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Chapter 279 Let's learn how to draw talismans with our teacher (4000 words, two in one chapter)

Naturally, Zhao Xun couldn't refuse, and there was no reason to refuse.

"Well, how about having a hot pot meal in this courtyard?"

Hot pot is a way of eating invented by Zhao Xun, there is no hot pot in this world before.

Although it is just a simple rinsing of the prepared ingredients in the copper pot, the aroma filling the mouth and the spicy and stimulating feeling of beating between the taste buds will make people feel a hearty pleasure.

"The hot pot is good, the hot pot is good!"

Long Qingquan, the third senior brother who claims to be a gourmet, quickly said, "I'll just eat hot pot."

He was afraid that Zhao Xun would regret it, so he said while the iron was hot: "Little brother, you don't even need to find a charcoal fire, we just use our true energy to light the fire and heat it up."

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Zhao Xun stared at the third senior brother Long Qingquan with a dark face, thinking that the third senior brother really has you, a dignified second-rank practitioner, use true energy to heat up and eat hot pot.

If the head of the mountain knew about this, would he vomit blood out of anger?

Well, the head of the mountain should know, right?
"Why don't you eat hot pot with sour plum soup, brothers and sisters, this time I will let you try my exclusive sour plum soup."

When it comes to tinkering with these things, Zhao Xun is really a good hand.

In his view, there are only food and love in the world that cannot be let down.

The best part of life is that you never know what's going to happen next.

Zhao Xun would never have thought that they were preparing to eat hot pot, and their mentor Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi came uninvited and took the initiative to join them.

"Oh, this smell is really amazing. My dear disciple, why don't you call yourself a teacher if you secretly eat delicious food here?"

Daoist Qinglian said leisurely with her hands behind her back.

shit
Zhao Xun was shocked in his heart.

Teacher, is this a dog's nose? You can smell it from a dozen miles away?
"Look at what you said, didn't my apprentice welcome the brothers and sisters of the academy today, so I didn't dare to bother you."

"What are you bothering about?"

Daoist Qinglian raised her eyebrows: "It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way, just add a chair and a pair of chopsticks."

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Now Zhao Xun really didn't know what to say, his mentor had already said so much, he had absolutely no reason to refuse.

Zhao Xun quickly ordered someone to add a chair, and a pair of bowls and chopsticks for his teacher.

"Today is a good day, junior brother, why don't you compose a poem to cheer everyone up?"

The third senior brother Long Qingquan was really excited, and started to do something, Zhao Xun called him an expert in his heart.

But he really doesn't really want to write poetry now.

Although his reserves of poems are very rich, this thing is limited after all, and one poem is less than one poem.

Recently, he has consumed a lot of poems, so he still needs to have a snack to think about the follow-up.

Anything that involves consumption, if you want to maintain it, there are two ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

For Zhao Xun, it is impossible to open source, so he can only save money.

"Uh, third senior brother, let's stop doing those silly things. Come on, let's eat vegetables."

Long Qingquan only felt that Zhao Xun was acting weird today, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.

"That's all, that's all, let's eat vegetables."

"It's fate that everyone can get together today. If it weren't for the siege of the city by the Demon Sect and the barbarians, I really would not have imagined such a day would come."

Zhao Xun said with emotion: "Teacher, you have always wanted to meet the brothers and sisters of the academy, but now you have your wish?"

Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi nodded slightly: "That's right, seeing your senior brothers and sisters, I can feel at ease as a teacher. Sure enough, everyone in the academy is talented."

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Good times are always short.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone's interest has faded.

"My dear disciple, I actually have something to tell you this time as a teacher."

Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi said leisurely: "Are you willing to learn talisman?"

Um?Teacher, what does this mean?
Suddenly he had to teach him the talisman.

"Don't get me wrong, there is no other meaning to being a teacher. It's just that you can never be clear about the things in this world. Life and death are impermanent. Now that the battle is imminent, no one knows what will happen during the battle, and no one knows whether it will be possible after the battle. survive."

Wu Quanyi was a little depressed, and then he sighed, "I don't want this talisman technique to be lost as a teacher."

shit.

Why is it so sad emo while talking.

What about optimistic and sunny, positive?
"What are you talking about? All of us will be fine and nothing will happen. As for the magic spell you mentioned, I am willing to learn it."

In fact, Zhao Xun himself doesn't like the Taoist talisman technique very much.

In his opinion, this thing is a bit too mysterious.

The key is that it doesn't match Zhao Xun's temperament.

But the words have been rushed to this point, if Zhao Xun should not do it anyway, it would be unreasonable.

"Tsk tsk tsk, good apprentice, good apprentice. As a teacher, I did not misunderstand the person."

A gleam flashed in Wu Quanyi's eyes, and then his whole body became energetic.

"The core of divine talisman art lies in the perseverance of the Dao heart. No matter what talisman you want to draw, you must maintain a firm mind from beginning to end."

After a short pause, Wu Quanyi continued, "Can you do it?"

"The apprentice can do it."

Zhao Xun replied without thinking.

"Okay, then I will teach you how to draw symbols as a teacher."

"Uh, it's a bit bad at this time, how about another day?"

The mentor really drank too much. He is really not afraid of being stolen when he draws amulets in front of so many brothers and sisters in the academy.

"What to change."

Wu Quanyi's face was serious: "There are no outsiders here. Aren't these all your brothers and sisters?"

Uh…

Now Zhao Xun really didn't know what to say.

life!
That's all, let's start school on the spot.

"My dear boy, let's start with the simplest talisman."

Wu Quanyi raised his eyebrows, shouted "Come on the brush", and a brush flew into his hand.

"The pen and the sword are actually the same in essence. It's just that the pen looks softer. But if you want to draw a talisman with a state, you need strength."

Wu Quanyi exercised strength in his wrist and took the lead in drawing a piece of "Yi characters".

"The core of this character lies in this."

Wu Quanyi paused and said, "Some people are very good at drawing talismans at the beginning, but they get discouraged when they reach the finishing touch. Come and try, my dear boy."

Uh... is this getting started?
Zhao Xun felt a little sudden.

However, it is not easy for him to refuse the teacher's order.

"Then ask your teacher to teach you more."

Zhao Xun took the brush in a hurry, then imitated his mentor, gripped the brush tightly, and then tapped a little on it.

"Yes, that's it. The strength should not be too heavy, nor too light."

Seeing that Zhao Xun draws talismans in a decent manner, Wu Quanyi was very excited.

"My dear student, you are very talented in drawing talismans, and you are not inferior to studying at all."

Taoist priests are reserved skills for drawing talismans, but Zhao Xun is not a Taoist priest after all, so what is the talent for drawing talismans?
Did Zhao Xun call out the skill point wrongly?

"Yi characters are divided into two sides, with a dot in the middle."

Wu Quanyi repeated this seemingly simple formula, and Zhao Xun quickly memorized it in his heart.

Tucao belongs to Tucao, but Zhao Xun still has to learn how to draw talismans seriously, so as not to hurt the heart of his teacher.

"Master, why does it feel weird to draw this talisman?"

"Uh…"

Wu Quanyi didn't know if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw it.

The overall proportion of the righteous characters drawn by Zhao Xun is indeed a bit too sloppy.

"Tsk tsk..."

Wu Quanyi swallowed his mouth and spit: "My dear boy, try to spread your strength as much as possible when drawing the talismans, so that the talismans you draw will not be crowded together."

"Well, the disciple remembered it."

According to Zhao Xun's experience, such details should be kept in mind.

Sometimes it depends on the shivering whether you can successfully draw a symbol.

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After a short period of practice, Zhao Xun has initially mastered the process of drawing symbols.

Although the talisman he drew was incomparable to the talisman drawn by Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi, but at least he made his mentor happy, which was more important than anything else.

After sending his mentor away happily, Zhao Xun bid farewell to all his brothers and sisters.

"Brothers and sisters, it's getting late. I won't bother you. You should also go to bed earlier."

After Zhao Xun left the other courtyard, he went straight back to the bad person's office.

"Well, brother Mingyun, you are back, I thought you had some accident."

Seeing Zhao Xun quietly returning to the bad man's office, Wangcai hopped over like a rabbit.

"Hey, look at your crow's mouth. What kind of accidents can happen in this Chang'an city?"

"That's true. By the way, brother Mingyun, have you eaten yet? How about I go get you a bowl of noodles?"

"Uh...then it's unnecessary. I ate hot pot..."

Zhao Xun said with a guilty conscience.

"hot pot…"

Sure enough, after hearing these two words, Wangcai almost instinctively swallowed his saliva.

"Brother Mingyun, why didn't you call me?"

"Uh... today's occasion is inappropriate, isn't it?"

"Forget it, it's getting late, so go to bed early."

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After Zhao Xun returned to the room, he didn't go to sleep immediately, but began to comprehend the moral character that his teacher Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi had just taught him to draw.

"It is said that this character is the simplest talisman in the way of talismans, but it is still a bit difficult for me to draw it. But my teacher clearly said that I have a talent for drawing talismans, is it just to encourage me?"

Zhao Xun was talking to himself while recalling the details of what his teacher taught.

"If a person has talent everywhere, it means that he has no talent everywhere, and it is useless."

Zhao Xun laughed at himself.

His talent for drawing symbols is still incomparable to his talent for reading. He is glad that he made the right choice at the beginning. If he hadn't entered the academy, God knows what his life would be like.

However, in order to make his mentor Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi happy, Zhao Xun will still work hard to learn how to draw talismans.

Besides, if you read the book a hundred times, you will see its meaning.

Even if he doesn't have talent, he will still achieve something if he practices more times.

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sandbar.

Guard the envoy's yamen.

Liu Lin and Feng Hao are discussing an important matter.

That is whether to return to Chang'an.

Now the Anxi army has obtained a resting place on the sandbar.

In a short period of time, the Anxi Army does not have to consider the threat of rebels from the 36 countries in the Western Regions.

But whether to return to Chang'an is indeed a bit of a headache.

The current situation in Chang'an is no better than that of the Western Regions.

The strength of the northern barbarians is even higher than that of the Western Regions.

Coupled with the big killer of Mozong, it can be said that Chang'an is now under great pressure.

Returning to Chang'an at this time, it is very likely that they will not be able to enter the city and will encounter the main force of the grassland barbarians in the wild.

This is a terrible thing.

If you win at that time, it's okay, but if you lose, you will inevitably have to bear the responsibility.

At that time, instead of doing nothing, they will be guilty.

"Prince Protector, if it's really not possible, I'll return in the name of a private person."

After hesitating for a long time, Feng Hao still sighed.

After thinking about it, he realized that it would be very inconvenient for the Anxi army to return to Chang'an as a whole, and it would be difficult to predict the outcome if there was a local battle.

In addition, Liu Lin is the general of the defeated army, if the defeat increases, the pressure he will bear is too great.

But Feng Hao would not have this concern.

He led bad people to the Western Regions to reinforce the Anxi Army.

Later, he relied on his own strength to forcibly rescue Anxi's army from the flames, which is always meritorious.

Moreover, Feng Hao is a cultivator after all, he can fly into the sky and escape from the ground, so it is not difficult to enter Chang'an City.

Without the encumbrance of the Anxi Army, it was only a matter of time before Feng Hao returned to Chang'an.

"fair enough."

Liu Lin nodded and said, "Master Feng must be careful all the way. Although we are already in the customs, it is inevitable that we will meet people with ulterior motives."

"Well, don't worry, General Liu. You just need to take good care of the Anxi Army. After we solve the Chang'an Rebellion, we will come back and clean up the 36 countries in the Western Regions at both ends of the rat."

"Okay, let's leave it at that, and regret it for a while."

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"The southern barbarians invade!"

"The southern barbarians invade!"

The soldiers reporting the letter galloped all the way on fast horses, heading north along the official road.

It was with great difficulty that he escaped from Jiannan Road.

Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

The tragic situation in Jiannan is vivid, and Jinguan City was destroyed.

Nanman and Wu Gu masters took over Jiannan Road strongly, and there is a possibility of going north to the Central Plains at any time.

Jiannan Road fell, and Chang'an lost its barrier.

If we fail to prepare in advance, the consequences will be disastrous.

So now he must immediately report the news to the court.

The sooner this task is completed, the sooner the court can respond.

But he has not changed his war horse for a long time, and he has not rested for a long time.

People are exhausted and exhausted.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to continue on the road for a long time.

Sure enough, he was thrown off the horse directly when passing a sharp bend.

All of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain all over his body.

Turning over and looking, there was blood dripping, but a big gash had already been broken.

"hiss…"

The sharp pain made him gasp.

Sitting up on his own, he tore off a piece of cloth to bandage the wound.

Can't fall, he absolutely can't fall at this time.

The information he wants to report is very important, it is related to the safety of Chang'an city and the lives of the people of Chang'an.

Even if it is difficult and tiring, he must grit his teeth and persevere!

As long as he doesn't vent his breath, he can go to Chang'an!

Fortunately in misfortune, the war horse has not run far.

He struggled to stand up, and limped towards the war horse dozens of steps away.

Although the distance is not very far, he has traveled a long time on this road.

When he finally reached the horse, he was exhausted.

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(End of this chapter)