As for the other "fire talisman", which is the way of talisman, it requires cinnabar as ink and yellow paper as carrier. He does not have these two things at home, so he can only wait until tomorrow to try again.
In a courtyard near the county government office,
The three giants in Guobei County were sweating profusely.
They came overnight after getting the news.
There are actually bad guys coming to Guo Beicheng to do evil again. They are not targeting ordinary people, they are the police officers of Kuaiji Prefecture and the direct disciples of Liuyun Sect.
The murder case of Mr. Guo has not yet been concluded. If something happens to these people again, they will really have to take off their official uniforms.
Fortunately, these people's lives were not in danger.
"Captain Lin, is Miss Shen really okay?"
"She was slightly injured, but Amber who came with her was seriously injured."
"If there's anything we can do to help, please just say it." The county magistrate secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
It's fine that Miss Shen is fine. As for a horseman driving a carriage or a servant, life or death doesn't matter.
In the house, the old man was lying on the bed, with the woman in green beside him.
"Miss, I'm fine. Can you go back to the house and rest?"
"It's my fault that I had to come here and make you suffer such a big mistake."
"Come here and see a person clearly, even if he is dead, it is worth it." The old man said with a smile.
"It was the person who killed him who saved us, Jian Qi."
"Sword Qi, a third-level master?!" The old man looked surprised. "How could there be such a person in a small county town?"
"Perhaps some world-weary master is living in seclusion here. This time, two people were killed in the Twelve Killers. I'm afraid they won't stop here. We have to leave here as soon as possible."
"It's better to send someone to inform the master first. There is a third-grade master in charge. We should be safe here."
...
The next day, while patrolling the streets, Wang Zhe bought some yellow paper and cinnabar.
"Why did you buy these things?" Lao Hou was very confused when he saw Wang Zhe buying these things.
"Drawing symbols and techniques."
"What, a talisman, what talisman?" Lao Hou was stunned.
"There is such a kind of talisman. Once painted, it can communicate with heaven and earth, call for wind and rain, open mountains and split the earth, kill demons and subjugate demons..."
"That's the magic you're talking about. Besides, who taught you this thing and the talisman?"
"God's gift." Wang Zhe calmly pointed to the sky above his head.
"Ah Zhe, hurry up and find a wife!" Lao Hou said worriedly.
"Why did you bring this up again?"
"When I have a wife, I don't have those messy thoughts anymore."
"As you said, this is my hobby."
Alas, looking at Wang Zhe's back, Lao Hou sighed, and the worry in his eyes became heavier.
There was an accident near the county government office at night and several people died. Such a big thing must not be hidden. For a while, the small county town was full of discussions about everything.
In the afternoon, after doing business, Wang Zhe returned home early.
After practicing the exercises and reciting the "Qing Jing Sutra" three times to calm his mind, he took out the yellow paper, cinnabar, and writing brush he had prepared during the day, and prepared to draw the symbols.
Cinnabar is ink, which is extremely yang and strong.
Using yellow paper as a carrier makes it easier to channel psychic energy.
Wang Zhe took a breath, got rid of distracting thoughts, and worked hard to enter the pure realm of Taoism. A talisman appeared in his mind and he recited the mantra silently.
A little bit of spiritual light gathers on the tip of the pen, and the pen moves like a dragon or a snake in one go.
After the talisman was completed, there was a faint light that flashed away.
Is this done?
Wang Zhe looked at the talisman on the table. It was still the same piece of yellow paper, but there was an extra rune on it.
He was also not sure whether the "fire talisman" was drawn successfully.
give it a try,
He came to the yard, raised his hand and flicked it, and the talisman suddenly flew into the air, flew out of the yard, and then fell lightly.
"Is this a failure? It's not that easy. Try more times!"
One piece, two pieces, ten pieces...
To Wang Zhe's surprise, this small talisman was actually more difficult to master than any of the techniques he had practiced.
In one night, he actually failed to draw a talisman.
"This is interesting!" Wang Zhe did not continue to try.
Neither impatient nor discouraged,
After a day and night, I continued to try.
As I was writing, that talisman appeared in my mind.
The talisman in the pen overlaps with the talisman in the mind.
God and will unite,
Put away the pen,
The firelight on the talisman flashed into it,
Wang Zhe held the talisman in his hand and vaguely felt something was different.
Just now, Wang Zhe felt that something was being taken away from his body, and something between heaven and earth was integrated into the runes.
Try again?
He came to the yard and was about to throw it into the air.
"Forget it, let's move to another place. What if it happens?"
He left the city overnight and came to the Cheng River, choosing a relatively wide river surface.
Under the night, the river flows quietly.
Wang Zhe stood on the shore, holding the "fire talisman" he had just drawn in his hand.
go!
After shaking his hand for a while, the talisman in his hand suddenly turned into a ray of yellow light and flew towards the water. After touching the water, it exploded and turned into a ball of raging flames.
There was a loud sound, and a lot of water vapor was evaporating from the water.
After a while, the flame was extinguished. The place where the flame exploded was still bubbling, and the water there was boiled.
Done!
"Looking at such power, it's definitely impossible to cook on the fire!"
Not bad, not bad!
If you draw a thousand and eight hundred pictures of it and throw them out at once,
Tsk!
The next morning, a group of soldiers came to Guobei County. They came to escort Miss Shen and left.
Lin Yuan sent her outside the city.
"Lin Captou, where is the "golden sachet"?"
Miss Shen's words stunned Lin Yuan. After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yuan took out an exquisite hollow sachet from his pocket and handed it to Miss Shen.
She reached out and took the golden sachet, looked at it carefully, squeezed it flat with a little force, threw it aside, and turned around and got into the carriage without saying anything.
Hey, Lin Yuan sighed.
"This is really the case, what should I do?" The two eyebrows were tightly knitted together.
Lin Yuan did not return to the city. He was walking aimlessly outside the city with a lot of worries.
"I'm telling the truth. It's really haunted there. If you don't believe me, go and take a look. The trees are broken, the rocks are broken, and even the ground is cracked."
A conversation between two pedestrians on the road caught his attention, and he stepped forward to ask.
Half an hour later, he came to a forest.
I saw trees that had been cut in half, rocks that were split into two, and criss-crossing cuts on the ground all around that were more than three feet into the ground.
This is?
Sword energy!
The third level, the third level!
Lin Yuan had a look of horror on his face.
There are one path, three realms, and nine levels of cultivation.
Among the monks,
There are many people in the lower three realms, like the crucian carp crossing the river or the sand in the Ganges.
One of the best among the three middle schools.
The upper three realms are one in a million,
Among them, the monks in the upper three realms are all extremely talented and talented people. They may be generals in charge of a single army to guard one side, or they may be elders of a sect, or even in charge of sects, or they may be the patriarchs of certain aristocratic families.