Seeing him like this, Li Wenjing couldn't help but sarcastically say, "You're so useless! You're still the headmaster of a Taoist temple. No wonder you're the only one left in the temple!"
Gongbo Feiran acted as if he didn't hear Li Wenjing's sarcasm. He picked up the water on the table, drank it, and continued painting.
This time is much better than the previous one, at least the order is correct.
"I'll draw it again. Look carefully and see me breathing!"
Li Wenjing had long noticed that Gongbo Feiran's way of drawing talismans was different from his own.
He also realized that this boy was a martial artist and had practiced internal skills for at least ten years. For some reason, he hadn't achieved anything great.
Seeing how serious he was, I felt a liking for his talent.
If she hadn't had that adventure, she would definitely not be able to compare to him!
Before, when he said that he was the heir of the Murong family, she was a little skeptical, but now, she believed it. With his perseverance, it was only a matter of time before he became the heir of the Murong family and inherited the entire Murong family.
Gongbo Feiran is also a person who can listen to other people's advice, let alone Li Wenjing who is better than him.
Gongbo Feiran listened to Li Wenjing's advice and came up with new ideas.
So when Li Wenjing was drawing the talisman, he held his breath, fearing that his breathing would be too heavy and would affect his ability to hear Li Wenjing's breathing.
Many years later, Gongbo Feiran became a master praised by everyone. He recalled his experience of becoming a master.
I will never forget the scene of that summer afternoon when Li Wenjing taught me how to draw talismans without reservation.
Li Wenjing was inspired by watching Li Wenjing drawing the talisman. When he was drawing, he deliberately adjusted his breathing. He drew one stroke after another. When the last stroke was put down, a faint light flashed on the talisman paper.
Gongbo Feiran also saw the faint light. He was as excited as a child who had eaten candy. He jumped up and picked up the talisman to show Li Wenjing.
"I succeeded, I succeeded, I really succeeded, come and see!"
Li Wenjing was very considerate and took it to look at it. It was indeed successful, but the effect was only one tenth of what he had drawn.
"When you paint, keep in mind the belief that you can definitely paint well and succeed. Don't have any distracting thoughts in your mind. Success is a hundred percent!"
Li Wenjing looked at Gongbo Feiran. This man was indeed a talent, and he couldn't help but give him some advice.
After listening to Li Wenjing's words, Gongbo Feiran began to ponder in his heart. He seemed to know where his bottleneck was.
His skill in drawing talismans has not improved at all. Is it because he has too many distracting thoughts in his mind?
Ever since my master passed away, my heart has never been at peace.
He used to think that he was an orphan without a father or mother. It was not until four years ago, before his master passed away, that he realized that he was not an orphan without a father or mother.
His mother died young due to complications during childbirth, but his father is still alive, as are his grandfather, grandmother, uncle, etc.
He felt resentment in his heart...
Li Wenjing looked at Gong Bo Feiran and sighed in her heart again. This guy is not stupid, he just can't escape the emotional ties of the world. To put it bluntly, isn't she the same?
Buddhism says that greed, anger, and ignorance are taboos, but without these three, humanity will not develop and the world will not progress.
After being surprised, Gongbo Feiran calmed down, went to the desk, picked up the pen and continued painting.
This time the painting went much smoother. After the last stroke was made, the light on the talisman paper lingered for a long time, about thirty seconds longer than the previous one!
Li Wenjing...
I feel jealous and envious. This guy is really a talent!
She wanted to accept him as a disciple, but then she remembered that the other person had already become her disciple. Even if the other person's master had passed away, he was still her master.
Think about it again, how could the young master of the Murong family, the heir of a family of metaphysics, possibly worship her as his master.
Forget it, forget it. She felt a little regretful, but when she looked at Gongbo Feiran again, there was more appreciation in her eyes.
Gongbo Feiran was also very happy. After studying with Li Wenjing for a whole morning, he gained a lot!
Although he was happy, he did not forget the deal with Li Wenjing.
"Then I will teach you a talisman passed down from our Murong family. I have only seen it in books, but I have never been able to draw it successfully.
I only remember the appearance of the talisman paper, but I have no idea what its effect is.
Also, you have to promise me that you won't use the talisman paper to do bad things!"
Gongbo Feiran was very serious and solemn when he said this to Li Wenjing, and even asked Li Wenjing to swear.
The oaths taken by monks are subject to the constraints of heaven, which is different from the oaths taken by ordinary people.
Gongbo Feiran's words did arouse Li Wenjing's interest.
"Oh, the talisman you haven't drawn yet, what kind of talisman is that?"
"The books say it's called a moving talisman!"
Li Wenjing repeated these three words in her mind. She urged Gongbo Feiran to draw it quickly. She was really impatient and wanted to know whether it was what she thought.
"Then quickly draw the talisman paper and let me see it!"
She had seen the moving talisman in the books of her ancestors, but only half of it. She also tried to draw it, but never succeeded.
If it is really as she thought, then their trip to Da'an Mountain will have an extra layer of security.
Upon hearing this, Li Wenjing took the talisman paper and started drawing without thinking.
Li Wenjing looked at his fluency and knew that this person had painted it no less than a thousand times.
"No, this shouldn't be like this. It should be reversed. No... No, this should be a vague past..."
While Gongbo Feiran was painting, Li Wenjing had already painted it many times in his mind.
Gongbo Feiran's talisman paper is indeed related to his mother's half talisman paper. Although it does not have the same idea as that half, it is more complete than that half.
Gongbo Feiran had not finished drawing yet. Li Wenjing picked up his pen, thinking about the half piece of talisman paper in his mind, and combined it with the half piece of talisman paper that Gongbo Feiran had just drawn. As a result, he drew a new talisman.
Gong Bo Feiran next to him had stopped writing and was watching Li Wenjing draw the talisman.
What he saw made him speechless. This guy was really...
The master said he was a genius, so Li Wenjing must be a prodigy.
He just drew it like this, and this man didn't know where the inspiration came from, but in just that instant, he created a new talisman right under his own nose.
This person...
“You…you…”
Gongbo Feiran didn't know what words to use to describe it, he was speechless.
Li Wenjing picked up the talisman he had drawn, blew it gently, and it immediately stuck to the chair next to him.
It’s not enough to just draw it, you also have to see how it turns out.
What did they see?
I saw the armchair slowly shrinking until it became a toy chair smaller than the palm of my hand.
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