novelslam Chapter 8: Making Talismans, Exorcising Talismans
Chapter 8: Making Talismans, Exorcising Talismans
"He was controlled by an evil spirit before, but he's fine now. He'll wake up in a while."
Li Xuan explained casually.
When dealing with these official violent institutions, especially before he has achieved spiritual enlightenment, it is best to be cautious.
It would be best to establish a friendly relationship.
Soon, the police officers and medical staff arrived together.
Upon seeing the scene, everyone's gaze towards Li Xuan changed.
This is an ancient Eastern sorcerer with magical powers; we must not offend him.
In movies and TV shows, those evil wizards are said to be wizards from the ancient East.
Soon, both Aunt Wang and Zhang Xiao woke up from their coma.
The medical staff arrived just in time.
Strangely enough, the bullets entered Aunt Wang's body but no blood flowed out. When Aunt Wang woke up, blood immediately gushed from the wounds.
"Stop the bleeding quickly!"
The on-site medical staff performed basic first aid, stopped the bleeding, and took Aunt Wang to the hospital.
On the way, Aunt Wang kept shouting that she didn't want to go to the hospital, but the doctor completely ignored her.
Well, judging from the situation, Aunt Wang is probably going to have to cough up a large sum of US dollars this time.
As for the statements, the sheriff will report them to his superiors when he gets back; this matter shouldn't have been their responsibility in the first place.
After returning home, Li Xuan felt completely refreshed.
But soon, while taking a shower, he thought of something.
"Why did I only achieve one month's worth of cultivation after a hundred days of arduous practice following a sudden enlightenment?"
"Am I really a cultivation failure?"
"Also, why wasn't there a reward for paying respects to the patriarch today?"
"Never mind, I'll just shower and go to sleep, I'm so tired."
The next day.
Li Xuan slept until after midnight. After washing up, he greeted his ancestor as usual.
"Don't worry about Aunt Wang's money for now. Let's talk about it after she's discharged from the hospital. If she really dares to renege on her promise, well..."
"How can we expand and strengthen our business, and achieve even greater success?"
He's got the skills; now he needs to figure out how to make money.
They used to rely on deception, but things are different now. Now they have real skills.
"Yes, let's get a batch of talismans first. Whether we sell them for money or use them ourselves, we need to prepare a batch first."
"This won't work either; it's not taught in the Huangting Daojing!"
"By the way, search online! Drawing talismans with magic power shouldn't be too bad!"
Without hesitation, Li Xuan took out the materials and found specific video tutorials.
After careful selection, he chose an exorcism talisman, knowing that Aunt Wang's family would definitely need one.
To complete the drawing in one go without making mistakes, he spread out a stack of old newspapers, dipped them in ink, and began to trace the lines stroke by stroke.
First, it was crooked and twisted, and the talisman heads couldn't even be connected together.
Later on, the pen stopped shaking, and I could finish drawing in one go without looking at the sample.
He kept drawing until he could draw the entire talisman from beginning to end with his eyes closed, without any error.
Li Xuan then put down his brush and let out a long breath.
I've finally mastered one of the talismans.
He spread out a new sheet of yellow talisman paper and took the cinnabar dish.
This time, the feeling of writing was completely different; magical power flowed from my fingertips to the tip of the pen.
The brush tip landed on the talisman paper, completed in one go.
Wherever the cinnabar passed, a faint light flowed across the talisman.
Fu Cheng.
He picked up his pen, looked at the red light that was slowly fading from the paper, felt the faint spiritual energy emanating from it, and grinned.
"I'm a genius."
Li Xuan stared at the talisman in his hand, finding it more and more pleasing to the eye, his mouth almost stretching to his ears in a wide grin.
He examined the talisman several times before carefully putting it down, leaning back in his chair, crossing his legs, and exuding an uncontrollable smugness.
"You finished it on your first try, what does that mean?"
He asked himself the question and answered it, tapping his fingers on the table.
"This shows that the ancestral master has blessed me with talent. It shows that I, Li Xuan, was born to make a living from talismans."
Since transmigrating, he's encountered numerous setbacks in everything he does, and he's starting to doubt whether he's a complete failure.
Now that's great, I slammed a talisman on the table, and my confidence returned.
It's not pure waste.
Not only is it not good, it's actually quite good.
As for what level it means to succeed in making a talisman on the first try, he didn't know, nor did it matter.
They definitely have talent.
Unfortunately, his current cultivation level is not high enough to draw a second talisman; he needs to replenish his magical power first.
Li Xuan felt more and more comfortable as he thought about it, and couldn't help but pick up the talisman again and play with it in his hand, humming an unknown tune.
After enjoying the moment for a while, he remembered his cultivation level again.
No matter how you look at it, cultivation is the foundation of everything.
He then focused on his spiritual practice again.
Before I entered the path, no matter how I meditated and practiced, it felt as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Now that we've taken the first step and cultivated our magical power, sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be much easier.
However, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so thin that it took him more than an hour of breathing exercises according to the cultivation methods in the Huangting Daojing to make up for the magical power he had just lost.
Next comes the practice of circulating spiritual energy to repair the dantian and clear impurities, so that it can accommodate more magical power.
Time really does fly when you're practicing spiritual cultivation.
When Li Xuan opened his eyes, he thought only two or three hours had passed, but in reality, it was already dark.
He was awakened by hunger. Although he was sitting cross-legged here and could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reduce the body's consumption, he was still hungry.
When I got downstairs, Chinatown was brightly lit and bustling with people.
"I've only been cultivating for half a day, but it feels like so much time has passed."
Walking down the street, Li Xuan suddenly felt a sense of being in another world.
His six senses became more acute. Although he did not become a superman, he thought that if he continued to cultivate like this, it would only be a matter of time.
Old Wu's Egg Fried Rice.
I randomly walked up to a food truck, ordered a plate of fried rice, sat down at a small table and chair, and started scrolling through my phone.
The girls in the story, all of whom are different from each other, have one thing in common.
That means wearing too little clothing.
"Oh, Master Li has a taste for this!"
Not long after, Old Wu brought over the fried rice with egg and joked.
"A beautiful and graceful lady is the object of a gentleman's affections!"
Li Xuan didn't seem to mind at all, smiled and replied, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
He used to eat here often because the fried rice was cheap, only $7 a serving.
If you're just having a casual meal, $100 has pretty much purchasing power.
"Another submissive man..."
Li Xuan's ears twitched as he heard a voice coming from the table next to him.
Actually, the sound was very soft, more like a murmur, and an ordinary person would definitely not be able to hear it.
He glanced over instinctively and saw a slightly chubby Chinese girl in her teens, dressed in a flamboyant American style, sitting there. She rolled her eyes when she saw him looking over.
Damn it, I wasn't even looking at you, you fat woman!
This whole incident left him feeling rather unhappy.
Thinking it best to avoid trouble, he didn't utter a sound of complaint and continued eating.