"What are you doing for me?"

"Cultivate and grow up, and become a free and carefree immortal in the future. If you have your descendants in the mortal world, you can find another beautiful Taoist partner. I believe you can definitely become a very powerful immortal."

Xia Ji:...

Xia Ning: "Okay, okay, that's it. You should study well first, and then go to become the King of Xiaoyao, and at the same time, get married and have children, leave behind descendants in the world, and leave me a little nephew or niece.

After that, you can go and ask for the immortals.

Didn’t Bai Pu go to some mountain too? It’s probably also a fairy mountain. If you go, he can take care of you."

Xia Ji: "I refuse."

"Rejection is invalid, or do you want to see me feel uncomfortable?"

Xia Ning looked at him expectantly.

Xia Ji: "Sister, are you hiding something from me?"

Xia Ning rolled her eyes: "No."

"Oh..."

"Really not."

"hehe..."

"You're going to die, laugh at me like this." Xia Ning clenched his fist and hit the boy.

After knocking twice, the two calmed down again.

Outside the window, the snow stopped.

"I'm leaving."

Xia Ji went out and held an umbrella.

Yao Ji watched, "Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, remember to come to the palace."

The boy waved his hand.

Xia Ning smiled and watched two lines of footprints go away in the snow.

...

The next morning.

The Taoist in red robe came to the palace with a young Taoist priest with a handsome face.

The emperor summoned him in person.

The Taoist Red Rou is Chi Xiaozi, the "dao cynic" of Kunlun Taoist Palace. His strength is far beyond Qingyanzi. Even if he is not listed on the legendary list that is more than above the Dragon List, it is almost the same.

He asked intently, turning a blind eye to the outside world. In the message given by the wind media, this Taoist cynical genius had already practiced the Taoist genius [Tianyuan Thirty-Six Vertical and Horizontal] to the tenth level five years ago. Now he is stupid every day, and his mind is not in his mind, and is comprehension to a higher level.

This time something happened to happen to be near the palace, so he was with another young rookie from the Taoist sect.

This young Taoist priest with beautiful eyebrows and eyes is not small. He is Zhang Daolin, the "Senior Brother Zhang" mentioned by Lan Yu.

A genius is even more a disciple of Taoist ignorant.

With these two people in Tianque City, no matter how evil the demons are, they will not be opponents.

Unlike Lan Yu, the emperor asked for the method of immortality. Daoqi directly mentioned several methods, but it was only to prolong life, but it did not mention immortality at all.

Immortality is to go against the will of heaven and will suffer disaster.

After the emperor talked about the evil spirits in the palace, he asked the eunuch to take the two of them to the east courtyard of the front hall.

Then, the two saw Lan Yu with one-armed arm.

Zhang Daolin's calm expression moved. In his eyes, Junior Brother Lan Yu has always been extremely domineering, but this time he has a little more... a rare calmness.

He said softly: "Junior brother."

Lan Yu looked at the genius of his peer who had been looking up to and replied: "Senior Brother."

Chi Xiaozi ran into the room regardless of their politeness. His eyes fell on the yellow paper on the table in an instant.

One after another cinnabar dots hang on the paper.

Chi Xiaozi looked at it for a while, but suddenly jumped up and lie down to look at it.

By the way, I took out a magnifying glass from my arms and started to look carefully.

Zhang Daolin smiled and said, "The master has this temperament, but I don't know what he saw."

Lan Yu said: "I dare not go out these days, I only dare to practice talismans on the side..."

"Shit! You're writing shit!"

Chi Xiaozi said directly.

Lan Yu:...

Zhang Daolin said: "This is the teacher, just get used to it."

Although Chi Xiaozi roared, he still lay carefully on the table, staring at the yellow paper in front of him, and his pupils gradually showed a fanatical look: "But this one is not, this one is definitely not!!"

As he spoke, the Taoist robe waved his sleeves directly, and a crystal hand stretched out from his sleeve. The hand grabbed the talisman pen on the table, and the dragonfly dripped through the cinnabar like a dragonfly scattered through the water.

Hold the pen.

Cinnabar is full and drooping.

Chi Xiaozi closed his eyes and brewed.

Zhang Daolin and Lan Yu were both stunned. Dao Chi had always been very direct. Now his movements and postures are naturally the starting style of the talisman.

You should know that the power between talismans and talismans is completely different.

Therefore, drawing talismans is the most direct reflection of the strength of Taoists.

How could it be so easy to use the heart as the cause and the cinnabar as the medium to move the world?

Chi Xiaozi looked like he was facing a great enemy at this time. Could the talisman on the yellow paper make him wait to this point?

Zhang Daolin glanced at Lan Yu in confusion. He instinctively felt that this junior brother might be "the misfortune is the basis of good fortune" and he got the opportunity.

Lan Yu's face remained unchanged, but she was extremely proud inside.

because...

He knew that it was left by the underworld Sima's face and also the teacher he believed in.

Now, he stood beside Senior Brother Zhang and looked at the direction of Dao Chi with anticipation.

He really wants to see who is stronger and who is weaker?

a long time.

Daoqi finally moved.

A mysterious feeling was filled with his body.

The moment you finish your writing is the time to finish your writing.

Cinnabar rendering.

The wolf's hair was thrown away and fell into the pen holder.

Dao Chi lowered his head and carefully identified the cinnabar dots on both sides.

This is the starting style of the talisman.

But for someone as keen as him, he had already divided his intentions and different levels of ideas at the beginning.

He looked for a while and his brows frowned deeply.

Then suddenly, he grabbed the yellow paper he had just dropped and tore it apart.

"Shit!! What I drew is shit!! It's so shit!"

Zhang Daolin:...

An inexplicable pride flashed in Lan Yu's heart.

This is my teacher.

Even if the teacher I believe in can make Daoyan surrender even if he makes a random move.

He looked at the appearance of Senior Brother Zhang. Although he was much better than this Taoist genius, his teacher had already made Dao Chi admit defeat and he could not lose his face.

"Senior Brother Zhang, this is true for Uncle Chi Xiaozi. Are you used to it?"

Zhang Daolin shook his head: "No...I rarely see the teacher calling me shit..."

The Taoist from Honglang suddenly turned around and rushed to Lan Yu, saying with a fanatical look on his face: "This is not something that Qing Yanzi can write, nor is it Qinghe Sanren. If they can draw such a talisman, they are not dead. Who is it? Lan Yu, tell the uncle, who is it?"

Lan Yu said lightly: "Uncle Chi Xiaozi, let's discuss the matter of demons in the palace?"

Chi Xiaozi shook his hand and said, "No!! I will talk about that later. Who painted it first?"

Zhang Daolin walked silently to the yellow paper, first looked at the shredded paper on the ground, then looked up, and his eyes were concentrated on the yellow paper that was dipped in a drop.

He closed his eyes and realized.

Think about how that man made this decision.

You should know that yellow paper is easy to be exaggerated, and cinnabar is easy to be condensed. If it falls quickly, it will be exaggerated. If it falls slowly, it will float on the paper. If it falls anxious, it will show that the heart is uneasy, and it will be slow, but it will appear a little slack.

Only by seizing that moment of opportunity and following the state of mind and at the most perfect moment can we outline an absolute and perfect talisman.

And this...

Did it.
Chapter completed!