A few days later, in the dwelling.

Sima Wenzhi had never gone out, and was fiddling with the things in front of him.

After coming out of the magic hall a few days ago, he went to the Fulu Hall again.

At first, Di Beizi only gave some runes, and the more basic the spell, the more relied on the runes, which was suitable for him to use at this time.

Later, when Jizuko inadvertently asked what kind of spell he had obtained, he saw the cloth he took out of his arms.

Di Beizi's complexion changed slightly and quickly returned to normal, and informed Sima Wenzhi that at noon in the next few days, if there was nothing else important, he could come to Fulu Hall.

Sima asked curiously, and asked what was the matter. Di Beizi's reply of "it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish" made him happy in his heart.

In the past few days, except for the need for sect disciples to take care of General Gao when studying in the Fulu Hall. The rest of the time, Sima asked for everything himself, and slept in his clothes at night.

Fortunately, most of General Gao's injuries were in his back, and the rest were only injured in the chest and abdomen, but not in the humerus, and he was able to sit up at this time. In a few days, he will be able to get out of bed and walk, which will allow him to focus more on the study of the runes.

Writing sigils is boring.

Di Fuzi handed him a few talisman seals for observation, and the words and graphics on the rune paper dazzled him.

Writing a sigil is very difficult.

Observing the essentials, Sima asked him to copy instead. Writing the talisman seal requires the aggregation of aura placed on the tip of the talisman pen, with the assistance of sincerity, in one go. He couldn't gather his spirit at this time, he was sincere, and after a few attempts, everything he did was wasted paper.

After a few times, Sima Wenzhi's joy turned into depression, and Di Beizi's heart moved into crying.

He was moved because he saw that the spell given by Diguzi was carried by brocade cloth, not an ordinary spell. The reason for the mourning is that the rune paper he handed over to Sima Wenzhi for study is also quite valuable, and it has become waste paper one after another, which is really distressing.

The runes were not well learned, and the spells were not smooth.

In the cloth that Diguzi handed over to Sima Wenzhi, only the ten righteous dharmas and twenty-four changes were recorded, and the other two righteous dharmas were deliberately hidden.

Sima was puzzled, but he didn't deliberately pursue it. He could only exert his strength after the realm of gods and men, and he didn't care about it at this time.

Among the twenty-four changes, most of them need to extend the spiritual energy in the body to be exerted.

In the past few days, Sima Wenzhi has tried many times, and soon after the aura gathers at the dantian, it will escape on its own. Before the spell was cast, the dantian was empty, and it was not possible.

The practice of spells and talismans is slow and abnormal, and the techniques of Qihuang, Kanyu, and divination are progressing very quickly. In the cloth given by Di Suzi, the old age, sickness and death of ordinary people are recorded in detail, and annotated with years of experience.

After several searches, he found a cure for General Gao's whip wounds. Medicinal stones are useless, acupuncture can be used. Acupuncture points, mostly on the back.

Sima Wenzhi tried his best, and General Gao endured it strongly. At first, the wound was on top of the injury, and the blood flowed profusely. Then fight poison with poison and recover quickly.

It is not easy to practice, and most of the disciples of Qingxuan Mountain choose one path of cultivation and study it deeply. Sima asked many studies to go hand in hand, and after some efforts, he could not succeed. But what he loves to learn is still magic, except for the Shangqing lineage based on magic, there are some things in his heart, and after picking it up again, he never put it down.

General Gao improved quickly, and Sima Wenzhi was happy in his heart. Cross-legged peace of mind, through joy, take advantage of the situation, and call on the aura around him to gather in the dantian.

As in the previous attempts, after the aura was filled in the dantian, it could not be turned into reality. Soon after, it gradually escaped.

When I wanted to try again, there was a lot of footsteps outside my residence. The reopening of the mountain gate is approaching, and the disciples and miscellaneous servants in the gate are also getting busier. It was enough to work until the end of the day, but these two days have been extended to the time of the day.

The day of the reopening of the mountain gate is getting closer and closer, which also indicates that the three-vein Dabi is getting closer. Tianchengzi is so eager to teach him the exercises, it will not be without reason.

Sima Wenzhi also began to feel anxious in his heart.

When the three veins are compared, there will be no shortage of spell competitions. He didn't know who was standing across from him at that time, but he knew that with what he had learned so far, he was no match for him.

But it's not like there's no room for loopback.

Sima Wenzhi was a second-generation monk, a monk of the same generation as the Taiqing and Yuqing sects, and disdained to embarrass him. Three and four generations of monks could not force themselves to make things difficult for him. What exactly will happen at that time is impossible to guess and has no evidence to follow.

When there is evidence for the unknown, it can be based on analysis. When there is no evidence, you can only divination.

Hexagrams, throws, hexagrams, and observations. Sima Wenzhi's face was entangled, there was no source and no result, it was a hexagram without a phase. Rising and throwing again, it is still a hexagram without phase.

After two failed sessions, he began to become stubborn and wanted to do it again. Before he got up, the door of the house was opened, and Ling Shuang, who had not been seen for a few days, walked in.

"Little Master, what are you doing in divination?" Seeing him holding the hexagram, Ling Shuang asked.

"Divination will be auspicious in the future. After the hexagram, the divination could not be stopped, and Sima asked one of the replies, while continuing to move in his hands.

"For whom?" Ling Shuang asked again.

"For myself. Sima asked in reply, but still didn't look up.

"Don't waste your efforts, this hexagram is a hexagram without phase. Seeing that the hexagram had just begun, Ling Shuang didn't want Sima to ask him to do useless work, so he reminded him.

Sima asked that he didn't stop, throwing the son, throwing again, throwing again, and watching the line, and sure enough, it was still a hexagram without a phase.

"How do you know the result of my divination?" asked Sima Zhi, who acquiesced to what Ling Shuang said.

"If you don't occupy the dead, you don't count your own body, didn't Uncle Xuanzheng say it to you?" Ling Shuang was surprised.

Hearing Ling Shuang's reply, Sima Wenzhi nodded.

Xuan Zheng should be the deacon in the Divination Pavilion, and it was the person who taught him the art of divination, not Xuan Zheng, and the Diwei Zhenren did not explain the matter to him.

"Besides, what are the taboos?" After eating a trench, you must grow wiser, Sima asked back, and began to prepare for the future.

"I'm not good at divination and arithmetic, and I don't know how many taboos there are. However, more than 1,000 years have passed since the Qing Patriarch passed down the Taoist system on Qingxuan Mountain. For more than 1,000 years, the astrological signs of Zhou Tian have changed, and I don't know if any changes have been made in the Divination Pavilion. Ling Shuang tried her best to recall.

Sima asked, and what Ling Shuang said was quite useful. If the sect didn't deal with it, even if it wasn't a hexagram without a phase this time, he would have made a mistake when interpreting the hexagram.

"By the way, the Kanyu technique also needs to consider the Zhou Tian astrological signs. Ling Shuang recalled one more place, and then said.

Sima asked, and Ling Shuang reminded him in a few places, which not only solved his current doubts, but also cleared up several hidden dangers for him in the future.

From Ling Shuang's several reminders, he also realized another point.

Although there are elders and young people in the sect, most of them are respected on the path of cultivation. Although he is the ancestor of Master Lingshuang, his cultivation and insights are much worse than him. In the future, you should communicate more with her about your practice.

"Ling Shuang, when you cultivated to the realm of Dao people, did the sect send you to practice spells?" asked Sima Qian, who still had doubts in his heart.

"It was given. When the first gate reaches the Taoist, the sect will give twenty-four magic changes. Ling Shuang was quite familiar with the spell, and he didn't remember it, so he replied directly.

"Besides, are there any others?" Twenty-four changes, Sima asked, already known. The Twelve Fa-Rectification Paths Ling Shuang didn't mention it, and he opened his mouth and knocked on the side.

"No more. Twenty-four changes, if you can study and penetrate, there is great power. Ling Shuang didn't know, and answered truthfully.

"By the way, I heard the ancestor mention that when cultivating to the realm of ghosts and fairylands, there are still ten righteous ways on top of the changes. When Sima asked about his disappointment, Ling Shuang remembered something and added.

Sima was a little puzzled after hearing this.

Di Guzi once said that before reaching the late stage of the god and man realm, he must not arbitrarily exercise the Fa, which is very different from what Di Kuizi said. Moreover, there are 12 ways of Dharma in the mouth of Di Guzi, which is not the same as the 10 Ways of Di Kuizi.

The reason for this is unknown.

"But there is a person in the Shangqing lineage who was already able to exercise the Fa-rectification when he was in the realm of gods and men. Ling Shuang's words then interrupted Sima Qian's thoughts.

"Who?" asked Sima with curiosity.

"My master, Xuan Qing Zhenren. Ling Shuang replied, her eyes full of pride.

"Who is he?" asked Sima again.

"He is a hero and a villain. In Ling Shuang's eyes, there was loneliness in addition to pride.