After thinking for a long time, Long Teng decided to let Tong Muyao go.
After all, she was the only one who was familiar with Boss Qin in the Dragon Protection Bureau.
And now she is the only one in Yun City.
…
"Brother, what is this old man doing?
Why are you waving your hands all the time?"
Little Cherry stood in front of Qin Wudao with curiosity on her face, staring at the old Taoist's movements and asked in confusion.
"Why does this feel like what others call summoning spirits or performing shaman dances?"
Li Mengqi was also muttering beside him.
"Xiao Meng, don't talk nonsense, this old Taoist priest should be drawing talismans.
I heard that the God of Longhu Mountain can draw talismans in the void and borrow the power of heaven and earth.
I didn't expect this to be true.
But, what a pity, he actually ran into my brother this time. This is really bad luck for him!"
Murong Wan'er knocked Li Mengqi's head in annoyance.
This girl always talks nonsense. Doesn’t she know that talking nonsense will offend people?
Qin Wudao stared at the stubborn old Taoist priest.
Watching him try again and again,
It reminded Qin Wudao of a guy who was just as stubborn.
I couldn't help but sigh, they really are a family.
"Old Niubi, we have been waiting here to watch you paint for a long time.
Are you still capable of this?
If you can't, just tell me earlier. We have to leave!"
Although Qin Wudao understood that the old Taoist wanted to take this opportunity to strengthen his control over the power of heaven and earth, he also wanted to help him.
But he has tried more than ten times and still failed!
If it weren't for the fact that the old Taoist priest was a descendant of a friend,
There are still many merits in the body,
Apparently, he did a lot of good things.
Qin Wudao had already taken action and slapped him away.
"Just wait, I will definitely be able to regain control of the power of heaven and earth this time."
Listening to Qin Wudao's provocation, Zhang Yunqing, who had lost his composure at first, calmed down.
He cut his right hand and used the blood to draw runes in the air.
Characters drawn in blood gathered in the sky.
His expression was focused and solemn.
It was as if the whole world only had him and this rune.
There was a faint condensation of lightning in the surrounding space.
As Zhang Yunqing's runes gradually took shape, blue and white lightning appeared in the sky.
The surrounding energy was also subtly aroused.
Slowly gathered into a huge rune pattern, floating in the air,
Exuding a heart-pounding breath.
The old Taoist priest's face became paler and paler.
It seems that a lot of energy and physical strength were consumed in this process.
"Power that doesn't completely belong to you is ultimately difficult to control!"
Qin Wudao looked at the rune drawn by Zhang Yunqing but not quite under control and shook his head.
In Qin Wudao's view, only by being able to use it at will,
The true right path is to have strength that belongs entirely to you.
Like Zhang Yunqing, who used his own blood to draw runes and borrowed external power,
While these forces are powerful enough, they can easily get out of control.
It seems that there are great gaps in what has been passed down from Taoism.
In the ancient times, methods like runes could only be used as auxiliary.
What practitioners pay most attention to is their own strength, and they respect their own strength.
Only some practitioners have nowhere to go and cannot break through.
Only then will they think of starting from these unconventional ways to improve themselves.
In Qin Wudao's memory, even Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Zhengyi Sect,
They also focus on their own strength, and use their own strength to draw runes by borrowing the power of heaven and earth.
Unlike Zhang Yunqing who directly used runes as his main means of cultivation,
It is entirely borrowed from external forces.
"Squeak—"
The sound of a car braking suddenly rang in my ears.
"Hey, Old Master, Boss Qin, why are you two fighting?"
As soon as Tong Muyao parked the car, she rushed towards the old Taoist priest.
He asked anxiously, not paying any attention to his surroundings.
"Hey, what are you doing here, little girl?"
Zhang Yunqing looked anxiously at Tong Muyao who was running towards him.
He angrily scolded the rune that was trying to suppress the air.
It became even more out of control.
Helplessly, he had to grit his teeth and take it back.
But the old Taoist priest suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood under the backlash of the powerful energy.
The whole person fell into a coma.
"Old Heavenly Master, what's wrong with you?"
Tong Muyao was shocked when she saw this.
He ran over and shook the old Taoist priest's body, asking anxiously.
"Don't worry, this is just energy backlash.
He failed to control the thunder spell and forcibly took it back.
So the energy backfired."
Qin Wudao looked at Tong Muyao's worried eyes asking for help.
He explained with a helpless sigh.
Looking at Tong Mu, this clumsy girl,
Qin Wudao was speechless.
If she hadn't run over just now, the old Taoist priest wouldn't have forcibly taken back the talisman.
When using the talisman, practitioners need to master the energy and power of the talisman.
Otherwise, there will be backlash.
Just now, the old Taoist priest consumed a lot of energy to suppress the thunder spell.
But in the end he failed to control the talisman, causing it to backfire on his body.
Fortunately, the old Taoist priest did not suffer any fatal injuries.
It just takes some time to rest and recover.
"Then Mr. Qin, do you have a way to wake up the old Taoist priest?"
Tong Muyao looked at Qin Wudao expectantly and asked anxiously,
The old Taoist priest is a guest of honor in their Dragon Protection Bureau, and nothing can happen to him.
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