Exorcism

Fu Lin closed the book again and sighed, "Mr. Huangfu is a man of talent who has never been recognized. He was born tens of thousands of years late. I will show you."

There are hundreds of thousands of types of talismans, ranging from daily chores such as repairing chairs, making beds, and lighting to national affairs such as opening mountains, filling the sea, and war. Huangfu Yanghao's book only excerpted 174 of them, not because they are the most powerful or unique, but because he wrote them down when he had some ideas. At a glance, they are messy, but after a careful reading, you can see the writing style of the talisman master.

As a descendant of Empress Fu, Fu Lin must learn talismans and military tactics at the same time. He prefers the former. Although he is not outstanding, he has read many books and worshipped many masters. After reading the book for the second time, he found that he knew so little about talismans and had infinite respect for Huangfu Yanghao.

The two have known each other for many years. Huangfu Yanghao has a bad temper, but he is more polite to this unpopular grandson of the emperor. However, he rarely talks about talismans with him. He thinks Fu Lin is not an expert in this field and doesn't want to waste his breath.

Even now, after reading it twice, Fu Lin still finds it difficult to understand some of the statements, but he is still deeply shocked and feels that all the talismans he learned before were in vain.

"When talismans were first separated from the Taoist tradition, there were 20,000 to 30,000 types, all of which were cultivation techniques and fighting methods. In the first 3,000 years after the establishment of the Longbin Society, the number of talismans increased to 150,000 to 60,000. Almost all the important rules for writing talismans were established at that time. In the following tens of thousands of years, the number of talismans continued to increase, but they were all patched up and rarely innovated. As for the rules for writing talismans, they were as solid as a rock, and no one dared to change them." If you want to know the greatness of Huangfu Yanghao, you have to mention the history of the Longbin Society. Fu Lin was excited to talk, but the listeners were not interested. Mu Xingqiu did not say a word, and Shouque, who had changed his temperament, said coldly: "The person you are talking about took a different approach and created more powerful rules for writing talismans?" "Well, That can't be said. The method of writing talismans is a rule determined by the previous generation of talisman masters with many years of hard work. It is like the foundation of a mountain and cannot be moved. It is not easy for Mr. Huangfu to make some adjustments halfway up the mountain. "

"It is not easy to survive. Stay away from me and don't make noises in my ears. And you, go and notify everyone in the valley to finish eating, drinking, defecating and urinating within half an hour, and then stand in position to form the formation. Yesterday's water attack was advanced, and today's wood attack is hard to say. Hurry up, now is not the time to relax and rest."

Shouque took away the command without asking. A dozen followers looked at her in surprise, and then looked at General Mu. Seeing that he did not raise any objections, they obeyed the order to organize mortals to form the formation as soon as possible.

Fu Lin stepped aside awkwardly, and Shouque said to Mu Xingqiu, "Are you okay?"

To others, this was a question about how General Mu's body had recovered, but Mu Xingqiu understood that this was a question about whether he could be the master of the formation. He tried to circulate the inner elixir, but they were still spinning slowly and refused to provide more mana, so he shook his head and said, "You come to be the master of the formation."

Shouque walked up to the earthen platform unceremoniously, "You two just stand here, and play with things like talismans. When I say to set up the formation later, you all have to obey orders honestly, understand?"

Mu Xingqiu and Fu Lin nodded at the same time and stood near the earthen platform together.

"General Mu really..." Fu Lin glanced at Shouque who was walking back and forth on the earthen platform thinking about the details of the formation, and did not dare to say anything more.

"The way of the weak does not rely on one person, she can do it well." Mu Xingqiu said that in fact, anyone who had participated in the formation before was qualified to be the master of the formation, but the deeper the mana and the more determined the will, the better the effect of the main formation, and Shouque was the strongest in these two points.

Many people saw Shouque on the platform and were quite surprised. They saw General Mu still standing near the platform, and then they were relieved. Shouque had performed many spells in public and brought back a large number of mortals. The support she received was second only to General Mu. In particular, there were many women and children in the valley, and they felt more friendly to her.

Mu Xingqiu was still interested in the talisman. Fu Lin whispered about it, and Shouque did not interrupt again.

"Pen, ink, paper, and people. The talisman is a tripod, and these four are feet. If one is missing, it will be unstable. If two are missing, it will not stand. If three are missing..." Fu Lin felt a chill at the back of his head. He knew what was going on without looking back. He did not dare to mention the word "missing" again. He coughed twice and continued: "The four feet have their own uses. Using Taoism as an analogy, people are Taoists, ink is Niwan Palace, paper is Jiang Palace, and pen is Xiadantian..."

Fu Lin first talked about the basic knowledge of talismans. These things cannot be changed. As a talisman writer, Huangfu Yanghao specializes in ink.

"There are no less than a thousand kinds of talisman ink, and each kind has different effects when writing talismans. Some talismans must be made with a specific kind of talisman ink to exert their full power, such as... Never mind, let's not talk about this. Mr. Huangfu has a lot of experience in making ink, and most of the content in the book is related to this. He thought of a clever way to directly integrate a talisman into the ink in advance, so that the talisman written with this ink has two functions at the same time, the so-called one stroke, two talismans. When he used mortal blood to make ink, he added a protective talisman, but when he used Master Zhao's blood, he didn't. So when the Dingtianlidi talisman was sacrificed, we were fine, but Master Zhao was injured. Alas, I misunderstood Mr. Huangfu."

Mu Xingqiu recalled Huangfu Yanghao's various expressions at the time, and felt that the talisman writer was more likely to cherish the master's blood too much and dare not add other things to the ink at will, but he is dead, and the truth will never be clear.

Half an hour later, the mortals in the valley began to stand in circles. After dealing with the Five Elements Tribulation for several days in a row, they were all very tired. However, when they thought of the remaining Wood Attack and Dao Fire Attack, they did not dare to complain or slack off.

After the formation is completed, you can't talk casually. Shouque is more strict than General Mu. Fu Lin is still unsatisfied but dare not disobey. He returns the scroll to Mu Xingqiu and points out several talismans, asking him to focus on them.

Mu Xingqiu first looked at the Dingtian Lidi Talisman. Huangfu Yanghao commented on this talisman a lot. He first lamented that blood ink was rare and seemed to disagree with the ban. Then he analyzed the pros and cons of the talisman. In his opinion, the biggest feature of the Dingtian Lidi Talisman is that it is widely spread, but its power is not satisfactory. He came up with several improvement methods that can greatly increase its power, but he didn't get the opportunity to practice it, so it was difficult to prove whether the method was effective.

Dingtian Lidi Talisman is different from ordinary talismans. It is not one talisman, but forty-four talismans, written on the four sides of the tripod, written in sequence, and effective at the same time, which means that it is a high-level formation.

Mu Xingqiu asked Fu Lin for a few paper talismans. He had very little mana now, and his talisman-making skills were rough. He didn't have the fire-making seal on him, so the effect was very poor. The paper talismans turned into ashes in his hands with a hissing sound, and disappeared as soon as they showed a little shape. One of them almost set his sleeve on fire.

The mortals around respected General Mu and felt that everything he did was meaningful, so they didn't dare to judge him. Fu Lin saw that he was clumsy, and he hesitated to speak, and finally turned his head away.

Mu Xingqiu offered a talisman, read a few pages of the book, and slowly figured out the context of writing and offering talismans. An idea slowly emerged in his mind.

He was different from the general talisman masters and practitioners in the world. He had almost lost all his memories of spells, so he didn't have any ready-made rules in his mind. The foundation that Fu Lin thought could not be changed was not so solid for Mu Xingqiu.

Huangfu Yanghao made some changes on the hillside of the talisman, which was enough to surprise and even terrify all the talisman masters in the world. However, Mu Xingqiu followed the talisman master's thoughts and looked deeper, thinking that some basic rules seemed to be able to be changed.

He was meditating there. Shouque had already completed the formation and began to scoop up soil to form images, placing them around one by one. Her magic power was much stronger than Jinchu. The statues she transformed were all exquisite, as if they were fired from a porcelain kiln. The mortals around her shared her magic, and the statues in their hands were much better than before, at least the eyebrows and eyes were clear and the shape was complete.

At noon, when everyone was feeling tired and began to complain in a low voice, Mu Xingqiu suddenly put away the scroll and said to Shouque on the earth platform: "Here it comes."

"Which one?"

"Five Elements Tribulation."

Mu Xingqiu's sensitivity to magic dropped significantly, but it did not disappear completely. He noticed that the bedding spells in the air had a tendency to gather together, so he speculated that the wood attack was coming.

Shouque raised the statue in his hand and wanted to imitate General Mu to say something, but he couldn't find the right words. Finally, he shouted: "It's better to be alive than to die. Everyone should work hard. We can successfully survive the wood attack. No one should be lazy. If I find you, no matter you are male or female, old or young, intentional or unintentional, I will throw you out of the valley and let you fend for yourself!" The new formation master did not have the majesty, solemnity and mercy of General Mu, but her tyranny was effective. Everyone said "dare not" and all of them were refreshed and prepared for battle. Shouque deliberately looked at Mu Xingqiu for a while, and saw that he was also holding the statue made of mud in his hand, so he hummed with satisfaction. There were drums beating from the ground, as if a large army was about to break out of the ground. Although they had experienced four great disasters, everyone's face changed slightly, feeling that they were small and powerless, and their trust in the formation was even deeper. There were still some worries in their hearts, fearing that Shouque's formation was not as proficient as General Mu's. The first wooden attack in the valley appeared on the hillside at the edge, where there were piles of dead trees that fell in the previous five-element disasters. The grass and trees in the valley had long been cleared and piled around. A big tree suddenly jumped out of the woodpile, like a spring, and instantly grew to several feet high. Soon, a large number of new trees grew one after another, all with lush branches and leaves and clusters of flowers.

As long as you don't happen to stand where the trees grow, these trees don't look harmful, but everyone has experience, no one dares to be careless, and recites the sentence "I am" with the master of the formation, ready to fight.

Those new trees grow fast and wither fast. In less than a minute, the flowers and leaves are scattered, and the branches are withered into ash. Countless flowers and leaves float without falling, gradually spreading, they are the weapons of the wooden attack.

A gust of evil wind blew in from outside the valley, sweeping around in circles, getting stronger and stronger, but refusing to leave, rolling up a large number of flowers and leaves, surrounding the mortals in the valley.

Shouque snorted, "The old Taoist is really insidious. He actually teamed up with the Five Elements Tribulation to attack."