I transmigrated into a martial artist world with a system cheat, only to have my fate grabbed by the male lead right at the start?
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Jia Xitong brought the Zen robe to Meiji early in the morning, and then rushed to Hu Changxiu's house with the Zen robe at noon.
According to Wan Zhi, this item can only be used to its fullest potential if it is placed in an array.
"Teacher Hu, do you know what the Twenty-One Defense and Killing Formation is? I would like to ask you to help me apply this formation to my new robe."
"this……"
Hu Changxiu looked troubled upon hearing this.
He hadn't even figured out the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation yet, and Teacher Tong had brought him a new problem.
"Teacher Hu, please feel free to ask me any questions."
"Teacher Tongtong, I... I haven't figured out my previous formation yet."
"Oh, this? Take your time."
Jia Xitong expressed her understanding. "After all, you are a technician with tight schedules and heavy workloads. I don't need this piece of clothing in a hurry, so it's fine if you can remember it for me when you have time."
"No, it's not that I don't have time, it's that I've never heard of the Twenty-One Defense and Killing Array. And I've never heard of array formations being used to make magic robes."
Isn't that what a master craftsman should be doing?
“Teacher Hu, this is a case of rigid thinking.”
Jia Xitong shook her head, "You are destined to become a master of formations, how can you limit the application of formations to such a narrow scope?"
Rewind ten thousand years, and the great God of Formations replaced martial arts with formations, ranking among the Five Great Gods of Magic.
The formations are ever-changing; gods and demons alike are slain if they stand in their way.
Formations are weapons; they can be deployed or deployed, used for both offense and defense.
If it were merely a mountain-suppressing formation as you imagine, wouldn't the Array God, in his past battles, have been limited to simply standing in the center of the formation and waiting for prey to run into him?
As Jia Xitong described it, Hu Changxiu envisioned this scene.
As one of the Five Gods, the God of Formations, he must set up formations around himself before a fight, and then wait for the attackers to enter the formations before strangling them.
Um……
It really doesn't feel prestigious.
"Then I'll take it back and study it first."
Hu Changxiu took the item with suspicion and said somewhat uncertainly.
"Take your time to study it, I trust you."
"Is there a secret manual for that Twenty-One Defense and Killing Formation?"
"...You'll have to look into that yourself."
Jia Xitong asked Wanzhi, who only knew that the thing existed but didn't know the specifics of the formation. Wanzhi was indeed a low-end version of major search engines, inferior to Baidu and Google in both the breadth and depth of its knowledge.
Hu Changxiu: ...He has to do everything.
Just as the two finished their conversation, several calls rang out from outside Hu Changxiu's courtyard, as if they had arrived right on time.
"master!"
"master!!"
Jia Xitong's disciple, along with three students, hurried over.
Since Gao Xiang started working hard, he has lost a lot of weight. Now he is not only thinner, but also more mature.
He led the three of them in a bow to Jia Xitong and Hu Changxiu before slowly saying, "Master, we heard that you came to Teacher Hu's place after your seclusion ended. We hope we didn't disturb you?"
"It's alright."
Jia Xitong liked this disciple very much and looked at him with kind eyes, "Xiao Xiang, why are you in such a hurry to see your master?"
"Didn't you say before that if Gou You and the other two could draw three Sumeru Talismans, you would take them as your disciples?"
Gao Xiang gestured for them to bring out the talismans. "Thanks to the three students' diligent practice, they have already drawn three Sumeru Talismans. Does what you said before still stand?"
The other three also looked at her expectantly.
"It counts, of course it counts."
Jia Xitong nodded upon hearing this.
She picked up the talismans from the three people.
Although they are all called "Migration Talismans," the effects they produce after being drawn are different.
For example, Jia Xitong's own drawing could hold seventy shi (a unit of dry measure), Gao Xiang's drawing of the Sumeru Talisman could hold thirty shi, while the Sumeru Talismans of Gou You and the other two could hold between twenty and twenty-five shi.
Talisman cultivation is indeed a sect that heavily relies on talent.
Gou You and his group looked nervously at Jia Xitong, worried that their talismans were not good enough and that their teacher would not be willing to accept them as disciples.
"Okay, not bad."
Jia Xitong put away all nine Susanoo talismans. "I have seen your hard work and study these past few days. Since you are born with a deficiency, you must study and practice diligently."
"Become my apprentice."
I'd like to become your apprentice!
The three of them, having finally transitioned from students to disciples, could no longer contain their elation.
Finally! I've finally become my teacher's disciple.
"Master, please accept my bow!"
The three knelt side by side, one kneeling before the God of Talismans, the other before Jia Xitong.
"good!"
Jia Xitong nodded, "From now on, you will be Zhongyou, Zhongjin, and Zhongqi respectively."
After saying that, she touched the things on her body. When Zhong Xiang became her disciple, she gave him a gift, so naturally she couldn't show favoritism.
However, she has put all her unused treasures into the public vault, so she really doesn't have anything suitable to give away now.
And regarding drawing talismans...
She rummaged through her belongings and finally found a palm-sized, pitch-black blob of ink.
She glanced at the three of them, then used a knife to cut a strip of Fang Mo about the width of an index finger along the edge, and then divided the strip into three parts.
"This is a piece of calligraphy once used by our ancestor."
A genuine, ancient inkstone.
Upon seeing it, Jia Xitong couldn't help but recall the long diary entry he had seen in the Queshan mountain range: "I bestow these three calligraphic treasures upon you, hoping that you will diligently cultivate and one day carry forward our talismanic arts!"
"Carry forward and promote it!"
Gao Xiang raised his hand in agreement.
The other three also immediately followed suit upon hearing this.
Hu Changxiu was taken aback by these words.
Do you, Fellow Daoist Tong, understand the meaning behind what you are saying?
The days when martial arts, formations, talismans, weapons, and medicine were on equal footing are long gone. Nowadays, martial arts cultivation is the mainstream of cultivation on the Aotian Continent. Although the other four methods are still being passed down, they have long since become subordinate to martial arts cultivation.
Moreover, there is the fanatical Temple of the God of War.
The fanatical Martial God within prevents any of the four methods from rising and threatening the Martial God's position.
You can't say things like "carry forward and promote" it.
Just as Hu Changxiu was about to remind her, Jia Xitong led three disciples to him. "This is your Uncle Hu. Everyone, please greet Uncle Hu."
Saying hello is equivalent to asking for a gift.
Hu Changxiu hadn't personally witnessed Jia Xitong's activities, but he had heard about her swindling gifts from people she met. However, he never expected that someone like him, with no valuables and little money, would have to ask a fellow Daoist for help.
"I...I...I..."
Hu Changxiu stammered for a long time, "I don't have anything to give you. This maze formation is simple to learn and set up, so I'll just give it to my junior disciples."
Hu Changxiu racked his brains and this was the only thing he could come up with.
Although he had a stutter, he taught with great care.
Not only did the three newly accepted disciples learn it, but the bucket master standing nearby also learned it.
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