Zhang Lin no longer knew how much yellow paper and cinnabar he had used, but halfway through writing, a thought in his mind told him that he could no longer draw the thunder talisman.
Zhang Lin didn't believe in evil a few times before, but when the talisman was destroyed and his hand was struck by lightning several times, he became honest and returned to the step of describing it.
Looking at the ruined thunder talisman on the table, Zhang Lin helplessly shook his head and said: "If I had known this, I should have studied more talisman making in the past few years!"
"Master, it's time to rest!"
When Zhang Lin stopped writing, the old housekeeper's voice sounded appropriately. When Zhang Lin heard this, he saw that he was already in bed, so he stopped writing to wash up and rest.
Zhang Jue took this opportunity to come to the place where Zhang Lin was drawing talisman. He looked at the yellow paper on the table and the purple sandalwood table that was scorched by lightning. He slightly raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: "Thunder Talisman... When did the young master learn to make talismans?"
, it is also the thunder talisman with the most violent attack power among the talismans.
I thought about picking up the water-gathering talisman drawn on the side and looking at it carefully: the talisman pattern is smooth, the writing power is strong, and the relaxation is moderate. Although it is only a top-grade ordinary grade, it is rare.
When did the young master get this talent? Where has he been these past few days after he disappeared? Is it related to those mice?
No, if it’s related, he knows that the young master doesn’t eat fish but those mice don’t? Also, where did his fused blood come from?’
"Grandpa Jue, what are you doing?"
After coming back from washing, Zhang Lin saw Zhang Jue standing by the desk, holding the talisman he drew and looking at where he was, so he couldn't help but ask.
When Zhang Jue saw Zhang Lin coming back, he calmly put away the water-gathering talisman and said with a slight smile: "Nothing, I'm just curious about why Brother Lin suddenly remembered to draw the talisman. Don't tell me, the painting is quite decent. Compared with
Some masters are pretty good."
Zhang Lin heard the words and said with a smile: "Grandpa Jue, please don't boast. You don't know how much I weigh. I drew this talisman purely as a hobby." As he said this, he walked to the desk, picked up the Zhang Shui Shui Talisman and tore it open:
"You see, with such a small amount of power, such a huge power explodes. I am so weak, these talismans can just make up for my cultivation.
I just thought about making some powerful talismans to keep close to me, and in future fights, I would just throw them at him."
Zhang Jue: "...It's too dangerous to draw talismans. If young master needs it, I will buy a bunch of them for you tomorrow."
Zhang Lin said nonchalantly: "What is not dangerous these days? Grandpa Jue, just leave it alone. At worst, you will just watch from the side when I draw the talisman. With you in charge, what danger can there be?"
Talismans are not cheap, so I don’t want to waste money on them. Besides, I have to find something to do, otherwise just practicing and studying would be too boring and not good for my character."
"Okay!" Zhang Jue said with a smile: "Since you are interested, young master, I will accompany you."
"Hey! That's a good feeling!" Zhang Lin pointed to the thunder talisman drawn on the talisman paper and said, "Grandpa Jue, help me look at this talisman. When I drew it, I felt that I could draw it, but the strokes made it clear.
, they often fail half way through, what’s the matter?”
Zhang Jue heard this, looked at the talisman paper, then looked at Zhang Lin and said, "Is this the Five Thunder Talisman?"
Then he denied it: "But it doesn't look like it!"
Zhang Lin took the talisman and explained: "Grandpa Jue, this is the thunder talisman, not the five thunder talisman. Although they are very similar, the early power of this thunder talisman is much greater than the five thunder talisman."
"Really?" Zhang Jue asked curiously: "The thunder talisman? I haven't heard of it yet. Does it attract thunder and lightning? Isn't it very dangerous to use it?"
He said to dissuade Zhang Lin: "Master, the thunder in the sky is different from the five thunders. Not only is it powerful, but it attacks indiscriminately. It's too dangerous. Let's change the talisman!"
If you like it, I will go to the tribe and ask the Taoist masters to come and let them teach you how to draw."
"Grandpa Jue, don't worry, I'm not stupid."
Zhang Lin took the talisman and explained: "This talisman is used with the user's blood, so the thunder it attracts will not attack the user. Of course, if it is used in water, I cannot guarantee it.
.”
"That's right!" Zhang Jue said with a smile: "I'm old and can't keep up with you young people, but the young master said it's not dangerous, so the young master can paint if he wants. It's a pity that this fine purple sandalwood has been stained
Unrecognizable..."
Zhang Lin: "..."
Seeing Zhang Lin looking depressed at the unrecognizable table, Zhang Jue laughed and said: "I can't draw symbols, and I don't know much about these things, but the young master also knows that I also like to play chess and practice calligraphy. From the calligraphy
From a perspective, although the talisman that the young master described seems to be what it is, it only has its shape and not its spirit.
I think it’s because of this that the young master often fails to continue in the middle of a painting.”
Zhang Lin frowned and said, "Grandpa Jue, are you saying that the shape I drew is similar to the spirit?"
Zhang Jue nodded and said: "As the saying goes: it is difficult to paint the skin of a person but the bones. Although the young master's talisman has its shape and the talisman has been kept in mind, it does not have its spirit and its true meaning.
I want to solve this problem. If the young master draws this talisman again, he will definitely get divine help and the result will be successful."
Zhang Lin hurriedly asked: "Grandpa Jue, how can this... be solved?"
Zhang Jue shook his head and said: "There is nothing I can do about it."
Zhang Lin frowned when he heard this and thought of something again: "Grandpa Jue, how do you practice calligraphy?"
Zhang Jue asked doubtfully: "Practice calligraphy?"
"Yes!" Zhang Lin said: "Since Grandpa Jue, you said it's because I look like a god but not a god, it should have something in common with calligraphy. If I can practice calligraphy to the point where man and nature are as one as Grandpa Jue, think about it again.
Drawing talisman also gets twice the result with half the effort."
"That's a pity!" Zhang Jue said: "In addition to talent, calligraphy can only be learned and practiced hard.
I have been practicing calligraphy for decades, and now I am respected by everyone as a master. I am not even close to being a great master. The young master wants to enter the talisman path through calligraphy."
Zhang Jue sighed three times and said: "It's difficult! It's difficult! It's difficult!"
Zhang Lin said firmly: "No matter how difficult it is, you have to try. This is not only the thunder talisman of Guanxi, but also other talismans in the future.
Today's suffering is only for tomorrow's luck. Otherwise, every time I draw a new talisman in the future, it will take a year and a half, or even ten and a half years to complete the form and spirit of the painting. Then my whole life will be wasted on talismans.
One of them?"
Zhang Jue heard this and agreed: "What the young master said makes some sense."
Seeing that Zhang Jue agreed with his opinion, Zhang Lin took a step back and bowed: "Please teach me, Grandpa Jue!"
When Zhang Jue saw him, he quickly helped Zhang Lin up and said, "Master, please get up quickly. This is absolutely impossible."
Zhang Lin stood up, looked at Zhang Jue and said: "Grandpa Jue, you are a master of calligraphy, please teach me!"
Zhang Jue shook his head and sighed: "Young master, it's not because I don't want to teach you. The young master is practicing calligraphy for the purpose of practicing talismans in the future, so I can't teach you."
Zhang Lin wondered: "What's the point?"
Zhang Jue said: "My humble calligraphy is fortunate enough to be respected by my colleagues and respected as a master, but what I practice is the thin gold style of calligraphy.
The young master is practicing calligraphy in order to draw talismans, so what he should practice is cursive writing, so I can't teach him, but I don't dare to mess up the young master's plan."
Zhang Lin frowned when he heard this and said: "That's right... But what you said, Grandpa Jue, makes sense. To draw talismans, the most suitable calligraphy is cursive script. But if there is cursive script, would you like to accept an older disciple like me?"
Zhang Jue laughed when he heard this and said: "Young master, don't worry, I have already taken care of this matter!"
Chapter completed!