

Although Xia Yang is a Taoist priest, it is inevitable to pay for the New Year, not to mention that the New Year's money originated from Taoism's disgust with money.

"Stinky boy, you know money, money, money, you have forgotten how the teacher usually teaches you, we as Taoist priests must not see money, let alone take ill-gotten gains."

Qingyangzi scolded while taking out a red envelope from his pocket, such a red envelope is available to every apprentice, and he will not favor one over the other because of his qualifications, and all of them are treated equally.

"Thank you, Master, for the red envelope, but Master, I can now learn how to draw the Flame Devouring Yin Talisman!"

Taking the red envelope from the master's hand, Xia Yang opened his mouth and said, this is the real purpose of his trip.

Yesterday, he turned into a humanoid flame jet weapon and fulfilled Qingyangzi's requirements, but he also used up all his mana, so he looked powerful, but in fact it was a completely deadly fight, which was completely unworkable in battle.

It is the most correct way to use talismans with magic weapons to cast spells, and this is where Xia Yang came to learn talismans.

"I know you're in a hurry to learn, come with me!"

Standing up from the chair, Qingyangzi led Xia Yang to the study, which was also the place where he usually drew talismans.

Pull out a piece of sandalwood and light it with a heart fire, insert it into the incense burner, the faint fragrance instantly diffuses in the study, and after smelling the fragrance, Xia Yang's heart is also much calmer.

Under normal circumstances, drawing talismans is the same as opening the altar, you need to bathe in incense, meditate and concentrate, light a stick of incense, and the teaching of Qingyangzi has officially begun.

"Although my Maoshan Mountain is under the three mountains, there are many differences between the talisman and other sects, and this blue talisman is very powerful, and it is not allowed to be taught by non-conferring disciples, you must remember that you must be cautious when using it!"

Qing Yangzi admonished and said, unlike the disciples next to him, Xia Yang has been recognized by Tiancao, so he can learn the blue talisman as a special case, but the more powerful it is, the more he must be in awe, otherwise he will harm himself and others.

"Knowing Master, you can teach me quickly!"

"Okay, it's not too verbose for the teacher, this is the blue rune paper, and this is the dragon's blood gold paint!"

Opening the drawer of the desk, Qing Yangzi took out a small stack of cut blue rune paper from it, and a small bowl containing some red liquid, Xia Yang looked a little familiar.

"Master, how is your dragon's blood gold paint the same as cinnabar, shouldn't the gold paint be golden?"

If you don't understand, just ask, Xia Yang asked Qingyangzi directly.

"Hehe, I don't understand, this gold paint looks like cinnabar, but as long as it falls on the rune paper and paints it into a rune, it will instantly turn golden!"

Qingyangzi said with a smile, the gold paint from red to gold is also a means to verify the success of the talisman.

"I see, but Master, you have too little blue rune paper here!"

Picking up the stack of blue rune paper and scratching it, Xia Yang found that there were only five or six pieces of this stack, and he couldn't help but vomit.

"It's too little, so do you know how much such a rune paper costs?"

"Why don't you get fifty or sixty!"

Listening to Master's question, Xia Yang gave the answer directly.

A better yellow rune paper (100 pieces) is only fifty or sixty yuan, and the blue rune paper will be a hundred times higher than the sky, but looking at the master's smiling expression, Xia Yang felt that something was wrong.

"Do you want a hundred dollars a piece?"