Ningzhou is located in the north of the Song Kingdom, the area can only be regarded as the last stream in one hundred and nine states, its territory is mostly loess barren slopes, rare trees and rivers appear, so there are not many immortal cultivators living in this state, only some small and medium-sized immortal cultivation families, occupy a few pieces of spiritual veins here, but also at ease, there is no immortal cultivation force to compete with them for anything.

The Yueyang Mountain Range is located in the northwest of Ningzhou, and is one of the few spiritual veins in Ningzhou, where the Wang family established hundreds of years ago.

The immortal cultivators of the Wang family all lived on a mountain peak called Fumo Mountain, and the thousands of children of the family who did not have spiritual roots lived under Fumo Mountain, relying on farming and hunting for a living.

Fumo Mountain is as high as a hundred feet, and the top of the mountain is shrouded in dense clouds and mist all year round, and you can't see your fingers.

This was just a simple phantom array set up by the Wang family's immortal cultivators to prevent the ordinary clansmen at the foot of the mountain from accidentally breaking in and disturbing their cultivation.

After hundreds of years of development, the Wangjia Village at the foot of the mountain has developed into Wangjia Town, for the rumors that they are the descendants of the gods, most of the residents of the town do not believe it, but every New Year's Festival, every household will still prepare sacrifices at the foot of the mountain to worship, pray for good weather in the coming year, these years, there has been no major incident in the town, and the residents of the town have been living a life of abundant food and clothing.

Early in the morning, just after dawn, Wang Changsheng didn't eat breakfast, so he hurriedly walked out of the courtyard where he lived, which was the first time he had left his residence in two years.

At this time, if there were immortal cultivators in the sky above Fumo Mountain, they would see dozens of figures walking out of the courtyard and converging in one direction.

The hall is a school opened by the ancestors of the Wang family, and the elders of the clan are responsible for preaching, specifically for the young children of the clan to answer the confusion in cultivation and minimize detours, which is also the envy of casual cultivation.

When Wang Changsheng walked into the teaching hall, there were already many people sitting inside, he found a futon in the corner and sat down, looking ahead intently.

At the top sat a white-haired old man of sixty or seventy years old, dressed in a yellow robe, with a long beard, his loving gaze swept over everyone's body, and when he saw Wang Changsheng in the corner, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Wang Li, one of the elders of the Wang family, according to the generation, Wang Changsheng should be called a third uncle, who is responsible for preaching in the teaching hall on weekdays, he has a deep and unique understanding of the basic five elements of magic, and all the younger generations who come to ask for spells are treated equally, and they will be demonstrated over and over again, until the younger generations can understand and use it, and never scold and scold the younger generations, therefore, his reputation is excellent among the younger generations, every time Wang Li appears in the teaching hall, there are always many people who go to listen to the lecture.

Before he closed his door and did not go out of cultivation, Wang Changsheng was the person who asked the most questions and cultivated the most diligently, and he also had a good relationship with this third uncle.

Wang Changsheng's gaze met the gaze of the third uncle, and he smiled at him, which was regarded as a greeting.

"It's time to start lecturing," Wang Li said loudly as he looked at the hourglass erected in the hall, making sure that every student could hear clearly.

Hearing this, the children of the Wang family who came to listen to the lecture turned pale and looked up at Wang Li.

"Your cultivation time is not short, and I also know a little bit about the hardships you have paid," Speaking of this, Wang Li casually glanced at Wang Changsheng who was sitting in the corner, and then said: "You must cultivate diligently, don't slack off when you encounter some difficulties, I have talked a lot about the cultivation of magic, today I will teach you a way to make money, making talismans." ”

"Rune seal, in fact, is another way to cast the spell, but also a miniature embodiment of the formation, the heaven and earth spiritual power condensed into the rune sealed on a special rune paper, with a little spiritual power to stimulate the enemy, with easy to carry, fast casting, mana consumption and a series of advantages, if you want to make a rune, first of all, you must first comprehend and draw a separate rune, because all runes are composed of the most basic five elements of runes, as long as you master the basic five elements of runes, you can make more and more complex runes through different combinations, Wang Li said word by word, for fear that these juniors would not understand.

Wang Changsheng listened very carefully, this was the first time he had come into contact with the art of talisman making, lest he miss a word.

After listening to the third uncle's lecture for two hours, he didn't eat breakfast, and after listening attentively for two hours, Wang Changsheng's chest was already hungry, but he didn't leave.

After everyone was gone, Wang Changsheng stood up, walked up, and said respectfully, "Third uncle." ”

"Do you still know that calling me the third uncle is finally willing to leave your broken yard?" Wang Li glanced at Wang Changsheng, and said angrily, Wang Li was angry not because Wang Changsheng had not gone further for many years, but because he was trying to escape from reality and not leave this attitude behind closed doors.

In this regard, Wang Changsheng was silent, he didn't know how to answer, to be honest, he was still a little afraid of other people's eyes, mainly because the name of the young patriarch brought him too much pressure, if he was just an ordinary clansman, maybe he would feel a lot better.

"Forget it, don't talk about this, do you want to learn how to make talismans?" Seeing Wang Changsheng's appearance, Wang Li sighed and changed the topic.

"Well, please also ask the third uncle to give me advice," Wang Changsheng nodded and replied truthfully.

"Rune pen, dansha, blank rune paper, these three things are indispensable for talisman making, you can buy them in the market, and when you understand the basic runes, you can use the rune pen to try to make talismans on the empty rune paper, but before you really try, I suggest that you use an ordinary brush to practice on white paper, you can reduce some losses, you take this jade slip back, it introduces some basic runes and the production of several simple runes," After speaking, Wang Li took out a white jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

"Thank you, Third Uncle," Wang Changsheng took the white jade slip, his heart warmed, and he said sincerely.

Wang Changsheng chatted with the third uncle for a while, asked some questions about cultivation, and left.

"This kid has a good temperament, but it's a pity," Wang Li looked at Wang Changsheng's departing back, sighed, and said in a tone of regret.

Wang Changsheng put away the white jade slip close to his body, and walked quickly towards his residence, thinking about how to make the talisman seal, and feeling less hungry.

Xu was always thinking about making talismans, but Wang Changsheng didn't pay attention to the road and bumped into a clansman.

"I'm sorry, I'm not ······" Wang Changsheng, who bumped into someone, was about to apologize subconsciously, but when he looked up and saw the clansman he had hit, his face suddenly turned cold.

I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man in a green shirt, with a slightly strong figure, looking at Wang Changsheng with a smile, and the contempt on his face was undisguised.

Wang Changqing, the son of Uncle Wang Changsheng, according to his age, the other party should call him a cousin, but the relationship between the two fathers is not very good, the uncle has always wanted to take the place of Wang Changsheng's father, because of this reason, the relationship between the two cousins is not very good,

Wang Changqing and Wang Changsheng were the same age, and they began to cultivate at the same time, but their cultivation was two levels higher than him.

Two years ago, Wang Changqing angered Wang Changsheng with the method of agitation, not only easily defeated Wang Changsheng in front of everyone, but also humiliated him fiercely, for this reason, Wang Changsheng did not leave his residence for two years.

"Yo, isn't this our young patriarch?Why, just came out of the Confession Hall?" Wang Changqing said with a look of concern, and anyone could see the banter on his face.

In this regard, Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye, and on the side of his body, he was about to cross Wang Changqing and leave here.

"Eh, don't go so fast! I just learned a new spell recently, how about it, young patriarch, do you want to have a discussion," Wang Changqing opened his hands to stop Wang Changsheng, and said with a hippie smile.

"Wang Changqing, get out of the way for me?" mentioned the word exchange, and as soon as he spoke, Wang Changsheng's anger came up, and he shouted loudly to Wang Changqing, the exchange two years ago was an indelible scar in his heart.

"Oh, the young patriarch is powerful, I'm so afraid," Wang Changqing pretended to be scared and patted his chest.

"Brother Changqing, the young patriarch is a great master of the fourth layer of qi refining, you are like this, be careful of being beaten," Wang Changqing's side, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old round-faced young man echoed, Wang Mingyuan's reduction of the spirit stones issued to them had already made them dissatisfied, and even Wang Changsheng was looked down upon.

"Alas, people are more angry than people, the young patriarch of the Huang family is a great master of the eighth layer of qi refining, and the concubine of the Li family has also cultivated to the seventh layer of qi refining, and our Wang family, the fourth layer of qi refining, it is a shame to say it," a clansman sneered mercilessly.