Runes?

Chu Jiangkai suddenly understood the meaning of the old pedant, the technique of Dao Fu was the origin of cultivation.

Accept the aura of heaven and earth in the rune paper, get all the things in the world, attract spiritual power fluctuations, gather the essence of the formation, move the sun, moon, wind and thunder, allow the heaven and earth Huazhang, give rain and dew grace, wonderful hand-painted, ingenuity and understanding, when the sacrifice is made, the rune paper is wiped out, but it can be in the void, to the wind and the wind, to the rain and the rain.

But Chu Jiangkai also knew that the road of Fu was a difficult journey, and the intensive study was comparable to ascending to the sky.

Not to mention, in this Xianju Mountain, there is no Dao rune master who can handle it, at least Chu Jiangkai has not heard of it.

The reason is that without it, it is still the magic sword that Xianju Mountain is proud of.

"Immortal Residence Jue" allows practitioners in the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm to be able to contain magic swords in the dantian, and this secret method allows low-level disciples to almost have a crushing advantage in the face of fellow Daoists of other sects, this exquisite Taoist experience to practitioners is too practical and wonderful, resulting in all the disciples who are starting to resolutely choose the way of the sword, and auxiliary techniques like the Rune Formation Pill Refiner, which is originally difficult to practice and difficult to break through in the later stage, are even more unpopular in Xianju Mountain.

After all, after entering the Jindan period, the Fu Dao technique can still rely on the accumulation of spiritual power to make simple but efficient talismans, and the formation also has thousands of years of protection arrays to refer to.

"You might think that auxiliary spells like rune elixirs are all sideways. ”

The old scholar took out a few books from the stack of books by the wall, gently patted the dust on the books, and handed them over.

"Not really. You always know about the great protection array in the mountains, right? There are classics that record that when the ancestors set up the array, they were ridiculed by countless colleagues. But in thousands of years, at least five times it was the Great Array that blocked the destruction of Xianju Mountain. ”

Chu Jiangkai respectfully took the book and asked suspiciously, "The disciple never thought that those were all sideways, but he didn't understand, there has never been a rune master in the mountain, who is the student learning from?"

The old pedant smiled mysteriously, "In the mountains, there is no famous rune master, but there happens to be one other person who is not famous, and that is me." ”

Chu Jiang was puzzled, "Isn't your dantian also ······ But teacher, you let me enter the rune path first, can the rune path break through layer by layer without the support of the spiritual power in the body?"

"Of course not. The old scholar opened the drawer of his desk and took out a stack of yellowed rune paper, a jade golden-haired rune pen, and ink cartridges, "Come and see." ”

Chu Jiangkai came to the table and leaned over to watch.

The old pedant rubbed his eyes and said to himself, "I'm old, I didn't write many words just now, and my eyes are cloudy now." ”

Chu Jiang was noncommittal, his eyes stared at the ink cartridge that was slowly lifted by the old man, and when he understood the things in the box, his heart was full of shock and admiration.

The cartridge was divided into four compartments, cinnabar, gold powder, obsidian powder, and a cyan powder that Chu Jiangkai had not seen, but according to the records of the classics, it should be lapis lazuli powder.

Chu Jiangkai was shocked not by these expensive powders, but by the fact that these four powders were placed in one cartridge.

When he descended from Jianming Peak, the talisman given by the peak master was already a high-level talisman, but the paint painted was only cinnabar.

The most powerful thing Chu Jiangkai had ever seen was a two-color talisman brought back by a senior brother who had gone down the mountain to practice, but it was only a large use of cinnabar on the basis of coloring a little obsidian powder in the finishing touch.

Not to mention the actual effect, this method alone is not a height that ordinary cultivators can reach, at least in the mountains, low-level disciples like Chu Jiangkai know that most of the peak masters of the peaks do not have such means.

And the inconspicuous and even a little obscene old man in front of him, but there are four colors of powder in the ink cartridge where he draws the Dao runes, presumably his old man's means of making talismans have reached the stage of four-color attributes.

In Chu Jiangkai's limited memory, the top-level Dao talisman mentioned in the classics was the Five Elements Talisman, and there were only a handful of people in the entire continent who could reach this realm.

The three-color attribute of the Dao Talisman is already the best, and the people who can draw this kind of Dao Talisman are all master-level existences.

Chu Jiangkai heard that in the auction house in Xijing, he could fight for a two-color Dao talisman, and the three-color ones were even rarer, and each one could attract a bloody storm.

The golden retriever of the jade rune pen was stained with scarlet cinnabar, and the tip of the pen swiped smartly on the rune paper, like a rain splashing on the dry earth.

The old pedant's cloudy eyes brightened, and a faint look of pride appeared on his face.

It was the first time for Chu Jiangkai to look at the talisman so closely.

Thinking that I have also tried, but the control of the pen power and the meaning of the pen is very different from the old man, the lines drawn on the rune paper are dry and uneven, not to mention, and the will when lifting the pen can not be smoothly expressed on the rune paper, of course, the final result is to invalidate a valuable rune paper, piggybacking on Chu Jiangkai's confidence.

The lines of cinnabar have been evenly distributed on the rune paper, the old scholar nodded with satisfaction, and gently knocked the cinnabar of the rune pen in the ink cartridge, and the remaining cinnabar on the tip of the pen slid down the golden retriever, but there was no sticking.

With a turn of the pen, the full obsidian powder fell on the rune paper again, which was a rendering of the cinnabar lines, and where it passed, the iron bones had tight muscles, and strong force erupted.

Immediately afterwards, lapis lazuli powder was embellished on the most bursting nodes, so that the domineering force was not so prominent, but this implication was only a superficial phenomenon, and this embellishment brought more of a smoother sense of agility.

The rune pen dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the weather on the rune paper is thousands, such as a pair of splashed landscapes, the peaks and peaks are like swords, and the streams are like songs. It's like a long-term array, just waiting for the eyes of the array to break through the clouds.

Chu Jiangkai couldn't find where the eye of the formation was, and he couldn't even understand what kind of formation it was.

The old scholar looked up at Chu Jiangkai who was in doubt, smiled kindly, gently reversed the wrist holding the pen, and used the other end of the pen to point at a position on the rune paper that didn't even seem to be a node, and then handed the rune pen to Chu Jiangkai, "How about it?"

Chu Jiangkai was still immersed in the sudden realization of the position of the pen, and the old pedant's talisman had already been handed to him.

Chu Jiang is happy, try it, the old man is not afraid of invalidating this rune, what do you have to worry about.

"This is the finishing touch, if you can really stop it, it won't be in vain for me to work hard!" The old scholar got up and probed forward the talisman pen handed to Chu Jiangkai's eyes.

Chu Jiangkai's hand stretched out into the air became more and more stiff, his fingers were no longer flexible, and the old pedant's words seemed to hide some kind of deep meaning, as if with a hint of warning. Chu Jiangkai didn't think much about it originally, but every word of the old pedant seemed to control Chu Jiangkai's mind.

Chu Jiangkai didn't understand the deep meaning of the old pedant's words, but he understood a certain sense of ritual implied in these words.

Chu Jiangkai neatly placed the stack of books in his left hand in the corner of the desk, and then bowed respectfully, raising both hands at the same time, before he steadily caught the talisman handed over by the old scholar.

"Don't be in a hurry to do it, I'm going to go to the peaks and walk around, and I have to ask the mountain lord for something, so you have three days to try. The old scholar waved his hand and pointed in the room, "Don't worry, you can't do it, you can read a book." ”

Chu Jiangkai looked at the rune paper on the table, and then looked at the old pedant, with a puzzled expression.

"Three days, you mean that the finishing touch, I need that long?"

"If you can't calm down, three days may not be enough!"

"What?" Chu Jiangkai couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it, his right hand held the pen barrel tightly, and he stretched the tip of the pen to the gold dust in the ink cartridge unusually steadily.

The old pedant's expression returned to normal, and he said lightly, "Don't be impetuous." A talisman is more than just a piece of paper. After saying that, he turned around and pushed the door, and Shi Shi left.

The talisman pen in Chu Jiangkai's hand was about to touch the gold dust in the box, and the old pedant's words once again made Chu Jiangkai stunned, and the right hand holding the pen did not dare to move forward.

It wasn't until the old pedant's slightly dragging footsteps faded away that Chu Jiangkai's stiff body returned to normal.

Chu Jiangkai stopped what he was doing and sat on the chair in front of the desk.

The residual warmth left by the old scholar on the chair had not yet dissipated, and Chu Jiangkai also fell into deep thought.

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The Wishing Lake is always so quiet, and even the birdsong from time to time in the woods has a graceful charm.

Dozens of exquisite houses are scattered along the lakeside, each surrounded by delicate flowers and fragrant flowers.

This is the most amorous place in Xianju Mountain, and it is also the most heartfelt concern of the male disciples among the peaks.

The seasons change, but the flowers here bloom all year round.

After going out of the mountain deacon this time, the mythical Xianyang Xiangjie that was rumored to be miraculous was already boring for Bai Yue.

It is a street with a faint smell of flowers, although the smell of worldly fireworks makes people feel more real, but the smell and scenery are not really worse than the Wishing Lake.

Bai Yue thought of the senior brother named Chu Jiangkai she met on Xianyang Xiang Street, and when she thought of him, she would always feel a little stunned in her heart.

That transmission note was taken out by Bai Yue several times, but after all, he still hesitated, since he had already suffered such a big blow, should he be disturbed at this time?

Bai Yue felt that she and Chu Jiangkai were the two extremes that appeared in the matter of Zhu Zhenren's ascension.

Although there was a large-scale conflict between the disciples in the mountains of Jiaocheng and the demon clan in the snow field, and there were also casualties among each other, of course the dead could not be compared, but among the injured disciples, there was really no one like Chu Jiangkai whose dantian was damaged, and Chu Jiangkai was the extreme among the injured.

And himself, who missed the soul of the Nanqi people, can be said to have indirectly harmed Chu Jiangkai, and just slept on the street overflowing with aura, and accidentally contained the double spirit root, and was favored by the elders because of the blessing of misfortune.

He is like the person who was chosen by luck in this great opportunity, which is in stark contrast to Senior Brother Chu Jiangkai.

Even if Bai Yue didn't want to compare, he couldn't let go.

"Do you think of that person again? The teacher said that the responsibility is not yours, why bother yourself?" Qin Hong looked at the picturesque lake scenery and did not look back, but felt Bai Yue's thoughts.

She wanted to say that Bai Yue was a mediocre person who disturbed herself, but thinking that Bai Yue had fallen deeper and deeper into self-blame recently, she didn't want to deliberately embarrass her, so she removed the word mediocrity when she said it.

"I heard that he was demoted to the school and was injured. Bai Yue sighed faintly.

"Which one is being degraded? This is already an exception for him. Qin Hong was faintly angry, "Besides, the meaning of the mountain is to let the old scholar take a look and see if there is any remedy, and he is now there with the old scholar and is living well." ”

Bai Yue came to Qin Hong's side with her head down, and said a little coquettishly, "Master, I want to go to the school to see him, you must be gracious!"

"I wouldn't agree. The elders would not have agreed. ”