"Daddy, what kind of talisman are you drawing?"
I stood aside and asked curiously.
Huang Changshou ignored my remark, and moved his pen with a focused expression, and said in a deep voice: "Rong'er, drawing a talisman is not just as simple as drawing a pattern.
If it is that simple, just draw a copy.
Drawing a talisman requires internal strength. , orientation, paper and ink materials, time, and even the past and present inheritance of the person who draws the talisman can be used comprehensively to draw a talisman well.
There is not much about the content of drawing talismans in the art collection.
When this list is finished, you can give it to me.
Practice drawing at home.”
Hearing what he said, I couldn't help but sigh.
I didn't expect that there are so many details in drawing talismans.
I have never learned the Tao of Tianshi Talisman, but I have also seen the preciousness of treasure talismans.
It hurts that Xue Ping wasted an Immortal Killing Talisman.
Continuously, it can be seen that powerful talismans are really rare.
They are completely different from the Quanzhen sect's ability to use power at any time.
Since he was so particular, I didn't dare to disturb him until he finished drawing the entire talisman.
The pattern was crooked, not like words, but like a freehand image of a dancing monster.
Then, he picked up the talisman, shook his hand slightly, and with a "boom", the talisman ignited and turned into a green will-o'-the-wisp.
The will-o'-the-wisp hung on his fingertips, and the flames were like a fluttering bird.
It was indeed a bird, an illusion of a bird wreathed in ghostly fire, exquisite, clear, and strangely evil.
Huang Changshou said: "Let the Life Soul Yin Bird lead the way, let's go find the old lady's main Life Soul."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark bird burning with will-o'-the-wisp fluttered its wings and flew out of the main hall to the outside.
"Rong'er, it's time for us to get on the road."
Seeing Huang Changshou carrying a mahogany sword, he followed him out.
I followed it curiously, but saw the will-o'-the-wisp flying toward the east in an erratic and faint manner.
"Daddy, this will-o'-the-wisp floats so fast, how can we catch up with it?"
I asked worriedly.
"You're stupid, Fei.
Do you think you want to be recognized as my daughter?"
Huang Changshou rolled his eyes at me.
"Oh oh oh."
I gasped, returned to the world of the world, and forgot all about this problem.
He wouldn't let me use Tianshi's skills, and all the skills I had mastered before were blocked by my consciousness.
I carried Huang Changshou on my back and jumped into the air.
It was twelve o'clock at night, and the area around Heheshi Cemetery was deserted and eerie, but I wasn't worried about anyone seeing us and being frightened.
I didn't expect that the skills given to me by this blue heart would still be useful in the earthly world, not even weak at all.
I was so excited.
This was a great help.
"Daddy, no matter how high your Earth Master level is, you can't control air flying?"
I asked curiously.
"Nonsense, if you can reach the level of Earth Master with the Three Flowers Gathering, you will be equivalent to an Earth Immortal.
You can dive and wander around at will, just like earth escape.
Before that, you can only form a knot in a certain place like your godfather and I."
Use the formation eye to teleport and sneak, but this has many restrictions and you can't do whatever you want."
Huang Changshou said.
I swallowed and spat: "Daddy, I found that the earth master's skills are very powerful, no less than the heavenly master.
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Why do so many people who practice Taoism not practice both heaven and earth, just like the generation of geniuses like Dong Qing?"
Huang Changshou sneered and said: "You think they don't want to?
The practice of this Heavenly Master and Earth Master depends on numerology.
Not everyone can practice both.
If they are miscellaneous but not refined, nothing will be accomplished in the end.
Many elders and disciples of small and medium-sized sects have great ambitions and few talents.
If you insist on cultivating both heaven and earth, you can only break through the early stage of refining and transforming qi, which is useless.
It is better to combine your own numerology and specialize in one discipline. " "What is Cheng Dongqing's Earth Master cultivation level now?"
I asked curiously.
Huang Changshou said: "Cheng Dongqing, who implements heaven and earth, is really a rare genius in 5,000 years.
His earth master cultivation should not be weaker than mine."
Sure enough, when I heard these words, my whole body trembled.
It was so scary.
You know, Huang Changshou’s cultivation as an earth master must have returned to the void through spiritual refining.
As for whether it was Dzogchen or not, I don’t know.
Cheng Dongqing is not weak.
For him, that would be such a terrifying existence.
The key is that his Celestial Master cultivation level has also reached the perfection of refining the spirit and returning to the void.
The two masters of heaven and earth are both demigods.
This man can be regarded as a god.
No wonder he is called a genius.
"Haha, actually you are not bad at all.
You have the fate of pure Yang and are haunted by ghosts.
You are the perfect fusion of two completely opposite existences.
This is simply unbelievable.
So I say, if you have enough opportunities, you can also become Cheng Dongqing is second," Huang Changshou praised.
From his words and some previous incidents, I vaguely figured out some meanings.
The female ghost skin I was wearing seemed to have a special relationship with Huang Changshou.
It was not just a man-eating thing that I caught.
It's so easy to turn an evil ghost into a painting.
There seems to be some kind of connection between the two before they were alive.
Why do you say that?
When Huang Changshou looked at me, the kindness in his eyes was completely unlike that of someone we had just met once.
He seemed to really regard me as his daughter.
But when I was discussing Cheng Dongqing, the conversation changed again, and I was substituted into the perception that I was that stupid boy.
Could it be that this female ghost was really Huang Changshou's daughter, also named Rongrong?
I dare not think about it.
Many things belong to others, and Huang Changshou's personality is a bit weird and unpredictable.
I followed the will-o'-the-wisp, jumping up and down.
Half an hour later, I arrived in the bustling urban area.
There were really many tall buildings and busy traffic here.
There were blacks, whites, Malays, everyone.
It felt a bit chaotic.
Various plaques were scattered all over the place, all in traditional Chinese characters.
Huang Changshou made me dare not fly again, but led me to find the whereabouts of the will-o'-the-wisp.
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The people around me gave me a very bad feeling.
They were arrogant and scoundrel-like.
It was prosperous here, but it was just too messy.
If it were in the mainland, the kind of brand stalls that had little holes in every corner would have been shut down by the urban management.
Cleared Moreover, there are massages, baths, spas and the like everywhere.
It feels like the three sisters from Wenzhou, the red hair washing room, and the flashing neon lights, a few fat pigs and old fat people I saw in the small county in my hometown.
The smelly old ladies are posing.
A group of gangsters with dyed yellow hair whistled at me and spoke in a language I didn’t understand.
"Daddy, where is this place?
It feels similar to Dongguan a few years ago," I sighed.
As soon as Huang Changshou came to this place, his wretched expression became even more distorted, and he looked as happy as if he was visiting relatives in his hometown.
"This is the most prosperous red light district in Hong Kong, Bolan Street.
How does it feel?"
Huang Changshou said with a smile.
I frowned and shook my head: "I feel very bad.
Hey, godfather, have you come here often before?"
Huang Changshou ignored me and stared at the sign on a massage parlor, but he saw it read: "Russian ghost girl 880, Malay girl 220 guaranteed to be young and beautiful."
Looking at the playful look on his face, I said to myself, Godfather, you are a master of earth.
You usually make at least several million per order.
Why do you still spend money in this kind of place?
You are too stingy.
After all, you should go to a nightclub. , leisure clubs and the like, that is in line with your identity.
"Tsk tsk tsk, cough" Huang Changshou sighed: "It's too expensive, it's too expensive."
"This is expensive," I said in surprise.
Next to me, a street girl holding a cigarette sneered: "Zhong Xi is a pretty girl with great vision, she's so wild."
Huang Changshou pulled his face, frowned and stared at the fat woman.
Seeing that the middle-aged lady looked a little "pretty", he smiled obscenely and started chatting with her.
Putting it in his perspective, Huang Changshou is a lot older.
These old women in their 40s and 50s are all young and beautiful girls in front of him.
Their transcendent and extraordinary taste is not something I can understand at my age. , but don’t forget, what are we here for?
That will-o’-the-wisp has gone away long ago, and you still have the energy to talk nonsense here?
"Daddy, we still have serious business to do," I reminded him by tugging on his arm.
Only then did Huang Changshou come to his senses.
He led me away with a playful smile and a haha, which made others look at him sideways.
They must be thinking, how could this old man come to a place like this to look for flowers when he has a beautiful goddaughter by his side.
But I feel complicated and depressed in my heart.
Damn it, a standard straight man like me has to live by pretending to be a woman.
Isn’t God too cruel?
Huang Changshou took me to a narrow and remote shantytown.
This place was obviously much dirtier than the one before.
There were no people in the narrow streets.
The voices of men and women could be faintly heard in the low houses on both sides.
I gasped.
Liangqi asked: "Godfather, you don't think it was expensive there just now, so come here.
If you are short of money, I will give you but it is only RMB."
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"Stop talking nonsense.
We are almost at our destination," Huang Changshou rolled his eyes at me.
My heart skipped a beat.
Does the destination mean that the soul of the boss’s mother is here?
Oh my god.
Huang Changshou took me all the way to the depths of the alley and said: "Those places just now are just superficial.
After the deal is concluded, the real skin and flesh business will come here.
Also, don't think that your godfather is stealing from me and has no money." , I have earned a lot of money, but as a Hong Kong businessman, I have donated it to the children in the mountainous areas to study.
As a casual practitioner, I only have enough money
.
"
Hearing what he said, I felt that his image instantly grew taller.
Let me just say, if I help Li Guangzhu get rid of the disaster, I will be given 100 million.
For someone like my godfather, he has lived so long and earned so much.
The amount of money is absolutely astronomical.
It has been donated to the children in the Mainland to study.
He is really a kind person.
He took me through an alley and came to the outside of a tin house.
There were bursts of "" noises inside.
The sound insulation effect was extremely poor.
The ghost fire was really hanging under the eaves, as if waiting for us.
When we arrived, the will-o'-the-wisp was extinguished.
"Godfather, the life soul of Boss Ming's mother is inside," I said in disbelief.
"Shh, keep your voice down," Huang Changshou said as he put a talisman on me. 8":