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"Can I do that too?"

Xiao Wu raised his little head, a hint of expectation flashed in his expression.

Qin Sang's heart moved slightly.

Xiao Wu was very smart and must have noticed that Qin Sang almost never let her leave his side.

She should have been thinking about it a long time ago and took the initiative to change it.

She has become more lively recently, wants to take the initiative to get close to her junior brother, and hides the killing scenes when painting, these are her attempts.

Clumsy, like a toddler, but definitely a change for the better.

The strategy of using human nature to suppress demonic nature has initially yielded results, especially for Xiao Wu to take the initiative to realize it, which is even more rare.

How effective is the humanity that Xiao Wu now possesses in suppressing the demonic nature? Will the devil regain the upper hand once out of this environment, or when exposed to stimulation?

These are questions Qin Sang must consider.

However, now that Xiao Wu has consciously taken control, Qin Sang feels that he can choose to trust her and relax appropriately.

It's not like the slightest stimulation will make her become ferocious and revert to her old ways.

Moreover, Xiao Wu will not leave too far, he will just go to the school at the foot of the mountain to study, and he will always pay attention to it.

"Of course," Qin Sang touched Xiao Wu's head and affirmed.

Before the weapon spirit transformed into Xiao Wu, it may have existed for hundreds or even thousands of years, but those memories were all wiped away by the demonic nature.

Xiao Wu can be regarded as a boy who has not experienced the world, and he is the same age as Meng Sheng in school.

Accepting Yulang as his disciple and keeping Xiaowu as his companion, the effect even exceeded Qin Sang's expectations.

Sending Xiaowu to school not only enables him to study, but also makes more friends, which is exactly what children should do.

Yulang was overjoyed when he heard that his master not only did not reprimand him, but instead asked his senior sister to go down the mountain to study with him. He picked up the edge of the vat and said excitedly: "Okay! I just saw that there are girls studying in Chen Xiucai's school. !”

The culture of Yan State is quite open, and there is no so-called defense between men and women.

Of course, reading, literacy, and gaining fame are generally considered to be men's affairs. There are very few schools where women are allowed to enroll in schools that are truly as educated as Chen Xiucai.

Among the common people, not many families send girls to study, and there are only a handful of girls in schools.

Late at night.

After Yulang took the medicinal bath, he returned to his room to meditate. He obviously felt that his cultivation was much smoother.

Qin Sang settled Xiao Wu and returned to Dixiang.

The lightning flashing on the main altar was not from the main altar, but was caused by Taiyi's practice while sitting cross-legged on the altar.

Qin Sang didn't hide her aura. Taiyi noticed it and hurriedly walked down from the main altar and bowed to salute.

There is a table next to the main altar, with a piece of snow-white talisman paper on it and a talisman pen that I personally refined.

Qin Sang walked to the desk and picked up the talisman pen. During the day, he dealt with mortals and treated them. It did not delay his thinking and understanding, but was a process of purifying his mind.

After transferring all the talismans, paper and other items to the main altar, Qin Sang held a pen in one hand and slowly climbed onto the main altar.

At this moment, Qin Sang is preparing to make the third-level thunder talisman - the Taiyi Thunder Gang Talisman!

During his travels, he studied the Dao Ting Lei Canon and repaired several thunder altars one after another, which made Qin Sang's understanding of thunder magic improve by leaps and bounds.

Qin Sang already has a deep enough understanding of the Taiyi Thunder Diamond Talisman and the Taiyi Thunder Gang Talisman, and has long been able to easily make the Taiyi Thunder Diamond Talisman.

During this period, Qin Sang studied the main altar and made new discoveries.

How to repair the main altar still needs to be carefully considered, but to a certain extent, it can mobilize the power of the altar for my use, such as providing help when making spiritual talismans.

As long as you can make the Taiyi Thunder Gang Talisman, you can consider upgrading Taiyi and have one more general under your command.

The pen tip gently licks the ink.

The ink is a special kind of cinnabar, called Wulei Golden Ink.

The cinnabar, talisman pen and talisman paper are all refined according to the records of the Five Thunder Envoys' Seal, and can better carry the power of the thunder talisman.

The quality of what Qin Sang had in front of him was far from top-notch. Making third-level thunder talismans was the limit.

He held the talisman pen in his hand and stared at the talisman paper floating in front of him, hesitant to write, like a sculpture.

Taiyi stood respectfully under the altar, not daring to express his anger.

"First of all, I must be clear and clear, and concentrate my mind without any worries, so that my mind will be clear. All the eight wastes are in my heart. Then the spirit will return and the spirit will be restored. Only then can I write... It is like a golden snake flying away on the paper. You must follow the movement of your pen, read the heavenly seals with your eyes, and comprehend the thunder chapter with your heart..."

The key to drawing talismans from the classics flashed in Qin Sang's mind.

Suddenly, Qin Sang moved, and the talisman pen was pressed heavily on the talisman paper. This time, he was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit.

There was a "crack" sound of thunder.

Dazzling lightning burst out from the surface of the talisman paper, making it almost impossible to see the talisman paper and talisman pen clearly.

At the same time, the true energy in Qin Sang's body was like a river, pouring into the talisman paper in a mighty and mighty way.

But it also implies a special rhythm, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes unrestrained and sometimes restrained.

A vision also appeared on the main altar, with lightning traveling on the altar.

Qin Sang already has a deep understanding of this talisman. He only needs the altar to help calm his energy, and does not need other sub-altars. He can do it just by relying on the damaged main altar.

Qin Sang's footsteps moved accordingly, and the drawing of the talisman also required the corresponding Gangbu mantra.

As the lightning flashed, the thunder talismans scattered and gathered together, blooming like flowers on the talisman paper, which was dazzling.

This is true writing.

No, it’s the writing that creates thunder!

‘Boom. ’

The sound of rolling thunder came from the talisman paper. It was not the original thunder. The sound was dull and thick, as if Qin Sang was using a talisman pen to create a world of thunder on the talisman paper.

Taiyi's eyes widened, afraid of missing any detail, but he still felt dizzy.

'boom! ’

'boom! ’

'boom! ’

…

The vision became more and more astonishing, thunder filled the entire space, and Qin Sang and Tai Yi seemed to be surrounded by lightning.

Fortunately, Qin Sang arranged the formation, otherwise the whole village would not be able to sleep, and the gods in the temple would be alarmed.

Qin Sang knew the difference before he started writing. He was getting faster and faster, and the magic talisman was completed in one go!

‘Crack! ’

Thunder struck the ground, awakening Taiyi who was immersed in his mind.

It was as if a bolt of lightning penetrated the ground, struck into the ground, and disappeared in an instant, turning into a silver talisman, suspended above the main altar.

There seems to be a layer of thunder slurry flowing on the surface of the silver symbol.

When Taiyi saw the Taiyi Thunder Gang Talisman, he immediately couldn't move his eyes away. He felt the same fluctuations as his own body.

Qin Sang put down the talisman pen and breathed a sigh of relief. It was successful in the first attempt, and it was smoother than expected.

Raising his hand, he summoned the Taiyi Thunder Gang Talisman into his palm and understood it carefully.

This talisman is not considered top-grade among the third-level thunder talisman. After all, it cannot reach the power of the Void Refining Stage. Its power is equivalent to a strike from a monk in the late stage of Divine Transformation, and it is also related to the cultivation level of the person who casts the talisman.

"Have you thought about it?" Qin Sang handed Taiyi the Thunder Gang Talisman to Taiyi and asked.

Letting Taiyi observe the process of drawing the talisman also made him familiar with Taiyi's Thunder Gang Talisman.

In the future, by drawing on Taiyi's body, Taiyi himself can also cooperate with Qin Sang to increase the chance of success.

Taiyi stared at the magic talisman for a long time, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily: "Please help me transform!"

"Okay! Now that you have made up your mind, reveal your true form."

Qin Sang didn't give any more advice, he had already stated the pros and cons to Taiyi.

"yes!"

Taiyi's body flashed with lightning and he transformed back into his true form, and the two spiritual talismans flew towards Qin Sang together.

At this time, the difference can be seen. Taiyi's body shines with spiritual brilliance.

Qin Sang needed to think for a while before he started writing. He put away the two talismans, the talisman pen and other objects, and sat cross-legged on the main altar. After just drawing the talisman, he made a new discovery.

"What a mysterious thunder altar!"

The more Qin Sang got to know the main altar, the more amazed he became.

The seniors who built these thunder altars must be better than him in cultivation. Even if I came in person and knew how to build thunder altars, I still wouldn't be able to build this main altar.

First, it is limited by cultivation.

Secondly, Qin Sang's wealth is insufficient. The number and grade of spiritual objects required for the main altar are far beyond those of the separate altars. The cost of building a main altar is an astronomical figure, and draining Qin Sang dry is not enough.

Even if he got the treasure of a half-demon king!

It can be seen that the Taoist court expanded its territory not only with powerful Taoism, but also with unparalleled huge financial resources.

Fortunately, the main body of the main altar is still there, and the cost of repairing the main altar should not be that terrible.

He only has a vague idea now, and he is not in a hurry to ask me to send spiritual objects.

Next, improving Taiyi and repairing the main altar are the two most important things.

Think about it while receiving pilgrims in the Taoist temple during the day, and come down to try it out at night, without any delay.

Before I knew it, it was already the next morning.

Before dawn, Yulang rushed up excitedly, opened the gate of the Taoist temple, picked up the wooden stick and hoe and was about to go down the mountain.

The road has not been built yet, so we cannot leave it to the master. We need to build the road as soon as possible so that we can go to school with peace of mind.

"Eh? Senior sister!"

Just as he was about to go out, he saw Xiao Wu coming over at some point.

Deciding to send Xiao Wu down the mountain, Qin Sang cast a blindfold on Xiao Wu. His eyes were no different from those of ordinary people. She looked at Yu Lang's shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and moved her red lips slightly: "Together?"

"Yeah! With the help of my senior sister, I will definitely be able to repair the road up the mountain quickly!"

Yulang felt that his senior sister was a little different than yesterday. He couldn't explain the reason, but inexplicably felt that the gap between the two had become smaller.

Before, he thought this taciturn senior sister was weird and didn't dare to get close to her, but now he felt a little closer to her.

The two little Taoist boys walked side by side down the mountain.

"Sister, look, the school is right there! Behind the bamboo forest!"

Yulang raised his hand and pointed down the mountain.

Under the dim sky, the river reflected faint ripples, and from the village came the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, with a few wisps of smoke curling up, and in the background were the silhouettes of distant mountain peaks.

Xiao Wu still spoke very little, mostly nodding or saying 'hmm'.

Yulang didn't mind either, he tried his best to stir up the topic and kept talking.

"Eh? There are so many people!"

As he was walking down, Yulang's ears twitched, with a look of surprise on his face. He glanced at the senior sister next to him, but saw that the senior sister's expression remained the same. He had obviously sensed it a long time ago.

Turning around the corner, I saw a dozen people heading up the mountain below, probably starting from home while it was still dark.

"Little miracle doctor!"

The leader was the woodcutter. When he saw Yulang, he shouted, "He is the little miraculous doctor! The miraculous doctor's apprentice! Where are you going, little miraculous doctor?"

The woodcutter climbed up in three steps and two steps, and was a little strange when he saw the tool on Yulang's shoulder.

"We are going to open a mountain road to make it easier for lay people to go up the mountain," Yulang answered honestly.

"Hey! There are so many people in the village, so there is no need for the little miracle doctor to open the road himself!"

The woodcutter slapped his thigh, and Yulang couldn't help but turn around and shout, "Go back to the village and call someone to go up the mountain to build a road!"

The changes in the old man who was treated by Qin Sang were noticed by the villagers. There was no reason why he shouldn't be treated, so some people immediately went back to call for help.

In fact, there is no need to go out of your way to call. Yesterday's incident was spread to half of the village in one night. By the time it gets light, the Taoist temple will be overcrowded.

The woodcutter complained to Yulang again, "This short stretch of road will not take more than a few days. If you had called me in the village, it would have been repaired long ago!"

Facing the over-enthusiastic woodcutter, Yulang could only respond.

As of now, that's all.

Yulang and Xiaowu were surrounded by the villagers and turned back. They saw that the lights in the main hall were lit and the master had left seclusion.

"Yulang, please arrange for the villagers to line up to enter the palace. Those who are seriously ill will be given priority. Xiao Wu will help me grind the medicine."

Qin Sang's voice came from the main hall.

The sound was not loud, but it had a strange power. The villagers quickly quieted down, and the woodcutter did not dare to shout. He said a few words to Yulang and went down the mountain to lead people to build roads.

Under the guidance of Yulang, everyone lined up.

Most of them come to see a doctor, some come to offer incense and worship gods, and some just come to watch the fun.

In the early morning of this day, without any warning, master and apprentice Qin Sang began the first day of consultation, and Qingyang Temple was on track from then on.

The sky soon became brighter.

More and more villagers are going up the mountain.

It was impossible to stand inside the Taoist temple, so the villagers gathered in front of the Taoist temple, unknowingly thinking that there was a temple fair.

Inside the main hall.

The layout is very similar to the original Qingyang View.

Qin Sang set up a case beside the altar table, Xiao Wu was mixing medicine on the side, Yu Lang was busy coming in and out, and villagers who were treating patients and offering incense came in one after another.

In front of Qin Sang, he had pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He spread out a new account book and only recorded one item for the time being.

"The Yin liquid is deficient, and the empty fire rises..."

Qin Sang put his fingers on the patient's wrist, trying not to be shocking.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.

"Chen Xiucai!"

"Chen Xiucai and his wife are here!"

"I've met Chen Xiucai!"

…

Qin Sang raised his head and saw four people walking into the main hall. Chen Xiucai arrived with his wife, followed by a book boy and a strong man.

The strong man carried two wooden boxes on his shoulders.

"I, Chen Zhenqing, together with the Clumsy King Chen Liu, have met Taoist Priest Qingfeng," Chen Xiucai said with a bow, explaining his purpose.

"My wife was diagnosed and treated by the immortals yesterday and recovered from her sickness. I am very grateful. I came here today to fulfill my wish."

The strong man was about to open the box.

Qin Sang stood up to stop him, "You can keep the incense and candles. If it's other things, please take them back."

"this……"

Chen Xiucai was slightly surprised. He had heard the woodcutter say it last night, but he didn't expect it to be true. He looked Qin Sang up and down, and said with a straight face, "The Taoist priest is a noble man with the character of the Immortal family. I am being rude! However, It is true that the Immortal healed Jing Jing, and we must repay this kindness. There is nothing valuable in the box, so just treat it as the medical treatment fee, okay?"

Qin Sang glanced at Yu Lang who was nervous, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that my disciple won't dare to accept your master's things."

"What do you mean by this?" Chen Xiucai was confused.

Qin Sang simply explained the whole story and called Xiao Wu over, "I wonder if my two apprentices can gain the master's discernment?"

Chen Xiucai was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "I can't get what I ask for!"