Chapter 107: Seeing the Talisman in the Array
Fu Lin closed the book again and sighed, "Mr. Huangfu was not recognized by talent, and he has been born tens of thousands of years late."
There are more than hundreds of thousands of types of talismans, ranging from daily trivial matters such as repairing chairs, laying beds, lighting, and lighting, as well as national important matters such as mountain building, reclamation of seas, wars, etc., and only 174 excerpts were excerpted from Huangfu Yanghao's book, neither because they are the most powerful or because of their uniqueness. Instead, he wrote them down occasionally when writing talismans. When he read them carefully, he could see the way of writing the talisman master.
As the descendant of Queen Fu, Fu Lin must learn talismans and military tactics at the same time. He prefers the former. Although he is not outstanding, he has read many books and masters. After reading the books for the second time, he found that he knows so little about talismans and has endless admiration for Huangfu Yang Hao.
The two have known each other for many years. Huangfu Yanghao has a bad temper and is more polite to this unpowerful emperor. However, he rarely talks about talismans with him. I think Fu Lin is not a person in this way and does not want to waste his words.
Even now, after reading it twice, Fu Lin still finds it difficult to understand some of the statements, but he is still deeply shocked and feels that all the talismans in the past have been in vain.
"When the talisman was first separated from the Taoist dynasty, there were 20,000 to 30,000 types, all of which were skills of practice and combat. In the first three thousand years of the establishment of the Longbin Society, the types of talismans increased to 150,000 and 10,000. Almost all important rules for writing talismans were established at that time. In the following tens of thousands of years, the types of talismans have been increased, but they were repaired and repaired, and there were rare innovations. As for the rules for writing talismans, it was even more solid, and no one dared to take a break."
If you want to know Huangfu Yanghao's greatness, you have to mention the history of the Longbin Society. Fu Lin was very excited, but the listener was not interested. Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything. Shouque, who had changed his temperament, said coldly: "The person you are talking about took a different approach and created a more powerful rule of writing talismans?"
"Well, I can't say that. The method of writing talismans is a rule determined by the previous talisman masters who spent many years to work hard, such as the foundation of a mountain. If you can't move, it is not easy for Mr. Huangfu to make some changes on the hillside."
"It is not easy to survive. Stay away from me and don't make noise in my ears. And you, go and notify everyone in the valley to complete food, drink, defecation and sensation within half an hour, and then set up a formation for me. Yesterday's water attack was advanced. Today's wooden attack was hard to say. Hurry up, now is not the time to relax and rest."
Shouque took away the command without asking. More than a dozen followers looked at her in surprise and looked at General Mu again. Seeing that he did not raise any objections, he obeyed the order to organize the mortals to set up the formation as soon as possible.
Fu Lin retreated awkwardly, and Shouque said to Mu Xingqiu again: "Are you okay?"
To others, it was asking General Mu how his body was recovering, but Mu Xingqiu understood that he was asking him whether he could be the main formation and tried to operate the inner alchemy. They still rotated slowly. He refused to provide more mana, so he shook his head, "You come to the main formation."
Shouque walked onto the earth platform without hesitation. "You two are standing here, just play with things like talismans. When I say that when I set up the formation, you all have to obey the orders honestly. Do you understand?"
Mu Xingqiu and Fu Lin nodded at the same time and stood near the earthen platform.
"General Mu really..." Fu Lin glanced at Shouque, who was walking around on the earthen platform to ponder the details of the formation, and did not dare to continue.
"The weak do not rely on one person, she can do it well." Mu Xingqiu said that in fact, anyone who has participated in the formation before is qualified to be the leader of the formation, but the deeper the mana, the stronger the will, the stronger the will. The effect of the main formation is, the stronger the two points of defense are the strongest.
Many people saw Shouque on the earth platform. They were quite surprised. They saw General Mu still standing near the earth platform. Then they felt relieved. Shouque had used many magic in public and brought back a large number of mortals. The support they received was second only to General Mu, especially the many women and children in the valley, which was more intimate towards her.
Mu Xingqiu was still interested in the talisman. Fu Lin said in a low voice, and Shouque did not interrupt again.
"Brush, ink, paper, people, talismans are tripods. These four are the feet. If one is missing, it will be unstable. If two is missing, it will not stand. If three is missing..." Fu Lin felt a chill in the back of his head, and he knew what was going on without looking back. He did not dare to mention the word "deficiency". He coughed twice and continued: "The four feet have their own uses, using Tao as a metaphor. People are Taoist priests, ink is Niwan Palace, paper is Jiang Palace, and pen is the lower Dantian..."
Fu Linxian talked about the basic knowledge of talismans, and none of these things can be changed. Huangfu Yanghao, as a talisman writer, specializes in Mo.
"There are no less than a thousand types of talismans, and the effects of each type are different. Some talismans must be specially used to exert their full power. For example... Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. Mr. Huangfu has a lot of experience in making ink, and most of the books contain related to this. He thought of a clever way to integrate a talisman into the ink in advance. The talisman written with this ink has two effects at the same time. The so-called two talismans are called "one stroke" and two talismans. When he used the blood of mortals to make ink, he added a talisman to protect his body, but when he used the blood of Grandmaster Zhao, he did not. Therefore, when the talismans were sacrificed and released, we were fine, and Grandmaster Zhao was injured. Alas, I misunderstood Mr. Huangfu."
Mu Xingqiu recalled Huangfu Yanghao's expressions at that time and felt that Master Tactics was more likely to cherish the blood of the master too much and dare not add other things to the ink at will, but he was dead. What is the truth can never be explained clearly.
Half an hour later, the mortals in the valley began to stand in circles and deal with the Five Elements disaster for several consecutive days. They were all very tired, but when they thought that there was still wood attack and Taoist fire attack, they did not dare to complain about neglect.
After the formation was completed, he could not speak casually. Shouque was more harsh than General Mu. Fu Lin was still unsatisfied but did not dare to disobey. He returned the book to Mu Xingqiu, pointed out a few talismans, and asked him to focus on watching.
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The talisman of the top and the general talisman is different. It is not a talisman, but forty-four talismans, written on the four sides of the cauldron, written in sequence, and taking effect at the same time, and it already has the meaning of a profound magic array.
Mu Xingqiu asked a few paper talismans from Fu Lin. He now has very little magic power, his talisman sacrifice technique is rough, and there is no Fire God Seal on his body, so the effect is very poor. The paper talismans snorted in his hand and turned into ashes. As soon as they were exposed, they disappeared. One of them almost lit his sleeves.
The mortals around him respected General Mu, feeling that everything about him had profound meaning and did not dare to make random judgments. Seeing that he was clumsy, Fu Lin wanted to speak but stopped talking, so he turned his head and stopped looking.
Mu Xingqiu sacrificed a talisman, read a few pages of the book, slowly figured out the context of writing talismans and sacrifice talismans, and an idea slowly emerged in his mind.
He is different from ordinary talisman masters and practitioners in the world. Almost all of his memories of magic are lost, so there is no ready-made rules in his mind. Fu Lin thought that the irreversible foundation was not that stable for Mu Xingqiu.
Huangfu Yanghao made some changes on the hillside of the talisman, which was enough to surprise and even fear all the talisman masters in the world. But Mu Xingqiu followed the thoughts of writing talisman masters and felt that some basic rules seemed to be able to move.
He pondered there, and the formation of the guard had been completed, and began to scoop up the soil to form images, placing it around him one by one. Her magic power was much stronger than Jincuo. The statues she created were exquisite, as if they were burned from a porcelain kiln. The mortals around him shared her magic, and the statues in her hand were much better than before, at least with clear eyebrows and complete shape.
At noon, when everyone was feeling tired and began to complain in a low voice, Mu Xingqiu suddenly put away the book and said to Shouque on the earthen platform: "Here you come."
“Which one?”
"The Tribulation of the Five Elements."
Mu Xingqiu's sensitivity to spells decreased significantly, but did not disappear completely. He noticed that the prefabricated spells in the air tended to gather with each other, so he speculated that the wooden attack was coming.
Shouque raised the statue in his hand, and wanted to imitate General Mu's words. He couldn't find the right words even if he scraped his stomach. Finally, he said loudly: "Life is better than death. Everyone can take the energy to feed, and we can successfully overcome the disaster of wood attack. No one is lazy. If I find out, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, an old or a young person, intentionally or unintentionally, they will all be thrown out of the valley and let you die for yourself!"
The new formation leader did not have the majesty, solemnity and compassion of General Mu, but her strength was also effective. Everyone said they "dare not" and they all cheered up and focused on preparing for the war.
Shouque looked at Mu Xingqiu more often, and saw that he was holding the statue of the divine made of soil in his hand, so he nodded with satisfaction.
There were sounds of drums coming from the ground, as if a large army was about to break out of the ground. Although they had experienced four major disasters, everyone's faces changed slightly, and they felt that they were small and powerless, and they trusted the formation more deeply. They were still worried, but they were afraid that the main formation would be less skillful than General Mu.
The first wood attack in the valley appeared on the edge of the hillside, which was filled with dead trees that fell from the previous five elements disasters. The grass and trees in the valley had long been erased and piled around. A big tree suddenly jumped out of the pile of wood, like a spring gushing, growing several feet tall in an instant. Soon, a large number of new trees grew one after another, all of which were lush with branches and leaves and clusters of flowers.
As long as you don't happen to stand where the trees grow, these trees look like there is no harm, but everyone has experience, and no one dares to be careless. They recite the sentence "I am doing" with the leader and wait for the battle.
The new trees grow fast and wither quickly. In less than a moment, the flowers and leaves float and the branches fade into ashes. Countless flowers and leaves float and do not fall and gradually spread, and they are the weapons of wood attack.
A gust of evil wind blew out of the valley, sweeping around in circles, becoming stronger and stronger, but he refused to leave, and involved a large number of flowers and leaves, surrounding the mortals in the valley.
Shouque snorted, "The old Taoist is really sinister. He actually joined forces with the Five Elements Tribulation to make a move."
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