As a part-time teacher
For several days in a row, besides having the students study on their own, he would chat with them about gossip, making Jia Xitong uneasy about his professional ethics.
"Cough cough."
Jia Xitong squatted on the podium, "Today we're adding a new course—Tale of Talismans."
When she announced her plan, all the disciples below paused for a moment.
What?
"The talisman... is it the talisman I know?"
"You'll teach me how to use a fine bucket?"
"That one that sells for tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones outside?!"
Tens of thousands of spirit stones are definitely not an option; she still needs to pay off her debts. "I'll teach you the basic theory of talismans, and you can also learn about incantation talismans, solidification talismans, and the like."
"You really know how to do that, Xitong?!"
It's important to know that although many vendors offer Zhu You talismans, the quantity is extremely limited and their effects are not as authentic as those from Wanbaoge.
However, some people have purchased the recipe for making Zhuyou talismans at exorbitant prices, and without exception, they are difficult to replicate.
"It's alright, I know a little."
Jia Xitong said modestly, then took out a brush that fit her size, "Making talismans is actually not simple compared to martial arts. It tests a person's memory, comprehension, and concentration to an extreme degree."
The prerequisite for all successful talisman casting is that it must be done in one stroke.
One mistake can ruin the whole thing.
She spoke very logically and persuasively.
The students initially thought she was just joking, but they were actually captivated by her words.
"Next, we will talk about how to draw the Sumeru talisman."
Jia Xitong casually drew the shape of the talisman, then stood on tiptoe and held the drawing paper up.
The drawing paper completely covered the bear, leaving only her voice coming from behind the paper, "Here, this is what the talisman looks like. I'm sure everyone is familiar with it. Its strokes and gestures may be a little different from what you imagine."
First of all, this hand gesture…
The raccoon taught very carefully, making sure everyone understood everything clearly.
The students understood immediately after listening.
I never imagined that such a small talisman would contain so much knowledge. No wonder they had never succeeded in their previous attempts.
"The paper and ink used for each type of talisman are also different. Making a Zhuyou talisman requires cinnabar paper and ink made from the juice of 'Jiu Bi Ying' and yangqi stone."
As Jia Xitong spoke, she took out the paper and ink needed for the incantation talisman, saying, "Only with specific paper and ink can the talisman be drawn. Everyone can give it a try."
After saying that, she returned to the lectern and looked at the students below with anticipation.
Just as everyone was about to start eating, she quickly called them back.
"No, wait a minute!"
What's wrong?
The students below were confused.
Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, Jia Xitong respectfully presented the wooden statue of the God of Talismans.
"This is everyone's first time, so please pay your respects to the ancestral master and ask him to bless you."
The eccentric little raccoon led the students of Class 3 in worshipping the God of Talismans.
"Respected God of Talismans, please bless me with exceptionally fast cultivation speed and the ability to find a great many powerful talismans, or you could send me a few in a dream yourself. Also, those behind me are your disciples and grand-disciples, please take care of them and try to help them succeed once or twice so they can find some sense of accomplishment."
The group, who had initially thought the raccoon was reliable, suddenly felt that she wasn't so reliable at this moment.
After practicing for an entire afternoon, I didn't manage to make a single talisman.
Li Ai, the only one in the class who persevered to the end, still regretfully put down her paintbrush; they had all failed.
Unreliable claims confirmed!
"Why."
With so many people failing to create a single successful talisman, Jia Xitong couldn't help but sigh—the God of Talismans wasn't working today!
It's not just Jia Xitong who feels regret; Li Ai also feels it's a pity.
He took a course on talismans in his first year of high school, attended a few classes, and learned some basic information about talismans.
Unlike others who thought the raccoon was joking, he genuinely found Jia Xitong's explanation quite useful. Unfortunately, he still hadn't drawn a single real talisman by the time school ended.
night
It was dark outside the window.
Li Ai couldn't sleep, and he thought of the talisman again.
Is it really impossible to draw?
The question kept popping into his head, and he couldn't help but get up and head to the school building.
There were papers and ink left behind by everyone, and the light charms pasted on the thin buckets illuminated the entire classroom as if it were daytime.
He gathered the scattered talismans from the ground and sat back down in his seat.
He picked up the pen, then put it down again.
He recalled Jia Xitong's ritualistic approach during the day, kneeling down towards the window and bowing devoutly, "May the God of Talismans bless me so that I may successfully draw the Zhuyou Talisman."
At the farthest distance
The wooden statue of a deity that Jia Xitong placed on the bedside table absorbed a faint ray of light.
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Some people are fast asleep.
Some people write tirelessly.
The next day
When everyone tidied up the classroom from yesterday's chaos, they found it was already neat and tidy.
All the unfinished talismans they had drawn were on Li Ai's table. All the talismans had been used up and were piled up in stacks.
Li Ai buried himself in these papers, writing furiously.
"Li Ai, you didn't go home all night?"
Those around were shocked.
"I have some trouble sleeping."
"So, you've drawn this talisman?"
Seeing how serious he was, the people around him couldn't help but joke.
They just thought it was a joke.
However, when Li Ai actually produced a complete talisman, these people stopped laughing.
"Really?"
This is something even many talisman masters can't accomplish. Based on what Little Raccoon mentioned yesterday, is it really possible to draw a complete talisman?
"You'll know if it's real or fake once you try it."
Li Ai was also very nervous.
He took out his weapon and made a cut on his palm.
Fresh blood flowed down the wound.
Li Ai quickly picked up the incantation talisman, swallowed its ashes, and soon felt a wave of healing wash over her.
"It works! It really works!"
Everyone was shocked.
It's like someone on the street selling a five-yuan book on the Buddha's Palm technique. People buy it thinking it's fake, but then some people actually master it!
"Holy crap, that's awesome!"
“I knew it, the fine barrel is the eternal god.”
Suddenly, Jia Xitong's reputation improved.
Not far away
As Jia Xitong, carrying her small schoolbag, walked into the classroom, she heard a cheer from the crowd.
As soon as she pushed open the door, about twenty pairs of eyes in the classroom turned to look at her.
"The fine bucket is here!"
"What 'small bucket'? Call me Teacher Bucket!"
A magical beast that can teach others how to draw talismans is incredibly awesome!
She was surrounded as soon as she entered the door.
"Teacher Tong, do you have any connection with the talisman masters of Wanbaoge?"
"Did he teach you this?"
"No way, no way, could it be that Teacher Yan has a close relationship with the talisman master of Wanbaoge?!"
Suddenly, everyone remembered that Xi Tong even used a talisman to hold fruit!
At the time, they only thought Teacher Yan was a nouveau riche, but now it seems that the situation is quite different.
A group of people started to speculate wildly; he was already wondering if Yan Qing was the talisman master.
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