In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

"Yes, Master."

Chen Lin stood up and walked to the desk.

No need to say anything, just grab the talisman pen in your hand and start drawing the Qingfeng Talisman.

The mana in the body is still difficult to control.

But I was lucky this time.

After two full strokes, he suddenly lost control.

The master in front frowned slightly, not satisfied with this performance:

"Your magic power still needs to be sharpened. It won't be too late to read the book later."

When Chen Lin heard this, he knew that the master still had some control over the daily activities of the apprentices.

It's not as indifferent as it seems.

He calmly said yes, slowly stepped back, and sat in a daze, as if thinking about sharpening his magic power.

In fact, he was reciting "The Little Sword Art of Geng Jin" in his mind...

There are only five days left before returning to the martial arts world.

What else is there to sharpen your magic power?

No need at all!

In these days, he has additionally strengthened his review of "Geng Jin Xiaojian Jue" and "Introduction to Talisman Technique".

Even if I already know it by heart, I still read it several times a day.

I'm afraid I forgot a word.

Soon, the test is over.

Everyone dispersed.

Return to the house from the top of the mountain.

Chen Lin took the talismans that Yun had raised to Laoshanfang, exchanged them for forty-five spiritual sands, and came back with a new batch of talismans as usual.

As a result, it started to rain heavily on the way back.

Fortunately, he had asked before and found out that the talisman paper was indeed waterproof and would be fine even if soaked in water.

Simply cover your head with the talisman paper and go up the mountain against the rain.

For the next few days, it felt like the rainy season had arrived.

It often rains in the mountains, day and night.

Amidst the continuous rain, the first thing that couldn't hold on was the house built by everyone.

These houses were crude when they were built, so even a little rain would be no problem.

When it rains continuously, water leaks everywhere.

Everyone could only find time to sew and mend.

The same is true for Chen Lin.

But when he is busy, he still takes time to read.

He even found a method in a book to quickly replenish vitality and lay a solid foundation for cultivation for weak mortals.

This is the body that fits the martial arts world!

The vitality over there hasn't been completely replenished yet, and it's already about to break through.

It would be a good thing if a solution could be found here.

Chen Lin looked down hungrily:

"White jade fragrant rice is one of the common spiritual rice. Every kilogram eaten can nourish a ray of vitality... In addition, there are jade lotus seeds, golden scale Qi nourishing pills and other substances that also have this effect..."

After reading the entire article, it introduced dozens of symptomatic natural materials, earthly treasures and miraculous medicines.

Chen Lin closed the book and sighed.

‘It’s hard for me to get these things even here, let alone me in the martial arts world. ’

‘It’s hard to say whether there is such a thing over there! ’

'It would be great if there was a corresponding secret technique...'

I was thinking nonsense in my head and put down the book. The depression in my heart was not over yet.

Suddenly another drop of water fell from the top of the head.

"..."

"well!"

"Next month, I'll learn how to build a house and build another one..."

It rained heavily all night.

Chen Lin held an umbrella in the house and listened to the sound of rain outside, dense and continuous, as if it was about to drown the world. There seemed to be a flash flood in the distance, and the sound of waves suddenly came from the mountains.

The sky is as dark as ink, with lightning and thunder, the night sky is like an abyss divided into countless small pieces by electric snakes, and the mountains are thundering and surging.

Pushing the door open with a squeak.

Chen Lin walked out and took a look, but couldn't tell what time it was.

"However, it should be almost time."

The words just fell.

In the blink of an eye, there was a sudden warmth in front of him.

The thin mana suddenly became abundant.

Every part of the body is like an inflated balloon, and there is a kind of boundary that is about to be breached at any time.

No additional opportunity is required.

It only takes a slight touch from him to cause a sudden explosion...

"came back!"

Looking at the flames in front of me.

Chen Lin glanced at the furnishings in the room. There were two more tables next to the stove, with frozen red deer meat in basins on them, which he had not finished yet.

Back to the martial arts world.

New Year's Day.

"The Geng Jin Small Sword Technique, the essence of Qi refining spells, breathes in the Qi of heaven and earth, and circulates the sun, moon and stars..."

Chen Lin sat in front of the stove, his eyes lowered, and he softly recited the spell formula. The magic power in his body slowly gathered at his fingertips like an arm.

then.

Pop it out gently.

"Qiang!!!"

A golden and silver air sword surged out from the fingertips, drawing air currents in the air, like an invisible storm!

The flames in the stove were extinguished in the gusts of wind, like the wind and rain swaying for a long time.

Turn the sword into gas!

Chen Lin opened his dark eyes, looked at it for a moment, and then flicked his fingertips again.

The clanging sword sound trembled in the dilapidated wooden house.

There was a strong wind in the house, and sparks were flying.

More than ten air swords were formed by snapping fingers, and connected into a sword net in the air. As the mind floated, they circled around the body like a starry sky.

The qi sword in front of him is about the length of a palm, and it contains sharp momentum, with cold light overflowing from every inch.

"This amount is not my limit yet, but there is no need to try again."

Chen Lin murmured, and his eyes turned to the red deer legs that had frozen into ice on the table.

He casually flicked his fingers at the air sword in front of him.

Clang!

The sword light flashed.

The deer leg broke in two in the blink of an eye.

Then the gold and silver qi sword flipped through the air, turned into a gold and silver sword shadow, and quickly returned to Chen Lin.

"It's no problem to control the sword with Qi."

"I wonder if the two coachmen I saw that day could block my sword?"

Chen Lin recalled the two powerful rickshaw drivers he saw in Shanshi before.

Now he finally has other means besides spells.

"At least I changed my job from assistant to mage... Even if I encounter an emergency in the future and I don't have a charm on me, I won't be in a hurry."

The spell that I had been worrying about for a month was finally successfully practiced.

Chen Lin's mood improved a lot, and he hummed a tune while disposing of the deer legs he had just cut off.

There are convenient places and inconvenient times in winter in the snow-capped mountains.

A large natural icehouse is very convenient for storing various meats, just place it by the window.

But after the meat is frozen into ice cubes, it is difficult to handle.

Before, Chen Lin bought a saw to process these pieces of meat. The process was very troublesome, and he often lost his hands. Later, he used a heating method.

But now that we have the Gengjin Small Sword Technique, we can just use magic to solve it.

The sword flashed and split into two parts.

Such behavior may be too extravagant for a body in the world of immortality.

But when it comes to the martial arts world, it seems just right.

Listen to the excited New Year screams of Little Carrot next door.

Chen Lin calmly finished most of the deer leg.

From time to time, he would sit cross-legged and absorb the vitality.

Although the body's vitality cannot be completely replenished, it can be replenished as much as it can before a breakthrough.

After returning to the martial arts world, many things went much smoother.

The house is good.

Rain will not drop from the top of your head at any time.

Cultivation also went smoothly.

Be it a spell or a spell.

Have a good night's sleep.

The first thing I woke up the next day.

There was a burst of noisy voices outside.

There seems to be one from my aunt among them.

"Could it be that my aunt's husband, Uncle Ping, has returned from logging in the mountains?"

Chen Lin opened the door.

I found it was quite lively outside.

The aunt held the radish in her arms, and the family in the village who dug ginseng and collected medicinal herbs rarely left the house. The seven members of the family were digging in the snow, forming a large circle.

In addition, there are many strangers.

Chen Lin squinted his eyes and suddenly spotted a rather familiar figure:

"Uncle Sheng?"

The man who looked like a little old man was none other than Uncle Sheng, a gambler who had been taken to the county town for the winter.