The courtyard was quiet. After a long time, Senior Sister Qi suddenly sneered, but after laughing, she did not speak. Instead, she picked out the pine nuts from her handkerchief and peeled the shavings. After careful tidying, she handed them to the couch. The third senior sister next to her.
The second senior brother frowned slightly, looked at her and asked, "Little Junior Sister, why are you laughing at?"
Senior Sister Seven threw the pine nut into her lips, chewed it slowly for a moment, patted her hands casually, raised her eyebrows slightly, and met his gaze without fear, and said, "Second Brother Second, really can't lie? That night spoke at the top of the cliff to cheat. Who is Prince Longqing?"
After a moment of silence, the second senior brother slowly replied: "Is lying... Is it the same thing as lying?"
"I said let it go."
Chen Pipi looked at Senior Sister Qi and said unhappy: "Who doesn't know about the second senior brother's temperament? He said he wouldn't lie, but he wouldn't lie. That night I asked him for help, and Suspend Longqing slowly, what he said was not false. You I didn't see how nervous my second brother was at that time. His facial expression was quite calm, but he had all pinched the hard rocks under the tree into powder. "
"I hope the second senior brother will increase his confidence to Ning Que? That guy who is so thief can see through it at a glance!"
The fourth senior brother said, "The so-called confidence is still too mysterious. He cannot practice Haoran swords. We should start from specific means. The running curve of the flying sword is easy to calculate, although the correlation between air resistance and the speed of the flying sword is It's more complicated, but it's not impossible to calculate. Ning's lack of mathematics is so excellent, so he should be easier to understand by teaching him like this."
"No matter how you calculate, how you teach, or how you do it, you can't solve the most fundamental problem of the junior brother. That is, he only has ten orifices of the snow mountain and Qihai, and the energy of heaven and earth that can be controlled is too weak. If this problem cannot be solved, it will be considered It doesn't make sense for the teacher and the eldest brother to go home and use magical means to help the younger brother enter the realm of knowing fate, because he will be the weakest knowing fate in the world."
The second senior brother was silent for a moment and looked at the fourth senior brother who had spoken before and said, "You and the sixth senior brother should first prepare those strange things for him. If you don't do it yourself, you should pay more attention to the help of external objects."
Senior Brother Jiu suddenly shook his head and said, "I said I might as well let my junior brother learn to play the flute and play the piano with me and Ximen. In the future, he would have a way to make a living after leaving the academy."
Senior Brother Eleven smiled slightly and said calmly, "My junior brother has been asking me about the knowledge of studying things recently. In my opinion, let him learn from me, which will be helpful to his state of mind."
Senior Sister Qi grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the windowsill, lowered her head and picked up the fullest melon seeds, and said slightly, "Eleventh Junior Brother, learn these useless things from you. What should I do if my junior brother starves to death in the future?"
Senior Brother Eleven looked at her and explained seriously: "Sister Sister, my family is a wealthy man in the south. In the future, I will definitely inherit a large family business. Even if my junior brother is a useless person, I will have no problem raising him for the rest of my life."
At this time, the meeting to help the younger brother Ning Que was held, and the topic gradually went in a different direction. Everyone in the room was full of advice, enthusiastic discussions, and fierce debates. They were deeply concerned about the younger brother's future living problems and said they could The life of the junior brother in charge of his junior brother, the friendship between his family moved them all.
"Senior brothers and sisters, are you thinking too much?" Chen Pipi looked at the people in the house who were eating melon seeds and drinking tea and holding tea party. He rubbed the back of his head and said distressedly: "What kind of person is Ning Que? I compare to the You all know that although he is a bit idiot in his practice, he is definitely not a real idiot. Didn't it happen to you? Since he entered the back mountain, all of us have been circling around him? How can people like this still need We are so worried about him? I dare say that all the people in the world have died, including all of us in the house, and he will not die, let alone starve to death? "
Hearing this, everyone on the second floor of the academy was stunned. Thinking of the experiences these days, the expression on their faces became extremely exciting. Beigong Weiyang gently mop the flute, frowned and said, "That's right. When my junior brother wanted to listen to the song, he crawled into the forest and grabbed us and played a song. When he didn't want to listen, he refused to listen. Why do I feel like myself? In front of him, I became a singing person?"
The fifth senior brother patted his thighs and shook his head and said with emotion: "He said he would play chess. He obviously had just entered the middle game, and he dared to interfere with him. He had to let us suppress our temper and give us some advice, otherwise he would really dare to do so. Throw the chess piece and in front of my junior brother... we are just two black and white chess teachers who are not as good as the rural chess clubs."
Senior Brother Six looked at the thoughtful people and smiled quietly and said, "It's good to treat me. Although he often has some inexplicable ideas, he often helps me get iron and water, which saves me a lot of trouble."
The second senior brother looked at the junior brothers who were complaining about the blood and tears, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Ning Que is the youngest junior brother. You senior brothers take care of him for granted. What are you talking about these things?"
Listening to the second senior brother's advice and looking at his serious expression, everyone in the room felt a stern and bowed their heads one after another. Even the seventh senior sister who had been acting casually and casually, reluctantly put the melon seeds back on the windowsill.
"Although I look down on Yan Se's mentality in playing the world, I must admit that as a worshiper of Haotian South Gate, he is indeed the best or even the most powerful talisman master in the world, and he is even stronger than the world imagines ."
The second senior brother's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at somewhere in front of him. After a moment of silence, he continued to say in a deep voice: "Since my junior brother is so talented and only suitable for the way of taking the talisman path, let him learn more from Yan Se in the future."
The house was quiet.
Senior Sister Qi raised her head, frowned slightly and said, "But my junior brother is from the second floor of my academy after all. Now he is a teacher's closed disciple. As a result, all his cultivation is taught by outsiders. This is spread. What's so good? Even if we are not afraid of gossip in the world, will the teacher and senior brother be disappointed with us when they come back?"
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I don't know that the Master took his senior disciple to return to the academy after his trip, and found that he had inexplicably added a closed disciple who was only inconscible and had extremely poor cultivation qualifications. Moreover, the only ability of this disciple to show off was to follow the talisman method of Haotian Taoism. Will you feel deeply disappointed after that? Anyway, Ning Que has no disappointment. Although Haoran's sword is still practiced like snow covering the shit and stinking, his mentality has been adjusted very well. In addition to studying in the back mountain of the academy these days, he will be able to do it in a few days. Follow Master Yan Se to travel around Chang'an City, approaching the Rune Avenue in a relaxed and interesting way, and it was very fulfilling.
In those days of late spring and early summer of the 14th year of the Apocalypse, residents of Chang'an City often saw an old Taoist who was extremely dirty and wandering around with a young man dressed in a simple but extremely clean manner.
The old Taoist took the boy through the streets and alleys to see the old dilapidated buildings that have been passed down for hundreds of years, to drink in various taverns, occasionally to spend the night at the cheapest prostitutes, and more often to see the tourists must go. scenery.
When walking through the newly repaired neighborhood of Chunfeng Pavilion, Yan Se sighed and said, "New is new, but the original meanings are all lost. Fortunately, there is still this pavilion, look at the eaves of the pavilion. Is the curve beautiful? "
Ning Que walked in the streets and alleys that had been fighting for a night, looking at the old Spring Breeze Pavilion at the corner of the street, feeling a little lost. He woke up after hearing the master's words. He looked at the four lines slightly protruding above the eaves of the pavilion. After savoring for a long time He asked in confusion: "I can't tell you what's beautiful, I just feel that it looks very harmonious. The intersection of Wuwa slightly sinks downward and then rises up, which is very smooth."
"That's the rain line." Master Yan Se pointed to the eaves and said, "The rain fell on the tiles and flowed down the tiles superimposed. It did not pass the rain line, but the shape of the rain line, But the dark talisman rain falls and slides, so you will feel smooth."
"Master, what can the rain line on the eaves of the pavilion mean?" Ning Que asked, "This pavilion should have been built many years ago. Those craftsmen thought it was impossible for them to be Master Talisman. Can they also understand the laws of the vitality of heaven and earth?"
"What is a law? Law is a certain rule for the operation of things. Those craftsmen who built the Spring Breeze Pavilion may not have mastered the law of the operation of heaven and earth's vitality, but countless generations of knowledge of building rain eaves are passed down, and there is indeed a kind of wisdom hidden in it."
Master Yan Se took him to the pavilion and said, "How will the rain fall? Why do you walk like this? The craftsmen who built the pavilion don't know. Perhaps their ancestors only know the answer to the first question, but not Know the answer to the second question, but what does it matter? The first step for humans to learn from heaven and earth is always imitating. "If you imitate too much, you will naturally develop it like this rain eaves. The simplest truth is the undulating shape of the line. "
Walking under the Chunfeng Pavilion, Master Yan Se turned around and looked at Ning Que and said, "The first step in practicing talismans is to imitate. I will let you read the rune books left by the predecessors, and I will let you carefully understand the heaven and earth. The nuances of vitality are very similar to the architectural experience accumulated by craftsmen over the years, but they do it subconsciously and take several generations of time. However, you have to take the initiative to master the experience, and the more time you need to go. The less is better."
After seeing the Chunfeng Pavilion, the master and the disciple left the streets and walked towards the distance along the gray wall next to the courtyard.
Stepping on the slightly protruding bluestone slabs, looking at the gurgling water not far away from her feet, Ning Que naturally remembered that rainy night. This ditch was once stained with blood, and these bluestone slabs were filled with The broken corpse was broken.
Behind the gray wall is the courtyard of Xiaoshu. Ning Que looked up and saw the green trees in the courtyard. Occasionally, someone heard a voice. He thought I didn't know if Chao Xiaoshu's family still lives here, and he Where did you go again?
It seemed that he was wondering what he was thinking. Master Yan Se, who was walking in front of him with a sleeve, smiled and asked, "It is rare to see the flat lake towards the small tree and know his destiny. Even if he was the talent of the small tree, he If His Majesty had not been forcibly pressed into the dark mud in Chang'an City for many years, I would not have burst out such a brilliant brilliance in one go."
This was the first time Ning Que knew that Chao Xiaoshu was a great practitioner in the realm of knowing fate. He thought about the scene of following the middle-aged man in blood fighting behind him that rainy night. He couldn't help but slowly raised his eyebrows, and he had a feeling in his heart. The feeling of pride and magnificent that cannot come out.
"You should have seen Chao Xiaoshu's sword technique."
"Yes, Master."
"I think there is something special?"
"Soon, like lightning."
Ning Que felt very ashamed when he thought of the crooked wooden sword flying by the lake behind the mountain behind the academy.
Master Yan Se looked at him with a smile and said, "Is there anything else?"
Ning Que remembered something, but he licked his lips and didn't say it out, because although Yan Se was his master on the talisman, that thing was very likely to be the ability to save his life by pressing the bottom of the small tree. This kind of thing is right. No one should say it.
"I can't tell that you are still a person who values love and righteousness." Master Yan Se looked at him with some surprise.
Ning Que smiled and replied, "Brother Chao treats me well. After leaving Chang'an City, he still thinks about my livelihood. He leaves me a lot of money every month. Even if the friendship is not heavy, the money is piled up together. Heavy."
Yan Se smiled and said, "You can turn five into a sword towards Xiaoshu. I don't need to say anything about this. I mentioned this, just to tell you that when those five sword pieces cover him like meteors. In the streets, have you ever thought about why if it was his natal sword, why would he still be able to listen to his orders after being divided into five pieces? "
Ning Que really didn't think about this question. He didn't think about it after the bloody battle last spring because he didn't understand what cultivation was at that time. The reason why he didn't think about it later was because he didn't think about the problem at all. Until now, he turned away from Chunfeng Pavilion and walked towards the street. When he suddenly heard the master's question, he suddenly fell into deep thought.
Master Yan Se is not the teacher who likes to use various problems to make things difficult for their students, and then gains a sense of superiority, vanity and abusive pleasure from it. He glanced at Ning Que's face and frowned and thoughtful, and explained directly: "Chao Xiaoshu's natal sword is divided into five small swords. The connection and interaction between these five small swords depends on a formation... I have told you before that any formation can actually be regarded as It is a deformed symbol, a large symbol that relies more on materials."
Then he continued, "The Taoist sword is a talisman, and the Buddhist sect is a talisman, and both talismans are infinitives. As for the patterns on the general's armour of hundreds of wars, most of them are fragments, but they are also talismans, but this kind of talisman It's a fixed pattern."
Ning Que glanced at him and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Master, I know you are the most powerful divine talisman master in the world. I know that every talisman master should have the deepest and most sincere feelings for talisman from the bottom of his heart and Love, but...If you say this, wouldn't all practices in the world be relegated to the talisman in the end? This statement is really... too much, right? "
Master Yan Se stopped, turned around and asked in confusion: "What's that? Which one is too?"
Ning Que hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice and said, "It's so narcissistic."
Master Yan Se laughed loudly, which attracted the attention of pedestrians in the streets and alleys.
The laughter gradually subsided, and he looked at Ning Que and was silent for a moment and said seriously: "The most important thing in practicing is to dare to think and recognize. The road is long. If you don't believe that you can go to the end, how can you pass through the difficult and strange rises on the road of cultivation. The dangerous peak? The better the practitioners are, the more confident they are. The best practitioners must be confident to an extremely exaggerated state, which is probably what you call narcissism."
Ning Que opened his mouth slightly and couldn't speak for a long time. He wanted to complain about the words he said were fallacies, but after careful consideration, he felt that these words were very reasonable, especially when he thought about the second senior brother of the academy and Chen Pipi. Extremely narcissistic and proud guy.
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Leaving the Chunfeng Pavilion, passing from the East City through Shanmofang, the master and the disciple came to an open road. Not far away, the Yulin Army was patrolling on horseback. There were many pedestrians on the street, and the green trees and clear rivers were on the bank of the environment. Quiet. The towering imperial city not far away is clearly visible to the naked eye, and it seems that you can even see the slight traces washed out by the wind and rain on the red wall.
Master Yan Se was not affected by the solemn and solemn atmosphere here. He still carried his sleeves and old shoes, slowly swaying on the street, not caring about the vigilant and disgusting gazes thrown by the Yulin Army knights.
Ning Que held back his smile and followed him. Suddenly he remembered the part about armor talismans in the previous conversation. He also thought of some introductions from Mr. Lu Qingchen during his journey last year. His eyes suddenly brightened and he walked a few steps ahead. Next to Master Yan Se, he said in a very respectful and gentle tone: "Master, I want to ask you for a talisman."
Yan Se turned around and asked, "Please ask? What happened to your family? Did you see something unclean and get pressed into the bed?"
Ning Que opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer, and felt very powerless.
Master Yan Se narrowed his triangle eyes very vulgarly and said, "Just kidding."
Ning Que sighed and said seriously: "I want to carve a talisman on my knife."
After thinking for a moment, Master Yan Se shook his head and said, "Some runes can indeed be used alone without the talisman master, such as passing books, armor, and weapons. This method of engraving talismans is not uncommon, but in the end it is just the end and not enough. Pure, it won't be too powerful. The so-called one is the best. If it's your close-fitting weapon, it's better to keep the talisman yourself in the future."
Ning Que smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know which year or month I can get what I want."
Master Yan Se patted his shoulder and comforted him, "I firmly believe in your talent in the talisman. Now you are just that you have not seen through the window paper and slowly realize it, and you will find that hope is always ahead. ."
"Look carefully over there."
"What's there?"
"You see it yourself."
"Master, I only see a lot of trees."
"Where is behind the tree?"
"The sky is behind the tree."
"I want you to see these things!"
"Master, you won't have to ask me to see hope, right?"
"I really can't say such sour words."
"Master, why don't you talk anymore? Actually, in my opinion, you have the ultimate temperament of watching the world as red pink like white bones but want to touch them. It is really inappropriate to play the role of a spiritual mentor."
"Ning Que."
"Yes, Master."
"If you continue talking, I will use grass characters to make you never see anything in your life."
There was no hope in front of the master and apprentice, and only saw a Taoist temple in the green forest at the foot of the imperial city.
Master Yan Se did not take Ning Que into the Nanmen Temple because the two were personal masters and apprentices. Ning Que was a student of the academy after all, and he was too close to Haotian Road. No matter from which perspective, it was very inappropriate.
"What I asked you to see is the flying eaves of the South Gate Tourism Hall."
Because of the previous conversation, Master Yan Se's face looked ugly and his tone was very stiff.
Ning Que looked at him as he spoke and saw behind the gray walls and green trees, he could vaguely see the flying eaves stretching in the blue sky of the Taoist temple.
"Master, why do you need to look at this eaves? Once again, I realized the rules that craftsmen of all generations subconsciously summarized from the momentum of rain? It is enough to look at the Chunfeng Pavilion. Do you have to keep watching forever? We have seen a lot in Chang'an City these days The old pavilion of ancient temples, Taoist temples, small bridges and flowing waters, if you look at it, I am worried that Chang'an Mansion will suspect that we are a group of thieves of old and young. "
"Grass Character..."
"Master, I was wrong."
Master Yan Se suppressed the anger in his heart for a while, pointed to the flying eaves deep in the Taoist temple, and said with a pale face: "This time I'm not looking at the flying eaves, but the eaves beasts squatting on the flying eaves. You release your mindfulness. Go and see what's there."
Ning Que's expression suddenly became serious. After a moment of silence, he slowly released his mind power. He touched the stone-made beasts half-squatting on the eaves from afar. The existence of the beasts was fed back into the consciousness woven by the heaven and earth. It seemed very clear in the sea, but the next moment, the beasts seemed to have come alive, and he could even see their gaze!
His heartbeat began to speed up gradually, his breathing became heavier and heavier, while the beasts in his sea of consciousness and vision became clearer and clearer. The pressure from him became heavier and heavier, which directly made his face look like It became pale and the body was extremely stiff.
Master Yan Se stood beside him, not worried about his reaction, but instead felt calm and slightly happy. Ning Que was so sensitive to the reaction of the beast, which slightly diluted some of the anger he had been teased before.
Ning Que shook his head, got rid of the previous state, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, looked at Master Yan Se and said, "Master, I feel it, I understand it too."
Master Yan Se frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Ning Que to be able to escape from the pressure of the beast on his own.
Ning Que glanced at the beasts that had become smaller in the distance and said, "Master, do you want to tell me that these stone beasts are also talismans, which are given power and power by the divine talisman master. Pressure?"
Master Yan Se said, "Yes. What I am more confused now is why you are not panicked when you first come into contact with beasts."
Ning Que looked at him, and after a moment of silence, he answered honestly: "I have come into contact with beasts before."
Master Yan Se raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "When? Where?"
Ning Que said: "Last spring, I was in the palace. When the carriage passed by the laundry bureau, for some reason, I saw the beasts on the eaves of the palace and suddenly felt that they had come alive. I was very uncomfortable at that time."
Master Yan Se was silent for a long time, and suddenly reached out and touched his head, his eyes full of gentle admiration.
"I always feel that your temperament and mood are not suitable for practicing Taoism after listening to your words. I even think that I was misled by your notes and saw something wrong."
As the world's top talisman master, the old Taoist knew very well that a young man who had never been exposed to practice could be born to realize the power of the beasts, which represents what kind of talent he has in terms of talismans.
"I'm very pleased that you have proved your qualifications and abilities once again."
Ning Que said with a smile: "Master, qualifications and abilities are in the body, and there is no need to prove that it has always existed."
"You said a lot of nonsense today, and this sentence makes sense." Master Yan Se laughed and continued to ask with concern: "Last time in the Imperial City Laundry Bureau, it was the first time you felt the beasts in the Eaves. Pressure?"
Ning Que fell into a long silence because of this problem.
He remembered that day last spring, he and Sangsang stood on the straight and spacious street, standing in the drizzle, and were then suppressed into two by the painting of Suzaku in the middle of the avenue. The past of the statue.
After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Master Yan Se and said, "Actually... earlier on the Suzaku Street, the stone sculpture of Suzaku also gave me the same feeling, but I don't know What is the Suzaku picture?"
Master Yan Se listened to his answer, his eyes narrowed into two thin slits, and suddenly said, "Do you want to go and see that Suzaku again?"
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Of course Ning Que didn't want to see it. It had nothing to do with the pure fake carved by Suzaku in the stone without Shen Yun. He was just subconsciously extremely resistant to the painting of Suzaku on the stone path - maybe it was because he was taken on the spring rain last year. The ancient intention of the vermilion bird seeping out of the middle of the avenue was so scared that he subconsciously remembered the experience of death after escaping to the streets in Xia Menye last year. In short, the shadow deep in his heart was so rich that it was beyond words. .
However, as an excellent student, he knows very well that every time the teacher asks students if they want to do something, they just need to take an attitude that respects your wishes. In fact, the teacher will never want to hear you except affirmation. There was any answer outside, so when Master Yan Se spoke, he honestly replied that he wanted to go.
The master and apprentice walked south along the spacious and straight Suzaku Avenue from the foot of the imperial city, as if stepping on a gray-brown ribbon embroidered with green lace, and walked from the head of the giant in Chang'an City to the chest.
Looking at the painting of Suzaku on the stone slab carved in the middle of the avenue, Ning Que felt his mouth dry, and his hands subconsciously put them into his cuffs, holding them tightly, and his body felt a little stiff.
The Suzaku portrait is as solemn and beautiful as usual, with its wings not fully unfolding. It was just when it was about to be revitalized. The two eyes that were not angry but powerful were very good. No matter from any angle, they would feel that it was staring at it. you. This is a must-see attraction for the people of various counties in the Tang Dynasty when they come to Chang'an City, and the eyes of the Suzaku portrait are also the wonder that all tourists enjoy.
Standing among the crowd of people with different clothes and looking at the painting of Suzaku in the middle, perhaps because of the noisy and vigorous surrounding environment, Ning Que's sense of alertness and fear faded a little.
However, his body was still stiff and his hands and feet were still cold, because he always felt that these eyes that had been staring at him coldly had nothing to do with the skills of the sculptors. These eyes seemed to tell him that this Suzaku who had experienced thousands of years of storms... ...is alive.