Hu Qing pulled Hu Nuan to the study room on the second floor: "Don't you know how to draw those explosive talisman, explosive talisman, and freezing talisman? Draw it for mom to see."
Hu Nuan saw yellow talisman papers everywhere on the table and floor, and was surprised: "Mom, you are also drawing talismans. Why don't I recognize them?"
"Mom hasn't succeeded yet. You can draw it for Mom's reference."
The utensils on the table were too small to be used for hand warmers. Hu Qing cleared the table and took out her own set of utensils.
At first glance, Hu Qing was inevitably sour.
Their talisman pens are thin and carved from purple jade. There are beautiful patterns on the body of the pen. The tip of the pen is made of shiny silver-white fur from an unknown spiritual animal. The cinnabar is contained in a special cylinder made of white jade. When using, put the pen into
Once dipped in it, the tip of the pen is just covered with no more than no less, and the nozzle will automatically recycle the excess cinnabar.
The talisman paper used is golden in color, thin and stiff, and it seems to be of high quality at first glance.
Tsk, my direct disciple is so jealous.
Hu Nuan swish and swish first formed an explosive talisman. Hu Qing watched them learn this and he was very familiar with it. He picked up the talisman and put it aside, nodding.
Swish, swish, a Explosive Flame Talisman.
Swish, swish, another ice sealing talisman.
They all succeeded. With Hu Qing's current eyesight, he can see the faint spiritual power flowing on the cinnabar runes on the talisman paper, just like a small cycle. The spiritual power on the explosive talisman is sharp, the spiritual power on the explosive talisman is hot, and the spiritual power on the ice talisman is hot.
Strength leads to coldness.
The five elements are interdependent. Theoretically speaking, as long as there is spiritual power, everything can be converted, and there are bonuses such as magic weapons. Therefore, this kind of basic talisman can be achieved by almost everyone as long as it is learned. It is different from basic low-level elixirs and basic low-level elixirs.
Most people can also refine a magic weapon.
It's just that as the level increases, the difficulty becomes less easy to overcome, and more spiritual power needs to be injected. It's not that the same attributes are not easy to achieve.
Hu Qing stared at the three talismans and studied them. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that they were not the same thing as what he had learned.
For example, Hu Nuan's three talismans have very precise effects, including explosive, fire and freezing. And the one she studied - attack, is the range too large?
Moreover, these two kinds of runes seem to be ghost-drawing charms, but after careful analysis, it seems that they are not from the same family? Not the same school?
Silk cloth: Nonsense. They are products of the lower world and are only suitable for the lower world. They will have to learn again after arriving in the fairy world. What you are learning now is already the inheritance of the fairy world.
Hu Qing said to himself: I feel like I am more advanced.
Silk cloth: You finally grew eyes.
Hu Nuan asked her: "Mom, what talisman did you draw?"
Hu Qing immediately said: "Mom was just drawing random things for fun. Don't tell anyone, not even your master, not good friends, not even in your dreams."
Hu Nuan covered her mouth: "Mom, can I talk while I'm sleeping?"
Hu Qing: "No."
She thought to herself that she would wait until she had learned it and was sure it was a good thing before teaching it to her daughter.
Hu Qing still lacks confidence. Silk cloth is so good at blowing. What if these things of hers are not comparable to the inheritance of Chao Huazong? Don't lose the watermelon just because of sesame seeds.
Hu Qing took out the photo stone she bought and asked Hu Nuan to draw it again. She recorded it and learned slowly by herself.
Hu Nuan suddenly remembered: "Mom, do you want to learn how to use snow to control storms?"
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment, what?
"It just makes the snowflakes fly up, like the Snow Queen." Hu Nuan gestured with his hands, stamped his feet, and threw his two little arms back.
Hu Qing Hei Xian, are you building a castle? Why do you pretend to be a magical princess as a young monk who cultivates the immortal system? The Ice and Snow Queen can't fly with a sword.
"Mom can't learn. Mom doesn't have ice spiritual roots. Mom is the Queen of Gold and Fire."
Hu Nuan asked several questions: "Then what kind of magic does mom know?"
Hu Qingwu is speechless and still has magic. That is not the same system as ours.
She thought for a while, stretched out her hand, and a ball of red flame jumped out: "Mom can bake sweet potatoes."
Hu Nuan clapped her hands and said happily: "Mom is so amazing. What a beautiful fire. I want it too."
Hu Qing said: "Learn from your master, your master knows everything."
Qiao Yu:...fellow Taoist is not authentic.
When the family of three huddled together on the same bed, Hu Qing hugged Hu Nuan and listened to her endless chatter, he gradually found out all the things about her. The children's lives were colorful, so Qiao Yu was quite fond of his apprentice.
Heart, and it turns out that the little thing used it to challenge the sky thunder with the snow-torture storm.
Hu Qing had a thought in his mind: If it were him, what would be the result if he used the character "Zhu" to attack Tianlei?
Silk cloth: How about it? Some people can defeat the thunder with their strong bones, while some people are turned into ashes by the lightning.
I don’t know how long my brain has grown, but I can only think about such things at this time. I don’t even want to think about the identity of a person who fights against Tianlei.
Hu Nuan pestered Hu Qing to ask her to learn it, and gave her advice: "Mom, you use sparks instead of snowflakes. When the time comes, I will fly the snowflakes, and you will fly the sparks. It looks great."
Silk cloth: Confirmed. My biological son and my mother both dare to think so.
But Hu Qing thinks it makes sense. Snowflakes and sparks are all flowers, and they are all controlled by spiritual power. Yes, learn.
Hu Nuan sat up and said, "Mom, let me teach you."
Her original words were: "You do this first, then this, then this, then that - that's all."
Hu Qing: "..."
My old mother has overestimated you. Your statement—doesn’t Chaohua Sect have a composition class?
She said calmly: "Okay, Mom has learned, let's go to bed quickly."
This way, that way, this way, lullaby.
But Hu Nuan thought that Hu Qing had learned it, and her mother was really awesome: "Okay, mom, let's fly flowers together tomorrow."
Hu Qing agreed, and she wasn't afraid of just flying a few sparks.
Hu Qing has his own way of fooling children.
On the other side of the busy night street, Qiao Yu calmed down and strolled around. His face was covered with a white mask with red outline, which was the face of the Night God.
Many of the passers-by who passed by were wearing various masks.
Monks also need to relax, and there are also those who are intoxicated, so there is a night street in the city that is more lively and noisy than during the day.
He rarely came to Fangshi. Even when he was a child, he was the kind of disciple who didn't like to have fun. Firstly, he really preferred to practice, and secondly, he really didn't think there was much fun in playing.
I have followed the master here several times, I have also carried out missions in Fang City, and I have also caught demons who infiltrated Fang City. In short, I have never wandered around without any restraint and purpose like now.
In other words, he, Master Yuanying, has no place to stay in Fangshi.
Of course, it's not true. Is there any good place left for his family in Chaohua Zong's territory? It's just that Qiao Yu has a lot on his mind and doesn't want to bother others, nor does he want others to bother him.
As soon as Hu Nuan woke up, he checked again and found that there was still nothing wrong. This time, there was no need for his disciple to apply. He took the initiative to send the person back in person, without even bothering to eat.
The Snow Storm was left behind by the old member of the Chaohua Sect who was possessed by demons and ascended to the throne. There were several other things left by the Xudong in the door. He and Yu Liuya went to check them all, but found nothing abnormal.
