At first, the people who listened didn’t pay too much attention until Wang Xiaoyu was sleepwalking and climbed onto the railing of the balcony at night. Fortunately, she was seen by Chen Xuecheng, who had slept lightly at night. The girl didn’t scream, otherwise she would wake up Wang Xiaoyu all of a sudden.
The good guy fell down. Instead, he crept over and pulled Wang Xiaoyu down.
While they were telling the story, they motioned for Ding Li to take a look. They saw that a piece of skin on Wang Xiaoyu's crystal-pink calf had been scratched and smeared with red liquid. The white patch made Ding Li dizzy.
What happened was not complicated. Ding Li asked, "Can you show me the tools you used to play the Dishian that night?"
Maybe these girls also thought that Ding Li was a strange person? They were more trusting and dependent on Ding Li, so they showed Ding Li the hidden things.
It's very simple, a ceramic plate broken in half, and a piece of white cardboard with "yes", "no" and numbers 1-9 written on it.
From this point of view, there is almost no problem, but almost. Although it is light, you can still feel a faint yin energy and resentment.
Ding Li smiled slightly: "Who dares to play Die Xian with me?"
At this moment, the expressions of several girls changed. Even the two assistant teachers looked ugly, their eyes wandered, and they did not dare to agree.
Secretary Zhao, who had been almost forgotten from beginning to end, suddenly said: "Here I go! It has been scientifically proven that Die Xian is just a group unconscious..."
Ding Li interrupted Secretary Zhao's tirade: "Okay, Secretary Zhao alone, who else dares to come? Don't worry, I'm here."
Chen Xuecheng hesitated and said, "How about I come?"
Ding Li nodded: "Okay, another one. Is there anyone yet?"
Ding Li originally thought there was no one around, but Wang Xiaoyu suddenly shouted: "I'm coming too!"
Ding Li was also quite surprised. He originally thought that Wang Xiaoyu wouldn't have the guts because he was so frightened.
Du Fangfang exclaimed: "Xiaoyu!"
Wang Xiaoyu's face turned so pale that it made Ding Li's heart ache. He bit his lower lip, which turned bloodless, but remained unwavering.
Du Fangfang lamented: "Then I'll come too!" Her tone was exaggerated, as if she was going to the execution ground.
It was afternoon at this time, so naturally we couldn't invite Die Xian. Ding Li said, "Okay, I'll accompany you over to invite Die Immortal in the evening."
As soon as they heard that Ding Li was leaving, a few girls made a little commotion. Du Fangfang said: "Master Ding, do you have anything like a talisman to protect us?"
Ding Li thought about it, it would be a good idea to draw some amulets for these girls to protect themselves. Naturally, he didn't carry any amulets with him, so he started scratching his head for a while.
Du Fangfang cheered and actually took out a lot of yellow paper and cinnabar. Ding Li seldom drew talismans, but that didn't mean he didn't understand. In general, the whole sect was the most powerful in talismans.
Wudang is probably attributed to Quanzhen, although everyone in the Wudang sect does not admit it.
The talismans inherited by the Zhengyi sect have self-power, teacher power, and inheritance power. The three powers combined into one are very powerful.
What Ding Li learned was not so powerful, but when Ding Li became more knowledgeable in the future, he would suspect that the spells he learned were mixed with too many things from the Shenxiao sect.
Although the Shenxiao sect does not have the power of the three forces of the Zhengyi sect, the Shenxiao sect specializes in thunder magic, which is the most offensive among Taoist spells.
Du Fangfang said cheerfully: "Master Ding, look at my cinnabar, it is the best cinnabar, and the paper is also specially made..."
Ding Li didn't respond at all. He himself didn't understand that those who spoke were wrong. In the past, Yu Wanghai didn't pay much attention to drawing talismans. By the way, he could draw on all kinds of paper and ink.
"The five thunder generals who live in the house will scorch the brilliance of lightning. The upper part protects the body and life, and the lower part binds ghosts and subdues evil spirits. All life and death are reduced and the path is reduced to immortality. The urgency is like a law or order."….
While Ding Li was drawing, Du Fangfang was shouting: "What kind of talisman is this? The order is wrong. Isn't the talisman like this?"
Ding Li simply stopped writing and asked, "Do you understand?"
Du Fangfang was still not convinced: "What you're doing is obviously wrong!"
Ding Li was too lazy to talk nonsense to her, so he picked up the talisman and held it out in the wind. The talisman suddenly ignited without fire and started to burn. Du Fangfang couldn't close his mouth when he saw it.
Ding Li asked: "Where do you know such nonsense?"
Du Fangfang was embarrassed. She was just very interested in the mysterious cultures spread around the world. Not only Taoist talismans, but also Western astrology and tarot cards, all of which were very clear about Taoism.
But if she is left to do it by herself, she will do nothing. Playing with Die Xian once and still causing such a big mess. Typical Mr. Ye is fond of dragons and has a good eye but a weak hand.
Ding Li started drawing again. Drawing talisman is a very labor-intensive task. The pen and ink are not important, but every stroke and every stroke must concentrate all the spirit and will, and no distraction is allowed.
Ding Li made a mistake in the picture just now due to Du Fangfang's quarrel, so he had no choice but to burn it with the Samadhi True Fire. He also showed off his tricks to shut up Du Fangfang.
When Yu Wanghai taught Ding Li to draw a talisman, he should have the talisman in his mind before he even started writing. Before drawing the talisman, he should clearly visualize each stroke of the drawn talisman in his mind.
This is called having a talisman in the heart. It is said that if you practice it to a high level, you can directly evolve it into a talisman of the heart, without the need for writing at all.
Of course, that's just a legend, at least Yu Wanghai himself doesn't have any abilities.
Drawing talismans consumes a lot of mental energy. After drawing three talismans, Ding Li was sweating profusely. Even in this early autumn weather, the heat on Ding Li's head was like something from a martial arts novel.
The internal strength of masters is the same when they fight.
When drawing these talismans, each stroke must be filled with Qi, which is the magic power as the saying goes. It is the vitality and yang energy that Ding Li cultivates. This is what every normal person needs, but the practitioner must be strong.
It's just too much.
Traditional Chinese medicine also pays attention to this qi, which is to support the healthy and eliminate evil. It is this "righteous" qi that is supported, that is, anger and yang qi. It is not the same thing as the Confucian awe-inspiring qi that I talked about that time!
Ding Li also had very little skill. After drawing the talisman, his back was wet with sweat, and the heat on his head was like boiling steam.
Everyone in the room was a little dumbfounded when they saw such a supernatural phenomenon. Of course, they had even more confidence in Ding Li.
After Ding Li finished drawing, he still felt that he was still unfinished, so he drew two more pictures and gave them to two assistants. The two assistants saw that Ding Li put so much effort into drawing the talisman, which was better than running 10,000 meters. How could they not know that Ding Li had put so much effort into drawing the talisman?
The talisman is precious, so it should be put away carefully.
Du Fangfang jumped up: "I'll do it, I'll do it." She folded the two talismans into a Bagua shape and returned them to the two teachers. Her talisman had already been placed close to her body.
Secretary Zhao was so excited when he saw it that he almost couldn't help but open his mouth to ask for one, but at first he was too full of words, and now he couldn't save the dignity to ask Ding Li.