When Qin Yu was drawing the Yangchun Talisman, he did not avoid Mr. Bao and others. He cleared the things on the table in the hall, laid the yellow table directly on it, and started drawing in the hall.
Under normal circumstances, when drawing talismans, especially those that have not been spread throughout the metaphysical world, one must avoid drawing by peers, but Qin Yu is not so particular. To put it bluntly, the talismans in Zhuge Neijing
There are so many kinds, even if a few are spread, what does it matter?
For other Feng Shui sects, it is very good to have a dozen or so unique talismans, so these sects naturally keep strictly confidential the painting methods of their own sect's unique talismans, but Qin Yu is different, he is like owning a mountain.
Naturally, one or two rocks on the mountain won't care that much.
When Qin Yu was drawing the talisman, Song Yuanhuai originally saw Qin Yu drawing the talisman in the hall and wanted to avoid it. However, after asking the master with his eyes, he found that the master gave him an indifferent look. In the end, he decided to watch from the sidelines.
Song Yuanhuai has always been full of curiosity about his sudden appearance of a new junior uncle. The competition between him and the head of the Chen family in Beijing made him understand for the first time that this young junior uncle's attainments in magic were more important than those of his new junior uncle.
Higher than him.
After Han Ba appeared, Song Yuanhuai thought that his junior uncle must have encountered something unexpected. After all, Han Ba was a sixth-grade physiognomist and could not be dealt with at all. Moreover, it was recorded in history that Han Ba was the kind of bloodthirsty, so
At that time, he still felt a little pity for his genius junior uncle.
But a series of things that happened next made him disappointed again. He learned from his master that not only was his little uncle safe and sound, but he also got some kind of opportunity and had broken through to the realm of a fourth-grade physiognomist.
What is the concept of a fourth-grade physiognomist? He has been practicing with his master since he was a teenager. It has been thirty years now. He is still one step away from the realm of a fourth-grade physiognomist. This step is not three years away.
There is no way he can get through it, but his little master is just in his early twenties and has already entered the realm of a fourth-grade physiognomist. This can no longer be described as a genius. Song Yuanhuai feels that his little master is simply a genius.
He is a proud man whose talents and opportunities can make countless people jealous and crazy.
Qin Yu stabilized his mind and picked up the brush. In his mind, the rune pattern of the Yangchun Talisman clearly appeared in his mind. After thinking about it for a moment, Qin Yu picked up the brush. A ray of light flashed at the tip of the brush and fell directly on the yellow watch.
"What a pity." After Qin Yu put away his pen, he looked at the talisman pattern on the yellow form. There were still some mistakes and he failed.
However, Qin Yu didn't care. It was normal for him to fail in drawing the talisman. The chance of success had not passed yet, so he continued to draw the strokes for the second time without any distractions.
"Whoa!"
Sixteen pictures were drawn in a row. When the seventeenth picture was finished, Qin Yu finally had a smile on his lips, the talisman on the table emitted light, and the word Tao appeared in the air again.
"It's finally done." Qin Yu picked up the talisman on the table and immediately saw Song Yuanhuai, whose mouth was slightly open and the expression on his face was stiff, and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"
Qin Yu didn't understand the expression on Song Yuanhuai's face. He touched his nose and thought to himself, "Maybe he was frightened when he saw my brother's high failure rate."
Song Yuanhuai was indeed frightened, but that was not because of Qin Yu's high failure rate. On the contrary, he was frightened because of Qin Yu's low failure rate.
Qin Yu thought that he was already good after failing more than ten times, but what he didn't know was that the fourth-level talisman was painted by Mr. Bao now, and the failure rate was more than dozens of times. What's more, Mr. Bao was already a fifth-level prime minister.
The level of a teacher.
Song Yuanhuai watched and learned how to draw fourth-level Taoist talismans from his master many times, but his master often failed to draw thirty or forty talismans before he succeeded, and it was possible to draw more than 100 talismans.
This time, Song Yuanhuai was already calling his junior uncle a pervert in his heart. Not only could his cultivation speed kill a large number of people in an instant, but the talent on this talisman was also so high. You must know that this talisman must be
You must have your own understanding of Tao and integrate the charm of Tao into it, in order to succeed. Does it mean that my junior uncle’s understanding of Tao is better than that of his master?
When Song Yuanhuai heard Qin Yu whispering about the high failure rate, he even had the urge to bang his head against the wall and understand this life. The failure rate was still high, so what should they do? The existence of the junior uncle was just for this.
Hitting people.
In fact, what Song Yuanhuai didn't know was that the reason why Qin Yu had such a high talent was not because his understanding of Tao surpassed that of Bao Lao, but because in Qin Yu's mind, Zhuge Neijing had already clearly understood the talisman.
It is displayed in Qin Yu's mind, including Dao Yun, and what Qin Yu has to do is to copy it, just copy it accurately.
After Qin Yu finished drawing the Yangchun Talisman, he handed it to Mr. Bao. Mr. Bao didn't say anything and nodded. Now he is waiting for Master Qian and his wife to come back.
"Xiaoyu, why do you want Master Qian and his wife to buy and borrow flowers, and also steal money from other beggars?" Zhang Hua, who was watching everything from the sidelines, asked in a low voice when he saw that his cousin was finally free.
"I'm not very clear about this. I should know it by then." Qin Yu shook his head. He really didn't know why Mr. Bao did this. The Zhuge Neijing did not mention meeting people with psychic bodies.
, how to help him survive the first calamity, so Qin Yu was also very curious about what Mr. Bao ordered Master Qian and his wife to do.
Time passed like this, Qin Yu was sitting on the sofa teasing Xiao Jiu, Zhang Hua simply went to the balcony to call Tong Min, while Bao Lao was sitting cross-legged to relax, and Song Yuanhuai was always paying attention to Duoduo.
As soon as I saw Duoduo's posture tilting, I immediately went over to help him up. It was also a hard work for a teenage boy. He had to sit cross-legged like this for several hours, and his legs were probably paralyzed.
However, Qin Yu admired Duoduo a little. Although his legs were numb, he still held on stubbornly and did not complain or lose his temper. Qin Yu secretly sighed in his heart: "Lao Bao really found a treasure this time.
With Duoduo's tenacious temperament and his perverted talent as a psychic body, he will definitely become famous in the Feng Shui world in the future."
To be honest, the moment he found out that Duoduo was a psychic body, the idea of recruiting a disciple flashed through Qin Yu's mind. He was a little dissatisfied with Mr. Bao for not telling him the truth about Duoduo, but after thinking about it, he
, Qin Yu actually thinks that it is most appropriate for Duoduo to become a disciple of Mr. Bao.
After all, Qin Yu himself is only in his early twenties and does not have that much time to teach an apprentice. Unlike Mr. Bao, who is already at an old age, he can train Duoduo with peace of mind.
Qin Yu believes that as long as he has ten years, he will be able to stand out with his abnormal talent as a psychic body, and then Mr. Bao will be able to truly live his old life with peace of mind.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was getting dark. Mr. Bao still sat still, but Song Yuanhuai couldn't sit still. From time to time, he looked at the watch on his wrist, knowing that the last moment was seven o'clock. If it was seven o'clock, Master Qian and his wife
If you don't come back in time, all your efforts will be wasted.
"They are back." Zhang Hua, who was standing on the balcony, suddenly turned around and shouted into the hall. Hearing this, Song Yuanhuai's face showed an excited look, and Mr. Bao also slowly opened his eyes, with something in his eyes.
A smile flowed out.
Soon, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Song Yuanhuai quickly walked over and opened the door. Master Qian and his wife walked in, breathing heavily. Qin Yu looked past Master Qian and his wife, and landed on those who came in behind.
Tank cast a questioning look.
Tank saw Qin Yu's questioning look and nodded to indicate that everything was going well. Only then did Qin Yu look at Master Qian and his wife.
In fact, what Qin Yu didn't know was that Tank's heart was not as calm as he showed. At least during the time he was with Master Qian and his wife outside, his world view was impacted again and again.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Tank followed Master Qian and his wife in the direction that Mr. Bao was taking, and they just walked aimlessly. However, Tank paid special attention to the hotels on both sides, because according to what Mr. Bao said, Master Qian's
My wife will come across a wedding banquet in a hotel on her way back.
Generally speaking, if a hotel guest makes a reservation for a wedding banquet, a red sign will be hung at the door of the hotel, and balloons will even be hung at the door of the hotel to express happiness. However, during Tank's journey, he did not see a hotel with another guest.
It looked like he was going to open a hotel, so Tank began to have some doubts about the old man's words.
However, Mr. Bao still had to follow his instructions. Master Qian and his wife, Tank, actually found a hotel and a place for afternoon tea and waited to waste time. According to Qin Yu’s previous instructions, Tank did not go with Master Qian and his wife.
Instead of sitting at the same table, I sat at a table by myself.
When it was five o'clock, the three of them left the shop. Following Mr. Bao's instructions, they changed direction and continued walking. Unexpectedly, there were actually three beggars on the roadside in front of them.
The moment they saw the three beggars, Master Qian and his wife were extremely excited. They believed even more that Mr. Bao was an expert and could even calculate this. Master Qian immediately threw it into the bowl in front of the first beggar.
He paid one dollar and threw ten dollars to the second beggar. When he arrived in front of the third beggar, the beggar was looking at him expectantly.
Master Qian secretly said sorry, gritted his teeth, picked up the beggar's bowl on the ground, and ran forward. At this time, Master Qian's wife also started to walk back.
The purpose of following Tank this time was mainly to allow Master Qian to leave safely. Sure enough, just after Master Qian snatched the beggar's bowl, a bald man with a round waist and thick arms jumped out from the side and was about to attack Qian.