After returning to his yard to wash, He Lingjiang asked everyone to retreat. She sat cross-legged on the bed, then closed her eyes, breathed and breathed, and the true yuan in her body swam among the hundreds of limbs.

Wait until a long exhale, return the true yuan to the dantian, and when you open your eyes, the sky is already slightly bright.

She was already extremely talented in cultivating occult arts, and now that she has re-practiced it, it can be said that she can travel thousands of miles a day. It's just that time is still short after all, and if you want to recover to your peak, you still need to spend more effort.

She called in, washed up, and sat down at her desk again.

He Qi Niangzi used to paint here, and on the shelf next to it, there were many brushes and paints for painting, among which a jar of cinnabar was bright in color and red as chicken blood.

He Lingjiang asked Qiongzhi to cut a few pieces of yellow paper, and then took the pen and dipped it in cinnabar, lifted his breath and concentrated, and there seemed to be a spiritual light on the tip of the pen.

I saw that there was a dark light flowing on the spirit rune, which was fascinating.

"Seventh lady, this ......" Qingzhu Qiongzhi's eyes widened in disbelief.

He Lingjiang didn't answer, and drew two spiritual runes in a row with his pen, before putting down the pen and saying, "How did I draw?" ”

Qingzhu swallowed: "Okay." ”

She felt that even the talismans drawn by the head of Yunju Guandao seemed to be inferior to the three in the hands of her own lady.

"Seven Niangzi, when did you learn to draw talismans?" Qiong Zhi asked in surprise.

He Lingjiang smiled: "The same old Taoist who traveled to Luoshan is not bad, right?" ”

The Seventh Lady often goes to the side of the mountain to find stones on weekdays, and I don't know when she met the veteran who traveled from other places there.

Qiong Zhi nodded involuntarily, not to mention that it is not bad, the so-called little spiritual light is a charm, nothing more than that.

He Lingjiang said with satisfaction: "It seems that I am still very perceptive. The old man said that he had never seen a man with such a strange skeleton and talent as me, and insisted on taking me as an apprentice. At the time, I thought he was talking nonsense, but now it seems that I am really very talented. ”

"He gave me a pamphlet, and I put it away. In that case, you can learn from it. ”

Qingzhu Qiongzhi was a little speechless.

"Seven Niangzi, can this be learned casually? Don't go wrong. ”

He Lingjiang shook his head: "Others naturally can't learn casually, but I'm different, I just learn casually, and I'm better than others." ”

Qingzhu felt that her lady was a little overconfident, but she had always acted willfully, and they couldn't say anything.

He Lingjiang turned his head to look at the two of them, looking eager to try: "Do you want to study together?" ”

Qingzhu Qiongzhi shook his head again and again, not everyone can be like Qi Niangzi, who can be good at several things at the same time. It is not easy for most people in the world to be proficient in one of them.

He Lingjiang was a little disappointed, as if she had found something interesting but no one was playing with her.

Qingzhu felt a little sorry for the Seventh Lady, she felt guilty in her heart, and blurted out: "Call Aman." She has great strength, and she must also be a person with clear bones, and she can learn from it. ”

Qiong Zhi nodded: "I also think Aman is suitable." ”

"Then call Aman." He Lingjiang's eyes lit up.

Hearing that he and the Seventh Lady would learn to draw talismans together, Aman was stunned for a moment.

When did the Seven Ladies become such a mysterious thing?

"What? Aman, would you like to? He Lingjiang asked her.

Aman didn't understand how to learn the Fa, but he still nodded.

He Lingjiang looked at Aman, and listened to her report her birthday, and couldn't help but be surprised.

In this world, we all pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang.

But in terms of life, there are also men with pure yang life and women with pure yin life, although they are very rare, but they are not nothing, and people with such life have a few more innate advantages than others in practicing occult arts.

For example, she and He Qi Niangzi belong to the same pure yin personality.

It's just that, like Aman, as a daughter, she is a pure yang personality, but it is rare to see it.

Women's lives belong to yin, but the eight characters are pure yang, which is the contradiction of yin and yang.

Such a woman is difficult to invade, but it is very difficult to practice occultism.

From another point of view, if such a person is determined and insists on going down on the occult arts, he may be able to carve out another world by himself.

He Ling Jiang originally said it casually, just to let the people around her gradually accept that she knew the arts.

Now that she came, she couldn't help but be a little cautious, she looked at herself, and asked Aman: "Aman, are you really willing to learn?" ”

"Occultism is not an easy task, and some people, all their lives, are just getting started."

Seeing her serious expression, Aman suddenly became anxious and quickly knelt down.

"Yes, slave is willing. Since the Seventh Lady is willing to teach, Aman must learn hard, no matter how difficult it is, he is not afraid! ”

He Lingjiang helped Ah Man up and chuckled: "Don't worry, since you are willing to learn, I will start teaching you another day." ”

"Let's go to dinner first. After dinner, we will go to see my father. ”

Qiong Zhi said: "Seven Niangzi, there is the sun outside today. ”

He Lingjiang waved his hand: "It's okay, get me a power fence, and then let Aman hold the umbrella and avoid it." ”

After breakfast, He Lingjiang took Qiongzhi and handed it to the fence.

This fence was newly made, and the place where it was originally light white gauze was changed to black gauze, which hung down to her ankles, so that she could avoid the sun when she needed to go out.

Aman held up a big umbrella and followed He Lingjiang through the verandah, pavilion and garden, all the way to the courtyard of He Xiangshan.

The courtyard was quiet.

In the morning, the Song family would arrange the trivial affairs in the flower hall or in their own courtyard, and then they would come here to have lunch with He Xiangshan.

When the servant at the door saw her, he hurriedly saluted, and was about to go in to tell the lord of the lang, but she stopped him.

"I'll go in with my father, you all wait first, and I'll call you if there's anything." On a cool winter day, drink a few hot soups to warm up. ”

Qiong Zhi handed a few cups of hot soup in the food box in his hand to the servants in the courtyard, and the servants hurriedly took it: "Thank you, Seventh Lady." ”

He Lingjiang pushed the door in, there was still a bitter smell of medicine wafting from the room, and He Xiangshan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked, and when he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but show a loving smile on his face: "It's Ling Jiang." Have you ever had breakfast. ”

He Lingjiang nodded: "I've used it, Grandpa's appetite is okay in the morning?" ”

"Yes, I drank a whole bowl of porridge today."

He Ling Jiang sighed in his heart, He Xiangshan has just passed the age of not being confused, how can a man of this age have such a small amount of food? It's nothing more than being sick in bed for a long time, and even the appetite and strength to eat are gone.

"Grandpa, but you want to sleep for a while?"

"It's not fun to fall asleep all day."

He Lingjiang pulled out a volume of travelogue from the bookshelf next to him: "Then I'll read it to Grandpa?" ”

"Well, it just so happens that I probably haven't read in a long time." He Xiangshan said with a smile.

She smiled, sat sideways on a low stool beside the bed, and flipped the pages to read.

"The "Book of Water" clouds: 'There is a stone bell mountain in the mouth of Peng Li.'" Li Yuan thought that he was facing the deep pool, the breeze was blowing waves, the water and stones were fighting, and the sound was like a bell. It is said that people often doubt it......"

He Xiangshan turned his head sideways and looked at his daughter who was hanging down on the bedside, the baby who was a little girl had grown into such a slim little lady, but it was a pity...... With his body, I'm afraid he can't protect their sisters anymore.

The sound of reading in the room was quiet and gentle, like a stream winding around the stone bank, with an indescribable rhythm, and unconsciously, He Xiangshan closed his eyes and fell asleep.