The life of a man on the road of film and television

The Four-eyed Taoist priest was not very fast at drawing talismans. It took him about five minutes to draw one, and his success rate was less than 80 percent.

Jiu Qi watched for ten minutes. Finally, because he was too tired from standing on tiptoe and his physical condition was not good, he could not hold on any longer. He stood up and took a break. Then he ran to the side and dragged a chair with great effort, jumped on it and sat down to continue watching.

The two of them were like this, one drawing the talisman carefully, and the other watching carefully. For a moment, there was a warm feeling in the room.

As the night grew darker, the sounds of two gongs were faintly heard from outside, which awakened the four-eyed Taoist who was immersed in drawing talismans. At this moment, his magic power was almost exhausted.

Rubbing his sore wrist, the four-eyed Taoist cursed himself for being careless. He was used to going to bed late, but he forgot that he had a child with him.

But when he turned around and looked at the energetic child next to him, well, the child didn't seem to be sleepy.

"You're looking at it so carefully, do you understand it?"

Seeing that the child was not sleepy and was looking at the talisman seriously, the four-eyed Taoist couldn't help but become curious. He gently took Jiuqi next to him into his arms and pointed at the drawn talisman and asked.

Jiuqi nodded, stretched out his little finger and pointed to the white paper on the other side, then looked up at the Taoist with four eyes, his eyes full of "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Can you write?"

The Taoist Four Eyes was quite wise and guessed Jiuqi's intention at once. After asking and seeing Jiuqi nod, the Taoist Four Eyes was a little surprised and put the paper and pen in front of Jiuqi.

Although Jiuqi had never learned calligraphy in his two lives, fortunately the original owner knew it in his memory. Unfortunately, memory does not mean that one can write well the first time. In addition, children's pen holding is not stable, so Jiuqi can only write the two words "Jiuqi" on the paper in a crooked way that is barely recognizable.

After writing, he pointed at himself with his left hand, and wrote the four words "Father and Mother are Dead" below. Then he blinked his big eyes and turned to look at the four-eyed Taoist.

(The villain in Jiuqi’s heart complained: This traditional Chinese character is too difficult to write, and it also has a brush buff)

"You mean, your name is Jiuqi? Your parents... do you have any other family members?"

The four-eyed Taoist never expected that the child had such a miserable life. Thinking about how he looked when he was picked up, he probably thought that all his property had been robbed and no one wanted to take care of the child, so they threw him into the wilderness to fend for himself.

I don’t know if the child doesn’t speak because he is upset. It’s so pitiful.

Jiu Qi shook his head at the Four-eyed Taoist and breathed a sigh of relief. This was considered to have solved a problem and also provided an explanation for his origins. He tugged at the Four-eyed Taoist's sleeve and made sure that he was looking at the paper. Then, Jiu Qi drew a corpse-suppressing talisman on the paper in less than a minute.

When the Taoist priest Siyan saw that he had finished drawing, he gasped in shock. He picked up the paper with trembling hands and read it carefully several times. After confirming that it was exactly the same as what he had drawn, when he looked at Jiuqi again, his eyes were shining as if he had seen a treasure.

“I just watched it for a while and I understood it.”

Listening to the other party's unconscious muttering, Jiu Qi shook his head and stretched out a finger.

"What does this mean, an hour? Or a cup of tea?"

Jiu Qi shook his head again, and the hand with the outstretched finger remained motionless, while his other little finger pointed at a talisman that the Four-eyed Taoist had just finished drawing and was drying.

"You mean, you mean, you mean you will understand it after watching it once?"

Almost biting his tongue, the four-eyed Taoist opened his eyes wide, looked at Jiuqi in disbelief, and his voice became uncontrollably louder.

As he was expecting, he saw Jiuqi nodded seriously. Confirming what he thought, the four-eyed Taoist priest carefully put Jiuqi back on the chair, then he stood up abruptly, clasped his hands behind his back, walked back and forth in the room, muttering something. After a long while, he walked back to Jiuqi, grabbed Jiuqi's shoulders and spoke solemnly.

"You are a genius, but you are wasting your time here. If you are willing to practice Taoism, I will take you to the mountain to worship my senior brother as your master. My senior brother has great magical powers and will definitely be able to teach you to become a ninth-grade heavenly master and the next generation leader of our Maoshan Sect."

The four-eyed Taoist tried his best to control the trembling in his voice, and stared at Jiuqi. When he saw the other party shaking his head, he thought the child was too young to understand, and was about to explain again, but saw the child pointing at him.

"This is?......"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Jiuqi pointed at him again and then clasped his hands together and bowed to him.

"You want to? Take me as your master?"

Jiu Qi nodded again.

"But I am only a third-rank master. I can't even be promoted to a geomancer in this lifetime. It would be a waste for you to take me as your master."

Jiuqi shook his head and pointed at the four-eyed Taoist priest.

Seeing how persistent the child was, the four-eyed Taoist sighed again, "How stubborn!" Well, he and his brother were from the same sect, so it was not impossible for his brother to give his disciple some pointers.

"Good boy, wait for the master to calculate a good day and take you to pay homage to the ancestors. From now on, you and I will be master and disciple. Let's go to bed."

It was an ordinary night, but the bespectacled Taoist felt that this night was more difficult than any other night in his life.

Last night he was already overwhelmed by the joy of discovering a genius, and in the end he forced himself to meditate and calm his mind. But he was afraid that the child would be scared if he slept alone, so he left the child in his room and sat beside the bed to meditate.

In the middle of the night, the Taoist priest Siyan heard the sound of a child getting up. He opened his eyes and saw that the child was actually imitating him, and was learning very well. He thought that the child was just curious and didn't pay much attention to it. However, the child insisted on asking him to teach him the skills.

Seeing that the child didn't sleep well even after he said nothing, the Taoist with four eyes had to teach him the method of drawing Qi into the body. Unexpectedly, the child understood it immediately, and within two hours, he had already drawn Qi into the body.

What the Four-eyed Taoist didn't know was that what Jiuqi learned was not the martial arts he mentioned, but the martial arts passed down by Bai Ze: The Six Paths of Reincarnation of the Mingshen.

This was the cultivation method of the Bai Ze clan from the memory inheritance of Bai Ze's inner elixir that he had drawn before. At the same time, he also discovered that there was a huge difference between the crude level of the ancient times and the current Dharma Ending Age.

At that time, the levels of cultivation for mortals were: Qi Refining Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Elixir Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Spirit Transformation Stage, Fusion Stage, Mahayana Stage, and Tribulation Crossing Stage.

Except for the Qi Refining Stage which is divided into twelve levels, other levels are only divided into early, middle, late, peak, and the same applies to becoming an immortal or a god.

The levels after becoming an immortal are divided into: human immortal, golden immortal, Taiyi immortal, and Daluo true immortal.

However, human spirits and monsters in the ancient times could not cultivate to become gods. Only creatures nurtured by heaven and earth, as well as those born from gods and pregnant with immortal fetuses, could cultivate to become gods.

The levels of the ancient gods are divided into Daojun, Emperorjun, Starjun, Divinejun and Immortaljun.

From this cruel class differentiation, it can be seen that there is inherent unfairness between heaven and earth. Bai Ze, as a divine beast derived from the auspicious energy of heaven and earth, is even more blessed, and his cultivation method is incomparable in this Dharma Ending Age.