The mantra that is matched with the Golden Light Talisman is the Golden Light Curse among the eight great mantras.

Although the Golden Light Mantra is called a mantra, it contains the method of practice and is based on many sects. If there is a universal method of Taoist Xuan Cultivation, then it is undoubtedly the Golden Light Method.

The monks may use this mantra to form golden light as a talisman; or use the golden light to scatter it, refine it into pills; or realize the truth and practice the truth, protect the thunder god; or bless the magic weapon to escape from the earth and steal the sky. It can be said that each person needs it and achieves it.

After Master Zhang passed the Golden Light Talisman, he passed the Golden Light Hand Trick to Qian Yiqun. Compared with the cumbersomeness of the Little Liuhe Trick, the Golden Light Trick is very simple. As long as he mastered the Sixty Nayin Jiazi Palm Trick, he would naturally be able to infer the Golden Light Trick by himself through the changes.

Fortunately, the fox had already taught Qian Yiqun the sixty-year-old Nayin Jiazi Palm, so Qian Yiqun learned it very quickly.

Master Zhang looked at Qian Yiqun's clamping technique and thought to himself: I don't know who this Taoist master is. Since the Song Dynasty, few people have been so complicated. However, this ancient method is indeed more comprehensive than the Convenience Sect. Thanks to his hardening of his mind.

Qian Yiqun had no idea that the Song people had made improvements and was still glad that the fox's original enlightenment was not in vain. He had a good understanding, and although he did not have the talent of never forgetting after his rebirth, he could understand the mysterious technique at a glance and was very handy.

The Golden Light Method is also one of the methods that are easy to learn but difficult to master. Qian Yiqun practiced it briefly, and Master Zhang was on the side to give instructions, so he could quickly draw a talisman.

"Master, where can I have time to draw talismans now?" Qian Yiqun had neither cinnabar nor talisman paper on his body. Although he had learned the talisman method, he did not focus on it.

Master Zhang took out a thick-headed brush from his sleeve, tightened the white hair, and said, "This is the Maojun pen left by Sanmao Zhenjun, you can draw empty talismans."

The talisman falls on paper just to facilitate people with insufficient cultivation. Most of the real talisman masters can use the golden light of the sky eyes and make talismans in the void, and shoot them out like a mantra. At this level, if you use a mantra to enter the talisman, it will appear to be an extra process, which is very meaningless. However, if you use a talisman to assist the mantra as Master Zhang said, the power of the mantra will be increased several times when you raise your hand.

Qian Yiqun took Mao Jun's pen and drew a golden talisman in the air. It felt as if he was painting on a canvas, and there was a sticky and stuttering. Lingyun condensed into patterns on the "talisman paper" in the void. When the last stroke of the spell was induced, the entire talisman came alive.

"Put it out!" Master Zhang shouted.

Qian Yiqun was still proud, but when he heard this shout, he was a little busy. However, the talisman exploded in the sky, and the Taoist Qi suddenly overflowed, like a warm breeze blowing on his face, which was particularly comfortable.

"After drawing, you must control the talisman, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve the effect of the talisman." Although Master Zhang has always given people a cold mouth, he is particularly meticulous when teaching, without any impatient. He now explained how to type the talisman and how to control the talisman. He was afraid that Qian Yiqun had only a little understanding, so he even made a demonstration himself to let Qian Yiqun understand it completely.

Qian Yiqun practiced several times and gradually gained experience. Thank you: "Thank you for your teachings!"

Master Zhang received a tribute, pinched a slogan in his hand, and said, "I will be able to climb the altar for three quarters of an hour. I will only rely on you for the next three hours. Just keep the living people in your hands and don't let them break into the altar. As for the illusion of the ghosts, I assume that they have not seen it."

Qian Yiqun said seriously: "It will definitely not cause anyone to infringe on Master Zhang's altar."

Pavilion Master Zhang nodded slightly and said, "I'm afraid they will be sure of the time and will not come after I open the cauldron."

"Can the master give me some advice? Which immortal was created by this Jade Hook Cave Heaven?" Qian Yiqun couldn't help but be curious and asked.

Pavilion Master Zhang pondered for a moment and said, "It's Guo Pu and Guo Jingchun."

Guo Pu, whose courtesy name is Jingchun, was from the Western Jin Dynasty. This man was born in a gentry. His father was the Minister of Shangshu Dulingshi. His family rented it and was famous for his "Yi".

In Qian Yiqun's memory, Guo Pu's main achievements are concentrated in the fields of literature and philology. This great writer was a master of poetry traveling to immortals. He wrote fourteen poems traveling to immortals and spread them to later generations. The Book of Jin said that he "citizens the crown of revival." Guo Pu also annotated ancient books such as "Book of Changes", "Shan Hai Jing", "Biography of Emperor Mu", "Dialects" and "Chu Ci".

He spent eighteen years annotating "Er Ya", explaining the ancient animal and plant names with the dialect names that were popular at that time, and annotating and drawing them, making "Er Ya" an important reference book for the study of materia meridians in history. Therefore, the classification of animal and plant illustrations created by the pioneers has also become used by all large-scale materia meridian works since the Tang Dynasty.

The "Cihai" that Qian Yiqun must use when he was studying back then, and Guo Pu's comments can be seen everywhere in "Ciyuan".

"Book of Jin? Biography of Guo Pu" has been read many times by Qian Yiqun. In the same biography, Qian Yiqun in his previous life only remembered Guo Pu's achievements in the field of literature and philology. For this Jingming Guandu master who learned the art of "The Book of Changes" since childhood, he received nine volumes of "Qingnang Zhongshu" from a stranger, and he calculated that he had no choice but to do so... all of these records were regarded as legends.

As a mysterious cultivator, Qian Yiqun, when he recalls the content of "The Biography of Guo Pu", he felt that history books were not false, but that he had too many confusions and obstacles in his previous life and could not see the truth.

"Why does Mr. Guo open such a place?" Qian Yiqun couldn't help asking.

"This is the place to perform the "Fuing Sutra". "Master Zhang said, "Guo Pu is the originator of the Feng Shui lineage. Although he knows many things, he cannot understand them. Therefore, after he became an immortal, he found such a place, opened up a cave, performed methods and made pictures, and the "Fuing Sutra" was just released."

"So that's it," Qian Yiqun asked again, "What's the secret here?"

"Even if I tell you, you don't know. You might as well understand it yourself." Master Zhang said, "The so-called thousands of great ways will eventually return to one path. When you enter, you will be different, and when you leave, you will be unique. Therefore, the ancient sages often act in a good manner. If you ask why Guo Pu was looking for here, why don't you ask why the Han Dynasty built the Houtu Temple here?"

Qian Yiqun had a little understanding and thought to himself: Yes, everyone knows to choose the real good places. Just like Sanmao Zhenjun chose Qionglong Mountain, Sun Wu, and Zhu Maichen, they also chose it. It is probably because the level of cultivation is similar, and the aesthetic view is almost the same.

Master Zhang sat quietly for a while, got up and left his crown, walked, and said barefootly, "It's time."

Qian Yiqun quickly got off the altar, and saw Master Zhang appearing a white paper talisman from the sleeve of the robe. He sprinkled it in the air, pushing it from left to right, and the talisman papers were each returned to their positions, hovering in the air, and they were also arranged in arrays with talismans.

Qian Yiqun suddenly realized: It turned out that Master Zhang is also a master of talismans, but he just doesn't know how to compare with Huang Yuanba... No, right! Huang Yuanba is just a wise man, so where does he have the demeanor of a monk like Master Zhang? Although Master Zhang looks cold and indifferent, his heart is really good...

"The Supreme Emperor's Decree: To surpass your lonely soul, ghosts, all the things that are conceived in the four lives, those with heads surpass, those with heads are born, guns and swords are killed, diving with ropes, death openly and secretly, grievances are destroyed, creditors and enemies, and the sons are kneeling in front of our platform, the gossip emits light, and the clan will go away, and will be born in other places, for men and women, and you will be responsible for wealth and poverty. You will summon yourself and order you to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to wait for the crowd, and you will be ordered to go for the crowd, and you will be promptly reborn!"

After the promulgation of the imperial order, Master Zhang's sword flew, sending out a bunch of inspiration.

In the entire Jade Hook Cave Heaven, the wind suddenly became miserable, and black shadows rushed towards the altar. Among the black shadows, the howling was terrifying, mostly female voices. Qian Yiqun remembered the allusion of "Jade Hook Slanting", and looked at the crescent moon in the sky like a hook, hanging slanted at night, standing alone on the ground, and tombstones were everywhere, and it was indeed a ghostly spirit.

The spirit balls ejected blended with the black fog, and the black fog slowly converged and the crying gradually subsided. There was a faint clear air rising in the world, and the yang energy warmed up, and there was not as cold as Qian Yiqun's first arrival.

"Oh my! I'm a step late. So many treasures have ruined this kid!" An old Taoist with white eyebrows and white hair and red face walked out of the black shadow. He was wearing an apricot and yellow robe with a golden jade rabbit embroidered with a golden scarf and a Big Dipper. He wore a scarf on his head, and the squad followed behind him were all covered with red scarves, which seemed to be a group of people.

Qian Yiqun looked at the eyes and saw that there was no sign of Li Yiqing inside, but found that there were two people who looked familiar. After careful consideration, they were suddenly watching the pilgrim watching next to Qionghua Platform in the afternoon. Thinking of the flower thief who was beaten up and silenced, Qian Yiqun knew in his heart that they were the same group.

Thinking about how hard these people are to attack their own people, this is a typical villain cult style. What else can I say when I meet such a person? Qian Yiqun saw that they were step by step and his magic weapon had already changed to the right position.

The group of people was led by the old Taoist with white eyebrows and white hair, followed by six followers, all of whom were about forty years old, and looked like his disciples.

"Old ancestor, do you want to clear the scene?" A disciple stepped forward and asked, while scanning Qian Yiqun with no kindness.

"Thunder come!"

Qian Yiqun shouted violently, and the thunder in his palms quickly condensed. He did not hear the man's suggestion about clearing the market, but since he was standing opposite them, he had no room for discussion. These people even wanted to kill their own people to silence, let alone outsiders.

The man didn't expect that Qian Yiqun would move so quickly and act so fiercely. An electric ball as big as a basket flew towards him with crackling electric sparks.

"Ah!" The man let out a scream and flew backwards, and the flesh was filled with fragrance for a moment.

He never had the chance to consider whether to clear the market again...

"Who are you? Why did you kill my innocent disciple!" the ancestor shouted violently.

"Thunder come!" Qian Yiqun answered loudly, and another electric ball flew out.

The group of people became alert this time and showed off their magic weapons, including banners, blocking them in front of them, chanting mantras, hoping to force the thunder ball to take over.
Chapter completed!