Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 5
In a blink of an eye.

After the boring and expectant work of paperwork, it is a rest day again.

Lin Xuanzhi enjoyed the two-point and one-line life.

I did morning class and had breakfast.

Like an otaku, he once again hid in the study to pursue the great cause of cultivating immortals, completely ignoring how many people posted posts inviting him to enjoy the prosperity of the gods and the beauty of the city.

Before breakfast, there is usually a bowl of body-reinforcing decoction, but Lin Xuanzhi got a urn of jiaogu body-nourishing ointment because of its strong medicinal effect, so there is no need to take it every day, one spoonful for seven days is enough to digest for a long time.

An urn the size of a baby's head is barely enough to last the first half of the year, and by then my cultivation level of essence cultivation should be about the same. After all, although I haven't developed Qi before, the accumulation of vitality in food supplements is also good.

After nourishing the essence, the second state of cultivation is to gather energy.

The soul attracts the Baihui to move, and the soul comes out of the body to sense the heaven and the earth, so as to comprehend the innate little supernatural powers in several ways. At the same time, it is also the stage of attracting the heaven and earth aura into the body and blending with the vitality to give birth to mana.

At that time, it was considered that he really had some extraordinary means.

Unlike the current level of nourishing essence, it is just a strong body and a strong soul, which can draw amulets and chant spells, or use the power of the soul to perform some illusions and tricks.

There are several situations in drawing talismans, such as Lin Xuanzhi, an unschooled patriarch, basically can only draw talismans inspired by heaven and earth, or sincerely burn incense and fast, and draw with spiritual responses such as holiness and power.

Of course, if you have a personal relationship with some ghosts and gods, you can also use the power of ghosts and gods to draw symbols, or even invite ghosts and gods.

in the study.

Lin Xuanzhi rubbed his eyebrows and put down the old book in his hand, which talked about the method of drawing talismans.

The book introduces "Evil Repelling Talisman", "Anzhai Talisman", "Shenshen Talisman", "Golden Sore Talisman", "Ghost Killing Talisman", "Acacia Talisman", "Dream Charm", "Burning Sun Talisman" and "Ganlin Talisman" Lin Xuanzhi can learn the nine kinds of talismans and mantras.

He has long been familiar with the contents of the book, but he has never tried it himself.

As for the talisman paper, talisman brush, and cinnabar, of course, they have already prepared for it, so I can try it today.

Fasting and bathing are not necessary, because he does not pray to the gods, but uses his own cultivation to sense the ubiquitous heaven and earth inspiration, and he doesn't care if you are clean or not.

The mind is clear and calm.

Lin Xuanzhi came to the table where the supplies were placed, burned incense and concentrated, then picked up the talisman brush, chanted a mantra, raised his hand on the yellow talisman paper, and drew a "Shenfu talisman" in one go!
I saw the aura flickering on the talisman, and then slowly faded away, it was obvious that it was different from the usual deceptive stuff.

A success!
"And... unexpectedly, it is more aura than the talismans drawn at the ordinary level of nourishing essence, and its power is about [-]% stronger?!"

"Is it because of me? Or... because of the moon?"

But after a moment of hesitation, Lin Xuanzhi was sure that he must be extremely talented!

Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Xuanzhi drew a few more strokes of each of the nine kinds of spells, until he felt a bit of exhaustion in his soul, and then stopped.

After lunch with great effort, Lin Xuanzhi fell into a deep sleep when he returned to his room, he didn't know what the world was like.

After waking up in the afternoon, I felt refreshed. After stretching, Lin Xuanzhi got up and paced, opened the window to enjoy the scenery outside.

"It's a bit indulgent today, but I finally have some miraculous means."

In a good mood, he was about to ask Biyue and Qiuwen to put dinner under the peach tree in the yard, and have a leisurely meal, when he saw Shen Tuhong, his grandfather's personal guard, walk into the yard led by Biyue.

"Master Shentu, but what is the old man's order?"

Shen Tuhong is over sixty years old, with gray hair, but still looks full of vigor. He followed his grandfather when he was young, and his martial arts cultivation is quite ready for perfection.

"Fifth young master, the general invites you and the eldest young master to have dinner together."

Lin Xuanzhi nodded and smiled, "Master, please go back to grandfather first, and Xuanzhi will go after changing clothes."

Changing into a water-blue gown, simply hanging a brocade pouch and a jade pendant around his waist, and having his hair re-cut, Lin Xuanzhi came to Chunxi Hall where his grandfather spent his days caring for him.

in the yard.

I saw a burly old man with only sporadic white hair on his head, an ordinary face and an ordinary manner, but his eyes were very sharp and energetic, and he was casually "practicing" Lin Xianzhi.

That scene made Lin Xuanzhi unable to bear to look directly at it.

"Fortunately, I am a cultivator, fortunately, fortunately..."

It had nothing to do with him, Lin Xuanzhi was happy to stand aside and observe the two martial arts.

After a long while, seeing that Lin Xianzhi had really reached his limit, Mr. Lin Tianhu finally gave up.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled and offered tea to the old man, while someone over there brought tonic soup for the eldest brother.

After Lin Tianhu drank the tea like a cow, he sat down at the head of the table, and then greeted him, "Xuan Zhi, come and sit down, it's really tiring to stand."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Lin Xianzhi again, and said angrily, "Damn it, why don't you just give wine glasses to those savages!"

The Wuman tribe has the habit of taking human heads to make wine glasses.

Lin Xianzhi, who is in his 30s, faced his grandfather's reprimand but could only listen respectfully and honestly, and sometimes had to laugh along with him.

After listening to the old man commenting on Lin Xianzhi's kung fu, the three began to enjoy dinner.

Martial arts practitioners eat a lot and eat more nutritious foods. Although Lin Xuanzhi doesn't need to eat as much as they do, he is also somewhat particular about eating.

There was a large table of delicacies, and within a short time, the grandpa and grandson ate up everything.

The three of them closed the door, and saw the old man sitting on the upper chair, with a gloomy face and a cold look in his eyes, and said: "Twelve years ago, before Ze'er went to collect supplies from Shiwan Dashan, the fire-breathing Naxuan in the city It is true that Dan was sent to Blue Wind City by Qiu Laogou's eldest son, Qiu Lie, to heal the lieutenant's injuries, and returned soon afterwards."

"And that gang of looting barbarians had a clear goal. They seemed to know the escort route of Ze'er and the others, and they were basically sure that someone tipped them off!"

Lin Xuanzhi's face was calm when he heard the words, and he said calmly, "How did my grandfather find out?"

The old man snorted twice: "Even if they cleaned up the traces, they are not immortals after all, so it is difficult to cover everything."

"At a ghost market in Siguniang Mountain in the border town, a spirit ghost accidentally talked about it after being drunk. It happened to be heard by one of Old Man Shi's cronies. Knowing that it was related to our family, he spent 50 taels of incense and sky silver. Only then did he pry his mouth open. The ghost said that he saw someone sneaking towards the Wubarbarians, and then sneaking back."

"Not long after Ze'er received the order to go to Shiwanda Mountain to pick up supplies!"

As the eldest son and grandson of Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, Lin Xianzhi was naturally concerned about the matter of his third uncle Lin Ze.

"Can the spirit ghost see clearly who the person is?"

The old man snorted coldly and said, "The face is not clear, but the aura of mana is difficult to completely cover up. It is Wu Changbao, a sorority mage from the enemy's family. He has reached the level of enlightenment 12 years ago."

Lin Xuanzhi's eyelids drooped slightly, and the bottom of his eyes flickered. After thinking for a moment, he said coldly: "The Qiu family... the second son of Old General Qiu, Qiu Yan, is in the same position as his father, and his level is comparable. He was expected to be promoted after Baodan back then. .”

"Could it be that it's really for the position of Lord and General of Beifeng City?"

(End of this chapter)