Back at Yuanfu Palace, Qing Yangzi finally threw Xia Tianyang like a dead pig on his bed. He coughed twice and covered his apprentice with a quilt before leaving the room. However, a figure at the entrance of the Taoist temple stopped him.

"Junior Brother Xuanyang, you are running very fast with your arms and legs!"

Qingyangzi quipped, and he knew that the movement just now could not be hidden from his junior brother.

"Of course, it's not as good as Senior Brother Qingyang, but I dare to ask Senior Brother, what's strange just now..."

"That's right, it's Yipeng. He not only understood the way to take advantage of the situation, but also completed the shaping and sculpting of the Flame Method."

When he heard Senior Brother Qingyang admit it personally, Xuan Yangzi was shocked again. He had practiced the Yan Technique to such an extent in just a few days. Maoshan could not produce such a genius even for a hundred years!

No, there was one who was also a disciple of Senior Brother Qingyang. At that time, Master Long Xuan was still alive, and he once praised the child's talent.

But Maoshan disciples are not just talented, and their character and character are very important. However, neither Master nor Senior Brother can see his lack of talent, and it has led to a disaster, and Maoshan’s thousands of years of foundation was almost destroyed.

So will today's summer sun be the "him" of the past?

"I know you thought of him, but it's enough for me, Qingyangzi, to make a mistake once. I will never make the same mistake again. Yipeng is different from him!"

Qing Yangzi's voice has the stubbornness of a master. He will spend his whole life making up for his mistakes in the past, but as he said just now, Xia Tianyang and his naturally rebellious evil disciple are not the same at all.

"Then I'm relieved. I hope my senior brother will teach that child well!"

After saying this, Xuan Yangzi turned around and left Yuanfu Palace, leaving Qing Yangzi alone standing in the wind and snow without knowing what he thought.

"He was also at this age of poverty that year!"

The murmuring words were blown away by the wind, leaving only a sigh that lasted for a long time.

Xia Tianyang in the room was sleeping soundly. His master had never told him these grudges and entanglements. He only vaguely heard some wind from his second senior brother about the elder brother he had never seen before.

Unexpectedly, one day he would be placed with this senior brother and I don’t know if they have a chance to meet.

I was speechless all night. When Xia Tianyang woke up the next day, the snow had stopped. When I came outside, I saw that the entire Maoshan was wearing a silver outfit.

A snowball rose from the ground, Xia Tianyang threw it hard, and the snowball disappeared into his sight instantly.

The older I grow, the more lonely I am. The scene of a group of young Taoist priests playing snowball fights only exists in my memory. Now no one is playing snowball fights on the mountain.

"Ba~~"

A snowball exploded on the back of Xia Tianyang's head in an instant. When he turned around, he saw Yiqi sneakingly trying to escape.

"Iki!"

"Sister Brother, please spare me!"

More than a dozen snowballs hit Yiqi in an instant, and he was surrendered and was stuffed into a large snowball by Xia Tianyang from his collar. This was a punishment for his disrespectful elders and provoking his senior brother, although he was several years older than this senior brother.

After having breakfast after having fun, Xia Tianyang went straight to Master's room.

"Master, I'm here!"

Xia Tianyang shouted at the door and rushed into Qing Yangzi's room. I saw the old man reading a book with an electric stove, looking so comfortable.

"Master, I kowtowed to you, I'll bring you the New Year's money!"

Although Xia Tianyang is a Taoist priest, New Year's money is still inevitable, not to mention that New Year's money originated from Taoism's abstinence money.

"You guys, you know money. Have you forgotten how your teacher teaches you? As Taoists, we must not be jealous of money, and we must not make ill-gotten money."

Qing Yangzi cursed and took out a red envelope from his pocket. Every apprentice has such a red envelope. He will not favor one or the other because of his qualifications, and will treat everyone equally.

"Thank you for your red envelope, but Master, I can learn how to draw the Fire Yin-Devouring Talisman now!"

After taking the red envelope from the master, Xia Tianyang said, "This is the real purpose of his trip."

Yesterday he turned into a human-shaped flame, jet, and completed Qingyangzi's request, but also exhausted all his mana, so he looked powerful, but in fact he was completely desperate for his fighting style. This was completely unworkable in battle.

The most correct way to use talisman method and magical instruments to cast spells is to use talisman method. Xia Tianyang is here to learn talisman method.

"I knew you were anxious to learn, so follow me!"

Standing up from the chair, Qing Yangzi led Xia Tianyang to the study, which is also the place where he usually draws talismans.

Pull out a sandalwood and ignite it with the heart fire, insert it into the incense burner, and a faint fragrance instantly spread in the study. After smelling the fragrance, Xia Tianyang's heart became much quieter.

Generally speaking, drawing talismans is the same as opening the altar. You need to bathe and burn incense, concentrate your mind, and ignite a stick of incense. The teaching of Qingyangzi officially begins.

"Although my Maoshan Mountain is under the three mountains, the talisman and other schools are all different from each other. This blue talisman is powerful and cannot be taught by disciples who have not been taught. You must remember that you must be very careful when using it!"

Qing Yangzi reminded him that unlike the other disciples of Chuandu, Xia Tianyang has been recognized by Tiancao, so he can learn blue talismans in a special case, but the greater the power, the more you have to be respectful, otherwise you will harm yourself and others.

"If you know Master, just teach me!"

"Okay, I won't talk much anymore. This is blue talisman paper, this is dragon blood gold paint!"

Opening the drawer of the desk, Qing Yangzi took out a small stack of cut blue talisman paper and a small bowl containing some red liquid. Xia Tianyang looked familiar.

"Master, why is your dragon blood golden lacquer the same as cinnabar? Shouldn't the golden lacquer be golden?"

If you don’t understand, ask, Xia Tianyang asked Qing Yangzi directly.

"Hehe, don't understand. This golden paint looks like cinnabar, but as long as it falls on the talisman paper and paints it into a talisman, it will instantly turn golden!"

Qing Yangzi smiled and said that turning golden lacquer from red to gold is also a means to verify the success or failure of the talisman. The talisman becomes successful and the color changes, and the color remains unchanged but the talisman does not.

"So that's the case, but Master, you have too few blue talisman papers here!"

After picking up the stack of blue talisman paper and scraping it, Xia Tianyang found that there were only five or six pieces of this stack, and couldn't help but complain.

"If it's too little, do you know how much it costs to such a piece of talisman paper?"

"It's going to be fifty or sixty!"

After hearing the master’s question, Xia Tianyang gave the answer directly.

A better yellow talisman paper (100 pieces) is only fifty or sixty yuan, and the blue talisman paper is only one hundred times more, but Xia Tianyang felt something was wrong when he looked at the master's smile.
Chapter completed!