After breakfast, Wencai and Qiu Sheng arrived one after another. Uncle Jiu pulled An Yi to his bedroom, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, took out an ancient book, and handed it to An Yi and said, "This records all kinds of magic in Maoshan. Let's take a look today. If you don't know anything, ask me when I come back."

"Where is Uncle Jiu going?" An Yi asked knowingly.

Sure enough, Uncle Jiu replied: "Someone will ask me to discuss things later. What kind of foreign tea hall is going to go to that foreign tea hall." Suddenly, Uncle Jiu seemed to have thought of something, held his chin with his hand and asked, "Have you ever drunk foreign tea? You probably haven't. Do you want me to take you to see it for a long time?"

An Yi thought of the embarrassing scene of Uncle Jiu and Wencai in the "foreign tea hall", and laughed in his heart, but he didn't want to follow him and waved his hands repeatedly: "No need for Uncle Jiu, I'll keep it at home and study the spells on it carefully."

"Well, this is good, you can't be obsessed with external things." Uncle Jiu nodded hypocritically, then muttered in a low voice: "It seems that Wencai will follow again this time."

An Yi smiled and watched Uncle Jiu leave with his hands in his arms, and then turned his eyes to the book that Uncle Jiu put in his hand.

The books are very old, the paper is yellowed, the edges and corners are full of flaws, and there are still some missing corners. There are four simple and large characters on the cover: "Maoshan Secret Art".

An Yi's heart moved and looked from scratch at an extremely fast speed, looking at ten lines at a glance, making sure that every word passed in his mind, without asking to remember it, he would turn the next page again.

When I finished reading all the books, half an hour had passed. An Yi's hand move, a purple light flashed, and the heavenly book appeared in his hand.

When I opened the second page, I saw that there was indeed a line of boys under the world name: "The Secret Technique of Maoshan" and "Mr. Zombie Maoshan Taoist Master" can be used in a world where laws are similar.

"It's true." An Yi pondered for a moment, put away the heavenly book, turned his head and began to study Maoshan's secret techniques.

Maoshan Technique was also known as the "Jade Girl Joyful God Art" at the beginning. It was witchcraft. It has been developed to this day and has been quite mature. It integrates many parts of the Buddhism and Taoism, unlike the Taoist Technique at the beginning. Maoshan Technique mainly takes the black and white witchcraft in the Central Plains and Miao Districts as one. Those who practice this sect use talismans, mantras and some Buddhist Tantric magic tools to help themselves with their own actions.

There are more than hundreds of magic spells in Maoshan, including the offensive spells, the Five Thunder Mantras, the God-Destroying Mantra, the auxiliary spells, the Soul-Seating Mantra, the Soul-Seating Mantra, the Evil-Removing Mantra, the Soul-Seating Mantra, the Foul-Destroying Mantra, the Five Thunder Palm, the Blood-Stop Immortal Method, the Soul-Seating Mantra and other magics.

The power of spells is determined based on the caster's Taoist conduct, spell type, type of symbol, casting environment, etc. Therefore, even if a very simple spell is in the hands of a master with a profound Taoist conduct, its power is enough to shake the mountains and the earth.

As the saying goes, time will pass quickly, just like An Yi, and you will never realize how long it has passed when Uncle Ninth came back, and he was awakened by him.

"Uncle Jiu, you are back."

"Yes." Uncle Jiu nodded and said in surprise: "You have been studying it all the time?"

Seeing Anyi nodding, he couldn't help but praise: "If my two apprentices were as serious as you, I wouldn't have to worry about it."

After asking Anyi where he saw it, Uncle Jiu began to explain to Anyi.

The two of them talked and listened, asked and answered questions, and kept saying that the sky was dim before they were awakened again. After having supper casually, they started again.

This time, I finally talked about the art of painting talismans. I heard Jiu Shu say: "This art of talismans lies in the unity of spirit and connects the world, which means blessing with magic power. The so-called "drawing talismans does not know the orifices, but instead makes ghosts and gods laugh. Those who draw talismans know the orifices, which are shocked to make ghosts and gods call them." This "orifice" is not an ordinary orifice, but is actually the root of the law. It is called the spiritual energy point, and it has Kan and Li Fu inside. It should be sought in the body, not to ask for it... As long as you know the above principles, you can grasp the key points of the talisman art, take essence, energy and spirit as the basis, and use talisman diagrams and spells as the use. At that time, the talismans will be effective."

When painting talismans, you need not only cinnabar or yellow paper. The most important thing is to have magic power blessings. Cinnabar and yellow paper are just relying on magic power, which is easier to rely on magic power than other materials. If there is no magic power on a talisman, no matter how similar it is, it will not work.

With Uncle Jiu's explanation, An Yi became more familiar with Maoshan Art. After three days of the year, he studied drawing and making talismans with Uncle Jiu. First, he practiced with Uncle Jiu's talismans. Fortunately, he practiced Taoism now and had a good memory. He could imitate it in just two days. Then he tried to transfer magic power to the cinnabar and talisman paper while drawing the talisman, making it a real talisman.

Three days passed by. On the morning of the same day, Uncle Jiu called An Yi and said, "Now, you can study it yourself by relying on the magic of Maoshan secret art. Today, Mr. Ren from our town asked me to move the grave to his family. Do you want to go and see this ritual?"

"Okay, it's just right to study." An Yi nodded immediately and agreed. Of course, the scene of digging out someone's ancestral grave cannot be missed.

Of course, he also had the intention to look at the opening of the hall. This opening of the hall is a very useful technique. Opening the hall can allow oneself to communicate with the yin and yang, and set up formations to exert the maximum effect with weak magic power.

At this time, Wencai and Qiu Sheng divided the work and prepared a lot of things. The incense and the number of dozens of hits were different, and each had different lengths, thicknesses and thicknesses.

After about an hour of preparation, Wen Cai Qiusheng finally prepared. Uncle Jiu called An Yi and some people to rest for a while and had a drink of tea. After a while, the person sent by Master Ren arrived and came to the hall and went forward to say respectfully: "Uncle Jiu, Master Ren asked us to move things." Uncle Jiu responded and called Wen Cai Qiusheng, and the few of them followed him and headed towards the Ren family's ancestral grave.

The Chinese nature of watching the excitement is a good tradition. They just move to a ancestral tomb, but hundreds of people came to watch in a town. At this time, Uncle Jiu wore an apricot yellow Taoist robe and also had a Taoist crown on his head.

The altar was placed in front of Mr. Ren's grave. Mr. Ren was a middle-aged fat man with two small wrists. He first stepped forward and respectfully put on incense sticks. Then he went to Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, those who looked at Feng Shui said that this hole was difficult to find, and it was a good hole."

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Yes, this hole is called the Dragonfly Snooping Water Point. It can only be used for three feet long and only three feet wide. It can only be used for one feet wide and only four feet wide. Therefore, the coffin cannot be placed flat, so it must be stored."

"I am so amazing Uncle Jiu, it's indeed like this." Mr. Ren couldn't help but cheer up when he found that Uncle Jiu was exactly what Mr. Feng Shui said twenty years ago.

Wencai asked curiously: "Master, what is Fazang? Is it a funeral in France?"

Qiu Sheng was laughing secretly beside him. Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai and said, "Don't talk more!" Wencai hit a nail, muttering but dared not interrupt.

An Yi shook his head repeatedly at Uncle Jiu's ability to teach his apprentice. That's right, Wencai must have followed him since he was a child, but he didn't understand it. No, he might have a little bit of ability to mess with people. When he was slandering the police captain of the Ren family, An Yi was hilarious when watching movies. But his real ability was not a bit enough to show how hard this Uncle Jiu could teach his apprentice. Just like now, if you explain it in person... Forget it, it probably wouldn't be of use. Wencai Qiusheng was completely useless.

An Yi shook his head, thinking to himself that he really can't blame Uncle Jiu.

At this moment, Mr. Ren called a few young men and came to Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, can you make groundbreaking after worshiping me?"

Uncle Jiu nodded with his back: "It's OK."

With a command, several young men picked up the guy and came to the grave, kicked the tombstone open with their feet, and used the shovel in their hands to dig the grave.

At this time, the police captain Awei felt a little unhappy when he saw Qiu Sheng next to Ren Yingying, and quickly turned around and squeezed Qiu Sheng aside.

Qiu Sheng didn't care about this situation, so he came to Uncle Jiu and asked, "Master, what is Dharmazang?"

Uncle Jiu was not as angry as Wencai at this time. The most important thing was that Qiu Sheng was not as good as Wencai, and he even said something irrelevant. Uncle Jiu was in a mysterious way and said, "The so-called Dharmazang is a vertical burial." Then he asked Master Ren and said, "I don't know if what I said is right?"

Mr. Ren frowned slightly and said, "The Feng Shui master said, 'The ancestors were buried upright, and the descendants must be good." Uncle An Yijiu knew why when he looked like this, so he saw Uncle Jiu said, "Is that accurate?"

"Uh..." Mr. Ren paused, his brows frowned even more, and he shook his head and said, "The business of my Ren family has been getting worse and worse over the past twenty years. I don't know why." While speaking, he walked to the side with grief.

Uncle Jiu suddenly said next to him: "I think this Feng Shui master has a grudge against your family. Did my father have any holidays with him before his death?"

Mr. Ren hesitated and said, "This land was originally owned by Mr. Feng Shui, but later he bought it with a lot of money."

Uncle Jiu looked at Mr. Ren, his eyes as if he was so sharp: "It's just a temptation? Is there any coercion?" Mr. Ren smiled awkwardly, but did not answer.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but let out a hint: "I think it must be a coercion, otherwise it wouldn't harm you like this. I also asked you to cover the entire dragonfly's water hole."

Master Ren was surprised when he heard this: "If this is not the case, how should he hide it?"

Uncle Jiu pointed at the cemetery and gestured: "It should be snowflakes covering the top. How can you call a dragonfly to squint the water if you can't touch the head of the coffin? He is quite conscientious and asked you to start a coffin and rebuilt in twenty years, which will harm you for half a lifetime and not harm you for eighteen generations."

At this time, Uncle Jiu was no longer as respectful to Mr. Ren as before. This incident twenty years ago obviously affected Uncle Jiu's attitude towards Mr. Ren. Mr. Ren was confused for a moment. Thinking about it, if it weren't for the coffin relocation today, Uncle Jiu told him that he might be kept in the dark for the rest of his life.

Those young men were very motivated. At this moment, a young man suddenly shouted: "See, I saw the coffin board."

Uncle Jiu snorted, still walking towards the grave, An Yi and others hurriedly followed.

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