Chapter Ninety-Six: The Way of the Fu is Like the Sea
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"What are you doing standing there? Come here!"
The people of Yuelong Dao held tea in one hand and a book in the other, sitting in the spirit gathering array, watching with relish. This chic old man has a very strong bookish atmosphere flowing on his body, which is very appealing.
Ye Bai walked a few steps and stood there, a little overwhelmed.
Although the old man said that he wanted to give him some guidance, he did not intend to show a low voice because of this, this is a very strange psychology, in the face of Mo Er, he can be very honest and humble to ask for advice, in the face of this great monk in the infancy stage, he is not willing to speak first.
"The will is not bad, it really rushed up, although it took a little longer, it can be regarded as barely passing!" "Yuelong Daoren laughed slightly.
After speaking, he grabbed the void, the white light flashed, and the blood on Ye Bai's clothes was sucked out at a speed visible to the naked eye, condensed into a blood ball in the air, and then a flame appeared out of thin air, burning it into ashes.
"Don't look reluctant, the old man's guidance, no matter how many people ask for it, they can't ask for it!"
Yuelong Daoren put away the books, stood up slowly, and said: "Don't blame me for forcing you to break through, the old man knew that you were a lazy and casual boy from the first time he saw you, if he didn't put a little pressure on you, I'm afraid he would still be messing around all day long, thinking he was doing penance!"
Ye Bai smiled and said softly: "It's not as unbearable as the predecessors said!"
The Moon Dragon Daoist snorted coldly and said: "Although I don't know what kind of encounter you have, but the strength of your Yuan Shen is one of the best among the monks in the early stage of foundation building, but your use of the Yuan Shen can be ranked in the ninth rate, if you really can't stand it, the old man will be too lazy to pay attention to you!"
Ye Bai's face fell to the ground, and he had nothing to say, his understanding of the Yuan Shen was indeed very little, let alone the use of it.
The Yuelong Daoist took out the cinnabar yellow paper, beckoned him to walk to the table, and said: "The way of the talisman, although it is a small path, but the heavenly way of truth contained in it is absolutely not to be underestimated, if you think that the drawing of the talisman is to ponder the number of strokes all day long, then it is very wrong!
After speaking, the old man seemed to draw a stroke on the paper slowly and casually!
This pen is just a long line erected, which seems to be extremely simple, but the Moon Dragon Dao people seem to have spent a lot of energy, sweat even oozing out of their foreheads in an instant, and their faces look a little pale and haggard.
Ye Bai didn't notice this, he was completely distracted by this stroke.
This is a sword, or rather a sword, sealed in a talisman, with a violent and sharp aura between the silver flashes, as if anxiously waiting for the blade to open, as long as it is released, it will show its devastating liliang.
Just a simple stroke can produce such a suffocating feeling, and Ye Bai has a feeling of being uplifted by a mountain for the first time in the way of the rune.
"How did the seniors do it?"
Yuelong Daoist rubbed his slender fingers and said: "The origin of the rune is no longer verifiable, several wars in ancient times destroyed a lot of books and jade slips, only some surviving sect families, there are still sporadic records, the old man once crossed the sea, went to the two poles, visited those hidden Xiuzhen sect families, and asked for the way of the rune. ”
In the end, I came to a conclusion that the essence of the rune is not as commonly said, the vitality of heaven and earth can be sealed on paper according to some kind of imprint, but through the carrier of paper, pen and ink, communicate with the runes between heaven and earth, and order them to be used by you. ”
Ye Bai knew that what the old man said must be his unique experience, and he listened attentively, but he still had a lot of incomprehension, and asked, "What is Fu Ling?"
Yuelong Daoren Haha smiled: "That's the old man's own name, you can understand that it is the origin of all liliang between heaven and earth, such as the origin of flames, the origin of thunder, etc., but don't think that the natal sword spirit is also one of them, in fact, it is too far away from the origin of heaven and earth, if one day, you can really control the origin of heaven and earth, then the rune you draw can be called the origin rune!"
Origin Rune, what kind of liliang is that? Ye Bai was calmed on the spot by the future depicted by the Moon Dragon Dao people, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
The rune is like the sea, unfathomable!
"I'll give you this talisman, maybe it can save your life when it's time of life and death!"
Ye Bai was overjoyed and thanked, this is a very life-saving hole card, and said, "What is the name of this talisman?"
The Yuelong Daoist glanced at him in surprise and said, "Is it important to have a name?" When you cultivate to a high depth, you can draw it with your hands, and if you are entangled in the name, won't you be annoyed to death every day!"
Ye Bai was shocked, the old man's mind is indeed far beyond ordinary people, this is a master who is really obsessed with the way, not a person who chases fame and fortune.
"Do the seniors think that what the juniors should do to improve the level of talisman making and communicate with the talisman spirit?"
The Moon Dragon Daoist threw him a disdainful look and said, "The beauty you think, when will you cultivate to a high-level talisman master, then start this step, now it is natural to practice your Yuan Shen power well!"
After speaking, he took out a three-inch-long red candle, stood it on the table, twisted out the flame and lit it, and the green smoke rose in a curling curl.
Ye Bai looked at his actions in a daze, not understanding what this had to do with exercising the Yuan Shen.
Yuelong Daodao: "Use the power of your primordial god to guide the whereabouts of Qingyan and draw the talisman of what you think in your heart." When you're able to control the smoke, start writing!"
"How is this possible?"
Ye Baiting's scalp was numb, green smoke was the most illusory thing, elusive, not to mention controlling them to draw imprints, such an exercise method was simply unheard of.
The Moon Dragon Daoist glanced at him with a fierce expression, and said solemnly: "Do you like to say these five words very much? You'd better change it, and never say impossible to something you haven't done!"
When the words landed, a strong momentum suddenly emanated from him, and the old man's eyes were fixed on the green smoke, and his divine light was awe-inspiring.
Suddenly, the green smoke swam suddenly like a small snake, and after a few breaths, the mark of a flame explosion talisman had already jumped into the air, and the connection of the strokes was perfect, and even the flame in the center of the mark was also lifelike.
The smoke took a long time to disperse.
Ye Bai was like an electric shock, standing in place, his face flushed with shame.
"Boy, practice hard, you're running out of time!"
The Moon Dragon Daoist patted him on the shoulder, walked to the Spirit Gathering Array casually, and looked at the book by himself.
After coming to his senses, Ye Bai had nothing to say, and began to practice boringly over and over again, the power of the Yuan Shen was not endless, and it was quickly consumed, and he was also sweating through his clothes, meditated a little to recover, and got up to cultivate again.
The Moon Dragon Daoist stood behind him, glanced at him, nodded lightly, and ignored it.
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