Chapter 68: Spell Dropping
"Why haven't you knotted yet?" Yan Pianqian in the back said. "If it doesn't tie it well, the blood on my fingers will dry up, and I must make a mudra before the blood dries!"
I couldn't help but sweat on my forehead. The mudra he said is really too difficult, don't look at the only ten fingers, it's really difficult to go around the board.
"You can't even make a simple mudra, I'm afraid it will take some effort for you to learn the Tao. As I expected, you're just stupid. Yan Pianqian said.
Don't laugh at me, you know? An authentic old Taoist priest with immortal wind bones is still begging me to apprentice!
"You know what? The difference between Taoism and warlocks, Taoism accepts disciples, often emphasizes virtue and good conduct before considering accepting disciples. Warlocks are different, you are smart and start quickly, so you will naturally practice the exercises one step faster than others. Yan Pianqian looked down at me and clumsily pointed at his fingers and said, "Why are you so stupid, is it the legendary big-chested and brainless?" “
I couldn't bear to blush at his sarcasm, and quickly boarded his fingers in anger.
"The middle finger of the left hand is upright, the palm of the right hand is outward, and the five fingers are upright." He said it again. Seeing that my comprehension was so poor, he said impatiently: "I'll do the rest myself." "He got married, and I saw through the flickering light that the blood on his fingers had not yet dried up. Exhaled.
You can make mudras yourself, why do you want me to help you.
"Aren't you going to learn Taoism from me? This is the first mudra you will learn, and when you have time, practice more, and if you catch something in this hotel later, I will catch it for you to make a magic spirit. Yan Pianqian said.
If you could hear me, I wouldn't have to speak.
What is a sorcerer? I was about to ask. He shook his head and motioned for me not to squeak. I closed my eyes and stood and listened quietly for a while. He opened his eyes again and continued, "There will be no movement in the hotel. We're not out yet, and we don't know what it is. By the way, after the handprint just now is knotted, when the hands are handed forward to send the gong, you should say the mantra at the same time, "Taiyi real person shows fractals, and the quinoa staff is bright in the night!" This seal is called the "Demon Seal". However, after reciting the mantra in his mouth, he must recite it silently in his heart: a thousand treasure pestles, subduing the demon spirits, daring to commit crimes, and turning into dust. When this seal is cast, the left hand is like a quinoa staff, and the right hand is like a demon pestle. This is a relatively simple spell to slay spells. ”
Obediently, it's so cumbersome, it's still called simple? I looked back at Yan Pianqian, who had a rare serious face, and showed an aggrieved expression.
He rolled my eyes, "You can't learn English well, you can learn it slowly." If you can't learn Taoism, you will die, do you know? For both spirits and ghosts are faster than the living. Ruthless than him, faster than him. You can overcome him. A qualified warlock, regardless of the depth of the Dao method, only cares whether the mudra and the Dao mantra are integrated, and does whatever he wants. Even if you encounter a strong opponent, as long as you are faster than the opponent, you will be the first to dominate the enemy. ”
"So, you're not fast enough, otherwise how could you lose at the hands of Bai Rui?" I finally got my chance to fight back.
Yan Pianqian sighed, "I'm a Destruction Warlock, she is a Demon Sect, and she is not a level in the first place. ”
"What's the difference?" I asked at him.
"I'll tell you about it after tonight. Let's go out slowly. Yan Pianqian said to me. His voice had just fallen. The light bulb in the bathroom snapped and lost its light