Chapter 107 A Possibility "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Many people can draw talismans, and even children who have just started to draw qi into their bodies can use them. But apart from the masters of talismans, few people would delve into its essence. Just like everyone grows up eating magical rice, but few people will get to the bottom of it and figure out how the magical rice grows. Wei Wenxin focused on refining equipment, so it was strange that he suddenly asked this. On the top of the mountain, under the pine trees, purple bamboo mats were spread on the ground, and a long solid wood table was placed in the middle. Wei Wenxin took out two meditation cushions and motioned for him to sit down. The two men sat down, but their expressions were different. Qiu Tianlu was surprised and Wei Wenxin frowned. "Does it involve the sect's unique skills or secrets?"
If that's the case, she won't ask any more. "That's not the case. It's just that everyone has their own opinions on this. I can only express my own humble opinion. I hope you can view it dialectically." Wei Wenxin nodded slightly and poured herself a glass of wine. Xiang Xiang took out another plate of fruit, poured a cup for Qiu Tianlu, and then placed the wine pot between the two of them, motioning him to help himself. Fruit and wine, although it is a bit strange, at least the table is not empty, so it doesn't seem so rude. It is better to have no books than to believe in them completely. She would even be reserved about the sect's classics, and would change the weapon refining formulas that had been passed down for countless years at will. It was impossible for her to believe everything he said. Listen to what he says, it's just to gather ideas and broaden your thinking. So no matter what he said, it would not matter to Wei Wenxin. "Can you please tell me?" Qiu Tianlu looked at the plate of fruit, hesitated, and still didn't try it. Today he was visiting the Yinfeng Fair and met a cultivator selling spiritual fruits, claiming that they were authentic specialties from Lingsi Peak, grown personally by the eldest senior sister of the Wanjian Sect. Others didn't believe it, so the monk cut one open and let everyone taste it. Afterwards he asked everyone if it was sour and authentic. Qiu Tianlu was also there at the time. Out of curiosity, he grabbed a small piece. It was so sour that he still drools when he thinks about it now. What's even more outrageous is that after tasting the fruit, the onlookers immediately bought up all the fruit, even those that had been bumped on the road or bitten by insects. He originally thought that since he had tasted it, he should buy some as a token of his curiosity, but in the end, he didn't even get a piece of the skin. Wei Wenxin didn't know that the fruit on the top of his mountain was very popular. Seeing that he was in a daze, I thought he was just organizing his words, so I didn't rush him and continued to drink slowly. One cup, another cup.
When she has nothing to do, she especially likes to do this, thinking about problems while feeling slightly tipsy. Many wonderful ideas will pop into your mind inadvertently. Qiu Tianlu sorted out his thoughts and started: "The essence of talismans is a language that communicates with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, allowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to obey one's will." Wei Wenxin had only heard from his teacher who taught talismans that the runes drawn on the talismans were composed of several hundred Taoist patterns that have been discovered so far. Just like every Chinese character can be broken down into fixed radicals, the runes of talismans can also be broken down into basic Taoist patterns. Random combinations of different Dao patterns may give rise to new runes, thereby researching new talismans. If you really delve into the art of talismans, you will find that it is as vast as the ocean. People with ordinary qualifications may not be able to learn all the knowledge summarized by their predecessors in their entire life. Only a true genius in the art of talismans can continue to explore unknown new areas on the premise of understanding existing knowledge. Wei Wenxin has always regarded talismans as a cheap consumable. This is the first time I hear it being called a language. The two ends of language or writing in the general sense of the world must be connected by intelligent beings. But the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is just a substance. Who can talk to it? Can it understand? But Qiu Tianlu was not the kind of person who talked nonsense. Wei Wenxin became interested and sat up straighter, looking at him curiously: "This statement is really novel." In her mind, the talisman is more like a manifestation of the monk's will. It is the hands of a child kneading mud. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like the piece of mud in a child's hand. The mud will become whatever you shape it with your hands. Now Qiu Tianlu told her that the "mud" had its own thoughts. The monk used talismans to tell the piece of "mud", can you shape it into the shape I want? "Mud" nodded and agreed. So the monk held out his hand. So "mud" cooperated. If the cooperation is good, the things produced will perfectly meet the monks' expectations. If the cooperation is not good, the performance will naturally be terrible. So what is good cooperation and what is bad cooperation? "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, in essence, is the embodiment of the will of heaven and earth. The way of heaven exists, and we all know this." Wei Wenxin only felt his mind was clear, and all kinds of mysterious things kept emerging. Qiu Tianlu seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and suddenly some things that he had previously been unable to understand became clear to him. "Some people draw talismans, but the effect is not good and they are rated as inferior. That's because their 'language' is not standard, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth cannot understand it, so naturally they cannot cooperate perfectly. It's just like us humans. Some people speak in dialect and use dialect to ask another person to do something. Others don't understand and may not respond. What they do may be a million miles away from what they want..." Wei Wenxin recalled what Qiu Tianlu had told him when he was drawing the sound transmission notes: the corners should be rounded, the spiritual power output should be even, and the characters should be standard...
It's like meeting a stranger and both of you are speaking different languages. The experienced person immediately comes over to give him advice - you have to speak Mandarin. The pronunciation should be standard, the body language should be appropriate, and the tone of voice should fit the context... Otherwise people really won’t understand! "According to what you said, isn't it the same for refining weapons?" If runes are a language, why can't array patterns be a language as well? The object they want to confide in is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Don't the two have the same purpose? Drawing talismans and refining weapons are two originally unrelated things, but unexpectedly, they can be combined together at certain times. My master often said that skills are close to the Tao. There are tens of millions of skills, but the Tao is not like that. Doesn't it mean that no matter what it is, when it develops to a certain extent, it has common possibilities? Then why couldn't we communicate with each other in advance? Wei Wenxin thought this idea was very reasonable. So she casually picked up a bunch of materials and gently placed them on the long solid wood table. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to verify it. He picked up a few pieces at random, and with the sword energy passing through, he took the amount he needed. He clasped his hands together, and a heavenly fire flickered in his palms. Various materials turned into liquids and merged one by one in different orders. While shaping, different spirit particles are connected through spirit keys of varying numbers and lengths, forming a smooth and stable array pattern inside. At last, the icy spiritual power surged out, and after a swish sound, a talisman pen with a black body and embedded white hairs fell into her palm. The process seemed simple, but all kinds of complex changes took place in places that Qiu Tianlu could not see. After putting away the remaining materials, Wei Wenxin handed the talisman pen to Qiu Tianlu with sparkling eyes. "Come on, try it!" The sky suddenly brightened. The clouds parted. But it was dawn again. The two of them were so engrossed in discussing the Dao that they didn't know how many days had passed. It's the end of the month, please give me a monthly pass, please! Okay~ (End of this chapter)