When Dayan Seventy-three heard this, he said, "I am proficient in two sects, one is to refine the formation, and the other is to divination. In the past, I only taught you how to refine the formation, and after a few days, I will pass on the method of divination. Here, let me show you my skills first."

As he said that, he took out a few yarrows, threw them gently to the ground, then closed his eyes, and muttered the words: "Jia and Ji plus Jia and Ji Geng Bing, Bing and Xin from Wu Ren and Gui Geng...", while he was chanting, he calculated with his fingers.

When it was not too late, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "From the west of Jindan Sect, there is a dense forest that is rarely visited. You can go there to find it. Not far from Tongtian River, there is a giant wood spirit vein on both sides of the north and south. In addition, if you walk north of the North Sea, another three million miles, there is a giant fire spirit vein that may not have been discovered yet, so you can also go and take a look."

Qin Di was very happy when he heard this and said with a smile: "Thank you for your advice, I have made you worry."

Dayan Qisan walked away with a smile and went to Yan Qisan to talk to him.

Shi Babao led Qin Di to the Fusang tree, and the other party said, "Lao Fang, the person has been brought over. Do you want to give him a glimpse? Can your body eat and drink it?"

Fang Jiufu shook his white hair behind his head and said, "I knew you were reluctant to give him some effort and just gave him a fairy's way, right? Don't you feel ashamed of being a master?"

Shi Babao laughed and said, "I can't protect myself anymore, it's good to have the immortals guide me."

Qin Di was a little confused when he heard it: "Master Fang, what is the immortal guiding the way?"

Fang Jiufu replied: "Just use your fingers to point it on your forehead! This way of spreading the Dharma can only pass on knowledge, but not personal insights. Today I will spare no effort to give you a glimpse of it. If you have a closer look, you will know the difference between the two."

Qin Di then realized that it was the immortal who stretched out his finger and pointed the way he saw! He had experienced it many times before and knew the feeling of being filled with his mind.

Fang Jiufu looked serious and shouted in a low voice: "Prepare! Sitting cross-legged, facing the sky with five hearts, calming down the mind, and having no worries..."

Qin Di calmed down his mind and acted according to his words, and his mind was blank.

Fang Jiufu took a deep breath, stretched out his right palm, and pressed it on the top of his head.

"Don't act rashly when preaching the Dharma. No matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to endure it. I'm going to start!"

As he said that, his palm began to tremble slightly.

Qin Di felt like a big hole was opened on his head, and a pot of warm water poured down from it, not only filling his entire mind, but also filling his heart, his body, and his internal organs! Suddenly, he knew how to make talismans. Not only did he understand the principles of talismans, but he also had years of insights into talismans. He felt that he was born to make talismans. Not only did he understand it in his mind, but he could also keep up with his hands, and it seemed that he could refine high-level talismans with his actions.

I don’t know how long it took, Fang Jiufu took back his palm, his face was a little pale, and he had to fly in the air, grab a handful of mulberries and fill it in his mouth, and chew it slowly.

Qin Di was lazy all over, as if soaking in warm water, reluctant to crawl out of it.

According to Fang Jiufu's instructions, he completely relaxed his body and mind, carefully experienced the feeling of making talismans in his scattering, and tried hard to imprint it firmly in his mind.

He sat for another three days. When he woke up, he felt refreshed and full of complacent, and he was already a master of talisman making.

Fang Jiufu glared at him and said, "Your feeling is just an illusion! You can last for three years at most. If you can't become a master in three years, these things will become passing clouds and will never be found."

Qin Di was grateful in his heart and paid a visit again: "Thank you Master Fang for giving the Dharma! I am so grateful to you."

Fang Jiufu's expression looked a little better and said, "After going back, don't forget to practice more, think more, think more, practice more, practice more, and practice more, and finally you can become your own thing."

Qin Di nodded constantly: "Master Fang, you are right! Disciples must keep it in mind."

After a while, Shi Babao suddenly asked, "Old guy, I can't understand why you stay on the island? What are the benefits of staying here?"

Fang Jiufu smiled and said, "If you want to talk about the benefits, there is really. There is no death energy under the Fusang tree, and it is a haven for wind. Look at the mulberry seeds on your head, besides eating the first one to prolong your life for a long time, every time you eat one, you can prolong your life for five hundred years. Where can I find such benefits? If I leave, I may never come back."

Shi Babao raised his eyebrows: "Just for this benefit? Mulberry seeds can't continue forever, and there will always be an end."

Fang Jiufu smiled and said, "This is just a superficial benefit, but the real benefit is not this."

Shi Babao asked, "What are the benefits? Tell me about it."

Fang Jiufu said mysteriously: "Come here to see. There is a stone tablet behind the Fusang tree. Look at what it says."

Shi Babao walked over, frowned and stopped talking after reading it.

Qin Di was very curious and followed him.

Just in the gap between the two Fusang trees, a small white jade stele was placed. The inscription was engraved with a paragraph of text, and the words were simple, and some places were not easy to understand: "The sunrise in the southeast, it seems to come from the underground, and it entered the sea again in the sky. Where is the six dragons there, the golden crow died, the soul was broken in the waves of the Dead Sea, Xihe was sad, and the soul was summoned on the Sansheng Island..."

Qin Di thought about it carefully for a while before he could roughly understand the meaning.

The stone tablet says that when the great god Xihe drove the six dragons and carried the golden crows from the Dead Sea, he unexpectedly was shot down by an arrow. Xihe was fine, but the golden crow was shot to death. Xihe was very sad. He was arranged in the middle of the Dead Sea, around Sansheng Island, and tried to summon the golden crows. If the golden crow's soul was still there, it could swallow the soul fragments and continue to grow and recover.

I don’t know how long time has passed, but Xihe can never forget this place, so he comes to take a look every 30,000 to 50,000 years.

Xihe is kind and loves the house and the Wuwu. As long as he meets someone who is fortunate to climb the island of birth, he will be given great blessings, either extending his life for 100,000 years, or helping him achieve some wish, or even bringing people to heaven.

Because of this thought, Fang Jiufu, Yan Qiwu and others stayed on the island.

Some of these people have waited for three thousand years, and some have waited for five thousand years. The longest one is Yan Qiwu, which has been waiting for eight thousand years, because according to his algorithm, Xihe may come here at any time.
Chapter completed!