Hearing what Liu Yuanming said, Xue Chen smiled casually, picked up a pine wood magic bead with his left hand, held a silver hook pen in his right hand, and glanced at the magic spell on the piece of paper spread on the bed.
Word.
"call."
After taking a breath, the silver hook pen landed on the magic bead and carved it with all his strength.
Liu Yuanming watched carefully from the side. When he saw Xue Chen's first stroke, he nodded with satisfaction. He felt that Xue Chen's painting was still up to standard, and his wrist was very powerful and sensitive.
After finishing the first stroke, Xue Chen immediately started to draw the second stroke. But just as he was about to draw the second stroke, the pen tip suddenly slipped and drew a white mark on the magic bead.
Liu Yuanming comforted him: "It doesn't matter. It's my first time. The first stroke just now was very good."
Xue Chen nodded without saying anything, picked up the second bead directly, and continued to carve. This time, he successfully completed three consecutive strokes, but still failed.
"There is only a little connection between the second and third strokes, and they are inseparable, and your contact is too tight." Liu Yuanming guided, paused and continued, "Of course there is another important point, even if
Even if everything is done perfectly, it may not be successful.”
Xue Chen already understood in his heart that the prerequisite for success was not to make any mistakes, but even if he completed the three steps perfectly, he might not succeed, and the chance of success was still very small.
Two beads were scrapped in a row. Xue Chen didn't care at all. He reached out and picked up the third one and started sketching it immediately. Maybe it was because he was in a relaxed mood and didn't have too many requirements for success or failure, so this time he felt
Extremely smooth.
When he finished the second stroke and was halfway through the third stroke, Xue Chen suddenly felt something shocking to his heart. There was spiritual energy suddenly generated and condensed on the tip of the pen!
"Aura!" Xue Chen looked at the tip of the silver hook pen in surprise, and a ball of aura suddenly appeared.
But he didn't have time to be happy, because he paused for a moment, and the spiritual energy suddenly completely dissipated in the next moment, as if it had never appeared.
"this……"
Just when Xue Chen was lost in thought, Liu Yuanming asked in surprise: "Xue Chen, why did you stop writing suddenly? I just felt that your first two strokes were very good."
Xue Chen took a deep breath and said with twinkling eyes: "I suddenly had a little accident just now."
When he picked up the fourth bead, Xue Chen calmed down and began to draw again. When he started the third stroke, he once again felt the spiritual energy at the top of the silver pen tip where it touched the bead.
Condensation was generated, and with the third stroke, the amount of spiritual energy increased. Just before the third stroke was completed, Xue Chen's heart could not help but beat violently.
"Will it really succeed?"
Xue Chen was a little worried. He thought he could succeed, but when the third stroke was about to be completed, the spiritual energy suddenly dissipated and disappeared.
"how so?"
Xue Chen couldn't figure it out and was very upset. The aura had obviously appeared, so how could it disappear again? It felt like a piece of gold appeared on the ground in front of him. He was about to bend down to pick it up, but suddenly the gold grew wings and flew away. Unexpectedly,
I don't know how depressing it is.
Liu Yuanming thought that Xue Chen was depressed because of the failure, so he comforted him, then walked aside and stopped staring at Xue Chen making the magic weapon.
And Xue Chen was no longer in a hurry to move the last bead, but sat silently by the bed, recalling the entire process of the appearance and disappearance of the spiritual energy just now.
The aura appeared as he drew the Dharma words on the pine wood, but why did it disappear? Xue Chen carefully recalled the moment when the aura disappeared at the tip of the pen.
He suddenly thought of something. With the help of ancient jade, he could feel the appearance and disappearance of spiritual energy, but many other Feng Shui masters did not have this advantage. They might also fall short in the end like him, but they just didn't know it.
So he realized that making a magic weapon might not be as difficult as the legend said. At least he was only a little bit successful. As long as he could find out the cause of the final problem, he might be able to successfully make the meditation beads.
"But what's the problem?"
Xue Chen lowered his head and thought quietly in his heart.
After thinking for more than ten minutes, he still had no clue, and finally decided to try again, maybe he could find the problem!
One stroke, two strokes, and on the third stroke, the spiritual energy once again appeared on the tip of the pen and condensed. When the third stroke was about to be completed, Xue Chen roared in his heart: It will definitely succeed, it will definitely succeed, the spiritual energy will not disappear again.
!
The third stroke is done!
When he finished the third stroke, he breathed heavily unknowingly. Although it was just three simple strokes, he seemed to have performed a vigorous exercise.
He stared blankly at the pine beads in his hand. When he felt the aura emanating from the beads from the inside out, his heart started to tremble. He couldn't believe his feelings and couldn't believe that he had actually succeeded!
"Succeeded? I really succeeded!"
Xue Chen was so excited that all the pores in his body opened, his body trembled slightly, and his face burst into joy.
When the third stroke was completed, he felt that the spiritual energy condensed on the tip of the pen did not dissipate this time, but poured into the beads! For a moment, he could not help but feel happy inside.
But why is it successful?
Recalling everything just now, Xue Chen felt that he had done nothing more than the fourth time. If there was more, it was the belief that he would succeed...
Seeing Xue Chen sitting there dumbly after using up the fifth bead, Wang Deliang said: "Assistant Xue, don't be discouraged. Didn't Mr. Liu say it? It's difficult to make a magic weapon.
A Feng Shui master may only succeed a few times in his life."
Liu Yuanming nodded in agreement: "When every Feng Shui master makes a magic weapon, he has long been mentally prepared for failure, and has never thought that he will definitely succeed, so you..."
When Xue Chen heard Liu Yuanming's words, he was suddenly moved. He raised his head and blurted out: "Maybe this is the reason why it keeps failing!"
"Huh? Xue Chen, what did you say?" Liu Yuanming was confused.
Xue Chen held the Jingxin Bead that had become a real magic weapon, squinted his eyes, and asked: "Mr. Liu, what were you thinking about before you successfully made the Jingxin Bead?"
Liu Yuanming didn't know why Xue Chen suddenly asked such a strange question. He recalled it and said: "I really don't remember what I was thinking about before successfully making the meditation bead. It was already more than ten years ago.
There is only one thing that I remember clearly. That day our family went shopping, and my son wanted to buy a pair of sneakers. However, I had not received a job for half a year at that time, and I did not have the money to buy it. My son cried a lot. I really
I felt very guilty, and when I went back to make the meditation beads, I thought I would successfully make one today, and it turned out to be true."
After listening to Liu Yuanming's words, Xue Chen nodded thoughtfully. He had a faint feeling that he had grasped the key point, which was faith.
If he guessed correctly, if you want to successfully create a magic weapon and keep the condensed spiritual energy from disappearing, you may have to have the belief that it will definitely succeed!
But Xue Chen felt that his success could not be just because of this factor. Otherwise, if he only had the belief in success, the magic weapon would not be so rare, but what else could be the reason? For a moment, he had no clue and could not think of it.
Any possibility.
At this time, Wang Deliang pointed to the four beads beside Xue Chen and the one in his hand and said: "Assistant Xue, why don't you give it to me as a souvenir for my business trip to Hengchuan? Although the making of the magic weapon failed, it looks quite beautiful.
I'll take it back and give it to my little daughter to play with."
Xue Chen's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "You can take the other four if you want, but not this one."
"Why..." Wang Deliang failed to think about what else to do, but when he saw Xue Chen's cherished look, his eyes widened, "Assistant Xue, you can't mean this last one... success
Already?"
After hearing Wang Deliang's words, Liu Yuanming blurted out: "It's impossible."
Xue Chen saw the disbelief on Liu Yuanming's face and the half-belief on Wang Deliang's face. He held the bead in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and asked: "If I say that the last one is successful, will you believe it?"
"Psychologically, I very much hope that Assistant Xue will succeed, but..." Wang Deliang smiled and did not say any more, obviously not believing that Xue Chen would really succeed.
Liu Yuanming laughed aloud and found a way out for Xue Chen: "Xue Chen, making a magic weapon is a laborious matter. It cannot be achieved overnight. You need to take your time. What you just did is already very good.
Already."
Seeing the two people saying this, Xue Chen laughed and said seriously: "The last one, I really succeeded."
Wang Deliang looked at Xue Chen carefully, then turned his attention to Liu Yuanming, obviously still dubious. Just now he heard the two talking about magical weapons, how rare and precious they were, and how difficult to make them successfully.
Now I have just practiced it for the first time and it has been successful. Is it possible?
In particular, he had just seen with his own eyes that Xue Chen had "cut corners" and used tap water instead if there was no mountain spring water. Normally it would take an hour, but Xue Chen only took half an hour, just for fun.
Well.
Liu Yuanming didn't believe that Xue Chen really succeeded, but when he saw Xue Chen's serious expression, he took two steps forward and said, "Xue Chen, are you sure you succeeded? Show it to me.
"
"Well, I think Mr. Liu can roughly feel whether it was successful or not." Xue Chen handed over the successfully made meditation beads.
After receiving the Jingxin Bead, Liu Yuanming first held it tightly in his hand, then raised his hand and placed it on his chest, closing his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling something carefully.
Chapter completed!