Chapter 83: Nephew, why don't you catch a ghost to play with?
Qian Kai didn't believe this evil, so he carefully checked the more than ten ghost-controlling spells.
"No, something is wrong with you, nephew. There are more than a dozen Ghost Control Charms. The distribution of spiritual power is balanced and stable, just right. The spiritual power contained is also almost the same. This is your first time to draw a charm. This standard is wrong."
Qian Kai couldn't figure it out and touched his bald head, his fat face full of confusion.
Zhang Ziyu said at the right time: "Uncle, do you want to see this?"
He casually took out a pile of ghost-controlling talismans, about twenty or thirty pieces, and said: "These are inferior talismans that I drew when I was practicing. They are not as good as those."
Qian Kai took it and took a look. Sure enough, as Zhang Ziyu said, this batch of ghost-controlling spells was indeed inferior to the dozen or so ones just now.
Although the distribution of spiritual power between the spell strokes in these talismans is not too bad, it is still flawed compared to the dozen or so before.
The more Master Qian Kai checked, the more shocked he was. Almost every one of these talismans had improved. It could be seen that they were entirely made by his nephew.
But this shocked him extremely. He learned it after just one night?
And more importantly, Lin Lin has almost fifty talismans in total. With so many talismans drawn, is he a humanoid spiritual power generator?
"Master nephew, how many ghost-controlling charms did you draw in one night, including those that failed."
Zhang Ziyu thought for a moment and said, "About seventy. If there are more, I will have to stay up late."
Fuck, a plant.
Qian Kai wanted to scold his mother, but as his uncle, he couldn't curse her, so he felt a little complicated in his heart.
Is more than seventy talismans considered too many?
The answer is a lot, but not much.
If you look at learning and mastering the Ghost Control Curse, you can learn more than seventy talismans and master them very skillfully. Who dares to say that there are more than that? Qian Kai guarantees that he will kill that person with a peach wood sword.
But for a Qi-training monk to draw so many talismans in one night without staying up late, this is a bit abnormal, which means that this nephew has a very solid foundation.
Qian Kai asked: "Master nephew, what is your cultivation level?"
Zhang Ziyu said: "The seventh level of Qi training should be almost the eighth level in a while. Because I also train my body, my Qi capacity is a little bit more, and I also have a few hundred million more resources on hand, so I can draw like this.
Many talismans."
When you have used up your true energy, you can just take a break and make some snake soup or Xiaoyin Blood Peiyuan Dan.
There is no need to take it continuously, after all, his Qi foundation is already strong enough.
numb
The money is really bad, this person is not a genius, he is almost a monster.
For a moment, Qian Kai felt that his plan had been disrupted. He originally planned to teach him slowly, get along slowly and see the character of his nephew, and then if there was no problem, he would naturally teach him the five ghost moving method.
But now, it is estimated that my family fortune may be emptied by this boy in a short time, and I will have nothing to teach. Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
"Ahem, nephew, since you mastered it so quickly, let's put it into practice. We'll go to the cemetery near Shilipo tonight. We'll catch a ghost to practice for you, and by the way, we'll get to know your uncle Xu Fa."
Zhang Ziyu was a little surprised. Master Qian's cram school was quite efficient. After taking the theoretical class, he immediately arranged internships. The all-inclusive service was really a one-stop service.
He nodded and said: "Okay, uncle, then I will go and prepare a gift for Uncle Xu first, and I will come back tonight."
"What a shame, you kid, you prepare gifts for a meeting. Money is not wasted like this."
Unconsciously, Qian Kai became much closer to Zhang Ziyu, and gradually regarded him as his junior.
"Master, don't worry. I don't have many medicinal materials that are a century old, but there are still a lot of medicinal materials that are decades old. Master, there is no need to deliberately keep the wild ginseng and astragalus. If they are used up, I still have them here. I will give them away later."
I’ll give you another thirty years of Ganoderma lucidum.”
"No...no, nephew, I really didn't mean this this time..."
"Master, that junior brother has left."
Before Qian Kai finished speaking, Zhang Ziyu disappeared. It seemed that Zhang Ziyu was really going to deliver this thing.
Nephew, you have given me too much.
Even if I don’t give it to you, my uncle will almost teach you the method of moving the five ghosts.
If you give me more, my uncle will have nothing to teach you.
For the first time, Qian Kai fell into contemplation of taking too much. The Five Ghosts Transporting Technique was basically decided to be handed over to Zhang Ziyu.
The reason is very simple. One is that after getting along with him for a few days, he can probably tell something about the person he is. The other is that he has also figured it out. With so many senior brothers standing behind Zhang Ziyu, this child's character can be regarded as a guarantee.
Isn't it an investment to teach him by yourself?
"money water"
"I'm with Master."
"Your junior brother just said that he seems to be cultivating his body too?"
"Yes, Master, my junior brother saw that Sven was also practicing physical training."
"You have perfected both physical and mental cultivation. Well, my junior brother seems to have the secret technique of Taoist soldiers..."
Qian Kai's eyes lit up, and then he fell into deep thought and began to think about the feasibility of it.
Of course, Zhang Ziyu didn't know that his dedicated uncle was already trying to find ways to make up for himself. When he returned to the restaurant, Zhang Ziyu took a 30-year-old ginseng from Monster Ranch and asked his servants to pack it.
Send it to Master Qian.
Then there are the gifts for Xu Fa that need to be prepared. Small gifts are not needed for the time being. Manager Li has already bought them for me a few days ago.
All you need to do is prepare medicinal materials that are twenty or thirty years old. Zhang Ziyu also asked people to send them for packaging.
In the evening, Zhang Ziyu came to Qian Zhenren's house carrying large and small packages of gifts.
Qian Kai was already wearing Taoist robes and was waiting for Zhang Ziyu in the living room.
"Here we go, let's set off."
Although it was said that he was going to catch ghosts and teach on the spot so that Zhang Ziyu would have a better understanding of the ghost-controlling spell, he still had to visit Xu Fa after all, so it was better to go there early rather than in the middle of the night.
Qian Shui did not follow. After Qian Kai and Zhang Ziyu met, they left the city together.
Since we were going to catch ghosts, it would be unsightly to drive there in a carriage with great fanfare. Fortunately, Shilipo was not far away, which was only five or six miles away from Shili Town.
Both of them have great cultivation, so this little journey is really nothing.
After walking on a dirt road for a while and passing through a small forest, there was a lonely yizhuang not far away. It had high walls and black tiles, and it looked a bit gloomy and dilapidated.
This is also the normal state of Yizhuang. After all, it is a place where corpses and coffins are parked. Even if it is not haunted, it is a bit eerie. It is cold and thin, no one comes near, and there are only one or two people taking care of it. It will naturally gradually become like this.
"That is your Uncle Xu Fa's Yizhuang. He is alone and has no disciples. The Yizhuang is so big and cannot be taken care of. It will inevitably be inferior to Senior Brother Lin's residence."
Zhang Ziyu waved his hand, not caring, and said: "It's pretty good, my master's place is a bit more crude."
Four eyes:?
The two of them went up to the door of Yizhuang. Zhang Ziyu went up and knocked on the door.
Not long after the sound rang, the dark door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked exactly like Chizuru opened the door and poked his head out, holding a hookah pipe in his hand.