So I became a god

Chapter 22 The Art of Talismans
Before I knew it, it was already July, and I had lived in this world for three full months on weekends.

However, although he is now obsessed with practicing Taoism on the weekend, he has not let go of the power in his hands.

Not only that, he also received a letter of appointment from the provincial government and officially became the leader of the security team of Renjia Town.

Weekend is very clear that in this turbulent era, having guns and soldiers in his hands is his greatest reliance.

period,

He expanded his armaments, recruited soldiers, and strengthened his power.On the one hand, security protects the people, and is fair and strict.The management of Renjia Town is actually orderly, with a hint of stability and prosperity.

For a time,

The prestige in Renjia Town reached its peak at the weekend.

The speed of practice on weekends can be described as rapid progress. In just one month, the realm has surpassed Wencai, and he has cultivated to the third level of Qi training.

With such an abnormal speed of cultivation, even Uncle Jiu, who has always been steady and calm, felt like beeping a dog in his heart.

then,

Qiusheng and Wencai were unlucky.

Every day, Uncle Jiu took the cane and drove him into the quiet room to practice. Before he went out on the weekend, he couldn't even think about stepping out of the quiet room.

This inexplicable sense of familiarity reminded Zhou Zhou of his classmate Xiaopang who lived next door to him when he was young.

What a pity for the hearts of parents in the world!
But as the saying goes, strict teachers produce excellent apprentices.Seeing Qiu Sheng who had stayed on the third level of Qi training for many years, his realm unexpectedly became slightly loose.

Both Uncle Jiu and Zhou weekend had fatherly smiles on their faces.

In the Maoshan school, disciples who have cultivated to the third level of Qi training can learn the orthodox Maoshan Taoism.As for Maoshan Taoism, you need to practice to the fifth level of Qi training before you can touch it.

Maoshan School has a variety of techniques, broad and profound.Among them, the most famous ones are controlling corpses, inviting gods, talismans, arrays, watching qi, controlling ghosts, and thunder methods.

And Uncle Jiu's talent is outstanding, except for Lei Fa, a special existence that requires Lei Linggen to cultivate, he has dabbled in other methods of magic.

Qiu Sheng's progress made Uncle Jiu very happy. Although he didn't show it on his face, he knew on the weekend that he must be happy in his heart.

The happy Uncle Jiu is naturally very generous, so he decided to reward the great hero on the weekend.

He wants to teach Zhou Maoshan School's talisman technique on behalf of his younger brother.

Talismans are also called spells, and there are many types, which can be roughly divided into: soul-suppressing charms, ghost-expelling charms, corpse-controlling charms, evil spirit-breaking charms, disaster-eliminating charms, housing charms, body-fixing charms, and invisibility charms
Spells and spells, drawing amulets and chanting mantras, cooperate with each other and are indispensable.Only in this way can the greatest power and effect of the spell be brought into play.

What I learned from Qiu Sheng this weekend is the most basic soul-suppressing talisman among talismans.

As for why Qiusheng is here, in Uncle Jiu's words; learning the new by reviewing the past.

Hehe, shit, learning the new by reviewing the past, isn't it because Qiu Sheng is wandering outside, and everything you taught him before has been forgotten by him in his dog's stomach.

Forget it, for the sake of your painstaking efforts, I don't bother to expose you, lest you lose your old face.

"Junior Brother Fang Qiang, although you have extraordinary talent, the way of talismans cannot be learned by talent alone. It requires continuous learning, continuous practice, perseverance, and perseverance." Qiu Sheng put on a pair of seniors The style, taught to the weekend.

"Soul Requiem"

On the weekend, according to the drawing method and spells taught by Uncle Jiu, I drew a talisman on the yellow talisman.Then he recited the incantation and stuck it on Qiusheng's forehead.

Qiu Sheng suddenly became sluggish, although he could move his body, his eyes were dull and his expression was expressionless.

"It doesn't look difficult." Weekend muttered, and then walked out of the quiet room to go to Uncle Jiu to learn a few more talismans.

Qiusheng was left alone in the quiet room with a dazed expression, swaying like a fool.

Qiu Sheng finally stopped being salty fish, he felt humiliated and angry.

Because every time I learn a talisman on weekends, I will try it on him as soon as possible.But his master who used to always protect him and dote on him not only didn't stand up for him, but praised the weekend happily, and then looked at him with disappointment.

Qiu Sheng, who lost his master's favor, was very sad, very sad, and very angry.He decided to fight back, fight, and regain his master's love.

"People fight for one breath, Buddhas fight for one stick of incense. Fang Qiang, you wait for me, I will not give up my master to you." Qiu Sheng made a vow secretly in his heart.

"Ah Sneeze." On the weekend who was seriously studying ghost exorcism, he suddenly sneezed.

In a blink of an eye, another week passed.

The fifteenth of July is here.

Uncle Jiu basically doesn't help people with Feng Shui now, because he has a new job to support his family.

He competed to become the top class of the underworld bank, specializing in printing and selling ghost banknotes for the underworld.

July [-]th is Ghost Festival, and it is also a day when the gates of ghosts are wide open.On this day, those lonely and wild ghosts will be escorted up by ghost messengers to receive alms from the world.

As the middleman between Yin and Yang, Uncle Jiu would naturally not let go of this good opportunity to perform in the underworld.

Therefore, he, who has always been stingy and stingy, paid out of his own pocket, and specially invited a famous theater troupe from the provincial capital to come to Renjia Town to set up a stage.

only,
Tonight's play is not sung for people to watch, but for ghosts.

"July [-]th Ghost Festival, Uncle Jiu, who took over as the head class of the underworld bank, invited the troupe to sing. I didn't expect that "Zombie Supreme" was in the same world as "Mr. Zombie". A good exorcism talisman, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Qiu Sheng finally made up his mind to practice hard. At this time, I will absolutely not allow anyone to disturb his practice."

bang————

The ghost-exorcism talisman ignited without fire, and turned into ashes in the hands of the weekend.

"Master, where did Wen Cai go? I haven't seen him for so many days." Qiu Sheng walked out of the room with a tired face and asked Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu looked at himself, the prodigal apprentice who turned back, and felt relieved in his heart: "Wen Cai went to the town to listen to the opera."

"Listening to an opera?" Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up immediately, he was almost overwhelmed by the boring training in his room these days.

"Why is there a theater troupe in town tonight?"

"Yes, it's a famous actor from the provincial capital." Uncle Jiu replied while printing Ming notes.

"Really, then I'll go and have a look too." Qiu Sheng said happily.

"Hehe. If you don't want to live, just go." Jiushu said with a smile on his face.

Qiu Sheng's body shivered suddenly.

Because every time his master showed this smile, he and Wen Cai would definitely be in bad luck.

"Master, what do you mean?" Qiu Sheng asked weakly.

"Hmph! What do you mean, tonight's good show is not for people to listen to." Uncle Jiu replied with a cold snort.

"Gollum."

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face changed slightly.

"Then master, do you still agree to let Wencai go to the theater?"

"I didn't agree. It was he who had to go. He ran away before he even finished listening to me." Uncle Jiu said.

"Then I'll go and bring him back." Qiu Sheng immediately became anxious, and ran out the door after speaking.

Just as Uncle Jiu took out a bundle of red thread from his bosom, he looked up at the apprentice who had run away long ago, and suddenly became angry.

"Can't these two brats wait for the teacher to finish talking?"

(End of this chapter)