Reborn Spirit Master

Chapter 41
Wu Xuhua proposed that as long as Su Cangyue stayed to study with him, he would give her many things of the same grade as Ming blue and white porcelain bowls.

After hearing this, Su Cangyue was very moved. This is a huge amount of wealth. If it is kept after 2000, it will appreciate in value.But she quickly thought of her own situation, and she would die if she stayed.

She shook her head and said naively: "Grandpa Wu, Cang Yue doesn't like to play the drums. It hurts me to hear the drums. I don't want to learn. I want to go home and go to school. I can't stay."

Lin Henan laughed out loud: "Hehe, Master Wu, the girl is right. Your northern Wu is best at beating drums, but girl, she doesn't like it. I also think your shaman drum music is useless."

Wu Xuhua stared at Lin Henan in embarrassment, then turned to Su Cangyue and said, "Cangyue, we have learned the art of controlling spirits of the Northern Wu school. You can determine life and death with a flick of your finger, and even call wind and rain. Don't you want to learn it?"

"Grandpa Wu, today is sunny, let it rain!" Su Cangyue blinked her big eyes and said seriously: "If you can do it, I will learn from you."

Wu Xuhua's old face immediately turned red, and Lin Henan laughed out loud: "Haha, Master Wu, just tell the truth, girls don't like this."

Wu Xuhua gave him a sideways look, and Lin Henan immediately stood up knowingly: "Okay, I'll go out first, and you tell the girl, I'll be back in a few minutes."

Su Cangyue looked at Lin Henan with a scared expression.

He smiled at her: "Girl, don't be afraid, what Master Wu is going to tell you next is related to matters in their school, so it's not convenient for me to listen to it from the sidelines. You can decide how to do it according to your own intention!" After speaking, he turned around and went out, closing the door of the room behind him.

Su Cangyue looked away from the door, turned her head and saw the octagonal drum, only about twenty centimeters away from her, which shocked her.

"Cang Yue, do you know what the drum in Grandpa's hand is made of?" Wu Xuhua said as he handed the octagonal drum to her.

Su Cangyue stared at the drum for a while. There were regular patterns on the surface of the drum, which seemed to be the scales of some kind of animal. Each piece was the size of a copper coin and was dark brown.

She hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch the drum surface: "Grandpa, is this drum made of leather? It looks like snake skin? But, the scales are so big, how big a snake must be to have such big scales?"

"Cang Yue is really smart." Wu Xuhua smiled, and stroked the brown drum surface with his fingers.Putting the old man's fingers like dead branches together with the drum head, the breath of vicissitudes of life is naturally born, as if something that has been hundreds of thousands of years has passed through time and space to the front.

"This is not snake skin, it should be said to be Jiao skin."

"Jiao skin?!" Su Cangyue repeated in surprise.

The old man smiled: "Yes. The snake opened its clever abdomen and gave birth to claws. It is called Jiao. This drum was obtained by our ancestors in Northern Wu after they captured Jiao. Didn't you just ask me if I have the ability to call wind and rain? I tell you the truth. You said, Grandpa Wu really doesn’t have that kind of ability, but our predecessors in Northern Wu can not only go up the mountain to subdue tigers, but also go down to the sea to catch dragons, and can also change the time of the world. They are magicians with great supernatural powers! Grandpa can’t, yes Grandpa's talent is not enough, and his skills are not mastered. Cang Yue, are you interested in learning these skills and becoming a new generation of great magicians in Beiwu?"

Su Cangyue's heart was shaken when she heard it, she took a few deep breaths, and then asked, "Grandpa Wu, when did you come from these powerful people?"

Wu Xuhua blushed and coughed: "The most recent great power appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty."

"In the past few decades, have any powerful figures appeared?"

"No." Wu Xuhua became even more embarrassed, thinking to himself, isn't this little girl too smart?What a big kid!

Su Cangyue still refused to let him go, and continued to ask: "Grandpa Wu, I heard from my cousin that we used to have four schools of magic in China, and you are one of these four schools. Now you don't have any." Great successor, what about the situation of other sects?"

"Well, everyone is similar." Wu Xuhua nodded: "Since the Tang Dynasty, in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the weather has gradually declined, and the art has gradually declined. Later, in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, a major event occurred in the world, and the major schools were destroyed. A lot of people have been recruited. Girl, let’s put it this way, except for our Northern Wu, all other schools of art have been lost.”

In fact, what has been handed down from the Northern Wu Dynasty is only some very basic techniques, and those more advanced things have been lost because no disciples have learned them.But Mr. Wu didn't mention it, he just wanted to create an illusion for Su Cangyue that the Wu family still has something good to pass down.

"Grandpa Wu, if I learn your technique, will it change my physical condition?"

Wu Xuhua was silent for a while, and said seriously: "I can't guarantee this. My current level, old man, belongs to the introduction of magic. My training in Northern Wu's magic is divided into three stages: entry, micro-knowledge, and great achievement. If you can practice to know You can look inside the micro realm. At that time, your control over your body will reach a new level. If you have a suitable spirit body for you to drive, you will not be under any pressure at all. Then, you will naturally be able to change Physical conditions."

"Grandpa Wu, you have been studying magic arts for more than 50 years, right?"

"65 years." Wu Xuhua corrected her: "The old man started practicing at the age of five, and it has been 65 years this year."

"Grandpa Wu, you have practiced for 65 years, but you are still a beginner. How long do you think it will take for me to learn your techniques and reach the realm of micro-knowledge?"

"You have a spiritual physique. If you learn these things, you will get twice the result with half the effort. It only takes 30 years at most, and you can know the subtleties." Wu Xuhua said eagerly: "Ten years of entry, 20 years of practice, you should be able to know the subtleties, Cang Yue, follow me." Shall I learn?"

"Grandpa Wu, if I study with you, do I have to stay here and not go home?"

The old man stood up, looked at Dongfang and said softly: "Practice of spells is most afraid of unstable mind. In order not to be affected by external factors, you have to stay on the mountain until you practice to the entrance. This mountain range belongs to us. The Dojo of the Northern Wu school. With the current environment of the world, this is the last piece of pure land, which is one of the reasons why we can maintain the inheritance of the Northern Wu."

Su Cangyue was silent for a while, then said softly, "I'm sorry, Grandpa Wu, I can't learn from you."

In ten years, she didn't have so much time. If nothing changed, ten years later, the mother's tragedy would be irreversible.

Wu Xuhua didn't turn around, but still looked in that direction, and was silent for more than ten seconds before he sighed, turned around and sat on the edge of the kang.

He smiled at Su Cangyue: "I know, in this era, there are not many young people who can learn these antiques from the old man. I understand if you don't want to learn. Let's not talk about these, but talk about other things." Something! What do you think of Erwazi?"

"Brother Zhao?" Su Cangyue said with a smile, "He is very nice. Since we arrived here, he has been receiving us all the time. He is very warm and thoughtful."

She thought quickly in her heart, what is the old man's purpose in saying that?Just now we were talking about the learning of spells, but now we are talking about Zhao Tiancong again, isn't the topic span too big?

"Do you think you and Tian Cong can be friends?"

"Grandpa Wu, we are already friends!" Su Cangyue said seriously: "On the way up the mountain today, brother Zhao promised me that he would take me to Ji'an when he is free!"

"Okay!" The old man smiled happily: "Your cousin and I are friends, and you young people can also be friends. You should go out and walk more together!"

Why does this sound so awkward?

Su Cangyue murmured to herself, if she was not 14 years old this year, but 24 years old, it would be a way of putting people together.

This idea only swirled in Su Cangyue's mind, and then she put it aside. She was very young, and Zhao Tiancong was already in his twenties, so there was no need to think about it.

Su Cangyue said with the tone and demeanor that a teenage girl should have: "I really hope Brother Zhao will be free soon, it's rare to come here once, I must have a good time!"

"Should be, should be!" Wu Xuhua smiled more happily, and the original cold expression was gone: "Cang Yue, this time you came to our place, Grandpa Wu hasn't given you a meeting gift yet, wait a minute, Grandpa Wu Go get you something fun!"

"Grandpa Wu, don't be so busy!" Su Cangyue said hastily: "When I left the house, my cousin said that coming here has already caused you trouble, how can I accept your things?"

Mr. Wu waved his hand, motioning for her not to say anything, and turned around to leave the room.

After more than half a minute, the old man came back, holding a white octagonal drum and two drumsticks in his hand.

"Cangyue, this thing was played by Grandpa Wu when I was a child, and now I give it to you." Wu Xuhua couldn't help but put the snare drum and drumsticks in her hand: "I'll teach you a nice little song, when you learn it, hum it Playing drums while Xiaoqu is good for your body."

Su Cangyue looked at the octagonal drum curiously. The shape of this drum was exactly the same as the one she saw on the spirit banner outside the house, except that the one outside had only one drum stick, while this drum had two.

"Oh——Yeah? Haha, too..."

The old and moving little tune sounded, and Mr. Wu sang the Dingling song softly.

Su Cangyue didn't know the name of this song, but felt very peaceful after hearing it, and gradually fell asleep.But even in the dream, the melodious singing voice still did not disappear. Bathed in the singing voice, she only felt that her whole body was warm, and a hot current slowly spread from her abdomen to her limbs.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Wu stopped humming, looked at Su Cangyue with a ruddy face on the kang, smiled, turned around and left the room.

He didn't notice that the moment he turned around, the tortoise shell on Su Cangyue's chest flashed a white light.

As the white light flashed, the tortoise shell slowly lit up and became translucent. A series of symbols floated from the white light and sank into Su Cangyue's forehead.

In her sleep, Su Cangyue started the game of catching characters with the restraint technique again.

(End of this chapter)