Volume 1 The Empire of the Morning Chapter 172: A few years later, the rune master?
Volume 1: Empire in the Morning, Chapter 172: Talisman Master in a few years?
Ning Que looked at the half-cup of cold tea in front of him, and concentrated on thinking about the spirit of the master's speech at this time, and actually felt a little trance.
Master Yan Se smiled slightly, raised his skinny arm, and drew a very simple picture on the air in front of him with his index finger.
The air in the pavilion suddenly became dry, and a weak flame magically appeared in front of Ning Que's eyes, and then disappeared with a pop, making him almost jump from the ground.
Master Yan Se smiled and said: "Your friend said that the snowy mountains, air and sea are strings. This is a good statement. The lines of the talisman can also be considered as strings, playing a piece of music that the world can understand, but I still think it is more accurate to use an article to describe it.
, Fu not only allows heaven and earth to understand the beauty of the melody, but can also convey ideas more clearly and find more detailed differences between movement and stillness."
After saying this, Master Yanse raised his right hand again and drew six lines in the air with his index finger.
Ning Que only felt a sense of wetness rising from the air scratched by the master's fingers, and then rushed towards his face. There was a soft popping sound. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, and found that his face was actually wet, as if he had just washed it.
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"With different thoughts and different lines, you can write a completely different article and produce completely different effects." Master Yan Se looked at Ning Que who kept touching his face like a nymphomaniac, and said with a smile: "I teach
You Fu Dao, I want to teach you how to write articles."
"How to write an article? After studying the classics of the sages and perceiving the laws of heaven and earth's vitality, how do you put the last stroke on the paper to let the heaven and earth's vitality know your thoughts? There is no other trick in this last step, or it can only be a trick.
.What does the word "qiao" mean? It refers to talent. If you can write it, you can write it. If you can't write it, even if you stay up day and night and soak in the ink pool of the river, you still can't write it."
Master Yan Se looked at Ning Que and said: "The final achievement of Fu Dao depends on talent. Talent is the most precious gift given to us by Haotian. Only a very few people can have this kind of luck, and you have this kind of luck."
Lucky."
"This... seems too difficult."
Ning Que's mood was a little dazed. He saw the magic but didn't know how it happened. The master talked about it but in the end he went back to the old metaphysical path. He didn't hear any practical guidance. There is no such thing as talent.
The path is unclear, not to mention that we still have to use something that is unclear and unclear to achieve the most critical thing?
"If the Tao of Talisman ultimately relies on talent, then the first practitioner who discovered the Tao of Talisman in the world saw the traces of runes between heaven and earth, subconsciously copied the meaning, and wrote the first talisman. According to you,
Talisman Tao cannot be passed down, so how can he..."
He considered his words and continued: "Pass this civilization on?"
Master Yan Se pondered for a moment and then said: "Although Talisman Tao cannot be passed down, the spirit of Talisman Tao can be passed on. Words can record thoughts and past events. How the earliest Talisman Master discovered and wrote the first Talisman must be...
Kind of a coincidence.”
"Perhaps countless thousands of years ago, the great cultivator walked to a certain cliff, looked at the cracks in the rocks, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He concentrated on the sword at his waist, and with a casual wave, he condensed the vitality of the cliff into it.
Inside."
"The first talisman must be a coincidence and a spontaneous existence, and when the great practitioner discovers the secrets contained in those sword marks, he will definitely try again. If he succeeds again, then the second talisman will no longer be
A coincidence, but a conscious existence.”
Ning Que asked: "But it's also possible that the practitioner never wrote the second talisman in his life."
Master Yanse looked at him and said: "The first practitioner failed, there is a second practitioner, there is a third and a fourth, the beginning of the world is endless, the practitioners are endless, one after another continues to explore the world
secret, then there must be a sage who is successful and conscious, and this is undoubtedly what will happen."
I'd rather be taught without a head.
Master Yan Se said: "For the same reason, the Tao of Fu cannot be transmitted, but the spirit of Fu Tao can. That practitioner will definitely tell his disciples before he dies, and his disciples will try again. They may succeed or fail.
It is even possible that the line will be cut off. But I believe that in countless years, another great practitioner will discover the secret of Talisman and pass it on to his disciple. The disciple will try again. If he succeeds, he will continue down the path again.
Inherited until one line finally succeeded and was passed down to this day."
Ning Que raised his head and said with emotion: "It's really a big wave. I don't know how many great practitioners have failed to pass on their skills."
"This is not a big wave, but more like climbing a mountain that can never be climbed to the top. Some people are forced to stop at the foot of the mountain. Some people climb to the mountainside, but are blown off the cliff by the mountain wind. The Fu Dao inheritance
Today, we have reached the peak of the present moment, but if you look into the future, you will know that this mountain is still infinitely high."
Master Yan Se looked at him and sighed and said: "The emergence of Talisman Dao is too difficult and arduous. To this day, the word "hardship" cannot be used to describe it. It is as tragic as one man standing at the gate. So when I found out that you have potential, I
You will be so excited, and since you are lucky enough to have this potential, you must cherish it, not only for yourself, but also for Fu Dao itself."
Ning Que heard the desolate sigh of endless vicissitudes of life, his body felt slightly stiff, and his thoughts drifted back to countless thousands of years ago with these words.
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In ancient times, a tribal wizard wearing animal skins came to rest in a cliff cave after presiding over a ceremony to worship the heaven. The tribal wizard sang an obscure song while picking up a red stone and placing it on the cave wall.
There is a picture painted on it.
The wizard wanted to describe how the fire was burning very well, beautiful and red today, but he didn't expect that the painting was only half completed before it burned on the cave wall!
The wizard babbled and screamed, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and kept kowtowing to the burning picture. The animal skins on his buttocks kept shaking because of fear. When the people in the tribe heard the wizard's screams, they rushed to the ground.
After entering the cliff cave, they also saw the burning picture. They all knelt on the ground in fear, crying and shouting, thinking it was some kind of evil worship.
The wizard was the wisest person in the tribe. After he sobered up and calmed down, he drove everyone out of the cliff cave. The burning pictures gradually extinguished. He looked at the scorched black marks remaining on the cave wall. After hesitating for a long time,
Nervously, he stretched out his fingers and touched it gently, and gradually his eyes lit up. He turned around and found the red stone in the cave, and tried to redraw the painting with trembling hands.
After that day, the wizard could never draw a burning picture again, but he had become the most amazing wizard around the plateau.
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There was a great battle between the Central Plains and the wilderness. Countless people died. The blood soaked into the black wilderness, soaking the grass and mud into something like pepper. A cultivator from Minshan squatted silently in the wilderness, looking in front of him.
The younger brother's body was holding a branch picked from somewhere in his hand, and he was drawing unconsciously in the blood and mud.
Not far behind him, the black-red wasteland seemed to come alive. It kept arching, lifting and then scattering. Countless earthworms and insects scattered in panic, as if there was a mutated giant earthworm underneath.
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A disciple held the original runes left by his teacher and kept copying on the yellow paper. He copied from a young man to an old man until he was old. The room was filled with yellow paper behind him, and spider webs were formed on the beams. He was still copying.
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Someone is sitting on the high peak of Zhongli Mountain, holding a drawing board in his arms, with various paints placed beside him, looking at the flowing clouds in the mountains, painting from early morning to dusk, and then ushering in the sunrise, winter is passing, spring is coming, and summer is silent.
, he is still painting.
From ancient times to the present, those who were extremely lucky or accidentally entered the Tao of Talisman, as well as those disciples who wanted to master the Tao of Talisman, they kept copying the traces between heaven and earth, and kept meditating on the article in their hearts.
They finished writing on the paper in the room, left the pens bare, painted all the mountains and rivers, and dyed the pool black.
Maybe they succeed, maybe they fail, but they have been working hard and trying desperately. It is precisely because of this desperate hard work and trying that this mysterious gift given to mankind by Haotian has not been completely taken back, but has been dangerously restored.
The dangerous land has been passed down to this day.
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"Every talisman master has the obligation to pass on what he has learned in his life. In other words, this is a responsibility we cannot resist, because those predecessors did exactly this. They exhausted all their strength and spirit to make our
There is still Fu Dao in the world."
Master Yan Se looked at Ning Que who lowered his head and said solemnly: "I will be satisfied in my life to find a successor like you. However, what is sad is that, as mentioned before, the inheritance of Fu Dao can only be
You can pass on its spirit but cannot pass on its techniques, so whether the spirit of Fu Dao can not be cut off from me ultimately depends on you."
Ning Que leaned over and saluted, and responded: "I will definitely try not to disappoint Master."
"Disappointment? What is disappointment? If I only hope that you can inherit the Tao of Talisman, then I believe that you will not disappoint me, because I have a pair of eyes of a Talisman Master, and I know that this is not difficult for you.
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"But my hope for you is by no means limited to this. I always thought that there was some kind of power restricting the inheritance of Talisman Dao. You must know that including me, none of the Talisman Masters who have appeared in the world can truly understand the two words of Talisman Dao.
Since we can’t see through it, we naturally can’t pass on the core and simplest principles of Talismanism.”
"I am too old to cross that threshold. If you have the opportunity to cross that threshold in the future, then I believe that the inheritance of Talisman Dao will become an easy task. By then, you can use Talisman to write the avenue and move the mountains and rivers with your hands.
...This sounds like a miracle, but I firmly believe that one day people can do this, and this should be what Fu Dao must do."
Master Yan Se looked at him and said quietly: "Ning Que, I hope you can become that kind of person."
How heavy the disappointment is depends on how big the hope is. If Ning Que doesn't want to disappoint Master Yan Se, he must bear this heavy hope. He stared blankly at the opposite side, feeling as if two mountains were placed on his shoulders.
"Can I be that person?"
"You have to be that person."
Ning Que looked at Master Yan Se's old and sentimental face, and suddenly said: "Master, please teach me the most basic things."
Master Yan Se stared at Ning Que's eyes for a long time. The expression of emotion disappeared from his wrinkled face, and gradually a smile appeared. Lao Huai comforted him and said harmoniously: "The journey of thousands of miles begins at your feet.
, I wish you a safe journey.”
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"How can I draw the talisman?"
"You must first sense the vitality of heaven and earth, the more delicate the better, and then draw the traces of the flowing vitality of heaven and earth based on what you see."
“How can I draw if I can’t see?”
"Practitioners never see the world with their eyes."
"That's what it feels like?"
"That's right, just paint based on your feeling."
"You can just draw whatever you want?"
"Then you poke your eyes out first."
Master Yan Se glared at him angrily, reached out from behind and took out a few books and threw them to him.
Ning Que was almost beaten to death.
Because what he caught was not a few books, but dozens of books. Each book was very thick, and together they seemed to be heavier than tangerine peel. I don’t know when the old Taoist priest secretly moved them from the carriage.
Came over.
Ning Que picked up a book and opened it. Looking at the winding and undulating lines on the front page, he found that they were not words. They were so ugly that they couldn't even be considered abstract paintings. He asked blankly: "This... is the talisman."
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"Yes, these are the runes I have collected in my life, most of them are Taoist runes."
Master Yan Se poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat, raised his head and continued: "These are the crystallization of the wisdom of previous sages. When you study the traces of heaven and earth in the future, don't forget to refer to these runes."
"As I said before, these are articles written by the previous generations of talisman masters in their own words and belong only to them. No matter how good you are at plagiarism and you can write all the essays silently, the marking teacher still can't understand them."
Ning Que said regretfully: "I know that the marking teacher is named Tianmingdi and is illiterate."
Then he asked in confusion: "Since I can't plagiarize, what's the use of learning these previous runes?"
"Similar to the sense of the natural symbols of heaven and earth, these runes are just a reference for you. You should not be bound by these traces to your imagination. Instead, you should forget these traces through observation, understand their spirit, and finally find the traces that apply to you.
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Forgetting the traces and comprehending the spirit? Isn't this the same as forgetting the form and preserving the meaning? Ning Que suddenly thought of the process of reading books in Jiu this year, and was shocked and speechless. It turned out that the Eight Methods of Yongzi he had come up with should be used at this moment!
Master Yan Se saw his shocked expression, frowned and asked a few questions. After Ning Que was silent for a moment, he honestly told the master about his past reading in the old room of the academy, and then also mentioned the origin of the chicken soup post.
"That day I discovered that I could barely understand some of the words left by the talisman master by using the Eight Methods of Yongzi. I was so happy that I went to drink in the *** to celebrate. As a result, I drank too much, and that's why I wrote the chicken soup post. I guess I couldn't do it after drinking.
Thinking about it, some of the writing ideas that I have learned from the Eight Methods of Yongzi are all written into that post, and then they will enter the eyes of you, Master."
After saying this, Ning Que subconsciously turned his head and looked at the sky outside the pavilion, wondering if there was really God's will in the dark?
Master Yan Se smiled and said: "It's not that Haotian chose you, but that you have the ability and talent to win this choice."
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"Master, you just drew a handful of water and hit me in the face. I know this is a talisman, but can you draw a talisman with your fingers in the air? If each talisman master's talisman is unique, then
Each talisman should be absolutely the same. You may be able to control it with pen and ink, but how can you control it by just drawing it?"
"Even pen and ink cannot guarantee that every talisman will be exactly the same, because if you use different paper, the speed of the ink will be different. The talisman moves with the mind of the talisman master, and the subtle differences are not too important. On the contrary, this subtle difference,
As long as it doesn't go against the will, it can often match the fluctuations of the Talisman Master's thoughts at that moment, and the effect will be better."
Master Yan Se continued: "As for drawing talismans in the air with fingers, it is more unstable than using pen and ink, but a talisman master who can make talismans without objects has completely mastered the fluctuations of his own mind power. In other words, the previous moment
The finger painting is different from the finger painting at the next moment, but the final effect is exactly the same.”
Ning Que asked: "What kind of talisman master can fully control the fluctuations of his own mind power and draw a talisman of nothing?"
Master Yan Se pointed to his nose, smiled and said, "talisman master."
Ning Que's spirit was deeply hit and he felt frustrated.
"I divide the talisman into two types, the fixed form and the infinitive form. The fixed talisman relies on external objects, whether it is inscriptions or statues. It takes a long time to draw the talisman, but the power produced in the end is greater. The non-object talisman is infinitive.
It can be completed in an instant, but its power is average."
Listening to the words "finitive" and "infinitive", Ning Que's mind was perked up. Thinking of those familiar verb features, [Piaotian Literature] rubbed his face and asked: "In that case, why bother learning the infinitive...
…This thing seems difficult.”
Master Yan Se looked at him like an idiot and said: "The power of the Talisman Dao is indeed huge. Practitioners of the same realm, even the Nian Master, cannot defeat the Talisman Master, but this is just a statement on paper. If we really want to compete with others
What should I do if practitioners get into a fight? Liu Bai's flying sword flew through the air, do I still have to rush around looking for pens and ink?"
"When I sense that damn flying sword in the clouds coming over, I only need to use my mind power as ink, and my aura is just a little bit in the air to stop it, and then I can think of a way to draw a talisman to counterattack. What's the use of pen and ink at this time?
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Listening to Master Yan Se's proud and proud explanation, Ning Que felt something was wrong the more he listened. After hesitating for a moment, he asked curiously: "Master, have you ever fought against Liu Bai, the strongest swordsman in the world?"
"Metaphor! I mean metaphor!"
Master Yan Se roared angrily, but he was thinking in his heart, this Taoist master was injured by Liu Bai's sword back then, but he also erased half of that guy's eyebrows with one stroke. Will he tell you about this glorious achievement?
"In the future, if you don't want to be shot by an enemy's arrow as soon as you enter the battlefield, you must learn the infinitive."
"But... you said before that only Talisman Masters can master the Talisman of Nothingness."
"You are extremely talented in Talisman Dao, and you have met such a great Talisman Dao master like me. How difficult is it to become a Talisman Master? After you go back, first memorize these booklets, and then carefully understand the world
vitality……"
Ning Que stared blankly at the mountain-like pile of thick books beside him, wondering if this was a pamphlet?
Master Yan Se frowned and said regretfully: "You are still in the realm of non-confusion, and can only initially understand the laws of the flow of heaven and earth's vitality. If you are already in the Dongxuan realm, integrated between the heaven and earth's vitality, or you have simply advanced to the realm of knowing fate,
Once you have fundamentally mastered the laws of heaven and earth's vitality, coupled with your talent for the Tao of Talisman, it will be much easier to pass the first level."
Ning Que was speechless, thinking that if I could know destiny, then why should I learn such troublesome Talismans?
"Master, in your opinion, based on the talent of a student, how many years will it take for a student to become a Talisman Master like you?"
"If you concentrate on the Tao of Talisman, leave the academy and follow me into the mountains to practice hard, you can achieve success in about... ten years."
Ning Que sighed regretfully and said, "It will take another ten years."
Master Yan Se said angrily: "You will not be thirty yet in ten years. If you can really become a Talisman Master by then, you will at least be ranked among the top three in the history of practice for thousands of years. Do you still feel unsatisfied?"
Ning Que lowered his head after being scolded. Of course, he did not feel ashamed, but rather proud. He thought that his talent in Talisman Dao could be ranked among the top three in history. Will Chen Pipi feel ashamed after knowing this?
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Master Yan Se looked at his head, the expression on his face gradually brightened, and he thought silently in his heart, but it's a pity that I won't be able to teach you for ten years.
Ning Que suddenly thought of something very important. He raised his head and looked at Master Yan Se and said seriously: "Master, since the student is determined to learn the Tao of Talismans from you, should I change my name to you as my teacher?"
After thinking for a moment, Master Yan Se shook his head and said: "Since you have entered the second floor of the academy, Master is your teacher. Then there is no other person in the world who is qualified to be your teacher... You should call me master."
, it sounds pretty good too.”
Ning Que heard Master Yan Se's respect for the Master, and after a moment of silence, he said with a smile: "Can I call you Master?"
Master Yan Se smiled slightly and thought to himself that this is really a smart child.
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Ning Que is certainly very smart.
He has proven himself in the previous life, and he is constantly proving himself in this life. However, calling Master Yan Se master has nothing to do with innate intelligence, but the ability to observe people's emotions and flattery skills that he has honed over the years of living hard in the world.
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According to Master Yan Se, there is no second person in the world who is qualified to compare with the Master. The Master is now his teacher, and others are naturally embarrassed to be his teachers. But after listening to him for so long in Liting, Ning
Que deeply felt that Master Yan Se attached great importance to the Fu Tao inheritance and himself as a successor. Of course he wanted to have an official name as a teacher and student.
"After I started to call Master Yanse Master, tsk tsk, the atmosphere in the pavilion was so good. Teachers and students were harmonious, talking and laughing. Master finally gave me a meeting gift. Why did he say it at the beginning?
Not giving it?"
In the old pen studio in Alley 47, Ning Que was sitting in an armchair holding a teapot, spitting like a storyteller.
Sangsang was repairing the damaged shop door the day before yesterday with a hammer, and ignored him.
Not getting a response, Ning Que felt a little uninterested and lectured: "Can you listen to me attentively?"
Sangsang was comparing the size of the wooden plank he had gone to the carpenter's shop to ask for during the day, and replied, "I'm busy."
Ning Que said angrily: "Your young master, I will be the legendary Talisman Master in ten years. Why are you not excited at all?"
Sangsang turned around, looked at him and said, "Master, that will happen ten years later, and we must repair the shop door today."
Ning Que put the teapot on the table and said, "Stop repairing it. Go buy me some things first."
Sangsang asked in confusion: "What are you rushing to buy at this time? The door hasn't been repaired yet."
"Brush, ink, cinnabar, and all these messy materials."
Ning Que picked up a pen and wrote a note, handed it over, and said: "It takes ten years to become a Talisman Master. It is indeed too slow."
"I want to start learning Talisman right now!"
"Seize the day and night! Seize the day and night!"
Sang Sang opened her bright willow-leaf eyes, looked at him dancing, and hesitantly called out: "Young Master..."
"Here, what's going on?"
"Are you confused with joy?"
"...it seems a bit..."
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(First of all, please give me some ***. If you don’t want this anymore, it’s really unreasonable. I eagerly ask everyone to throw in your ***. I promise everyone that Ning Que will definitely become a Talisman Master within two years.
...These words really deserve to be slapped. Come and slap me with your ***.
Secondly, tomorrow is the birthday of my eldest daughter, Tangtang. My boss and I would like to respectfully wish her a happy birthday. She will be less guilty and foolish, be sensible and less right and wrong, and be healthy and happy.
Again, why don’t you explain the second step above? Because tomorrow is Saturday... I’m so happy to have a rest! I jumped up with joy and went out to drink with my friends tomorrow! I wish everyone an equally happy weekend.
Finally, I seriously recommend a new book, Live Colors and Owls, the book number is 2191385, the author is Douzi Cao Trouble, Xiaoxian, move the mountain of gold and stone first, the quality is guaranteed, I recommend it very comfortably and at ease.)