Zhu Ying still couldn't let go and thought to himself: "If I had taught him some spells a few days earlier and showed them in front of Master Xiao, I would have made Wang Chong his disciple in all likelihood."
"Regret and regret, after all, I missed a move."
He felt sorry for Wang Chong, so he taught the sword technique, redoubled his efforts, and drew the second Huntian Talisman again.
By concentrating on contemplating and outlining things in your mind, you can rotate things and turn them upside down."
Zhu Ying pointed at the inkstone, and the red silk inkstone produced in Qingzhou began to spin and reverse its direction.
The little insect followed the gourd's example and stretched out his hand a little. Zhu Ying's square inkstone also turned, but the direction was slightly off and a little skewed.
Zhu Ying covered her mouth and smiled and said: "You haven't refined your Qi yet, and you don't have much magic power. You can't control the talisman with ease."
As the red sun gradually set in the west and the attic became dark, Zhu Ying learned the seventh Hun Tian Talisman. He noticed that the sky was dark, and with a wave of his hand, the lamp next to the bed lit up and said: "Practice the magic of Talisman is very exhausting, I know
You learn quickly, but you can’t pass on all the milk to you in one go. You have to spread it evenly over time, lest you can’t bear it.”
"When you have completed all the sword tactics and talismans, I will teach you the art of refining qi. Only by practicing both the qi refining technique and the sword tactics and talismans can both yin and yang be combined, and the techniques and techniques complement each other."
Xiao Chong waved his hand at Zhu Ying and lit the lamp. He was quite curious and asked, "Is this also a magic spell?"
Zhu Ying said: "It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning."
Xiao Chong was not tired, and was thinking about whether to review his lessons and memorize a few volumes of books, when Zhu Ying smiled softly and said: "You are really patient and don't ask me how to use the black wind bag."
Things?"
Only then did Xiao Chong remember that there was another incident and said, "I feel quite happy being with Brother Zhu, and I can't remember all the mundane things."
The smile on Zhu Ying's face became even brighter. Under the light, there seemed to be a faint spring breeze, just like a strange flower blooming. He said slowly: "There are three or four kinds of sacrificial methods for storing treasures in the world. Black Wind Temple
One lineage follows the path of Ten Thousand Demons Art, and the magic weapon stored in it is based on the Little Swaggering Curse."
"The Secret of Ten Thousand Demons contains incantations without any incantations, so it is also called the Wordless Heavenly Book. The Little Swaggering Incantation is composed of seven incantations. I will teach you how to recite it."
"Bah, bah, bah, bah!"
Xiao Chong chanted along, word for word, but it had no effect.
Zhu Ying said with a smile: "If you can recite it casually after listening to it, it is not a magic. This spell must vibrate the seven acupoints in the body at the same time and echo each other to be effective."
"For the first word, you must focus on your lower abdomen, and for the second word, you must focus on your left waist..." Zhu Ying narrated, and at the same time reached out to Wang Chong to point out and correct him.
Xiao Chong understood it and tried it several times.
When I recited the word "Di!" for the seventh or eighth time, I suddenly felt my lower abdomen swell slightly. When I recited the word "Mah!" again, my left waist jumped slightly...
He chanted seven mantras in one breath, and immediately felt the black wind bag on his wrist. As soon as he thought about it, a black cloud slowly floated out.
Xiao Chong was slightly surprised and quickly put his thoughts away. The black cloud was sucked into the black wind bag again.
Zhu Ying's bright eyes shone slightly and she shouted in a low voice: "He is indeed a genius."
It took him half a day to learn the Little Swaggering Curse, but his family already praised him as "He has a natural heart for Taoism, and his talent is bright and intelligent." Wang Chong is even better than he was back then, and it must be a rare occurrence in Taoist sects in thousands of years.
Successor of the mantle.
Zhu Ying still regretted that Xiao Chong could not become a disciple.
After having the experience of successfully reciting the Little Swaggering Spell, the little insect could use it in a variety of ways when he tried it again, and it was so effective.
He could sense that the space inside the black wind bag was vast, as big as three or four houses, with countless things piled up in a mess, just like someone's warehouse that had not been tidied up for a long time. He thought to himself: "No wonder Brother Zhu doesn't want it, he is alone.
How can someone who loves cleanliness tolerate such messy things?"
There was a group of black clouds whirling around in it. It was exactly what Luo Yao used. It was the same as the broken clouds he picked up in the back mountain, but it was countless times bigger, and the wind and thunder contained in it were also much more powerful.
Zhu Ying said: "Old demon Luo was born in the Black Wind Temple. He is not good at learning other spells. He only has one Black Wind Curse that he has practiced hard for hundreds of years. He has also refined the evil energy from the center of the earth and the nine-day wind and thunder. It is a powerful method."
"In the past, Master Xiao had not been a disciple for a long time and had not learned much in his studies. He was traveling around the world and suffered a little loss when he met Mr. Luo."
"However, Xuanmen's authentic sect is no small matter after all. In just a few years, Master Xiao's ability has surpassed that of Mr. Luo Yao, and his hundreds of years of hard work have been wiped out."
Xiaochong listened with interest and nodded frequently. He has a gentle temperament and doesn't like to fight with others. He doesn't care about the moral integrity of Master Xiao and Old Demon Luo, but he secretly thought in his heart: "If I can control this black cloud, wouldn't it be
Can I visit my mother at any time?"
He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhu, do you know how to practice the Black Wind Curse?"
Zhu Ying smiled and said: "Although I also know some Ten Thousand Demons Art, what I have learned is not the same as that of Black Wind Temple. Almost everyone knows that the Little Swaggering Curse is a popular product, but the Black Wind Curse is the secret of Black Wind Temple, and outsiders have no way of knowing it.
peep."
"You don't want to sacrifice this black wind evil cloud. Just tear it apart and use it as materials to sacrifice other magic weapons in the future."
Xiaochong nodded, and in his heart he thought of the Huntian Talisman again, which was deep, lingering, vast, like a dragon waking up, with the meaning of being uncontrollable. He secretly thought: "Maybe use Huntian
Can the talisman also be used as a sacrifice to the black wind evil cloud of Demon Luo?"
"When I have time, I will try it secretly."
Although Zhu Ying was on good terms with Wang Chong, it was getting late and it was a bit taboo to continue chatting on the same bed. She said she had to go to school tomorrow and urged him to go back to bed.
Xiao Chong returned to his bed, said goodbye to Zhu Ying, took off his clothes and went to sleep.
Zhu Ying was not sleepy, so she took out a book and read it for a long time before blowing out the light and lying down with her clothes on.
The next day, when they woke up in the morning, Wang Chong and Zhu Ying went to have breakfast and go to class together as usual.
After being promoted to Class B, Wang Chong also had classes all day long. Sometimes he would finish school later than Zhu Ying, sometimes he would finish school earlier, but the two would always meet up in the evening and were inseparable.
The two had dinner together and returned to the warehouse together. Zhu Ying continued to explain the Yuanyuan Sword Technique to Wang Chong.
Not only did Xiaochong have an excellent memory, he was also able to hear ten things and learn inferences from one thing to another. He learned the twenty-eight Hun Tian Talismans of the Yuanyuan Sword Jue in just a few days.
These twenty-eight Huntian talismans each have their own functions, such as controlling objects, turning things upside down, accelerating speed, hardness and softness, increasing sharpness, or increasing toughness. If they are combined and used on a flying sword, the sword can be made brighter.
Flying at will, endless changes, fighting and piercing, no matter what happens.
Zhu Ying taught all the sword tactics and talismans, and got a bamboo chopstick from somewhere, letting Wang Chong control it as a flying sword and become proficient in various changes.
Xiao Chong had never come into contact with such a fun thing. Dozens of bamboo chopsticks were flying in the attic of the warehouse. He and Zhu Ying each controlled a part, and the flowers bloomed like brocade and dazzling demon orchids.