"Don't dare, don't dare. If you have anything to say, young master, just give me your instructions."
Lao Hong replied a little flattered.
"Well, if I remember correctly, you should be...an astrologer, so you must be able to make talismans?"
In this Xinghai Immortal Realm, immortal cultivators are mainly divided into five categories according to the different life stars they sense, namely martial arts, magic, medicine, physiognomy, and soul. Among them, physiognomists are the best at making talismans and setting up formations.
According to legend, there is a sixth type of heavenly master who can sense the most ancient destiny star and obtain more powerful and secret power. However, this legend is a matter of opinion. At least in history, there is no real recorded name of the person left.
The advanced level of these heavenly masters is measured by the number of stars condensed in their bodies. For example, Xu Hefeng, who treated Song Yuyu back then, was a four-star doctor and was famous in the world of the Supreme Immortal Sect.
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However, the cultivation of this physiognomist is the most difficult among the five types of heavenly masters. Generally, except for those from super cultivating families, very few people can cultivate to three stars or above.
The cultivation of a fortune teller requires the consumption of a large amount of resources, not only the "food" such as heavenly materials and earthly treasures used to improve one's own cultivation, but also a large amount of "property" used to support their repeated refinement and trial and error. This is not something ordinary people can do.
Affordable.
Therefore, Lao Hong Caihui is still in the realm of an astrologer.
"ah?!"
"Master, you want to learn how to make talismans?!"
"But you..."
"It's not me who wants to learn, it's you who want to learn!"
Qin Shaoyou smiled mysteriously, then took out a piece of paper from his arms and photographed it in front of Lao Hong.
"Can you refine this talisman?"
Last night, Qin Shaoyou rubbed the soul-summoning talisman, but showed the pattern of the talisman to Lao Hong, and did not intend to tell him the function of this talisman.
Although Qin Shaoyou also knows that Lao Hong is a fortune teller, even if he doesn't tell him, he will find out the clues and know the function of this talisman before long, but this is something he will consider later.
Already.
And the reason why he didn't tell Lao Hong directly now was because he was afraid that Lao Hong would have a grudge and wouldn't dare to refine this kind of "magic talisman". In the end, he only tried it briefly and there was nothing he could do.
However, this is actually because Qin Shaoyou is overly worried. Even if he asks Lao Hong to go up the mountain of swords and go down to the frying pan, the latter may not refuse.
Lao Hong looked surprised and stared at the talisman for a long time before taking a deep breath and picking it up.
"Where did the young master find this talisman from...?"
"Don't worry about this. I'm just asking you, can you practice?"
"Can practice!"
"but..."
"But what?"
"But there are no talisman pens, cinnabar and talisman paper in the villa. I need to send someone back to Yanjiapu to get them..."
Lao Hong replied.
"No need to bother. I see on this map that there is a small town not far from us. There should be what you want there!"
"I have nothing to do anyway, why don't we go and have a look together?"
Qin Shaoyou stood with his hands behind his back, looking quite young and mature.
"The young master is leaving the villa?!"
"It can't be done!"
"The master of the house has ordered not to..."
When Lao Hong heard that Qin Shaoyou was going out, he shook his head like a rattle.
"Okay, okay, don't stay away from Yan Xun for more than three words!"
"He hasn't been to the Villa for several years? I'm in charge here now, and everything must be obeyed by me!"
"Uncle Hong, go prepare the carriage!"
...
No matter how young Qin Shaoyou was, his identity was indeed there. Lao Hong couldn't defeat him, so he had to obey him in the end.
However, on this trip, Qin Shaoyou's carriage unexpectedly showed up with a little maid.
You could say she is a little maid, she looks two years older than Qin Shaoyou.
This girl has a fair appearance, fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth. She doesn't look like a maid, but like a young lady from a rich family.
According to Lao Hong, Qin Shaoyou needed someone to take care of him along the way, but Lao Hong, who was thick-skinned and clumsy, was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take good care of him when the time came, so he called Feiyan over.
Qin Shaoyou is sitting in the carriage, wearing a purple gold crown with hair tied in his hair, two dragons grabbing beads and gold to mop his forehead, wearing a green shirt and coat, and a white jade brocade belt around his waist. He looks like a young master from a wealthy family.
At this time, he was lying on the couch, leaning on one hand, looking straight at Fei Yan opposite him, his eyes sweeping back and forth, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he didn't know what he was thinking about that Zongheng was not allowed to write.
.
After all, Feiyan was a young girl who had not yet left the court, so when he stared at her like this, a blush soon appeared on her cheeks.
"Master, are you...are you thirsty?"
"Slave..."
"I'm not thirsty."
Qin Shaoyou replied calmly, his eyes never leaving this woman.
Feiyan was speechless. She held the water bag in her hand for a long time before putting it down.
After a while, Feiyan seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around hurriedly, and took out a light green pill from a purple gold jade box on the side.
"Master, you...you should take medicine."
She held up the pill, stretched it out in front of Qin Shaoyou and said.
Qin Shaoyou chuckled, stretched out his hand, gently held up her wrist with the fan in his hand, and gently leaned forward, his nose slightly twitching.
At this moment, Feiyan's heart started beating wildly, and she immediately took her hand back in shame.
"Master, you...what do you want to do?"
"Fresh and elegant, gorgeous but not flirtatious, what a fine powder..."
"New face, I've never seen you before, what's your name?"
Qin Shaoyou lay back and asked lazily.
"My name is Feiyan..."
"Just here?"
"The slave came here three years ago, but she has been helping in the kitchen, so the young master has never seen the slave..."
Feiyan replied somewhat cautiously.
"Cook?"
Qin Shaoyou grinned, picked up the fan and pointed at her wrist, saying:
"Your hands are as fine and tender as mine, so why don't you tell me what kind of work you have done?"
Feiyan was speechless for a moment.
She was very depressed. Didn't everyone say that the young master was a fool before? It was just this morning that someone spread the rumor that he was no longer stupid. But now it seems that he is not stupid at all. He is simply a human spirit!
Of course, Feiyan cannot be just a maid.
In fact, this woman was secretly sent by Yan Xun to protect Qin Shaoyou.
Even though this girl is only twenty-eight years old, she is already a two-star martial artist. This kind of talent is unique even in the entire Yan Family Fort.
Previously, Qin Shaoyou had been staying in Baiyun Villa, so this woman had been hiding in the dark.
But today, Qin Shaoyou went crazy for some reason and had to go out for a walk. Lao Hong had no choice but to ask Feiyan to dress up as a personal maid and stay with Qin Shaoyou to protect his safety.
"Slave..."
"Slave..."
"Hahaha, interesting!"
"Uncle Hong, I like this girl. Let her sleep with her tonight!"
Qin Shaoyou laughed loudly and shouted mischievously.
When Lao Hong, who was sitting in front and driving the carriage, heard this, he trembled all over. He choked on the welding smoke in his hand and burst into tears. He almost bit off his tongue.