Chapter 1259 Black Smoke and Fireball

Ye Linglong has been listening by the side. This time she went to help, firstly for the sake of her son, and secondly because she will be practicing Taoism in Wudang Taoist Temple in the future, so she can be considered a part of this place.

But when she heard Sun Zhaoyi say that Zhang Yu would teach Pan Sheng Fu and Seal Art, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Are you kidding? Pan Sheng is a corpse cultivator, how could he possibly learn the art of talisman and seal script? To be precise, the corpse cultivator herself did not dare to touch the talisman, just like herself.

Judging from Sun Zhaoyi's intention, Pan Sheng seems to be really capable of practicing talisman and seal script.

Zhang Yu saw Pan Sheng getting excited, and immediately realized, could Pan Sheng learn this?

He looked at Sun Zhaoyi and said, "Uncle Grand Master, can Uncle Master learn the art of talisman and seal script?"

"You will know after you try it. There is no difference between Taoism and Taoism. As long as you focus on the Tao and focus on other things, you can practice Taoist magic!" Sun Zhaoyi said confidently.

Since Sun Zhaoyi said so, Zhang Yu stopped eating and immediately began to teach Pan Sheng and Ouyang Yanyan the talisman and seal skills.

The art of talisman and seal script is not something that can be learned simply by studying. You must at least have basic skills, which is drawing talisman. Every stroke cannot be wrong, and the most important thing is that it must be completed in one go, without any breaks in between.

It took Zhang Yu a long time to learn how to draw talismans. Although one method can be used to master all methods now, it is because the foundation is well laid. Neither Ouyang Yanyan nor Pan Sheng has ever learned to draw talismans, so one can imagine how difficult it is to draw the first talisman.

At first, he must practice with his hands dipped in ink. Ye Linglong seemed to want to try it, and said a little embarrassedly: "Can I follow suit?"

Sun Zhaoyi was beside him and said kindly: "Of course there is no problem. But now, at most you can learn the brushwork, but you can't use it."

"That's okay." Ye Linglong said gratefully.

She also took the paper, moved a table, stood next to her son, and drew the symbols together.

Zhang Yu was proofing in front of him. In addition to the spiritual resemblance, he also needed to input the true energy into the talisman while painting, so as to uphold the Taoist heart. It was too difficult to teach them in the first place, and it was probably too late. Zhang Yu taught them how to draw the most practical fire talisman.

For those who have no foundation, it is really difficult to draw this talisman. How many pieces of paper were wasted. Time passed unconsciously. At noon, Pan Sheng suddenly shouted excitedly: "It's done! It's done! I The painting is done!”

Zhang Yu and others immediately looked at it and saw a fire talisman drawn on the white paper in front of Pan Sheng.

Zhang Yu could see that there was no pause on this rune, and it was completed in one go. He said with satisfaction: "Uncle, the painting is good, let's do another one."

"Okay." Pan Sheng agreed excitedly, then passed another piece of paper, dipped his hand in ink, and quickly drew an identical rune.

Zhang Yu slapped his thigh and said, "Good job! Uncle Master, now go to the next step. Bite your finger and draw the talisman on the talisman paper with blood."

After speaking, he took out a large handful of blank talisman papers from his pocket. The orange talisman paper was chosen for Pan Sheng.

Pan Sheng was so impatient that he bit his finger. Zhang Yu hurriedly said: "Wait a minute. Wash your hands. They are all covered with ink."

"It's really hard." Pan Sheng rubbed his hands, rushed to the nearby water sink, and washed his hands clean.

After returning, Ouyang Yanyan, Ye Linglong, and Zhang Yu all focused their attention on him.

Pan Sheng followed Zhang Yu's instructions, bit off his finger and started drawing on the talisman paper.

The blood dyed the talisman paper red, and it took no time to draw it. At the same time, an unexpected scene happened.

The originally orange rune paper changed color at this moment, turning into light red, but the runes drawn by Pan Sheng were black and red.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

He took out the talisman paper drawn by Pan Sheng. It was filled with spiritual energy and also with corpse energy. He had never seen this kind of talisman paper before.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yu came to Sun Zhaoyi and said, "Uncle Grand Master, why did the talisman paper drawn by Master Master look like this?"

With that said, he handed the talisman to Sun Zhaoyi. Sun Zhaoyi took the talisman and said after a moment: "Although he is devoted to the Tao, he is a corpse cultivator after all, and the magic power contained in his body is also corpse energy. This is okay."

Seeing Sun Zhaoyi say this, Zhang Yu felt relieved and returned the talisman paper to Pan Sheng.

Pan Sheng held the talisman paper between his two fingers and looked around, as if he wanted to find a place to test whether it would work.

After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't choose any good place, and finally focused my attention on the camphor tree.

"What do you think I'm doing?" A young man's urgent voice immediately rang out.

Yes, it was the sound of the camphor tree, which seemed to sense the danger coming.

"I have no other intention, I just want to try it with you." Pan Sheng's voice sounded very sincere.

"No!" Camphor Tree said bluntly.

"Aren't we good brothers? Just give it a try and I won't hurt you." Pan Sheng said with curled lips.

"No, no. It's very dangerous. I'm a tree. If I'm afraid of fire, I won't try. Otherwise, you can find someone who's not afraid of fire. The abbot is good, he's not afraid of fire." The camphor tree was so worried that its branches were shaking wildly.

After Zhang Yu heard this, he almost died of anger. What do you mean? What kind of bad idea did you come up with? Why am I not afraid of anger anymore?

Unexpectedly, Pan Sheng really took it seriously and turned to look at Zhang Yu, "Uncle Abbot, what the camphor tree said makes sense. It is a tree and must be afraid of fire, but you are not."

"Hehehehe." Zhang Yu smiled and said in his heart, where did you see this?

But Zhang Yu immediately said: "Then I will give it a try."

After speaking, he took out an orange fire charm from his pocket.

After all, I couldn't just stand there and let Pan Sheng beat me. I had to do some defense. Fire Talisman vs. Fire Talisman was still a good choice.

Immediately, the two of them started to stand up. Pan Sheng was so excited that even Ouyang Yanyan and Ye Linglong's eyes gleamed.

Zhang Yu stood in front of the camphor tree, and Pan Sheng stood opposite him. The two held the fire talisman between them. Zhang Yu had already told him how to use the fire talisman. After getting ready, Zhang Yu said, "Come on!"

"Wait, wait, wait." Before Pan Sheng on the opposite side could say anything, the camphor tree behind Zhang Yu called out eagerly.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yu turned to look at this guy.

"You are standing in front of me. Why do I feel a little unreliable? How about you move a little further away from me?" the camphor tree said pitifully.

"You are a talking tree after all. Why are you so timid?" Zhang Yu said with a frown.

"The key is safety first." Xiang Zhangshu said with a smile.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Yu moved to the side as far as three meters away and said, "That's enough."

"Okay." The camphor tree agreed.

Pan Sheng also walked over and faced Zhang Yu again.

Zhang Yu said: "Come on!"

"Okay! Look at me!" Pan Sheng shouted excitedly, lit the fire talisman in his hand, and shot towards Zhang Yu with a "pop" sound.

Zhang Yu was stunned when he saw the fire talisman. There was black smoke in the light red fireball, which was completely different from the fireball he shot.

"puff!"

Zhang Yu raised his hand and hit the fire talisman in his hand.

"Bang!" The two fireballs collided and immediately set off brilliant sparks, but accidents followed.

The only fireball that set off sparks was Zhang Yu's fireball. The black smokey fireball was a little smaller, but it was still powerful. It was just that it was deflected by the collision of Zhang Yu's fireball.

Zhang Yu was startled at first, and then realized that he could not be hit, so he did not dodge.

Unexpectedly, there was a scream from behind, "Oh my God!"