Immortality: Beginning With The Great Zhou Divine Dynasty

Chapter 5: Drawing Talismans and Chanting Spells

In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.

After a tedious and eagerly anticipated period of paperwork, it was finally a day off.

Living a simple and routine life, Lin Xuanzhi found it quite enjoyable. He attended morning classes and had breakfast.

Just like a shut-in, he retreated to his study once again to pursue his cultivation, paying no attention to the numerous invitations to admire the bustling and picturesque Divine Capital.

Before breakfast, he usually drank a bowl of Body Tempering soup. However, due to the abundant efficacy of the Dragon Bone Nourishing Cream he obtained, he didn't need to take it every day. One spoonful every seven days was enough to digest for a long time.

A jar the size of a baby's head was barely enough for half a year. By then, his cultivation level in Essence Nurturing should be about the same. After all, although he hadn't cultivated his Qi before, the accumulation of vitality through food was also remarkable.

After Essence Nurturing, the second stage of cultivation was Qi Gathering.

By guiding the soul and sensing the heavens and earth through Astral Projection, one could comprehend several innate Divine Abilities and also absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth, blending it with one's vitality to give birth to magical powers.

Only then could one truly possess some transcendent means.

Unlike the current Essence Nurturing stage, which only focused on physical strength and a powerful soul, allowing one to draw talismans and chant spells or perform some illusionary tricks using soul power.

There were several situations in which talismans could be drawn. For those like Lin Xuanzhi, who didn't have a sect's ancestral master, they could only rely on their own intuition to draw spiritual talismans or sincerely burn incense and observe fasting, relying on the response of gods and powerful beings to draw them.

Of course, if one had a personal relationship with some ghosts or deities, they could also draw talismans using their power or even invite them.

In the study.

Lin Xuanzhi rubbed his temples and put down the old book in his hand, which explained the methods of drawing talismans.

The book introduced nine types of talismans and their corresponding spells, such as the "Evil-Repelling Talisman," "House-Stabilizing Talisman," "Soul-Calming Talisman," "Golden Wound Talisman," "Ghost-Killing Talisman," "Reunion Talisman," "Dream-Entering Talisman," "Sun-Burning Talisman," and "Rain-Inviting Talisman." Lin Xuanzhi could learn all of them.

He was already familiar with the content of the book, but he had never personally experimented with it.

As for talisman paper, talisman brushes, and cinnabar, he had already prepared them. Today happened to be a good opportunity to give it a try.

Fasting and bathing were unnecessary because he wasn't praying to gods. Instead, he used his own cultivation to sense the omnipresent spiritual energy of the heavens and earth to draw the talismans. It didn't matter whether he was clean or not.

With a clear mind and calm demeanor, Lin Xuanzhi approached the table where all the necessary items were placed. He lit incense, focused his mind, and then picked up the talisman brush. Chanting the spell, he swiftly drew an "Soul-Calming Talisman" on the yellow talisman paper.

The talisman glowed and then slowly disappeared, clearly different from the usual deceptive tricks.

Success on the first try!

"And... it seems to be more radiant and powerful than the talismans drawn at the usual Essence Nurturing stage, perhaps about fifty percent stronger?!"

"Is it because of me? Or... because of the Jade Wheel?"

Without any hesitation, Lin Xuanzhi was certain that it was due to his exceptional talent.

Taking advantage of the situation, Lin Xuanzhi drew several copies of each of the nine talismans until he felt his soul becoming exhausted, and then he stopped.

Forcing himself to stay awake, he had lunch and then went back to his room to take a deep sleep, completely unaware of the world around him.

He only felt refreshed when he woke up in the afternoon. Stretching lazily, Lin Xuanzhi got up and walked around, opening the window to enjoy the view outside.

"Today was a bit indulgent, but at least I have acquired a few extraordinary techniques in Spirit Partitioning."

Feeling good, I was about to ask Biyue and Qiuwen to have dinner under the peach tree in the courtyard and enjoy a leisurely meal when I saw Grandfather's personal guard, Shentu Hong, entering the courtyard under Biyue's lead.

"Master Shentu, does Grandfather have any instructions?"

Shentu Hong, who was over sixty years old with white hair, still appeared energetic. He had followed Grandfather since his youth and had achieved the level of Marrow Cleansing in Martial Dao.

"Master Wu, General invites you and the eldest young master to have dinner together."

Lin Xuanzhi nodded and smiled, "Master, please go back to Grandfather first. I will come after changing my clothes."

After changing into a light blue robe, with a simple sachet and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and his hair neatly arranged, Lin Xuanzhi arrived at the Chunxi Hall where Grandfather was enjoying his retirement.

In the courtyard.

I saw a burly figure, with only a few strands of white hair on his head, an ordinary face, and a seemingly ordinary aura, but his eyes were sharp and spirited. The old man was casually "practicing" with Lin Xianzhi.

The scene was so unbearable that Lin Xuanzhi couldn't bear to look.

"Fortunately, I am a cultivator, fortunately, fortunately..."

Since it had nothing to do with him, Lin Xuanzhi happily stood aside and observed the martial arts of the two.

After a while, Lin Xianzhi finally reached his limit before Lin Tianhu, the old man, stopped.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled and served tea to the old man, while someone else brought soup to his elder brother.

After Lin Tianhu finished drinking the tea like a bull, he sat at the head of the dining table and beckoned, "Xuanzhi, come and sit, standing is tiring."

After speaking, he glared at Lin Xianzhi and said angrily, "Useless thing, you went ahead and ended up serving wine cups to those barbarians!"

The Witch-Barbarian Race had a habit of using human heads as wine cups.

Lin Xianzhi, in his thirties, could only respectfully listen to his grandfather's reprimand with a respectful and smiling face.

After the old man finished commenting on Lin Xianzhi's skills, the three of them began to enjoy their dinner.

Martial artists have big appetites and often eat nourishing food. Although Lin Xuanzhi didn't need to replenish himself like them, he still paid attention to his diet.

A table full of delicious dishes was quickly devoured by the three of them.

After closing the door, Lin Tianhu sat on the main seat of the study, his face gloomy, and his eyes flickered with a cold light as he said, "Twelve years ago, when Ze'er went to pick up supplies from the Ten Thousand Mountains, the Tuhuonaxuan Pill in the city was indeed borrowed by Qiu Lied, the eldest son of Qiu Lao Gou, to treat the deputy general's injuries in Cangfeng City, and it was quickly returned."

"And those plundering barbarians had a clear target, as if they knew the escort route of Ze'er and the others, and it is basically certain that someone leaked the information!"

Lin Xuanzhi remained calm upon hearing this and asked in a calm tone, "How did Grandfather find out?"

The old man snorted twice, "Even if they cleaned up the traces, they are not immortals, so it's difficult to cover everything."

"At a ghost market near the Four Sisters Mountain on the border, a drunken spirit ghost accidentally mentioned it, and it happened to be heard by a trusted subordinate of Shi Lao Tou. Knowing that it was related to our family, he spent fifty taels of Xianghuo Tianyin to get him to talk. The ghost said that he had seen someone sneaking towards the Witch-Barbarian Race and then secretly returning."

"It happened shortly after Ze'er received the order to pick up supplies from the Ten Thousand Mountains!"

As the eldest son and grandson of the loyal and brave Bo Mansion, Lin Xianzhi naturally cared about Lin Ze's affairs.

"Did the ghost see who it was?"

The old man snorted, "The face was not clear, but the aura of their cultivation was hard to completely conceal. It was a guest mage of the Qiu family, Wu Changbao, who had reached the Aperture Entering stage twelve years ago."

Lin Xuanzhi's eyelids drooped slightly, and a faint light flickered in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he said coldly, "The Qiu family... Qiu Lao General's second son, Qiu Yan, and his father held positions in the same city and had similar cultivation levels. They both had hopes of being promoted to the Core Incubation stage."

"Could it be that they really wanted the position of the North Wind City Lord?"

(End of this chapter)