Nightfall Chapter 172: A few years later, the runemaster?
Volume One Early Morning Empire Chapter 172 A few years later?
Ning Que looked at the half cup of cold tea in front of him, focused on the spirit of the master's speech at this time, and felt a little calm.
Master Yan Se smiled slightly, raised his skinny arm, and drew a simple picture with his index finger in the air in front of him.
The air in the Liting Pavilion suddenly became dry, and a faint flame appeared in front of Ning Que's eyes magically, and then disappeared with a pop, making him almost jump off the ground.
Master Yan Se smiled and said: "Your friend said that the snow-capped mountains and the sea are strings. This is a good idea. The lines of the talisman can also be regarded as strings. You can play a piece of music that the world can understand, but I still think it's an article. The description is more accurate. Fu not only allows the world to understand the beauty of the melody, but also expresses ideas more clearly, looking for more detailed differences besides the dynamics."
After saying this, Master Yan Se raised his right hand again, and his index finger drew six strokes in the air.
Ning Que only felt a sense of dampness. He rose out of the air where the master's finger was broken, and then rushed towards his face with a soft slap. He subconsciously reached out and touched it and found that his face was actually wet, as if Just washed.
"Different thoughts, different lines, you can write a completely different article, triggering a completely different effect." Master Yan Se looked at Ning Que, who kept touching his face like an idiot, and said with a smile: "I teach you Talismans, that is to teach you how to write articles."
"How to write the article? After learning the classics of the former sages and perceiving the laws of the vitality of the world, how do you make the last stroke on the paper so that the vitality of the world will know your mind? There is no other trickery in this last step, or say You can only use tricks. What do you mean by clever words? It refers to talent. If you can write it, you can write it. You can't write it. Even if you don't sleep day and night in the ink pond of the big river, you still can't write it."
Master Yan Se looked at Ning Que and said: "The final achievement of Fu Dao depends on talent. Talent is the most precious gift Haotian bestows on us. Only a few people can have this kind of luck. Have this kind of luck."
"This... seems too difficult."
Ning Que was a little at a loss. He saw the magic but did not know how the magic happened. The master went back to the old metaphysical path in the end. He did not hear any operable guidance, such as talent. Something is not clear and the Tao is unclear, let alone the use of this unclear and unclear thing to achieve the most critical stroke?
"If Talisman Dao ultimately relies on talent, then the first practitioner in the world to discover Talisman Dao will see the traces of runes between heaven and earth, subconsciously copy the meaning, write the first talisman, and follow you "Fu Dao cannot be passed down, so how can he..."
He considered his words, and continued: "Let this civilization pass on?"
Master Yan Se pondered for a moment and said: "Although the Talisman cannot be passed down, the spirit of the Talisman can be passed on, and the words can record the thoughts can record the past. How did the earliest talisman discover and write the first talisman, It must be a coincidence."
"Perhaps countless thousands of years ago, the great cultivator walked to some kind of cliff, looked at the crack in the rock, and suddenly felt in his heart. He condensed in the sword beside his waist, and he condensed the cliff with a random wave. The vitality is in it."
"The first talisman must be a spontaneous existence, and when the great practitioner discovers the secrets hidden in those sword marks, he will definitely try again. If he succeeds again, then the second talisman will be No longer a coincidence, but a conscious existence."
Ning Que asked: "But it is also possible that the practitioner has not written the second talisman in his life."
Master Yan Se looked at him and said: "The first practitioner failed, the second practitioner, and the third and fourth. The beginning of heaven and earth is endless, the practitioners are endless, and there is no success. Stop exploring the secrets of the world, then there will be a successful and conscious sage, and this is undoubtedly an inevitable thing."
Ning's shortcomings are taught.
Master Yan Se said: "The same truth is that Fudao cannot be taught but the spirit of Fudao can be transmitted. The practitioner will definitely tell his disciple before he dies, his disciple will try again, and it may succeed. It may fail, or it may even be cut off. But I believe that after countless years, some great practitioners will discover the secret of Talisman and pass it on to their own disciples. That disciple will try again. If he succeeds, he will Pass it down again, until finally there is a success, pass it down to today."
Ning Que raised his head and said with emotion: "It's really a big wave to wash the sand. I don't know how many great practitioners have not passed down their skills."
"This is not a big wave scouring the sand, but more like climbing a mountain that has never reached the top. Some people are forced to stop at the foot of the mountain, some people climb to the mountainside, but are blown off the cliff by the mountain wind, and The Tao has been passed down to this day, and it has reached the peak of the present. Only if you look into the future, you will know that this mountain is still infinitely high."
Master Yan Se looked at him and sighed and said: “The Talisman’s appearance is too difficult and too hard. It is no longer able to express the character of hardship when it is passed down to this day. It is as tragic as a husband, so when I found out The potential is so excited, and since you are lucky enough to have this potential, you must cherish it, not only for yourself, but also for the Tao of Talisman itself."
Ning Que sighed with emotion after hearing the endless vicissitudes of life, his body was slightly stiff, and his thoughts drifted back to countless years ago with these words.
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In ancient times, a tribal wizard wearing animal skins came to rest in a cave after presiding over a ceremony to worship the sky. The tribal wizard picked up a red stone and drew a picture on the cave wall while singing a cryptic song.
The wizard wanted to describe that the fire today was so beautiful, so beautiful, and red, but he didn't expect that the painting was only half completed and it burned on the cave wall!
The wizard babbled and screamed, and fell to the ground in embarrassment. He kept kowtow at the burning picture, and the animal skin on his hip kept trembling with fear. People in the tribe heard the screams of the wizards rushing into the cliff, and then they also saw the burning picture, and collectively knelt to the ground in fear, crying and crying thinking it was some kind of evil worship.
The wizard is the most wise man in the tribe. After he sobered and calmed down, he drove everyone out of the cave. The burning picture gradually extinguished. He looked at the charred traces remaining on the wall of the cave. After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his fingers and touched it nervously. Gradually his eyes lit up and he turned around and found the previous piece of red in the cave. The stone, trembling, tried to repaint the picture.
After that day, the wizard never painted a burning picture, but he has become the greatest wizard around the plateau.
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There was a battle between the Central Plains and the wasteland. Countless people died. Blood water immersed in the black wilderness, soaking the grass and mud into something like pepper. A practitioner from Minshan squatted silently on the wilderness, watching He was holding the body of his former brother, holding a branch that he didn't know where he picked it from, and unconsciously painting among the blood and mud.
Not far behind him, the black and red wasteland seemed to have come to life. It kept arching open and then scattered. Numerous earthworms and insects were scattered in panic, as if there was a mutated large earthworm below.
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A disciple was holding the original rune left by the teacher, and kept copying it on yellow paper, from youth to old age until white head. The yellow paper behind him filled the room with cobwebs tied to the beam. He was still there. Keep copying.
Someone sits on the top of Zhongli Mountain’s high rise, holding a drawing board in his arms, with various paints next to him, watching the flowing clouds in the mountains, painting from early morning to dusk, and then the sunrise, winter to spring Xia Wuyan, he was still painting.
From ancient times to the present, those who are extremely lucky or mistakenly smashed into the Talisman, as well as those who want to master the Talisman, they keep copying the traces between the sky and the earth, and they keep thinking about what is in their hearts. For an article, they finished writing on the paper in the room, bald the pen, painted all the rivers and mountains, and dyed the pool black.
Maybe success or failure, but they have been working hard and trying desperately. It is precisely because of this desperate effort and trial that the mysterious gift Haotian gave to mankind has not been completely taken back, but The danger has been passed down to today.
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"Every Talisman Master is obliged to pass on what he has learned in his life, or it is a responsibility that we cannot resist, because those former sages did exactly that. They exhausted all their energy and spirit. Let us still have the Dao in our world."
Master Yan Se looked at Ning Que with his head down and said solemnly: "I have been satisfied in my life to find a heir like you. However, what is sad is that the inheritance of Fu Dao is just as mentioned earlier. , Can only pass on its spirit but not its skills, so whether the spirit of Fu Dao can not be cut off on my line, after all, depends on you."
Ning Que leaned over to salute, and said, "I will try not to let the master down."
"Disappointment? What is disappointment? If I only hope you can pass on the Talisman, then I believe you will not disappoint me, because I have a pair of magician eyes, I know this is not for you It’s not difficult."
"But my hope for you is by no means limited to this. I always think that there is a kind of power in the world to limit the inheritance of the rune. You must know that including me, the gods who have appeared in the world can not use the rune. The two characters are truly seen through. Since we are all unable to see through, naturally we cannot pass on the core and the simplest principles of Fu Dao."
"I am too old to cross that threshold. If you have a chance to cross that threshold in the future, then I believe that the inheritance of Talisman Dao will become an easy task. By then, with Fu Shu Dao, Manipulating mountains and rivers... This sounds like a miracle, but I firmly believe that one day people can do this, and this should also be something that Fu Dao must do."
Master Yan Se looked at him and said quietly: "Ning Que, I hope you can become that kind of person."
The weight of disappointment comes from how great the hope is placed. If Ning Que does not want to disappoint Master Yan Se, he must bear this heavy hope. He stared at the opposite side in a daze, feeling that his shoulders had been placed twice. A big mountain.
"Can I be that kind of person?"
"You must be that kind of person."
Ning Que looked at Master Yan Se’s old and sentimental face, and suddenly said, "Master, ask students the most basic things."
Master Yan Se stared at Ning Que's eyes for a long time, the emotions on his wrinkled face disappeared, and a smile began to rise. He was always comforted and said in harmony: "The journey of thousands of miles, Starting at your feet, I wish you a smooth journey."
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"How can I draw a character?"
"You must first perceive the heaven and earth vitality, the more delicate the better, and then draw the traces of the heaven and earth vitality flow according to what you see."
"Can't see how to draw?"
"Practitioners look at the world and never see with their eyes."
"That is the feeling?"
"Yes, I paint with feeling."
"You can draw anything you want?"
"Then you poke yourself blind first."
Master Yan Se gave him an angry look, stretched out a few books from behind and threw them to him.
Ning Que was almost killed.
Because what he caught was not a few books, but dozens of books, each of them was very thick, and together they seemed to be heavier than Chen Pipi. I don’t know when this old Taoist secretly took Moved over in the carriage.
Ning Que picked up a book and opened it. Looking at the winding lines on the front page, he found that it was not words, and it was so ugly that it was not even an abstract painting. He asked in a daze, "This... …Is a symbol?"
"Yes, this is the rune I have collected in my life, most of which are Taoism."
Master Yan Se poured himself a cup of tea to moisturize his throat, raised his head and continued: "These are the crystallization of the wisdom of the former sages. When you look at the traces of the world in the future, don't forget to refer to these runes." /
"As I said earlier, these are the articles written by the previous generations of talismans in their texts, which belong only to them. No matter how strong you are at plagiarism, you can write all the sample essays silently, but the scoring teacher still cannot understand. ."
Ning Que regretfully said, "I know that the teacher who reads the paper is illiterate."
Then he asked puzzledly: "Since I can't plagiarize, what use is it for me to learn these previous runes?"
"It is the same as perceiving the natural symbols of heaven and earth. These runes are just for you to learn from. You cannot be constrained by these traces to your imagination. Instead, you should forget these traces through observation, comprehend its spirit, and finally find yourself suitable Traces."
Forget the traces and understand the spirit? Isn't this just forgetting its form and keeping its meaning? Ning Que suddenly thought of the process of reading books in the past year, and couldn't help being shocked. It turned out that he had come up with a permanent character eight method that should be used at this moment!
Master Yan Se frowned when he saw him in shock. After Ning Que was silent for a while, he honestly told the master about his past reading in the old school, and then mentioned the origin of the chicken soup post.
"I found that using the Eight Methods of Yongzi I could barely understand some of the words left by the talisman. Because of my joy, I went to the *** trick to drink and celebrate. As a result, I drank too much before I wrote that chicken soup post. No thought after drinking, the little brushwork comprehended by the Eight Methods of Yongzi, all written in that post, will be able to enter the master's eyes."
After saying this, Ning Que subconsciously turned his head and looked at the sky outside the pavilion, wondering if there is really providence in the dark?
Master Yan Se smiled and said: "It is not Haotian who chooses you, but you have the ability and talent to win this choice."
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"Master, when you just drew it with your hand, a handful of clear water hit my face. I know this is a talisman, but can you draw a talisman with your fingers in the air? If each talisman’s talisman is unique Yes, then every talisman should be absolutely the same. You can control it with pen and ink, but how can you control it with one hand?"
"Even the pen and ink cannot guarantee that each talisman is exactly the same, because you use different paper, the ink travels at different speeds. The talisman follows the mind of the master, and the subtle differences are not too important. On the contrary, this The subtle differences, as long as they don’t go against their will, they can often fit the Fu Master’s mind fluctuations at the time, and the effect is good."
Master Yan Se continued: “As for the use of fingers to draw talisman in the air, it is more unstable compared with pen and ink, but a talisman who can achieve the talisman of nothing, he has completely mastered the fluctuation of his thought power, in other words , The finger painting at the previous moment is different from the finger painting at the next moment, but the final effect is exactly the same."
Ning Que asked: "What kind of talisman can fully grasp the fluctuation of his own thought power and draw the talisman of nothingness?"
Master Yan Se stretched his finger to his nose, smiled and said, "The runemaster."
Ning Que's spirit was deeply hit and frustrated.
"I divided the talisman into two types, the fixed form and the infinitive. The fixed form of the symbol relies on external objects, no matter whether it is a pen or a statue, it takes a long time to draw a symbol, but the final power is greater. The infinite symbol is The infinitive can be completed in an instant, but the power is average."
Listening to the two words of the fixed form and the infinitive, classmate Ning Que's thoughts were lifted. Thinking of the familiar features of verbs, [Piaotian Literature] rubbed his face and asked: "If this is the case, why bother to learn Infinitive... This thing seems to be difficult."
Master Yan Se looked at him like an idiot, and said, "The power of the talisman is enormous. Even a practitioner of the same realm cannot defeat the talisman, but this is just a statement on paper. True. What should I do if I have to fight with other practitioners? Liu Bai's nagant flew into the air with a flying sword. Should I scurry around looking for pens for ink?"
"When I perceive that **** flying sword on the cloud is coming, I only need to use the power of thought as ink. A little bit of aura in the air can block it, and then I can draw a talisman to fight back. What is it for?"
Listening to Master Yan Se's proud and proud explanation, Ning Que felt that something was amiss the more he listened. After hesitating for a while, he curiously asked: "Master, have you played against Liu Bai, the world's number one swordsman?"
"Parables! I mean metaphors!"
Master Yan Se roared angrily, but thought in his heart, this Daoist was injured by Liu Bai's sword, but he also erased half of his eyebrows. Will this brilliant achievement tell you?
"In the future, if you don't want to be shot through by the enemy just on the battlefield, the infinitive must be learned."
"But... you said earlier that only a rune master can master the talisman of nothingness."
"You have an excellent talent above the Talisman. What is the difficulty of becoming a master of the Talisman when you meet a great master of the Talisman like me? After returning, please memorize these pamphlets first, and then Comprehend the vitality of heaven and earth carefully..."
Ning Que stared at the thick pile of books like a hill beside him, thinking this is a booklet?
Master Yan Se frowned and said regretfully: "Your kid is still in the realm of confusion, and can only initially understand the law of the flow of heaven and earth vitality. If you are already in the realm of Dongxuan and blend in between the vitality of heaven and earth, or you have simply entered In the realm of knowing fate, you have fundamentally mastered the laws of heaven and earth vitality, plus your talent for Fudao, it is much easier to cross the first level."
Ning Que was speechless, thinking if I could know the fate of heaven, why would I still learn such troublesome Talisman?
"Master, in your opinion, how many years will the student's talent become a rune master like you?"
"If you concentrate on Talismanism, leave the academy and follow me into the mountains to study hard, maybe... ten years can be achieved."
Ning Que sighed regretfully, and said, "It's still ten years."
Master Yan Se angrily said: "After ten years, you are not yet thirty. If you can really become a rune master by then, you will at least be ranked among the top three in the thousand-year history of practice. Don’t you think so? Satisfied?"
Ning Que lowered his head when he was trained. Of course, he did not feel ashamed. Instead, he was a little proud. He thought that his talent in Fudao could be ranked among the top three in history. Chen Pipi would not know this. Will you be ashamed?
Master Yan Se looked at his head, the expression on his face gradually faded, thinking silently in his heart, but I am afraid I can't teach you for ten years.
Ning Que suddenly thought of something very important, and raised his head to look at Master Yan Se and said seriously: "Master, since the students are determined to follow you to learn the Tao, should I call you a teacher?" /
Master Yan Se shook his head after thinking for a moment, and said: "Since you have entered the second floor of the college, and the Master is your teacher, then there is no second person in the world who is qualified to be your teacher... My master, it sounds good."
Ning Que heard Master Yan Se's respect for the Master, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Is that the master?"
Master Yan Se smiled slightly, thinking that this is really a smart boy.
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Ning Que is of course very smart.
He has proven himself in the previous life, and he has continued to prove himself in this life. However, calling Master Yan Se a master, this matter has nothing to do with innate intelligence, but the ability to detect words, watch colors and flattering skills that have been tempered in these years of hard survival in the world.
According to Master Yan Se, there is no second person in the world who is qualified to be compared with the Master. The Master is now his teacher, and other people are naturally embarrassed to become his teacher. But after listening in Liting for so long, Ning Que deeply felt that Master Yan Se attached great importance to the inheritance of Fu Dao and his successor. Of course he wanted to have a formal name as a teacher and student.
"After I started to call Master Yan Se, the atmosphere in the pavilion was so good, the teachers and students were harmonious, and the words smiled. The master and the old man gave me a meeting ceremony at last, you said the first Why didn't he give it?"
In Lin 47 Lane, Old Bi Zhai, Ning Que was sitting in an armchair holding a teapot, spitting like a storyteller.
Sang Sauna used a hammer to repair the damaged shop door the day before yesterday and ignored him.
Unable to get a response, Ning Que was somewhat uninterested, and taught: "Can you just listen to me?"
Sangsang was gesturing the size of the wooden plank he went to the carpenter's shop during the day, and said, "I'm busy."
Ning Que said angrily: "Your master, I will be the legendary runemaster in ten years, why are you not excited at all?"
Sangsang turned around, looked at him and said, "Master, that is ten years later, and we must repair the shop door today."
Ning Que put the teapot on the table and said, "Don't fix it. Go buy me something first."
Sangsang asked doubtfully: "What are you rushing to buy now? The door hasn't been repaired yet."
"Pen, ink, cinnabar, and these messy materials."
Ning Que took a pen and wrote a note, handed it over, and said: "It's really too slow to become a magician in ten years."
"I want to start learning the Tao of Talisman immediately now!"
"Fight against time! Just fight for time!"
Sangsang opened his bright willow eyes and looked at him dancing with his hands, and he hesitated and said: "Master..."
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Are you happy and confused?"
"...it seems a little bit."
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(First of all, let’s point to ***, don’t do it anymore, it’s really impossible to justify, eager and eager to ask everyone to vote for ***, I promise you that Ning Que will definitely become a **** within two years Master Fu...This is really awkward, so let's use *** to smoke me.
Secondly, tomorrow is the birthday of my big girl, Tangtang. The leader and I are here to wish her a happy birthday, make little mistakes and stupidity, make sense of truth and less right and wrong, and be healthy and happy.
Again, why don't you understand that the above is the second? Because tomorrow is Saturday...I am so happy to rest! Jump up happily and go out for a drink with friends tomorrow! I wish you all the same good weekend.
Finally, I seriously recommend a new book, Lively Owl. The book number is 2191385. The author Douzi is in trouble, Xiaoxian and Jinshi moved ahead. The quality is guaranteed. I push it very comfortably. )