Before, Ye Qin drew talismans by himself, although there was energy in them, but there was not much, and it could not be called a complete talisman technique.

But now that I have the inspiration, I already have a general idea in mind.

It's just that now he is not in a hurry to practice, but hangs out in the Taoist Association.

There are a lot of talisman patterns in the Taoist Association, as well as hanging paintings, which look like the pen and ink are exquisite, and the dragon and phoenix are dancing, Ye Qin released his spiritual power to perceive it, and sure enough, there was no fluctuation of energy.

As he expected, these runes were very ordinary.

"Since it is a rune paper, there must be a carrying object, otherwise, no matter how great the energy is, there is nothing to rely on."

Paper is a tool used to write words, and it can also be the carrier of a certain object, which has no special requirements.

Just like Ye Qin's previous alchemy, there was nothing to pay attention to at the beginning, and even a common large vat in the countryside could be used for refining, the key was the medicinal materials inside, as well as the existence of Heaven and Earth Qi.

Nowadays, the same is true for painting talismans, the paper is not important, what is important is what is poured into the talisman paper.

It's like no matter how good the props are, if there are no real materials, it is just a matter of gold and jade.

"There should be a place in the Taoist Association for painting talismans."

Ye Qin searched for a moment, and sure enough, he found a large number of blank yellow runes in a room, and there were a lot of scrapped rune papers on the table.

Some of them accidentally spilled ink spots, and some of them were wrong strokes, and they were scrapped for various reasons, and even a lot of them were discarded in the paper basket next to them.

There are also a few books on drawing talismans in the room.

Whether it was a successful drawing or a failed rune paper, there was no energy coming, but Ye Qin was looking at the shape in the middle, although he was already quite sure now, but it didn't hurt to look at it more.

He read almost everything about talismans in the Taoist Association, until there was nothing to observe.

This room is located in a few courtyards at the back of the Taoist temple, some distance from the place where the Taoist priests rest, and it is not very noticeable.

Ye Qin planned to start painting right here, he calmed down, and the hazy mist around him became deeper, centering on him, spreading towards the surroundings.

Before you know it, the entire room is covered in a layer of mist, which looks full of mystery.

The night was low, pressing the night sky very low, smearing a large area of thick ink, only the moonlight emitted a vague light, shining on the small world.

The silver veil shrouded the antique buildings, painting the shadow of the moon, and all the courtyards were covered with a thin veil.

The Taoist priests all fell asleep, and no one could find that there was a room in the Taoist Association, but it was surrounded by thick fog, and even the moonlight could not penetrate it.

Ye Qin calmed down, the origin of the white bones gradually condensed and formed, the small and delicate Shangqing Guan stayed peacefully in the palm of his hand, and the golden characters on the sternum shimmered with a luster that seemed to be nothing.

At this moment, Bai Gu sat cross-legged, with a few pieces of yellow paper on the ground, everything could be said to be ready, or it was quite like that.

But if someone accidentally intrudes, they will definitely feel that the picture in front of them is extremely weird, not to mention the rune paper on the ground for the time being, just such a big snake is already extremely surprising.

It has been recorded in previous books that the procedures and rituals for drawing symbols must not be simple and the order reversed.

From the general point of view, the painting talisman must set up an altar for rituals, there is the so-called "general altar style", the general charm in the general altar style is written with the gods that the Taoist priests usually believe in - three Qing, land, city god, southeast, northwest and four emperors and so on.

There are also those that do not have a "general altar type" or an altar, such as "please immortal kei method", etc., when inviting immortal kei, three plates of fruit, three tea, and three liquors are offered to the shrine of the main hall house.

In addition, before drawing the talisman, you should also purify your mind, body, face, hands, and mouth.

And to prepare fruits, rice wine, incense candles and other sacrifices, these supplies, Taoist priests first use a divine spell to edict, so that it has divine power.

Some pay attention to even choose a time, there are four days a year not to scribble the symbol, if the four days of drawing the symbol, not only is it not effective, but also harmful.

All in all, it is a lot of cumbersome, and it is more troublesome than refining pills.

And the two have one thing in common, that is, the spiritual power runs through it, which can be said to be the existence of the overall situation.

Ye Qin didn't have limbs, so he covered his spiritual power on Bai Gu's body and let Bai Gu complete the matter of drawing talismans, which was similar to alchemy.

And the reason why the ancients set so many rules is that there is a certain truth in some aspects, and there are traces to follow.

But it's more because they don't have aura, so they are subject to a lot of limitations, hoping to increase their chances of success through other means.

If it was Ye Qin's talisman, there was no need to be so troublesome.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth, with the blessing of spiritual power, plus the two golden characters containing power on the origin of the white bones, are enough to condense and form the energy in the rune paper, which can save a lot of cumbersome steps.

However, he chose the right time to draw the talisman, and it happened to be late at night.

It is said that at this time it is the time when the yang and the yin are long, and the yin and yang are handed over, and the aura is the heaviest, plus the aura carried by itself, which is enough to condense into the power of the talisman.

Ye Qin concentrated, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and released his spiritual power to cover the white bones.

"Click-Click"

With the sound of friction between the bones, the white bones quickly moved, and the golden characters on the sternum released a unique look, and the golden threads began to flow in it.

It's just that all of this is wrapped in a dense fog, forming a layer of natural protective barrier, and it is not clear what is strange inside, and from the outside, the room is still dim, and there seems to be nothing abnormal.

And in the room, bits of golden light diffused and intertwined, surrounding Ye Qin and the white bones, full of supreme dignity.

The word "Dao" and the word "Qi" seem to have been given life, swinging round after circle of golden light, setting off ancient ripples, and the thick historical atmosphere is blowing in the face.

The white bone uses the hand as the pen, contaminated with the Qi of heaven and earth, splits two golden characters, and has horizontal and vertical lines such as skimming, which can be arbitrarily combined to create various symbols.

Ye Qin felt as if he had come to an extremely mysterious state, and as soon as his mind moved, the white bones also shook, as if the two were one.

His spiritual power was full of Bai Gu's body, and it could be said that Bai Gu was another incarnation, even if he didn't have limbs, it couldn't affect Ye Qin's behavior.

Although there had been many experiments before, it was the first time for Ye Qin to draw a talisman seriously, recalling the content he had seen in the Taoist Association before.

Ye Qin calmed down, and began to manipulate the white bones to write on the yellow paper, splitting the golden strokes into symbols, and he didn't know if it was because he was not used to paper, but he only heard a "poof".

Looking at the big hole on the yellow paper that was punctured by white bones, Ye Qin was a little helpless.

Forget that this is ordinary yellow paper, not when I was practicing on the ground, if I accidentally used too much force, the paper is fragile, and it is easy to be punctured.

After Ye Qin adjusted his mental power, he wrote again.

I thought there was no problem this time, and it was just a beginning, but because of the lack of speed, the cinnabar stayed on the yellow paper for too long, and the entire yellow paper was completely unable to continue writing, and the paper was also wasted.

"It seems that not only the strength must be mastered, but also the speed is important."

Since it was not controlled by Ye Qin personally, but with white bones as the medium, spiritual power flowed in it, so the requirements and standards for strength and speed were very high.

Fu Gong is not like alchemy, alchemy pays attention to patience and slowly draws it, but Fu Gong has to be done in one go, but if there is any mistake in the middle, it must come from the beginning.

If it is alchemy, it can also be remedied according to the heat and the state of the elixir, but it will not work here in the art of talismans.

But fortunately, its raw materials are relatively simple, and it is just cinnabar rune paper, which can withstand consumption, otherwise if it is replaced with medicinal materials, according to this failure rate, I am afraid that it will not be enough to consume all over the mountains.

Ye Qin's control of the white bones also requires the support of spiritual power, but he can still support this loss.

For the first time

second

The third time

With countless failures, there were only two pieces of yellow paper left in the last pile of paper, and this time Ye Qin did not put pen to paper easily, but thought carefully.

Ye Qin kept summarizing in his failures, he knew that drawing talismans was not an easy task, strength and speed, as well as sensitivity to aura.

If it was so simple, wouldn't it be too contrary to common sense, even if he had extraordinary understanding, it would be impossible for him to ascend to the sky in one step.

I think that when he was refining the pill, he also failed many times before he finally succeeded in refining a furnace of pill.

Thinking of this, Ye Qin's originally somewhat impetuous heart gradually became stable, and such a small setback could not defeat him.

The road that was so difficult at the beginning has been passed, how can you be afraid of this little failure.

The dark green snake pupils regained their original clarity, like a piece of fine transparent jade, and it seemed that it was not shaken by any foreign objects.

Ye Qin took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his whole body was awe-inspiring, and the faint green color in the snake pupils even overshadowed the original golden light.

The mood has changed, as if I have been empowered, I have found the trick, and the doubts that seem to be hidden in front of me have also been blown away.

This time, Ye Qin was confident.

"One stroke of the world!"

The white bones were also affected, as if they had been infected in some way, and a thick stroke fell on the yellow paper, which was a stroke split by golden characters: a skimm!

All the aura in the air gathered towards this place, as if attracted by something.

Obviously, there is no wind, but the other scrapped yellow paper around is windless and automatic, as if it was blown up by some inexplicable energy, floating in the air with a constant sound.

"Erbi Ancestor Sword!"

The words "Qi" and "Dao" seemed to have been summoned by some kind of summons, and the golden silk threads surged more rapidly, converging towards the white bone fingers.

Countless golden points of light were scattered all over the hazy mist, and the ordinary yellow paper seemed to be a little extraordinary.

The power of the pen can almost penetrate the paper, but it is maintained in a delicate balance, and it does not penetrate directly as before, as if it is blocked by an invisible force.

"Three fierce gods and evil gods are thousands of miles away!"

At this moment, Ye Qin has gradually entered a better state, the snake pupils are calm, and now most of the rune paper has been completed, and it is composed of two golden strokes.

The white bone takes the hand as the pen, the heaven and earth as the ink, and the pen on the yellow paper seems to be chaotic, but in fact it contains an inexplicable rhyme.

It seems that the words are not words, and the symbols in front of you are full of mystery, and it is difficult to understand the meaning.

The two words on the sternum kept flashing, and the golden light continued to derive towards the surroundings, wrapping the yellow paper, as if there were gold threads constantly swimming in it.

At the same time, a burst of purple light began to glow around Ye Bai's bones, bursting out with countless tiny sparks and arcs, which merged into the rune paper.

The golden light and purple thunder and lightning were intertwined, and the handwriting that had just been written seemed to have flashes of lightning.

The white bones were made in one go, or more precisely, Ye Qin was done in one go, and while he was still in a state, he concocted another piece of yellow paper in the same way.

Outside the window, the night was getting darker, everyone was asleep, the night was silent, and even the sounds of insects and birds seemed to disappear, as if they were worried about disturbing some kind of existence.

A hazy mist filled the room, with a faint glimmer of golden light.

Ye Qin hovered in the room, his green body winding, and the golden threads emanating from the white bones next to him complemented each other.

At this moment, he stared intently at Bai Gu, and Bai Gu stared at the yellow paper on the ground, splashing ink on it, and his movements were smooth like a normal person.

Ye Qin's spiritual power enveloped all the white bones, and after the previous run-in, it had gradually become better.

After drawing the first one, Ye Qin was more handy in drawing the second one, and as the last stroke fell, all the golden threads converged here.

The white bones are closed, and the rune paper is completed!

Ye Qin's eyes were shining, and the glow in his pupils was like two sharp blades, landing on the two runes.

The yellow rune paper, the black handwriting formed by the Qi of Heaven and Earth, looks like they complement each other.

Between the lines, there was a faint golden light mixed with the power of purple thunder and lightning, like a tiny swimming snake, and then disappeared, completely submerged into the symbol's handwriting.

In the process of writing, Ye Qin integrated his own thunder and lightning powers, so this talisman should be a - thunder talisman!

For the time being, let's call it the "Five Thunder Talismans!" ”

If the talisman is activated, the power of thunder and lightning released is even better than his supernatural powers.

Because there is not only the Qi of heaven and earth, but also the power of the two golden characters, coupled with Ye Qin's supernatural powers, and the blessing of various factors, the power of this can be imagined.

In the future, Ye Qin will be able to depict more powerful talismans, and the exercises and effects will definitely be different, but now that he is practicing for the first time, he is more familiar with thunder and lightning, so he chose to draw a talisman containing thunder elements.

Among the several scrapped rune papers on the ground, these two rune papers stand out, and if you look closely, these patterns and runes have an inexplicable power.

Ye Qin cleaned up the scene, leaving no traces, and the remaining two Five Thunder Talismans, wrapped in spiritual power, held them in his mouth.

Only then did he leave the Taoist Association and go in another direction.

……

In the night, the solemn temple is like an old monk who has settled down, the starry sky hangs high, quiet and serene, and the silent night only hears the rhythm of the cicada, like the whispering of the Buddha.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ancient monastery, outlining its unique beauty, all the monks have already slept, and only the incense in the Buddha hall contains a deep meaning.

Ye Qin sneaked in quietly, and the second time he was already familiar with the road.

Since the last time Ye Qin successfully visualized here, he left an extraordinary aura, and because of various traces, he was considered to be the manifestation of the Buddha, leaving behind a mysterious legend.

The "Prajna Heart Sutra", which was mistaken for the "Prajna Heart Sutra" that Zhi Dun had read, was also taken out by the monks alone, put in a room for special worship, and even cleaned it every day.

Ye Qin walked along the courtyard and soon found this place.

The size of the room is not large, and the fact that a sutra book can have such treatment is enough to show that it has an extraordinary status among monks.

The scriptures are placed on the desk, and in front of them is a small golden body of the Buddha, sitting cross-legged with a kind face, facing the scriptures, as if they are flipping through them.

There are also a lot of fresh fruit tributes and the like below, and the words on the blue cover are a little more charming.

Ye Qin put the talisman in his mouth next to the scripture, and planned to give it to the temple, which was considered to be the end of this fate and cause and effect.

"Look at one of your scriptures and give you two thunder talismans to protect the safety of this temple, and the cause and effect have been here."

The sky slightly revealed a touch of fish belly white, Ye Qin's five senses were keen, and he had already heard the movement of someone getting up.

After doing all this, he stopped and quickly sneaked out, and only then did he climb out of the temple gate when he heard the sound of chanting wooden fish behind him.

The monks had already started their morning lessons.

As the sun rises, the morning glow is sprinkled on the temple, as if plated with a layer of Buddha light.

The room was calm again, and nothing seemed to make any difference except for the two extra talismans in the scriptures.

The cigarette on the offering table had already burned to the ground, and the expression of the golden Buddha statue was neither sad nor joyful, and no one could glimpse the miracle that had happened in this room.

Early in the morning, monks enter the room to replace incense, fireworks, candles, and offerings.

The monk bowed to the Buddha reverently, and was about to insert a cigarette on the incense burner, but he saw a yellow shadow in the corner of his eye, and he was curious to pick it up and take a look, "What is this?" ”

What catches your eye is two talismans.

The texture of the yellow paper is different to the touch, and it does not look like it is used to burn incense and worship Buddha in their temple, but it looks like Taoist paper.

And the patterns and symbols on it are not like those in their Buddhism, but they are also clearly different from Taoism.

There are generally no talismans in the temple, and even if there are, they are only amulets.

The point is who will be here, putting a talisman similar to the one in the Taoist temple, isn't this a joke?

The most shocking thing is that even the scriptures are opened.

Since I think that this "Prajna Heart Sutra" has been read by Master Zhi Dun, everyone can be said to be respectful to it, and usually no one else will touch it except the abbot.

Could it be that someone turned over the scriptures yesterday and drew this rune paper?

The monk was stunned with the talisman, and the abbot's voice came from behind him, "Is the incense candle lit?" ”

Only then did he come back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Amitabha, abbot, look at this, I just found it next to the scriptures, it seems to be a Taoist talisman." ”

The abbot's face changed slightly, he took the talisman in his hand, looked at it several times, shook his head and said, "This pattern and symbol are not Taoist. ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, and said a little strangely: "Isn't it Taoism? It's not ours here, so where does this talisman come from? ”

The abbot couldn't answer this, who painted it, and it was still placed in such a conspicuous place as the "Prajna Heart Sutra".

"Could it be that someone is playing a prank?"

The abbot thought about it and thought it was unlikely, and the prank would not pick this place.

You must know that after the last incident, everyone was convinced of the Buddha's manifestation, and even dedicated the "Prajna Heart Sutra" to the monks, and the monks did not dare to offend the Buddha.

Even so, the abbot gathered all the monks together.

"Who drew this talisman?"

The monks looked at each other, but none of them spoke, and in their impression, no brother could draw talismans.

"Who else has been near this room before?"

The monk who was cleaning thought for a while, "Yesterday, apart from me, there were a few senior brothers who came to worship, and there was no one behind." ”

Except for the rest time at night, the door of the room is open, and what the people inside are doing, the people outside can see clearly.

Everyone rested in one place at night, and no one deliberately got up at night to make a fuss.

Although the paper is ordinary, the handwriting on it is quite strange, and the most important thing is that the symbols and patterns are also very special.

The abbot also communicated with other Taoist temples in his early years, so he also knew something about Taoist talismans, which in his impression were very different from the common talismans.

After a monk observed the rune paper, an idea came to him, "Amitabha, could it be that Master Zhidun will appear again?" ”

"Before the rune paper appeared inexplicably, next to the "Prajna Heart Sutra", none of us knew how to draw runes."

"Yes, you see the handwriting and patterns on it, I've never seen it, maybe it's really the handwriting of Master Zhidu?"

"At first glance, although it is ordinary, but on closer inspection, I always feel that the traces on it are very human to draw."

The monks whispered, their eyes revealing a bit of respect, the inexplicable appearance of this talisman is really incomprehensible.

In the end, the abbot and the monks unanimously decided that since this talisman appeared next to the Prajna Heart Sutra, they would not move its position and worship it together.

White smoke curled inside the incense burner, surrounding the rune paper, and it seemed that even the ordinary yellow paper had become a little extraordinary.

……

The blue sky is as blue as a wash, and the white clouds flow slowly, reflecting the winding and undulating mountains, the peaks are submerged in the clouds and mist, and the river is surrounded, which can be said to be a beautiful scenery.

The breeze blows, the river not far away ripples, the water surface is sparkling, and occasionally a few waves crash on the shore, adding a bit of vitality.

Walking along this road, there is an ancient village in front of it, which is also the destination of Professor Song and others.

Professor Song stopped a passing villager and asked, "Hello, is this the village of Wang?" ”

The villagers looked at the visitor curiously, speaking in a thick local accent, "Yes, are you here for tourism, or are you here for something?" ”

"We wanted to inquire about the story of carving a boat and seeking a sword."

This is the birthplace of the allusion to the sword, and the people at the research center plan to start here.

Now Professor Song has no choice but to use this way to peel off the cocoon and see if they can find out the news related to the bronze ancient sword, after all, there are too few clues left.

The villagers seemed to have a different color, "Carving a boat for a sword? What's there to inquire about. ”

After all, this story is familiar, and they are the place of origin, so they are no strangers to it and have long been accustomed to it.

It's just that looking at the well-dressed appearance of Professor Song and his entourage, they should be intellectuals, so they don't know such a simple story.

As if to see the doubts of the villagers, Professor Song explained: "We are from the archaeological center, and there is an artifact related to this story, so we need to explore the details." ”

The villagers were even more puzzled when they heard it, probably not understanding how the historical relics could have anything to do with the carving boat and the sword, but they didn't ask too much, and they still enthusiastically explained.

However, the version he said is still the version that was widely known before, and it is not like what is said on the Internet, after all, the villagers do not often use the Internet.

"Is there anything special about that?"

The villagers were a little confused, "What is the special statement?" ”

"For example, if this sword is finally salvaged, who salvaged it, and where did it end up?"

The villagers smiled, "It's been so long, how can we possibly know." ”

After asking around, the people in the research center did not gain anything, although this is the birthplace, but the time is too long, there is no way to study it.

"There are no more useful clues here."

The people at the research center sighed, intending to move on to their next destination.

There are many temples founded by Zhishun, but there are only a few that have been handed down to this day, Yuyao Zhishan Temple, Xinchang Qiguang Temple, Xiaolingli Temple, and Qiguang Temple.

The people from the research center visited all the way, and the first few temples were nothing special.

They also looked through the books left by Zhi Dun, as well as the temple records, but there was no mention of Zhi Dun carrying a bronze ancient sword.

Exhausted from all the way around, coupled with the fact that there was nothing to be gained, the people in the archaeological center were already tired.

Everyone also changed from the previous enthusiasm to frosted eggplant, without any energy.

"Professor Song, we haven't gone to Qiguang Temple left, if there are no clues here-"

Professor Song sighed faintly, "If there are no clues, then let's go back." ”

It took a lot of time on the way, everyone was exhausted, and on the way to Qiguang Temple, everyone was silent.

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Professor Song couldn't help but look worried, could it be that they were destined to gain nothing from this trip.

There are only two known clues, one is the bronze ancient sword, and the second is the master of Zhi Dun.

The first line has been broken, and the second line has faintly come to an end, and even the bronze ancient sword is nowhere to be found.

Now only the temple of Qiguang Temple is left, and they haven't gone there, and they don't know if they will get any news here.

If it really doesn't work, they have to give up.

"Tick-tick-"

Just as Professor Song was pondering, a shrill siren sounded outside the car window.

I saw dozens of police cars speeding past on both sides of the other road, and I didn't know what was going on.

And this road happened to enter the Yunling boundary from the fog capital.

The sound of the horn for no reason made people a little panicked, and the speed of the police car was very fast, and it gradually disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

"Why are there so many police cars all of a sudden, could it be that something is happening?"

When I came to the fog capital before, I didn't hear any wind.

Professor Song frowned slightly, "I'll call and ask." ”

The director of the local archaeological research center in Wudu is Professor Zhang, who went to Longyuan Village to investigate before, and he is also a good friend of Professor Song, although the two are not in the same place, but the relationship is not bad, after all, the archaeological circle is so big.

Subsequently, Professor Song also knew the general situation from him.

"It turned out to be a group of lawbreakers, as if they were going to sneak into a big mountain called 'Longyuan Mountain', and they were called to the police by nearby villagers, and now they are fleeing all the way, and the direction happens to be on this side of Yunling."

"Longyuan Mountain? I think I've heard it somewhere. ”

"As for it? Just sneaking into a mountain has caused such a big battle! ”

The crowd talked a few words, but they didn't take it to heart.

With the continuous driving of the car, it soon entered the range of Yunling, and then traveled all the way, and then arrived at the place where the Qiguang Temple is located.

Walking through the bustling concrete city, you will be greeted by lush trees and rolling mountains.

The group got out of the car, and the ancient temple was gilded with a faint golden light under the sunlight, like a silhouette floating on the clouds.

Between the cigarette smoke, the wafting sound of chanting wooden fish adds a bit of solemnity and solemnity.

Among the temples founded by Zhi Dun, Qiguang Temple is the existence with the longest history, and the incense is also the most prosperous.

When he learned that someone from the Kyoto Archaeological Research Center had arrived, the abbot himself came out to greet him.

"Amitabha, a few donors."

Professor Song and the others also clasped their hands together, and after a polite expression, they directly explained their intentions.

"We were in the ruins of an ancient temple earlier, and found the bones of Master Zhi Dun sitting and passing away, and there was a bronze ancient sword beside him, and we wanted to ask if there were any relevant clues or records." (End of chapter)