In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?

Chapter 4 The warm sun of the twelfth lunar month

 Embers of coal fire, stars dotted with red light.

The house fell into darkness, and the cold wind howled outside, pushing in through the crack in the door.

Chen Lin's pair of black eyes reflected the weak firelight in the stove, and he took a long breath, which condensed into white mist and dispersed in the air.

 “Great joy and great sorrow!”

 “Nothing better than this.”

In the world of cultivating immortals, he is a waste. He only entered Taoism after nearly a month.

 Turns out he is a genius in the world of martial arts. He can automatically enter Taoism after reciting the exercises a few times. Even though he has practiced before, his own qualifications are probably ridiculously high.

“If the bodies in the two realms could be exchanged, others would no longer have to fight over the Master’s true biography..."

 Unfortunately, not possible.

It was impossible for him to have another epiphany, break the void on the spot, and rush over to teach the master the truth.

 I don’t know what to say.

Chen Lin grabbed a handful of hay in the dark and lit the fire again.

Then, he took down the clay pot from the stove and found that the mouth of the pot had been blackened. He thought something bad was going on in his heart. When he opened it, he saw that the gruel inside had turned into a blackened pot...

 Thinking about a better future has not yet begun.

 The bleak reality has hit us hard.

 “Alas! Geniuses are amazing... Geniuses who cultivate immortality don’t need to eat!”

Dig out all the thin pots and sprinkled a few shy salt upwards. Chen Lin had a black face and ate it.

 The crispy rice is too dry and not filling at all.

 Chen Lin weighed the brown rice he bought during the day, and finally sighed, then went outside to get a jar of snow and returned to continue cooking.

“Monks really have to eat. If they don’t have enough to eat, just practicing cultivation will kill them.”

The monk's mana comes from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but it also needs the support of the vitality of the human body.

If the essence is insufficient, forced cultivation will deplete the body.



 It has nothing to do with them, novices.

So in the world of immortality, Master Xuanfu has never been short of food for them. In other aspects, they have to rely on their own efforts. Only in the aspect of eating, they have the help of cooks and cooks at the foot of the mountain.

The sudden enlightenment-like practice just now made his body feel empty, as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out of thin air.

The body is as torn as a sack, and it is impossible to squeeze out a drop of essence.

 Hold down a few bites of the newly cooked hot porridge.

 My body suddenly felt much better.

 Drowsiness also comes with it.

This body had been cutting firewood a few days ago, and had walked twenty miles back and forth during the day to sell firewood in the county town. Under such circumstances, cultivating immortality and becoming a Taoist became the last straw.

 Haha~~

Chen Lin opened his mouth and added more firewood to the stove, which could last for about two hours.

 Be prepared to add more if you wake up in the middle of the night.

 The cold wind howled outside the door.

He lay fully clothed on the cobbled bed next to the stove, covered with a straw-filled linen quilt, looking at the moonlight on the snowy night coming through the crack in the door...

 “The first step to becoming an immortal master was taken inexplicably.”

“But if you want to continue practicing, you can’t just eat brown rice. You have to supplement your diet with meat, and you have to eat enough.”

“There are also talismans. I should pay attention to the materials next time I go to the city. I hope they are not expensive.”

“Waiting for next month, I have to ask Master about the qualifications of my current body...”

  Touching his rumbling belly.

 Chen Lin curled up and fell asleep in the warmth from the stove.

 Have a good night’s sleep.

 When he opens his eyes again.

I happened to hear the long cry of the snow eagle flying in the sky.

“Snow eagles are only active during the day...is it daytime now?”

Chen Lin stood up immediately and turned around to see that the firewood in the stove had been extinguished for a long time, leaving only a pile of gray plant ashes.

The golden beam of light shines through the cracks in the door and other gaps into the dim room, and clearly visible dust is swaying in the light.

Snapped!

 The wooden door flapped, blowing in a cool breeze unique to the early morning.

 “It’s really morning.”

“You didn’t wake up from the cold last night?”

Chen Lin opened the door in surprise.     The first thing you see is a field of snow.

 The sun actually came out in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month!

The sky is clear and the clouds are bright, and the weather is cold and quiet.

The snow-capped mountains are covered with silver, and the warm golden light and morning glow illuminate the sky. The sound of wind blows the snowflakes, and they all fall on the person who opens the door.

 The cold world has warm colors.

Chen Lin couldn't help but take a few steps towards the snow, walked under the golden sunshine, and stretched out in the cold wind.

 The amazing thing is that he doesn't feel very cold.

 A warm current surged through his body, always maintaining his body temperature...

 “It’s the magic power of the Flame Wood Sutra!”

“I didn’t expect this technique to have such miraculous effects!”

 He opened his palms, and the dry and chapped skin had quietly healed, leaving only the calluses from cutting wood and hunting. The other parts were as smooth as jade, more like the hands of a rich man.

Even the frozen and stiff wound on the foot has softened, blood is faintly visible, and there are signs of recovery.

The aunt next door trembled as she pushed the door open and came out. Suddenly she saw someone standing in the snow, and she jumped back in fright.

She took a closer look and found out that he was the son of the bad gambler in the next room.

 Since the death of my father, I have become more diligent.

The person who seemed quite upright before seemed to be different now.

 “My dear, are you going to chop wood?”

Auntie hesitated to speak. For some reason, she was afraid to speak out. Facing the current Chen Lin, it was like a stone was pressed down in her heart, giving her an inexplicable pressure.

 “Huh?” Chen Lin heard the voice and turned around.

 “I said, are you going to chop wood now?”

"No," Chen Lin showed a bright smile in the sun, "I'd better go back and cook first!"

 “Goodbye, aunt!”

“Hey, if you are going to chop wood today, help me chop a bunch of wood. I’ll give you five cents.”

"good!"

 Watch the door close.

Auntie continued to watch and murmured to herself:

"I know something is different about him. He smiled today. This young man usually doesn't smile..."

 “You look so handsome when you smile…”

 “Ouch!”

“Why did you just say to give him five cents? That’s the price in the county town, and he doesn’t have to carry it to the county town to sell me!”

 “It’s a loss, it’s a loss!”

 …

 …

 “Qingfeng Talisman, Ji!”

In the room, Chen Lin placed a palm-sized wooden board in front of him, with a few simple runes drawn with clear water on it, and the magic power contained in it was glowing.

 Centered on the board.

 A breeze blew gently.

The firewood cooking rice porridge on the stove became a little brighter.

The talisman composed of clear water persisted for ten breaths, and then suddenly collapsed, the magic power inside dispersed back to the heaven and earth, the breeze subsided, and there was a burst of clear spirit.

“The talent of this body is indeed extraordinary! The six-stroke Qingfeng Talisman, using wood as paper, fingers as pen, and water as ink... can actually be drawn in one go in such a simple environment!”

“Unfortunately, the normal Breeze Talisman can last for half an hour, but I used clean water and wooden boards, which are not like the cinnabar talisman paper that can lock the mana and aura, so it collapsed in less than ten breaths.”

“I will use animal blood or cinnabar later, and use more serious materials for the talisman paper. It should be able to improve...”

“Although my practice of talismans in the world of immortality is not smooth, I have memorized all the talismans that may be useful here in advance.”

 The person-finding and energy-finding talisman, the stiff wood slowing talisman, the bleeding-stopping and wound-repairing talisman, the clearing and detoxifying talisman…

 There are more than ten species.

There are also talisman priests in this martial arts world, but according to previous memories, they are all deceptive tricks. Even if there are real miracles, they are created by the strength of martial arts masters and have nothing to do with the talismans themselves.

 And these things he brought back were all genuine.

 That has never appeared in this world—

 A real spell!

 Chen Lin was thinking about it and suddenly saw steam coming out of the stove. He realized that the rice porridge was ready, but could no longer be cooked into crispy rice. He quickly brought it down first to appease his rumbling stomach.

 (End of this chapter)