After waking up from his thoughts, Fei Jingting saw Zhang Leyao placing a low table in front of him with tea sets he found on it.
I stood up and picked up the rattan thermos on the table. The hot water poured into the teapot, and the fragrance immediately overflowed.
Zhang Leyao said: "The boiling water was boiled half an hour ago. I think the temperature is just right at this time."
With bare hands, he played with the tea set, washed the tea and brewed it, with flowing water, as if it had its own rhythm. A cup of tea was pushed in front of Fei Jingting, and Zhang Leyao said: "Mr. Fei, please."
Fei Jingting couldn't resist the warm hospitality. He picked up the tea cup and tasted it. He felt a lingering aftertaste, but he had never tasted this taste before.
"What kind of tea is this?"
Zhang Leyao said: "I picked the wild tea myself, and I put some fragrant slices in it."
"Good tea." After drinking it all, Fei Jingting asked again: "Miss Zhang, I heard that my brother has a purple talisman in his hand to protect his life and body... What kind of purple talisman is this?"
Zhang Leyao then said: "It was passed down by the heavenly masters of the past generations, and it was nourished by magic power every day. When it is passed down to this day, this talisman turns purple under the sunlight, so it is a purple talisman."
In addition to the yellow talisman, there are indeed talismans of other colors. The talisman passed down by the Tianshi Mansion is the spiritual talisman passed down by the previous generation of Taoist masters. The younger generations use magic power to nourish them every day, and the yellow talisman gradually changes, and the blue talisman is the blue talisman.
, the purple one is the purple talisman, in addition there are red talisman and gold talisman.
Generally speaking, the darker the color, the greater the power of the spell. But it is not absolute. Some purple charms can seal spells that are not as good as blue charms at the beginning. Then, even if they are strengthened a bit after use, they may not be as good as blue charms.
symbol.
The Shangqing sect's talismans are divided in another way. Maoshan divides the talismans according to the color of the talisman paper materials, which are divided into five colors: yellow, blue, purple, silver and gold. The golden talismans are the most powerful and require higher standards for the caster. At the same time,
The more mana is consumed.
Silver comes next, purple and blue come next, and yellow charms are the lowest.
Zhang Leyao's third uncle had close contacts with the Shangqing sect. According to Zhang Leyao's third uncle, since the middle of the Ming Dynasty in Maoshan, there were very few people who could draw purple symbols; by the time of the Qing Dynasty, even those who could draw blue symbols could not
Nowadays, in the three palaces and five temples of the Shangqing ancestral court, only one person can draw the blue talisman in a hundred years. The rest are mediocre and can only draw the yellow talisman.
The spells of Maoshan and Longhushan can still be used, but the spells of Jingming Sect cannot be used.
Fei Jingting was deep in thought, he attained enlightenment and became an immortal, soared away. Where did he ascend to? Heaven? What is heaven?
Looking at the blue sky through the glass window, it is certain that this so-called sky is definitely not the sky in the true sense.
Even after ascension, those with great power can use themselves as a bridge to help the disciples of the younger generation communicate with the world; for those with a little bit of help, they will lose the ability to become a bridge as soon as the world changes.
Fei Jingting became more and more curious about where the Taoist seniors went after their ascension. Unfortunately, the Taoist canon only records the deeds of the seniors who ascended, and there is no record of any cases of their ascension and return to the human world.
At a certain moment, Fei Jingting even felt a little scared. Could this so-called ascension mean that he had become a part of the laws of heaven and earth?
Those with advanced magical powers who gained enlightenment first took away the most basic laws, so they are still able to take care of their children, nephews and descendants; those who ascended late can only pick up some scraps and turn them into less important laws. When the heaven and earth change, these laws will follow.
dissipate.
I can't think about it anymore, it's almost terrifying to think about it any more.
At this moment, Zhang Leyao played the transverse flute. The melodious sound of the flute, like a whisper, gradually calmed Fei Jingting's anxiety.
After a piece of music was played, Fei Jingting frowned and praised: "It sounds good. What kind of music is this?"
Zhang Leyao smiled lightly and said: "It was originally a piano piece, but I changed it to a flute tune, which makes it a little less interesting. As for the title of the piece... I'll tell you next time."
Zhang Leyao had a quiet and elegant temperament, but this smile was like the blooming plum blossoms in winter, which made Fei Jingting slightly absent-minded for a moment.
After coming back to his senses, Fei Jingting hurriedly checked the time, stood up and said, "Thank you, Miss Zhang, for clarifying my doubts. It's time for me to leave. Let's talk next time."
Zhang Leyao waved his hand casually: "Mr. Fei, please go slowly, I won't send you away."
"Stay."
Fei Jingting left the infirmary, feeling a little weird. Zhang Leyao changed his aggressive attitude that day, and became extremely comfortable getting along with him. However, this first impression was not good, and it was extremely difficult to reverse it. Fei Jingting only felt that
Zhang Leyao's performance at this time was more like pretending.
Mr. Yan is kind and generous, Fei Jingting can't leave Beichen University now, and Zhang Leyao has joined Beichen University again. In this case, you only need to stick to your heart and treat him as a colleague with whom you can talk.
With the plan in mind, he was about to go upstairs when he saw Yang Yu running down in a panic.
"Huh? What are you hiding from?"
"Teacher Fei!" Yang Yu glanced back and then said: "Mr. Yan is here."
Fei Jingting was puzzled. Mr. Yan came as soon as he came. What's the need to panic?
"No more, I'm leaving first. I'll see you later, Teacher Fei."
Yang Yu ran away quickly.
Fei Jingting climbed up the stairs and met Mr. Yan as soon as he reached the second floor.
"Jingting, I was looking for you."
"Hello, Mr. Yan."
Mr. Yan pulled Fei Jingting aside and whispered: "There is a salon on Sunday afternoon. Can Jingting go with me?"
"salon?"
"Miss Zhu San is here to host a gathering of celebrities and rich people. I want to take the opportunity to beg for alms. Jingting is our signature spot in Beichen. If you go, the alms will be done twice the result with half the effort."
Fei Jingting went to a salon once and found it boring. However, since Mr. Yan invited him and it was for the purpose of persuading donations, it was hard for Fei Jingting to refuse.
So he nodded and agreed.
"Okay, I will definitely go then."
"That's good." Mr. Yan was very pleased. He immediately said, "I heard from Shouchun that Jingting donated 20,000 pounds before?"
"There is such a thing."
Mr. Yan said with emotion: "Jingting still needs to save some money for self-defense. Although Beichen has difficulty running a school, it is not so bad that it cannot be revealed."
Did Mr. Yan think that he was selling the pot? No wonder Mr. Yan misunderstood him. In March, he went to Mr. Yan to apply for a job and directly said that he had no money. Mr. Yan immediately advanced fifty yuan in salary.
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It's only been more than half a year, and I spent 20,000 pounds all at once, which is 150,000 pounds. I am afraid that I have changed the place and thought it was a swindle.
Fei Jingting couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I still have money on me."
"That's good."
Seeing that Mr. Yan was about to leave, Fei Jingting couldn't help being curious and hurriedly called out: "Mr. Yan, I just saw Yang Yu running away in a panic. When I asked, he said that Mr. Yan was here... What's wrong with Yang Yu?"
Avoiding you?"
Mr. Yan suddenly stared and said, "This kid ran away? I'm still looking everywhere for him!"
Speaking of Yang Yu, Mr. Yan was not angry at all. In his early years, Beichen Middle School was famous throughout the country. Six years ago, Yang Yu came from Shengjing to be famous. At that time, Yang Yu, a young man with a majestic appearance, a dignified appearance, and a very good reputation.
Appreciated by Mr. Yan.
Hearing that his family was poor, he took a job copying lecture notes so that he could earn some income. In the second year, the school waived Yang Yu's tuition and fees, making him the only free student in Beichen Middle School.
Mr. Yan became more and more interested in Yang Yu's character and talent, so he deliberately betrothed his 16-year-old daughter, who was studying at Beiman Middle School, to this student.
At that time, Yang Yu refused Mr. Yan's kindness on the grounds that he was still young and should concentrate on his studies.
Now a few years have passed since then, and Yang Yu is already in his early twenties. Mr. Yan plans to bring up the old matter again. When Yang Yu doesn't like it, he turns around and runs away.
Fei Jingting was stunned when he heard this. How dare something like this happen to Yang Yu?
Not to mention that attending school is free, but the school director also wants to marry off his daughter. It’s not too much to say that he is a child of luck, right?
After talking about old things, Mr. Yan complained: "I just asked him, and I didn't force him to marry my daughter. Why would he hide from me when he saw her?"
What could Fei Jingting say? He could only feel relieved and said: "Mr. Yan, let the young people handle their own affairs."
Mr. Yan nodded: "Forget it, I won't care about it anymore."
This day passed, and everything went smoothly for several days in a row.
On Saturday night, Fei Jingting spent the whole night beating the magic sword. The remaining true energy poured into the magic sword, flowed rapidly, and was withdrawn into the meridians.
With such rapid circulation, the sword embryo began to heat up little by little.
It was scorching hot, but the sword embryo did not turn red. Fei Jingting controlled the speed of the infuriating flow, which was the heat, then freed his right hand, wrapped the infuriating energy, clenched his fist and started beating it little by little.
Unlike a forging hammer, when the fist wrapped with true energy hits the sword embryo, it only makes a muffled sound. The sword embryo expands and takes shape bit by bit amidst the muffled sound.
In fact, the sword embryo was already formed yesterday, but Fei Jingting had some trouble using it, so he continued to modify it today.
The magic sword forging technique involves heating with true energy and beating it with true energy. The magic sword forged will naturally match the forger's own true energy.
Withdrawing his fist, Fei Jingting made a palm with his right hand and placed it on the sword, stroking it little by little. The blade of the sword made an unpleasant scratching sound. If he hadn't told you earlier, several women in the room would have come over to watch.
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The blade of the sword gradually became sharper with a scratching sound. After a long time, Fei Jingting finally stopped his hand when he saw that his true energy could no longer be sustained.
The long sword in his hand is more than three feet long. It is bladed on one side. The surface of the sword is dark, the edge is blue, and the tip is sharp. This sword is not so much a sword as it is a straight sword.
Holding it in his hand and waving it gently, Fei Jingting felt extremely advantageous.
Opening and closing his eyes, the energy around him fell into his mind, and he noticed a flying insect crossing the ceiling. Fei Jingting waved his long blade, the green sword light flashed, and the flying insect was chopped into two by the sword light in mid-air.
He put the sword in his hand and whirled gently. He flicked it with his fingers, which caused the sword to roar. Fei Jingting praised with satisfaction: "Good!"
At this moment, Fu Yunzhao pushed the door open and saw the sword that had been formed, and asked: "Brother Jingting, have you finished your magic sword?"