In the storage area of the farmers' market in Nanguan Town, Jinzhou County, it is quiet and peaceful. Street lights emit a faint and dim light, gently caressing the neat tile roof structure of storage warehouses under the night.
At the southeast end, the cold storage of Shangang Agricultural and Sideline Products Wholesale Corporation is as tightly closed as usual.
The main warehouse next to it was half open. In the office inside, General Manager Zhao Shangang and his backbone Tan Jun and others were happily talking about business matters. Outside the office, a group of young people were shouting happily playing cards and betting money-
Zhao Shangang never gambles. At a young age, he believes that gambling is harmful but not profitable. However, he never stops his brothers and friends from gambling. Sometimes these people do need to rely on gambling, which is extremely exciting.
Sexual and addictive entertainment to vent some of their emotions, such as tension, anger, desire, boredom, etc. But one thing is that Zhao Shangang ordered his brothers and friends to never go outside to participate in gambling.
"Brother Gang, Brother Chunfeng and that Teacher Qian, what are you doing in the cold storage?" Tan Jun asked with a smile.
Zhao Shangang said casually, "I don't know much." After saying this, he glanced at the others in the room and said, "From the future Su Chunfeng comes to us. No matter what request he makes, brothers must do everything.
He may satisfy him and treat him as his own person. Whoever can't get along with him is that he can't get along with me, Zhao Shan,... In addition, don't inquire about anything about him in the future."
"My brothers know what Mr. Zhao said."
"Brother Gang, that's our brother."
"Hey, since it's Brother Gang's brother and brothers, then I have to introduce him to a young and beautiful girl, haha..."
Zhao Shangang smiled and scolded, "It's nonsense. I warn you, no one should go to the No. 1 Middle School to disturb Chunfeng's life. His academic performance is very good. Why do you say it? Oh yes, he is just the three good ones, no
He is a student No. 5, and he is different from those of us who are careless."
A few people laughed happily again.
In the cold storage with the door closed tightly, in that small office.
Su Chunfeng held a sharp knife in his hand and cut the neck of a lively big rooster, grabbed the wings of the rooster, pulled the cockscomb, and caught the squirting chicken blood with a white porcelain bowl.
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Next to it, Qian Ming was mixing the cinnabar red ink used to draw talismans, and sulfur powder was mixed into it.
After the cinnabar juice was mixed, Su Chunfeng threw the dead chicken aside, then brought the cinnabar red ink and poured it into about half a bowl of chicken blood, stretched out his index finger and stirred it evenly, and said, "Teacher Qian, go and make the yellow ones."
The paper is well cut, and it is twice as big as the usual paper for drawing talismans.”
"Oh." Qian Ming agreed and went to the side to start cutting yellow paper.
Su Chunfeng put down the bowl and picked up the five "Five Elements Floor Talismans" that he had drawn before. Each talisman paper rolled a mugwort root. After rolling it, he pinched it with his left hand and held the mugwort root wrapped in the talisman paper roll in his right hand.
He chanted a spell in his mouth and gently inserted the mugwort root into the viscous juice mixed with chicken blood, cinnabar and sulfur powder.
One of four corners and one in the middle.
"The four symbols combine with two yin, and the two yin returns to Wuji..." Su Chunfeng whispered a spell, pinched his left hand, stretched out his index finger to point it on the mugwort root in the middle, and shouted softly: "Come on!"
puff!
The five mugwort roots ignited strange light blue flames at the same time, splashing small sparks like fireworks. Under the reflection of the blue flames, they were particularly charming and weird.
However, in just a few seconds, the flames went out.
The five mugwort roots, together with the five elements of the landing talisman rolled outside, all turned into ashes and fell into the bowl.
Qian Ming was stunned by the sight.
Su Chunfeng continued to stir the liquid that had become diluted with his index finger, and frowned and scolded, "What are you looking at? Cut the talisman paper quickly, it takes 81 pieces in total."
"Ah, OK." Qian Ming hurriedly agreed to lower his head and continued to cut the talisman paper, asking, "Chunfeng, what kind of magic are you?"
"I told you a long time ago, don't ask about this matter." Su Chunfeng looked displeased, stood up and walked aside and took the peach wood lump the size of a palm, sat on the stool and picked up the sharp knife, and started to hang on the peach wood lump.
It started to peel it - this piece of peach wood is too big, and nine pointed peach wood thorns need to be cut, just five or six centimeters long.
When he quickly cut out nine peach wood thorns, Qian Ming had already cut the talisman paper next to him.
Su Chunfeng picked up the bowl and put it on the table, then stood by the table, picked up the brush, frowned and said, "Stay away, if you want to see it, stand outside the door."
"Oh." Qian Ming was puzzled, but he hurried out of the hut and stood outside the door and watched.
Su Chunfeng opened his lips and recited the profound and difficult magic spell. While picking up a brush and dipped it in the prepared chicken blood cinnabar red ink, he took a piece of talisman paper and spread it. He quickly placed it on the talisman paper with one stroke.
Stroke slowly - the speed is very slow, as if you are carefully drawing a painting.
Qian Ming became increasingly confused: "Su Chunfeng drew talismans very fast last time, almost just picked up his pen. Why is it so slow this time?"
What’s even more strange is that Su Chunfeng did not take a bath before painting the talisman, whether it was last time or this time.
This is unscientific!
What exactly is he going to do?
Suddenly, Qian Ming's heart was pounding and excited - he realized that he might have to watch it with his own eyes, experience a real master of magic drawing the best talisman, and then use the exquisite magic to set up a
A magic array with very strange magic power.
In the world of Qimen Warlock, talismans are definitely the most important existence in magic.
There are five elements of magic: hand decisions, magic spells, talismans, exercises, and state of mind.
Every sorcerer will use talismans in almost every time he casts a magic trick, except for the hand tricks, magic spells, and the movements in his body. Even if he seems to be ordinary, he will silently recite the magic spells in his mind.
In fact, the operation of the inner martial arts is also in line with the natural nature of the heaven and earth according to the specific trajectory in the talisman, so that the mysterious and strange magic power can be displayed, thereby achieving specific magic effects.
There are many types of talismans—there are virtual talismans, real talismans, innate talismans, acquired talismans, and shallow talismans, deep talismans, layer talismans, heaven talismans, earth talismans, yin and yang, five elements, etc., with a wider definition of
Distinguish. In each major category, there are many different types of different ways of thinking and sect magic according to actual functions, thus distinguishing thousands of different ways of looking, different functions, different talisman marks, etc., which have mysterious effects.
Talisman.
The highest level talisman is the immortal talisman.
The so-called immortal talisman does not mean that the talisman can exert the power of magic that can be like a god, but rather a magician with extremely high cultivation. When encountering special circumstances, it can be based on different times, environments, and geography.
, characters, things and other current conditions, quickly outline a new talisman in a short period of time, which is exactly the right time, place and people, so as to achieve the best effect with half the effort at the minimum cost.
In layman's terms, this is a deep understanding of "Tao" after the sorcerer's cultivation reaches an extremely high level.
In fact, after all, the existence of thousands of talismans in the Qimen River and Lake has not been the result of the wisdom of the great way in the long river of thousands of years of history, and has been left to future generations of sorcerers who have learned the great way?
The reason why this kind of talisman is called "Immortal Talisman" is that the sorcerer with such cultivation has at least reached the eighth level of "returning to the pure" state of magic practice.
In the history of the world, the sorcerers who can practice to this level will give them a special honorific title - the Earth Immortal!
As for the ninth level of "returning to the truth"...
According to legend, the sorcerer who has reached that level will no longer be bound by the "mountain doctor's life and divination" magical genre. He can understand everything in the world without leaving home. His appearance can be reborn and his mind can escape from his body and reach the end of his mind.
It is wonderful, and can be attached to any thing, controlled by living creatures, killing people thousands of miles away!
The realm of "returning to the truth" is the highest realm in magic and cultivation.
Going further up, you can only transform into a feather and become an immortal. There are also legends that a sorcerer who has reached that level will be reincarnated and reborn to achieve eternal life and harmony between the soul...
Qian Ming, who is only half a sword warlock, naturally would not understand these things.
Qian Ming never expected that when Su Chunfeng finished drawing the ninety-nine eighty-one talismans, it was already half past twelve to the middle of the night.
During this period, although Qian Ming was anxious, he did not dare to disturb Su Chunfeng.
As soon as Su Chunfeng finished writing, he sat heavily on the chair, sweating profusely, and his face turned red and panting heavily.
Qian Ming hurriedly walked in, picked up the thermos on the table and turned it on and handed it over: "Chunfeng, drink some water."
"Yes." Su Chunfeng took the big gulp of the warm tea inside, and said, "Pack up the talisman paper and put it in, don't mess it up. I'll take a little rest and let's go."
"What are you doing?"
“Designing the formation…”
"What array?"
Su Chunfeng frowned and said, "What's there to ask? I won't understand it even if I tell you... But you will understand it in the future?" After saying this, he sighed secretly in his heart - Heaven's Dao Zhaozhao, Ming
There is God's will in the underworld. I have been reborn and I don't want to enter the world of Qimen, and I don't want more people to know my secrets. However, in less than three years, what happened has pushed him into his current situation.
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He did not worship Wang Qimin as his teacher, but his master-apprentice friendship in his previous life made him unable to bear to worry about Wang Qimin's miserable and hard work because of his undisciple's inheritance of tricks, so he found a suitable disciple Qian Ming for him.
In the future, when Wang Qimin returns, no matter whether he finds a satisfactory disciple, he will inevitably accept Qian Ming as his disciple because of the code words of the inheritor of the trick. When Qian Ming's magic is successful in the future, he will naturally think of Su Chunfeng's use.
Magic, the talismans drawn, and the art array laid out - are tricks.
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