Chapter 112: The Scheme of Changing the Beams for the Black Bamboo
Reciting talismans was something Lingxiang was good at, but this was her first time to recite talismans for magical weapons.
Generally, talismans will burn after use, so there is no need to pay too much attention to whether the spiritual power on the yellow paper and cinnabar can last long. Even the suppression talisman, if it is not used to seal the monster, there is no need to consider this. But this magic weapon is different. It can't be used once and then not used again, so Lingxiang also thought about it for a long time.
During the Lantern Festival, she noticed the corpse of one of the demon rats in Youranju. It was clearly wounded by spiritual energy. According to the situation at that time, Long Qi did not know how to draw spirits into the weapon. Even if he did, it would be spiritual energy of the five elements of fire. And if it was based on Xinyi's cultivation, there would be no such shallow wounds. So the wound on the rat demon must have been caused by Jindong.
Firstly, although Honeysuckle was a pseudo-spiritual root, it at least had all five elements, and it was very likely to draw out such a clear spiritual power. Secondly, he was holding an unopened soft sword, and if it was just an ordinary sword wound, it would not leave such a mark.
After all the calculations, only Honeysuckle can do it.
Originally Lingxiang thought that although Xinyi was not proficient in Taoism, he had achieved Dan with his martial arts and the Lu family's unique skills. If he was taught some Taoist skills, his cultivation would definitely be able to reach a higher level.
And Long Qi had already practiced the "Dragon Entanglement Sword Art". If he was assisted by the spirit-inducing method, he would be able to communicate with the spirit of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss. His future practice should be smooth. It's just that he is relatively lacking in the art of mind-control. But with a little training in the future, these will not be a problem.
The only thing that really made Lingxiang think was Honeysuckle's practice.
Honeysuckle's spiritual roots are not as good as Long Qi and Xin Yi's. Unlike them, she does not have any family heirlooms, and she does not have anything outstanding. She has never practiced martial arts before. If she insists on practicing now, she has to follow the steps.
But Lingxiang is not a person who sticks to the rules. If she really follows the general steps of cultivation, regardless of whether this step-by-step approach is feasible, even if she really achieves success, I am afraid that this honeysuckle will become as old as the old man with the bamboo stick.
I have limited spiritual roots and have no way to practice cultivation. Could it be that I am at a loss as to how to practice cultivation on a person with healthy spiritual roots?
Just when he was puzzled, he saw the scar on the Lantern Festival, which really made him realize that there is always a way out after going through so many twists and turns.
Judging from the scar, although Honeysuckle is a pseudo-spiritual root, it can inadvertently integrate the five elements and lead the spirit into the instrument. In this case, we will use it as a breakthrough point and select a cultivation path that can bring out its strengths.
After much thought, she decided that if she really wanted to start with this, she would have to ask the old man with the bamboo stick for advice. It happened that the old man with the bamboo stick told her about the purple-leaved golden amaranth, so she asked him about it.
When the old man with the bamboo stick was practicing, he also suffered from a lack of spiritual roots. Fortunately, Taoist Wuwei discovered that he was very talented in setting up formations, so he persuaded the old man with the bamboo stick, who wanted to give up, to try this as a breakthrough. Sure enough, he really made great progress in this area, and because of his outstanding formation skills, his cultivation was improved and he broke through the realms repeatedly. Even the formation skills learned by Master Zhaoming, half of the formation books were written by him.
It was also on that day that the old man with the bamboo stick gave Lingxiang a solution.
Honeysuckle can not only integrate the power of the five elements, but also guide the spirit into the instrument. It is better to teach him to operate the five elements and then guide him to use the five elements magic. The method of talismans is the most intuitive.
The Five Elements Talisman can draw out the power of the five elements separately, and can also be combined in twos or three to form other different forms.
But if the method of simply using talismans is too troublesome, not to mention drawing and preparing talismans, you won't be able to be independent in the future, and you won't have to carry a pocket full of talisman papers.
So the old man with the bamboo stick asked Lingxiang to make him a folding fan.
The folding fan he mentioned was not the paper fan used by the young masters in the world, but an iron fan that was like a weapon.
The iron fan has many techniques, such as stabbing, chopping, picking, pressing, and mixing. It is similar to the soft sword used by Jin Dong when he first started learning martial arts. It is easy to use. After the fan is opened, it can also block hidden weapons and spells. Although it is a bit short, it can be compensated by the method of attracting spirits. There are also many carved patterns on the fan, which is just right for engraving the five elements talismans on it to help attract spirits.
"But the fan is not as strong as other weapons. You need to use more cleverness and strength. Isn't it too feminine?" After hearing what the old man with the bamboo stick said, Lingxiang was very hesitant. "Hey~ If it's really as you said, that kid can draw the spirit into the weapon, then he can wrap the spirit energy around the fan, and even if he uses that rough method, it should be fine. Besides, if he can really improve his cultivation with this, why would he care about these mundane thoughts?"
Lingxiang thought it was true: "In that case, we can make it with the body of a magic weapon. But if it is made of iron, it will be too troublesome. I remember that you have a few hundred-year-old black bamboos, but you don't need them anyway, why don't you cut one off and give it to me..."
Before Lingxiang finished speaking, the old man with the bamboo stick started howling, "I knew you were after my treasures! For a hundred years, I have never thought of taking them, but you want to destroy my bamboo garden for your useless apprentice? No way, no way, forget it."
"Hey! Why are you doing this, old man?" Seeing the old man with the bamboo stick like this, Lingxiang started to act like a spoiled child. "The black bamboo is just sitting there anyway, why not give it to me to make a bamboo fan, so that it can be put to good use. Besides, I only want one, not all of it, so you don't have to be so stingy, you're already hundreds of years old."
"Stingy?" The old man with the bamboo stick's beard stood up when he heard this. "If I were stingy, would I let a little robber like you take away so many things? How do you know how much effort I put into these black bamboos? It's so easy for you to say that!"
Seeing that the old man with the bamboo stick seemed determined, Lingxiang quickly stood up, looked down at him and said, "Are you really not going to give it to me?"
"Absolutely not!"
The two of them confronted each other for a moment, but Lingxiang suddenly laughed - this old man was plotting against her.
She sat down and said with a smile, "Tell me, what do you want me to do to make it yours?"
The old man with the bamboo stick opened one eye and looked at the spiritual incense, then cleared his throat and said, "I heard that you developed a spiritual pill a few days ago. I think it should be very useful. If you bring a hundred or eighty pills to exchange with me, I might give you one."
What a big mouth you have! He even gave me a hundred or eighty of them!
"Forget about the hundred or eighty pills, but I still have three left. If you really want them, I can give them all to you. Otherwise, I will give them to someone else and I can still do you a favor." Lingxiang smiled and took out a purse from her Qiankun bag and weighed it.
Hearing the sound of his purse, the old man with the bamboo stick immediately turned his head.
The purple-leafed golden amaranth is about to bloom, and it needs to be well nourished after it blooms. The Soul Gathering Pill is indeed the best choice. Not to mention three pills, even one is enough.
But that is a hundred-year-old black bamboo!
Never mind, never mind. He had never received anything good from this little bandit before. Three is fine!
"In that case, after the purple-leafed golden atractylodes are used as medicine to make pills, you must give me a few. If you agree, I will give you a hundred-year-old black bamboo."
This old man has actually learned to exploit me like this. Never mind. By that time, this old man won't know how many pills will be made. Isn't it up to me to decide?
"A word is settled!"
Upon hearing this, the old man with the bamboo stick snatched the purse from Lingxiang's hand.
"It's hard to chase a horse!"
(End of this chapter)
