[Ran^wen^Bookstore][]After entrusting Scarlet Star City to Chen Suzhen and Cao Jinren, Wei Shiqi concentrated on practicing in a cave adjacent to Ruan Jing.
There is still a lot of the Three Birds and Three Beasts ink he got from the Jade Dew Hall, and the Nine-Made Mulberry Paper is enough. Wei Shiqi put the distracting thoughts behind his mind, picked up the interrupted practice, and continued to study. Talisman.
I don’t know whether it was because he saw Pan Chengnian, Chu Tianyou, Jiu Li, and Yaofeng’s extraordinary methods and gained some understanding, or because he reunited with Qin and Yu and was in a good mood, Wei Shiqi consciously wrote as if Gods, twenty-six basic talismans, are vividly displayed on the paper. They have the form and spirit. They are so handy that people are overjoyed.
After rehearsing the numbers over and over again, Wei Shiqi stopped and did not continue. He carefully thought about the "Twenty-six Talisman Sources" from beginning to end, and followed the instructions for cultivating "talisman masters" in Lingxiao Palace. The steps are step by step. Next, you should try talisman formations and restraints, connect and overlap basic talismans, and learn more complex "paper talismans". After careful consideration, Wei Shiqi decided to skip this step and start drawing the "meaning symbol" directly.
Use the mind as the pen, the true energy as the ink, the void of the sky and the earth as the paper, and make it casually, according to the intention. The symbols become the heaven and the earth weeping, and the ghosts and gods are shocked. This is the "meaning symbol".
The medium used by Wei Shiqi as a talisman was the "ink line".
The Zangxue Sword Pill was squeezed out from the center of his eyebrows, and with a "zheng" sound, a faint blue flying sword popped out. Wei Shiqi held the tail of the sword with three fingers and silently performed the Tianhu Ksitigarbha Kung Fu. A thin line of dark blue popped out from the tip of the sword, stretching and contracting erratically.
Infused with demonic energy, the ink line trembled slightly, bent and twisted, but seemed to be out of control, like a little worm holding its tail, struggling desperately.
This is the ultimate that Wei Shiqi can achieve. As for making a talisman according to his wishes, he can only look forward to it for the time being.
Controlling the ink line consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness and mental energy. Even with Wei Shiqi's toughness, he cannot sustain it for too long. There is no need to be hasty. He put away the sword pill and took out the Demon Refining Sword. After watching it intently for a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a wisp of light blue elixir fire, trying to temper the flying sword.
Just as a supplement to studying the "meaning symbols", Wei Shiqi no longer had any hope. He was happy if it worked, and happy if it didn't work. When he regained his mental strength, he threw the demon refining sword aside and continued to activate the "ink line" to try to make a talisman.
Cultivation is a long-lasting thing. If you indulge in it, you will not notice the passage of time at all. Wei Shiqi stayed in the cave for many years, during which he only went out a few times to look around. The current situation of Scarlet Star City and Dongming City, meeting Qin Zhen and Yu Yao, was as lingering as ever.
Visitors from outside the world came to this world, and the energy of Lihuo in the upper world was extinguished. The cultivation of Qin and Yu was almost stagnant, and they were unable to take a step further and break through the Jiansi Pass. Wei Shiqi Although they don't practice swordsmanship, their vision is beyond their peers. In his opinion, if nothing unexpected happens, they will stop at sword energy in this life.
The news of Xu Changsheng’s ascension to the throne reached Huzigou. This was also a major event, and Chen Suzhen reported it to Wei Shiqi immediately.
Wei Shiqi gave Cheng Hou three months to pacify the world.Overestimating him, Cheng Hou was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. He risked his life and tried his best to kill Taiyi Zong Niu and Hu with great difficulty, and helped Xu Changsheng to sit on the dragon's throne and secure his throne. It was not a crime of war, but he had done his best to do it, and he had a clear conscience.
Although it has been delayed for several "three months", Wei Shiqi does not intend to pursue it. This is just a test. As a so-called test, one hundred points is good, and sixty points can also pass.
Ruan Jing could not come out of seclusion, so he called Qin Zhen and Yu Yao to take a trip to Tonglu Town to relax.
It only took a few hours to get from Scarlet Star City to Tonglu Town. The three of them lowered their flying swords and entered the town on foot.
The change of dynasties in the Central Plains has not changed anything. Officials are still the same officials, businessmen are still the same businessmen, and the people are still the same people. The market is still peaceful, and those intrigues and divisions of interests have not affected the Western Regions. The emperor is far away from the mountains. To be honest, the real owner of Tonglu Town is still hiding behind the scenes, not worried about his fate at all.
Wei Shiqi led Qin and Yu to wander around the town. They drank some wine and meat at the restaurant they had visited back then. They strolled along the Ximin River and watched the colorful boats passing by. The sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music is intermittent with the wind, and there is a sense of elegance and luxury in the south of the Yangtze River.
The night was dark, and on a whim, Wei Shiqi found a clean and tidy fishing boat by the river, and wanted to go west to the center of the river to have some fun. The captain's surname was Wu. He was about forty years old. His face was darkened by the wind and rain. He was rubbing his hands hesitantly and hesitated to speak. He seemed to have something to hide, but in the end he couldn't bear the lavishness of the guests. Gritting his teeth, he agreed.
If this trip is completed, it will be worth half a year of hard work. Even if you take some risks, it will be worth it.
The fishing boat is very large and can accommodate seven or eight people sitting around. Boss Wu pulls the oars at the stern, carrying the guests down the river with the sound of gurgling water.
The moon was near the zenith, and the stars were reflected in the center of the river, like a dream. Wei Shiqi stood on the bow of the boat, facing the wind. He took out the moonlight rotating mirror from under his collar and used the back to receive the brilliance of the lunar moon. , Yu Yao stretched out her hand to caress the river water, her bright wrists were frosted, watching the moonlight and starlight passing through her fingers, like time passing by.
Lao Wu reminded him in a hoarse voice: "Guests, please be careful. There are many drowning ghosts in the river. They often appear in moonlit nights and harm people. Only by finding a substitute can they be reincarnated."
Yu Yao smiled slightly, retracted her hand, took out the handkerchief and wiped it dry. She sat with her hands on her knees, her chin resting on her knees. She looked at Wei Shiqi, her eyes moved, and she softly hummed a tune.
"The sun sets over the Qingchuan River, and the melancholy boat is released. Birds fly far and near, and people follow the flowing water..."
After a pause, he hummed again: "... …The white clouds are thousands of miles away, the bright moon is in front of the stream and the stream is behind. I hate that the lonely person is far away, and the spring grass is luxuriant in the river and pool."
She sang softly, very gently, and was enjoying herself. Qin Zhen listened quietly. As she sat there, she thought that her elegant words and docile words must have been taught to her by Liusu from the Eight-Nv Immortal Music Screen...
Lisu, Liusu...
The fishing boat stopped at the center of the river , Mr. Wu looked around vigilantly, listening to the waterThe sound made my heart feel a little hairy. I don’t know since when, the West Minjiang River has become deserted on a moonlit night. As far as the eye can see, there is not a single boat. Even the three painted boats full of flowers are parked far away on the shore with bright lights. I dare not go to the center of the river. .
The river wind whimpered, dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the chill gradually grew. Boss Wu regretted it, and was tremblingly waiting to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of water, and a huge whirlpool opened not far away. It seemed like a big fish was swimming by, revealing its iron-black back.
Qin Zhen pointed to the river and said in a sweet voice: "Hey, there is a big fish!"
Wu Laoda has lived by the Ximin River for a long time, and he casts a net in the river to catch fish every day. , selling it to Hua Man Lou to earn a few lively money, but he had never seen such a big living creature. He immediately felt relieved. As long as it was not a drowned ghost, there was nothing to fear from a mere big fish. It was nothing more than food in the mouth and a stick. Just the first dollar.
There was another sound of water, and the river surged like a tide, causing the fishing boat to sway and spin in the center of the river. Boss Wu took out a harpoon from the cabin, stood firmly at the stern of the boat, lifted most of his body out, stared at the river with bright eyes, and said: "If you can harpoon that big fish, order spicy fish soup for the three guests. Drink..."
Qin Zhen glanced at him and said calmly: "Don't go there, that's a fish monster!"