Chapter Nineteen Talismans
In the 152nd year of Yuanfeng in Guanyue, in October, the backyard of Jingfu.
The sunset falls all over the garden pond, reflecting the rippling waves. Countless koi are clustered beside the bamboo pavilion, opening their mouths to rush and fight, snatching the fish food falling in the air.
Jing Furen patted the feed in his hand and walked slowly out of the bamboo pavilion. He smiled, looked relaxed, and looked very comforted.
"Swoosh!"
The green spirit arrow was passing by, leaving a faint trace. The green beam was nailed to the target several feet away, making a slight sound.
"laugh!"
The wound was exposed on the wooden target, about a few inches deep, and the green glow disappeared without a trace. Jing Furen walked to the side and observed carefully with his hands behind his back.
"Well, this 'spiritual leaf arrow' is two points faster, and the accuracy is also better than yesterday."
Jing Hua stepped forward and asked, "Grandpa, it's not difficult to master the fluctuations of talismans, but when using talismans, they feel different. Why do each talisman is different?"
"Of course, the monks who make talismans are different. Everyone has different understandings of spiritual power fluctuations, blood and ink, brushstroke rhythm, etc. How could there be the same talisman?"
Jing Furen picked up a talisman and said, "We mostly use talismans to buy from shops or talisman masters, and the quality is of varying quality. Occasionally, we will buy fakes that are not powerful."
"Fake?"
"Yes, some talisman masters are not capable and are short of money, so they use inferior products as good as good numbers. Not only does the same 'fireball talisman' have a slower qualities, but the power is still a little less. If you don't know how to make talismans, it will be difficult to distinguish between true and false."
Jing Hua shook his head. Sure enough, there are fakes and shoddy products everywhere, which makes people unable to defend themselves.
"Grandpa, since that's the case, why don't we just look for Master Yun? There are so many uncles and uncles in this sect, so many of them should be able to make talismans, right?"
Jing Furen smiled and said, "It's not that easy to be among the disciples of Juling. Lord Yuncheng's methods of making talismans are already excellent. But he doesn't produce many talismans, and he has its own supply and marketing channels, so he will not flow out casually. Having said that, the higher the level of talismans, the more expensive the talismans are. One or two can't be seen, and dozens or hundreds of talismans accumulate, the cost is also a problem."
Speaking of this, the old man's tone was a little emotional.
"There are many personal disciples in the sect who enjoy exclusive talismans and talismans. They just need to practice with all their hearts and basically don't have to deal with complicated and trivial matters. The personal disciples are already gifted, so in this way, their cultivation will improve much faster than other disciples."
Jing Furen sighed and handed the talisman to Jing Hua.
"Once you become a personal disciple, it means you are worshipped under the sect of Master Jiedan. At that time, no matter who wants to cause trouble, you have to weigh your own weight first."
Jing Hua was a human being for two generations and immediately understood the expectations in his words. He took the talisman and saw red-patterned yellow talismans and silver hooks and iron paintings, which were magical and incredible. The two seal characters "Sky Thunder" were written on the front, and the reverse was a curved mysterious text.
When the spiritual consciousness swept through, you can feel the fluctuations of spiritual power in it. Jing Hua kept thinking quietly and moved the spiritual treasure along the waves.
"Hiss!"
A flash of light flashed, hitting the target in the blink of an eye. A black spot appeared in the center of the target, and several lights splashed in all directions, some of which fell into a corner of the pond. A few koi immediately floated on the water surface, all of which were rumbling on their belly, and they were extremely angry and killed.
"Grandpa, except for not getting used to it at first, it was very relaxed after getting started and didn't feel too difficult. It seems that there is no difference between having or not having talismans exclusively. Is it unnecessary for the sect to offer talismans exclusively for the disciples of the sect to provide talismans exclusively for their own disciples?"
Jing Furen twisted his beard with his hands and shook his head slowly, with an unconcealed relief on his face.
"Xiaohua, do you know how much time it takes for ordinary disciples to practice using talismans?"
Without waiting for Jing Hua to answer, he continued: "It will take about half a month to just use the spiritual storage and stimulate the talisman. With the spiritual sense traction, locking the target and improving the degree, it is impossible to master it without thirty or forty days. The sect consumes resources and specializes in the talismans of personal disciples, in order to reduce external interference and allow them to understand the skills as soon as possible."
Jing Furen said as he took the talisman bag and picked it up.
"Your father has the reputation of being 'genius', and it took half a month to master the trick of using talismans. Xiaohua, it only took you seven days, far from your father back then."
He picked up several talismans and handed them to Jing Hua and said, "The talisman means can't be seen by just one or two. The monks fought for the
Dou, talisman consumes tens of dozens and hundreds of them. Xiaohua, try these."
Jing Hua took it and saw that the talismans were exactly the same, all of which were "wind blade talismans". He didn't ask much, but turned around to calm down and his fingers moved slightly.
"Swoosh!"
"Swoosh!Swoosh!"
Wind blades shot out, slashing through the air, leaving deep knife marks on the target. Three talismans were released in succession, and Jing Hua's degree slowed down. Before stimulating the fourth talisman, his breathing unconsciously stuck.
Jing Furen asked, "What? Chest is tight?"
"I feel a little bit sluggish in the operation of the Spiritual Gang, and I feel that it is not as good as before. Grandpa, is it because I lack my cultivation?"
Jing Furen shook his head and said, "That won't be that you have entered the realm of "spiritual civic". It's not that you have entered the realm of spiritual storage in your body to make dozens of talismans. The reason why you feel stagnant just now is that you lack cultivation, but that you cannot call it."
As he said that, he spread his palms, a tiny ball of fire slowly emerged, swaying above his palms, as if it would disappear at any time.
"The talisman is clicked and stopped. New disciples can't figure it out and think that the stronger the better. In fact, without controlling it, it will disrupt the structure of the talisman and affect the intensity. Abuse of the spiritual treasure is not only useless, but will bring burden to the body."
Jing Hua felt a little embarrassed. Jing Furen was not talking about others, but he was very proud before, thinking that he was talented and could learn without a teacher. The "spiritual fire" in Jing Furen's palm seemed to exist and not exist, which shows that he could not control Lingzang in a subtle way.
"The key to using talismans is to accurately control the spiritual sect?"
Jing Furen nodded: "Yes, control the spirit in and out, improve the talisman level, and wait for a few more talismans against the enemy. The single talisman cannot be seen, ten or twenty, and the difference between each tiles accumulates to a large extent, which is the key to determining the outcome."
As he said that, he dissipated the fire spirit in his palm and took out a jade slip.
"The spiritual energy is slightly overflowing, persevering, and practice will naturally lead to success after a long time. This method is obtained from your great-grandfather. My father and I practiced it back then, and the benefits are very shallow. Your father is extremely talented and can produce forty talismans in a row, and it is endless. Grandpa is not as good as him, so he can only barely use about twenty. Xiaohua, if you practice diligently, you will definitely surpass us."
Jing Furen paused, as if he felt that he had urged him too much.
"Of course, it is inevitable that you will become unfamiliar with the new learning. Xiaohua, you practice hard, and you and your aunt are very pleased. Gathering the spirits and turning the outside into the inside is a time to grind. Once you have too much spirit, your hands and feet will be sore and difficult to breathe, and you will faint on the spot, or even endanger your life. You must remember this firmly, and you will be relaxed and relaxed when practicing, and never force yourself."
Chapter completed!