One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 200 199: Formulate Wind Chimes
Zhao Fuyun was indeed not used to the situation of walking with someone's arm around his shoulders.

Very unaccustomed.

However, Huang Beixuan let go of his hand soon after.

Zhao Fuyun and Huang Beixuan walked on the street, feeling the lively atmosphere here. The coldness of last night was instantly dispersed by the lively atmosphere in the morning after the snow stopped.

Zhao Fuyun's heart, which had originally felt a little cold in the cold night, softened and warmed at this moment.

Soon, the two men crossed a street and saw a bun shop at an intersection. The bun shop was surprisingly large, with three floors. They picked a seat and sat down, and Huang Beixuan ordered a few baskets of buns.

It was the first time that Zhao Fuyun ate buns in this world, or rather, he had never eaten food from this world properly before. He would not eat it if he could avoid it, and if he ate anything, it was something he made himself, and the taste was not that good.

When the buns were served and he tasted the filling, he immediately felt that they were extraordinary.

"What is this filling?" Zhao Fuyun asked involuntarily.

"Yours is a three-fresh bun. It sounds like an ordinary name, but the filling inside is made of salvia miltiorrhiza, whale meat, and tranquilizing grass. It replenishes qi and calms the mind, and it tastes good." Huang Beixuan introduced.

Zhao Fuyun looked around and found that most of the people who came to eat the buns were people of a certain age. Most of them were weak in spirit and energy, or in other words, their spirit and energy were on the decline.

He couldn't help but think of a saying: "No matter how strong you are when you are young, when you reach a certain age, your temperament will naturally soften, and you will naturally need nourishment."

Zhao Fuyun didn't need it, but it tasted really good.

Then the soup came, which was also delicious. It was made from white-haired mushrooms and wild boar meat that had been exiled for more than three years.

Huang Beixuan said that the white-haired mushroom is very poisonous, but it tastes very good after the poison is removed.

"The main ingredient of this soup is the white-haired mushroom, and only his family has the method to remove the poison." Huang Beixuan said.

But Zhao Fuyun didn't believe that only his family could remove the poison, so he immediately raised the question. Huang Beixuan looked around and said in a low voice: "But only this family can make this kind of soup."

"Oh, a unique business." Zhao Fuyun said.

Huang Beixuan pointed upward with his chopsticks and said, "It's related there."

Zhao Fuyun glanced upwards.

Above, who is above? It can refer to the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the high and mighty Great Xiu, or the powerful people in this city.

However, Zhao Fuyun didn't care about these things. He didn't ask too much. He just thought that as long as others had connections and were selling his unique steamed buns, he would have something to eat.

When it was time to pay the bill later, Huang Beixuan paid together. He said that he always ate alone before, but now he had a companion and he enjoyed the meal very much.

When Zhao Fuyun returned, he bought a carving knife from the Qianmao Fubi shop next to his own shop.

The person guarding the shop was a middle-aged female Taoist priest, the same person who had bought the rabbit-hair talisman pen that day. Although her face was still fair, Zhao Fuyun saw an obvious wrinkle between her brows, and there seemed to be some sadness in the depths of her eyes.

This was just Zhao Fuyun's feeling. He took the carving knife back and prepared to carve a few talismans.

The talisman is also called the spiritual stone talisman, which is made of spiritual stone.

Zhao Fuyun still has a lot of spirit stones in his hands.

He unlocked the door, and with a creak, the door was pushed open and wind blew in.

He could see the back at a glance, and he thought he needed to buy a curtain there. He would wait until next time he went out. Now that he was back, he would talk about it tomorrow.

He looked at the relatively empty container. There were not many goods. However, these talismans were not easy to preserve for too long. It all depended on the ink, the skill of the person drawing the talisman, and the talisman paper.

If the talisman paper is good, the ink is good and the skill is profound, it will naturally be preserved for a long time. Some talismans can even preserve their magic power for several years.

Zhao Fuyun decided to wait until all the talismans were sold out.

The lock was just locked casually. If someone broke in, they could easily open the lock and take the talisman without him knowing.

He placed the book he had been reading the night before on the second layer of the container next to him, and then took out a spirit stone from his treasure bag.

I was thinking in my mind.

Drawing talismans and writing inscriptions, the talisman represents a certain image between heaven and earth, described by mysterious characters, while the inscription refers to the corresponding name of the god. The two combined together become talismans.

Zhao Fuyun learned cloud patterns.

The clouds have ever-changing and strange shapes, and are used to describe the images between heaven and earth.

Of course, everyone who draws talismans must learn the sacred names of the gods in the heavens as the basis for drawing talismans.

Because there are many types of runes used to describe the laws of heaven and earth, and cloud patterns are just one of them, the talismans of various schools are also very different. Different runes combined with different names of gods will have different effects, so talismans are considered a skill that everyone who practices will have.

But it is easy to learn but difficult to master, or in other words, even if you have mastered it, it is still extremely difficult to become a master.

Zhao Fuyun learned the "Nine Heavens Cloud Pattern Chapter Record" in the upper academy, and comprehended the "Taixu Spiritual Text" on the main peak of Tiandu Mountain, but he could only remember more than ten of them.

Although these ten-odd Taixu spiritual texts overlap with the cloud texts in "The Original Chapter Record of Nine Heavens Cloud Patterns", these Taixu spiritual texts are of different forms and are closer to the spiritual texts of Tao.

From what he understood, every spiritual text was a magic spell, and there was no need to combine them with the names of gods to form talismans. Everything seemed to be connected to the sky and reached the highest level, without the need for a layer between them.

However, Zhao Fuyun still cannot put any Taixu Lingwen on paper.

Zhao Fuyun clearly felt that his own Dharma thoughts could not bear the burden, so he was still drawing cloud pattern talismans. However, in the past two years or so, he had been constantly savoring the more than ten Taixu Lingwen in his heart and comparing them with the cloud patterns, which had a greatly promoting effect on the cloud patterns.

In other words, they promote each other. Taixu Lingwen is the kind of high-level approach that enhances one's insights, vision and legal principles, while Yunwen is the solid foundation.

A gust of wind blew into the room, swirling around in the room, blowing the fire on the stove next to him all over the place. He immediately realized what kind of talisman he should make first.

He decided to carve talismans to stop the wind, calm the wind, and disperse the wind.

In the entire cultivation world, of course, what everyone learns is the Dingfeng talisman. To be more precise, the main thing they learn is the character "Ding".

Moreover, these are "characters" and are the most commonly used in the cultivation world. Everyone from the big sects to the individual cultivators can learn them.

It is also a skill to use the most ordinary words to condense one's deepest Dharma meaning.

However, he first carved a 'mountain' pattern, which is a cloud pattern. The mountain represents suppression, immobility, and tranquility. The mountain can block the wind and water.

Then he carved the name of the mountain god. However, the name he carved was the name of a mountain god in the Great Snow Mountain. He had seen people worshipping devoutly and felt the sacredness of the mountain.

As he carved the name of God, he recalled that feeling in his heart.

The moment the god's name was engraved, the spirit of the magic stone came to life. Zhao Fuyun held it in his palm, and the spirit stone took on a heavy weight.

Then, he took out a few more spirit stones, and this time he engraved common characters on them.

They are respectively set, stop, calm, quiet and disperse. Although the meaning of the word "disperse" is not quite consistent with the Dharma idea of mountain, it can be said to be set since it is blocked by the mountain and the wind disperses in all directions.

The spirit stone is a square rectangle with these words engraved on the front. The spirit stone engraved with talismans with mountain and cloud patterns is placed in the middle. The spirit stone in the middle emits a faint talismanic divine light that does not echo the other stones.

He thought about it, and then wrote the name of the mountain god on the back of several other spirit stones.

When they were put together again, a resonance was immediately formed between the same spirit stones.

The other few words seemed to be interpreting the talisman in the middle, making it show different aspects of the Dharma meaning.

Zhao Fuyun was very happy holding it in his hand. For many things, only after you have done them yourself can you realize the gains they have made.

He immediately closed the shop door. At the end of this street, there was a shop that sold talisman ornaments.

I want to find something that can hold my six spirit stones on display or hang them.

This shop is not big, but it has a lot of things on display. The people watching over the shop are a woman and a young girl, who look like a mother and daughter.

Zhao Fuyun was not the only one choosing things here. Because there were so many things on display, everyone was walking back and forth, making it a bit crowded.

"Guest, what do you need?" the girl asked, looking up.

"Is there anyone here who can hang spirit stones?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Hanging spirit stones?" The girl asked in confusion, "Do you need a sachet?"

"No." Zhao Fuyun took out his spirit stones and said, "I have six spirit stones that I want to hang up like wind chimes."

The girl thought for a moment, then turned around and asked the older woman next to her. The woman had also heard what Zhao Fuyun had said. She thought for a moment and said, "We can make one for you."

"Uh, how long does it take to make one?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Two days, where will you stay, guest?" asked the older woman.

"I'm on this street. I own the shop called Cloud Patterned Scrolls. Just send it to me when you're done."

"Okay, guest, this hanging device will probably require a spiritual stone. Do you think it's okay?"

"Sure." Zhao Fuyun answered without hesitation.

He returned to his shop, and Huang Donglai was standing at the door next to him, drinking tea with a teapot.

"Master Fuyun, where are you going?" Huang Donglai asked.

"Go and order some things." Zhao Fuyun said.

"The one on the street?" Huang Donglai said.

"Ah."

"His craftsmanship is indeed good, but, Taoist Fuyun, you have not made any money yet, so you must have spent a lot."

Huang Donglai followed Zhao Fuyun and went into the shop with him.

"I spent some." Zhao Fuyun replied.

"You can't do this. When running a business, you have to save as much as possible. You don't even have any income yet, and you don't know how long you can keep the business going. You can't buy too many things."

Huang Donglai looked around the shop, as if trying to see what was different about it.

Zhao Fuyun was scratching his head. It was he who said his shop was too simple yesterday, and now he was the one who asked himself to be frugal.

"I didn't buy anything. I just ordered a wind chime." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Why bother with such a flashy thing? You might as well draw more talismans and hold a grand opening to attract customers. First, increase your fame. You don't have to make money from spirit stones, but let everyone use them. At least let everyone see the goodness of your talismans." Huang Donglai advised again.

Zhao Fuyun thought what he said made sense and said, "Then you have to draw a lot of talismans."

"We have a 'Nether Prison' here. There are many monsters in the Nether Prison, so the Fire Talisman and the Divine Fire Talisman have always been the mainstream and are the talismans of choice for everyone to explore the prison. You can draw more of these two types and sell them at a cheaper price. Then many people will definitely know about your shop." Huang Dong said.

"How many talismans are needed to perform such an opening ceremony?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"It'll take at least a thousand. Don't be afraid. I'll give you a 20% discount on the talisman paper. Then I'll talk to the old Mo family next door and ask her to give you a 20% discount on the talisman ink as well. We are neighbors, after all, and we should help each other." Huang Donglai said sincerely.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the slightly plump and fair-skinned Huang Donglai in front of him, and he felt that Huang Donglai was good at doing business.

I don't know who said it, but if customers don't have needs, we should find ways to help them create needs.

"Manager Huang, I think I should sell these first. If it doesn't work, I'll use Manager Huang's method then." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Young people need to be bold if they want to succeed in their careers." Huang Donglai said, "But since you think so, it's normal. Please sit down first. I'll go back and have a meal."

Huang Donglai left, and Zhao Fuyun sat down again. Thinking about the scene of himself working at his desk to draw thousands of talismans day and night, he couldn't help but shook his head. It was too tiring. He didn't want to sell low-end talismans in large quantities.

The weather soon turned into night. Zhao Fuyun was sitting here when a man came to visit him and asked him how much he sold his fire talismans and divine fire talismans.

Zhao Fuyun offered the same price for these two items as other places. However, when Zhao Fuyun was about to give them to him, the other party asked who drew the talisman. Zhao Fuyun said he drew it himself, so he left again.

Zhao Fuyun was not in a hurry either. He sat there reading and practicing. He also went to the talisman paper shop next door and bought a dozen talismans. Whenever he had an inspiration, he would pick up the talisman pen and draw one. Huang Donglai thought he had figured it out and said a few more words happily.
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Luodu was once the capital of a divine kingdom. There was a divine prison here, which was said to be a place opened up by the god to exile criminals.

The God's Prison is not in the real world, but in the small world opened up by the Lord God. After the Kingdom of God was destroyed, the God's Prison was named the Nether Prison.

It was controlled by several major forces that broke through the capital of Gods at that time. However, after so many years of exploration and development, the people in control discovered that this hell was actually extremely large, and monsters continued to breed in it.

They were afraid that the things inside would increase in number and eventually rush out, so they semi-opened it to the outside world. As long as one paid spirit stones, one could enter. Of course, a portion of the gains would be taken as tax.

Jing Qing and her friends entered here, and now they are in trouble and stuck by unknown monsters.
(End of this chapter)