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Volume 1 Chapter 12 Collecting Medicine

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    Chen Jiu looked at his first magical power and couldn't help being a little surprised. His first magical power was actually a talisman.

    Most people only think that the art of Talisman and Seal Script is just a minor skill. In fact, the art of Talisman and Seal Script is one of the most orthodox avenues in the world.

    What is Fu Zhuan?  .

    " Fu Zhuan is the true text of the Great Dao. It is a literary style imitated by the mighty who observes the heaven and the earth, feels the changes of the heaven and the earth, and imitates the infinite laws.

    Each talisman has a corresponding avenue, and each talisman has the power to shake the world and move mountains and seas.

    As the saying goes: "If you don't know how to draw a talisman, the ghosts and gods will laugh when you are hot. If you know how to draw a talisman, the ghosts and gods will jump in shock."

    Painting symbols mainly emphasizes two points: first, sincerity.

    The talisman is a combination of yin and yang, and can only be used by the most sincere people in the world. If it is not sincere, it will naturally not work.  Therefore, it is said that I use my essence to combine the essence of heaven and earth and all things, and use my spirit to combine the gods of heaven and earth.  Spirits and spirits are attached to each other, and gods and gods are dependent on each other, so the fake size paper calls on ghosts and gods, and ghosts and gods have to respond.

    The second is a lucky charm.  That is to say, the person who writes the talisman is required to practice internal training at ordinary times. When writing the talisman, the essence is released into the tip of the pen, so that the practitioner's essence is attached to the talisman seal.

    With the essence of Tao, the simple ink of cloth can capture the essence of things.

    "How can the talisman, Zhu Moer, be self-spirited? The reason why it is spiritual is my true Qi. I believe that the talisman and seal script are just forms, and what works is the essence attached to them."

    Therefore, drawing talismans is not only about imitation, but also has an endless supply of mana. Only talismans with mana can be effective.

    Chen Jiu couldn't help but hold up his palms after reading about the magic power of the talisman and seal script: "Collecting the fetal breath and using it as an orifice is really wonderful in Taoism. There is a reason for all the deep connections. Knowing that, I smiled with joy. A little Zhu talisman is originally  Spirit, the wonderful function of the orifice and the complete truth of the body."

    Chen Jiu touched his chin: "Cinnabar, there is no talisman pen in this seat, but the most important thing in drawing talismans is the practitioner's magic power. I poured my own magic power into it and used my finger as a pen. The world is so big that there is no place that cannot be used."  When drawing symbols, why bother sticking to a piece of paper?"

    Speaking of this, Chen Jiu suddenly laughed again: "Well, the most important thing in drawing talismans is to figure out and understand the talisman seals. Otherwise, it is just a matter of painting the skin and it is difficult to draw the bones, and what you practice will be just fake talismans."

    After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu closed his eyes and slowly realized the magical functions of the endless talismans and seals. Sometimes he would just scribble on the ground.

    This talisman and seal art is not so easy to practice. The sun rises and the moon sets. After Chen Jiu came back, he never left the door or took a step forward. He tried to figure out the talisman and seal art at home every day. He even felt a little bit like being possessed by a demon. He was not crazy.  magic.

    During this period, Fatty and Uncle Zhong came twice, but seeing how serious and fascinated Chen Jiu was, they didn¡¯t bother him much.

    Fatty is a restless person, and he is also a person who is not content with the ordinary. Not long after he got married, he took one-third of his family's property to the city to do business.

    "Don't underestimate this one-third of the family property. This is a share of the wealth of the dead people in the village. A huge sum of money is worthy of the name."

    The sun rises and the moon sets, and half a year has passed. August is the harvest season. The sky is clear and the air is crisp, and people have smiles on their faces. After the harvest, who will cry?

    Chen Jiu finally woke up from that demonic state in a thousand years.

    Chen Jiu's thoughts have been obsessed with the space where the way of creation is located all day long. The time here is different from the outside world. Chen Jiu doesn't know how many years have passed. He only knows that he has already begun to master the art of talisman and seal script.  experience, understanding.

    Looking at the unkempt body, Chen Jiuyi smiled: "Cultivators are all light and fast, and are immune to dust, but I am about to become a beggar. I haven't bathed for many days. Fortunately, I don't have a beard. If  If you have a beard, you might look even more sloppy."

    He was not in a hurry to clean up his body. He felt the magic power in his body getting deeper and deeper, and the seeds of magical powers were solidified. His eyes curved into a crescent moon: "Yes, yes, in this state, you can actually practice seven or eight times faster than usual. It's a pity."  , this state is something that can only be encountered.¡±

    After finishing speaking, he came to the well water. Chen Jiu released a burst of mana from his hand, and stretched out his right hand slowly. It seemed very slow, but it was extremely fast. A seemingly inexplicable talisman was formed between his breaths.

    The void is the paper, the magic power is the pen, and the breath is like nature.

    A water dragon emerged from the deep well and instantly enveloped Chen Jiu's sloppy body, spinning continuously.

    After about ten breaths, the power of the talisman dissipated, and Chen Jiu's body was spotless, without even a trace of moisture.

    "This magic power is really good, it is simply a must-have artifact for home travel."

    If anyone knew that Chen Jiu was using talismans and seals like this, he would have to be hacked to death to relieve his hatred.

    ?Looking at the rice at home, it was almost bottomed out. This was also thanks to Chen Jiu's Qi training technique that solved most of his physical needs. Otherwise, the rice tank would have bottomed out long ago.

    "Although cultivators can eat Xia Xia and drink dew, if there is no food to sustain the body's consumption, they will starve to death. If they eat Qi and survive, they are gods, not mortals." Chen Jiu muttered, picked up two slings of money, and walked out of the yard.

    Looking at this house that still had a hint of novelty, Chen Jiu walked up and knocked on the door.

    Not long after, I heard a voice that sounded like a glutinous rice cake, sticky and soft: "Who is it?"

    "It's me, Chen Jiu."

    "Creak" the door opened, and a girl with a Jiangnan flavor appeared: "It turns out to be Brother Jiu, please come in quickly."

    Chen Jiu did not move: "Is Fatty at home?".

    The girl shook her head and moved away: "My husband has gone out to do business."

    Chen Jiu nodded, indicating that he understood, then touched inside his sleeve, took out the two coins, and handed it to the girl: "Next time the fat man comes back, let him help me get a few kilograms of rice."

    The girl looked at Chen Jiu: "Brother Jiu, why don't you come in and sit down?"

    Chen Jiu smiled, turned and left: "No, I have something else to do."

    Chen Jiu is really in trouble. Ever since he woke up, Chen Jiu has discovered that the repair speed is as slow as a snail. If he relies on this speed, not to mention achieving the great road, it will take years and months to break through to the second level.

    "Hey, Uncle Liu, go up the mountain to collect firewood."

    "Xiaojiu, I haven't seen you for a while. Where have you been these days?" His voice was rough, and he looked like a bold country man.

    Although he is called Uncle Liu, in fact, Uncle Liu is not old. On the contrary, he is still young. He is only in his twenties, but he has a deceptive name "Uncle Liu".

    "I went to the mountains a few days ago, and I got lost. I just came back."

    After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu took a machete, cut off a branch in front of him, and then placed the branch in the backpack behind him.

    It was not that Chen Jiu had nothing to do and he wanted to go up the mountain to chop firewood, but that Chen Jiu wanted to go up the mountain to collect herbs. However, when he was going up the mountain, he found that a medicine basket was missing. Fortunately, there was still time. Although making the backpack was a bit of a challenge for Chen Jiu,  But not to the point of not being able to do it at all.

    After separating from "Uncle Liu", Chen Jiu walked alone on the path in the mountains, constantly selecting branches. After cutting off a branch, he put it in the backpack on his back. Then he took out the kettle and sprinkled it.  Add some water.

    The branches were almost enough. Chen Jiu did not go back to the village. He lit a fire on the mountain and weaved the medicine under the light of the fire.

    If it were ordinary medicinal materials, Chen Jiu could just put them in his backpack. However, if he wanted to use medicinal materials with breakthrough functions, that would not work. The medicinal properties would be lost every day. Only special methods can seal the medicinal materials to ensure that the medicinal properties will not be lost.  drain.

    Streams of light flashed in Chen Jiu's hands, and tiny talismans were imprinted on the branches. Strictly speaking, this Yao Lou has exceeded the upper limit of ordinary mortal objects, and it can already be called a magic weapon.

    Magical weapons cannot be made casually, nor are they everywhere in the streets. If it weren't for Chen Jiu's special technique, how could he have been able to refine a magical weapon so easily.

    Looking at the medicine in his hand, Chen Jiu's head suddenly twitched, and he unexpectedly stamped the prohibition on refining and subduing demons.

    Looking at this strange-looking drug, Chen Jiu shook his head: "We don't care about beauty, as long as it can be used, it will be fine if it can be used."

    This is definitely self-comfort.

    Putting the medicine basket aside, he started his daily homework again. He closed his eyes and felt the magic power surge with each breath.
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