Exorcism Division Headquarters, Stargazing Observatory.

At the same time, Luo Chuan, the head of the Exorcism Division, also looked at Gu Xu's figure in the bronze mirror, and commented lightly: "He is really calm." ”

As the top powerhouse of the Great Qi Dynasty, Luo Chuan could naturally easily see that the reason why Gu Xu's true yuan was refined and condensed was because he had been suppressing the realm and refining it repeatedly.

In his opinion, although Gu Xu has talents far beyond ordinary people, he can resist the temptation of breaking through the realm and seriously lay a solid foundation, which is very commendable.

Most of today's young people are ambitious and eager to achieve success.

Few people can be like Gu Xu, step by step, down-to-earth and steady.

Shangguan Jin next to him nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, "What Lord Si Shou said is true." ”

At the same time, she habitually secretly speculated in her heart: Lord Si said this...... Do you want to use that young man named Gu Xu to beat me? Well...... My current cultivation speed is indeed a bit fast. Or, take it slowly?

…………

Fantasy in the pot, Taoyuan Town.

The bustling restaurant is empty at the moment.

The clerks and diners have turned to black ash on the ground.

Only Gu Xu and Ma Qin were left in the whole room.

This sudden silence made Ma Qin feel a little overwhelmed.

"Brother Gu Xian, you say...... What do we do next? He looked at Gu Xu beside him and asked.

"Of course we continue to kill ghosts," Gu Xu replied nonchalantly as he paced around the empty restaurant, "We've only solved a room full of evil ghosts now." There are hundreds of rooms around, and there are thousands of demons that we need to deal with. ”

While speaking, Gu Xu lowered his head and glanced at the various kitchen utensils scattered on the ground.

"Brother Ma, I remember you said you were a sword cultivator?" After a moment of silence, Gu Xu asked again.

"That's right," Ma Qin replied with a nod, "I don't have a knife in my hand now, and I can only use fifty percent of my usual strength." ”

It's a lie.

Without a knife, Ma Qin can actually exert seventy percent of his combat effectiveness on weekdays.

But he's a face-loving man.

The dignified Second Realm monk was actually hit by a ghost with a rotten egg and turned into this miserable appearance - this kind of thing is really embarrassing to say!

However, as long as the importance of weapons to oneself is slightly exaggerated in words -

That's not my level dish, it's that there are no weapons that limit my play!

Hearing this, Gu Xu smiled and did not open his mouth to question.

He squatted down and began to pick and choose among the pile of kitchen utensils on the ground, and at the same time said to Ma Qin: "Brother Ma, what kind of knife do you usually use?" Kitchen knife? Fruit knives? Boning knives? Or can I go to the kitchen and help you find a pig-killing knife like the shopkeeper? ”

Ma Qin was silent for two seconds, and replied somewhat speechlessly: "...... I usually use a goose wing knife. ”

The goose wing knife is a special kind of infantry knife - the back of the knife is thick, the head is wide, and the knife is heavy; There are small holes in the back of the knife, and copper rings are pierced in the holes; When swinging, the ring hits the back of the knife, and the sound is like the chirping of geese.

Ma Qin felt that it was an insult to compare his precious goose wing knife with a miscellaneous knife such as a kitchen knife and a fruit knife.

"But, Brother Ma, there's no goose wing knife here! Why don't you just do it? Gu Xu spread his hands out, revealing an innocent expression, "As a weak and helpless First Realm cultivator, I have little True Yuan left, and I will have to rely on Brother Ma to deal with those ghosts later!" ”

Ma Qin snorted coldly.

Although it was a matter of course for any First Realm cultivator to exhaust his true essence and lose his ability to fight after killing a room full of ghosts.

But Ma Qin always felt in the dark that Gu Xu still had a lot of hole cards hidden in this kid, and maybe after a while, he would be able to give him a huge surprise.

“…… Then I'll take this broken kitchen knife and just take it! Machin bent down and reluctantly picked up the kitchen knife that the goblins had used earlier.

"Brother Ma, wait!" At this moment, Gu Xu suddenly stopped him, "Tell me, what does your goose wing knife look like." ”

Ma Qin was a little confused, and he didn't know why Gu Xu suddenly mentioned this.

But he still raised his chin and described his beloved saber in detail in a proud tone.

Gu Xu listened carefully and kept his words firmly in his mind.

Then he picked up a broken plate, dipped a chopstick in the sauce that had been spilled on the ground, and began to draw a talisman on the plate on his own!

Machin couldn't read the intricate runes he had drawn.

But he noticed Gu Xu's skillful brushwork, as well as his casual and confident expression.

It's not like a glyph.

It's more like creating a freehand landscape painting.

"Alright." After a while, Gu Xu handed the broken plate to Ma Qin's hand.

Machin took the plate.

At first, he looked a little suspicious, but it quickly turned to consternation.

Because the moment he touched the plate, the plate turned into a three-foot long knife, shining with a metallic luster under the sun—

It was exactly the same as his precious goose-winged knife!

He grasped the hilt of the knife and swung it slightly, only to hear the copper ring crash against the back of the knife with a crisp and familiar sound.

The only difference is that the short knife is as light as a porcelain plate.

This made Machin feel a little uncomfortable.

But it's better than no weapon at all.

After all, he had practiced knife skills for ten years. As long as he has a knife in his hand, he will have more confidence in his heart.

At this time, Ma Qin also understood that Gu Xu was deliberately teasing him when he mentioned "kitchen knife", "pig killing knife" and so on just now.

But he couldn't get angry.

Because the young man's talisman attainments in front of him had reached the point where he needed to look up.

Ma Qin once read in a book that there are three realms in the cultivation of runes—instrument, technique, and dao.

"The metaphysical is called the instrument."

For beginners, the talisman must be used as ink, and the steps of incense, inviting God, purifying the heart, and praying are strictly implemented, and the specific runes are drawn on the yellow paper rigorously.

If it is wrong, the charm will not take effect.

This is the realm of "instruments".

tools, tools also.

And once you have an understanding of the essence of the runes, you can put aside the shackles of yellow paper and vermilion ink, and no longer stick to the form.

At this time, the charm can be a painting splashing ink on the screen, a poem on the wall, or a line of Luan Xiang Fengzhui on rice paper.

This is the realm of "art".

Technique, technique also.

If you become a "Fu Dao Grandmaster" like the Great Qi National Master, you can even get rid of pen and ink completely, and all things in heaven and earth can become talismans.

This is the realm of the "Dao" that is "invisible".

Gu Xu had been practicing the rune path for less than three months, and he had already touched the threshold of "art".

This kind of talent is truly extraordinary.

I'm afraid that more than ninety percent of the talisman masters of Daqi will be beyond the reach of the dust in their lifetime.