From a carp to a dragon god

Chapter 71: The Demonic Clan's Bonding Method (Part )

The altar is a formation used in rituals. Some people who do not understand the altar method even misinterpret the altar as a pickle jar, which is really absurd.

Altar means a platform, and the Dharma altar is the Dharma platform, which is what we often call the practice of going on stage.

The Taoist scriptures say: A nine-story tower starts with piling up earth, and a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

The altar in the turtle bead is like this, but it is an incense hall altar, which is used to offer incense and pass on the clan law, rather than setting up an altar for performing rituals.

The incense hall talisman is very telling. It only has three abilities: collecting incense, opening an altar to establish connections, and passing on the Dharma lineage.

Yu Shuyang took the incense ash and put it into the magic bag. According to the rules, after refining the talisman, the incense ash and the altar were dispensable. He could directly burn the incense and open the altar, but he still had to cover it up.

He didn't know much about Shinto in the Eastern world. According to his understanding in his previous life, the altar rituals were passed down only by the magician. Opening the altar and performing rituals could summon gods and ghosts, and even ward off disasters and misfortunes.

A magician needs to learn the laws of heaven and ghosts, and use the laws to summon ghosts and gods to cast spells. He himself must also abide by the laws and precepts, and must not cast spells at random.

Obviously, the world of the East has its own rules. The demon sect's altar method is mainly based on talismans, combined with the incense hall altar, and the purpose of casting spells is to establish a relationship with people.

This reminded him of the five immortals in his previous life who had cultivated into spirits and were looking for people with whom they were destined to possess their bodies. They would then carry the demons on their backs like horsemen to perform spells and do things.

In previous lives, the Taoist Alliance had always strongly disparaged this kind of practice, believing it to be a demonic practice that disrupted the Dao, not to mention driving living people like beasts of burden, which was a blatant violation of human dignity.

However, there are several demon immortals in the Five Immortals Sect with extraordinary magical powers. Apart from the Taoist Alliance's overt and covert criticism, other cultivators do not take it seriously. They think they are just using the magic to practice, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

Yu Shuyang was a sword cultivator in his previous life, who believed in achieving everything with just one sword. He always kept his distance from witches and shamans, especially those whose minds were disturbed by the poison of incense.

When he came out of the room, Fathead Fish had already left, leaving only Fish Father sighing there, looking as if he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

"Why are you encouraging Fathead Fish to go to the north to learn skills? Don't you know that literature is prevalent there and the demon race is not doing well there?" This time, Father Yu did not scold his son.

In his early years, he also traveled outside and made the acquaintance of four demon tribes, and even became sworn brothers and sisters. Li Zhen's mother Zhu Sanniang was one of them.

Later, he met the fish mother of Tianshui Yang family, which led to the marriage between Xiyu and Niuyu. Later, he gave birth to eight daughters and one son.

"Why was it me who instigated this? My senior brother was distressed and worried about his future as a cultivator, and I was trying my best to help him. Could I just watch him waste his time like this?
"If you're particularly free, take the technique I gave you and help Uncle Mo break through to the ninth rank, so he doesn't get so depressed all day long." Yu Shuyang said before leaving.

He is now busy all day long, all because of his father who registered him for the fish selection competition. Now he still has six talismans that have not been sacrificed. Fortunately, there are more than three months left, so everything is under control.

Fathead Fish lives in the next village. There are more than a dozen fish monster villages at the foot of Yu Mountain, most of whom have a cultivation level below the seventh rank.

There are very few families like the Yu Shuyang family, which have two fish monsters with seventh-grade cultivation and have not yet moved into the Qiansun Courtyard halfway up the mountain. This is the only family with no branches.

Before I arrived at Fathead Fish's home, I saw him carrying a table as he walked in. I guess he had just arrived home, but I didn't know why he was holding the table instead of putting it in his magic bag.

"Brother, please move all the things out." Yu Shuyang took out the collected incense ashes from the magic bag he carried with him.

The layout is very simple, with a table, an incense burner, incense sticks, candles, yellow paper, cinnabar ink and a brazier.

Yu Shuyang first wrote a yellow card, which was similar to a job application letter. He had to clearly state the life situation of the bighead carp, especially the Qi cultivation, fate and so on.

There are a maximum of three chances to open the altar and cast a spell to establish a relationship. The monster can choose a disciple of the Gong family, and the disciple can also choose the monster. For this purpose, he wrote three yellow forms.

"Brother, let me give you a few words of advice. The demon sect has its own rules for forming a bond. It's similar to our practice of marrying a fish, but there's a big difference.

If you establish a bond with a craftsman, you will be required to lend your magical powers to him/her, helping him/her cultivate his/her divine craftsmanship. This doesn't involve risking your life. It's like the relationship between a shopkeeper and his/her employees: you lend your strength, and he/she returns the same. It's essentially a business relationship.

In business, there are gains and losses. You have to calculate your own accounts. I won't say more about this. You only have three chances."

After Yu Shuyang finished speaking, he took out his magic bag, took out the wedding candlestick, installed the candle on it, and lit it with ordinary fire. Spiritual fire cannot be used when casting spells on the altar, and a candle must be placed on it.

Take out three incense sticks and light them. There will be flames on the incense. This fire is called Lu fire. It is taboo to blow it out with your mouth. You can only fan it out with your hands.

The incense is inserted into the censer, and the talisman is cast to open the altar. Normally, it is necessary to chant blessings, such as "peace to the four directions" and "peace to the house".

He didn't know a word, so he just looked at the incense head quietly, waiting for the smoke to rise like a crane, and then he could cast the spell.

There is no need to let the fathead fish kneel on the ground. Just pick up a yellow paper, light it, and throw it into the brazier. If someone is willing to form a relationship, they will send a message.

Yu Shuyang and Fathead Fish stared at the brazier, watching the yellow paper burn out bit by bit, without hearing a single sound.

"Junior brother, is it done?" Fathead fish couldn't understand the trick and could only ask him.

"No, if someone wants to form a relationship, they will also burn a yellow paper, and we can hear the other party's conditions.

I'll try making another one. Brother, just wait for a moment." Yu Shuyang consoled Fathead Fish.

The second piece of yellow paper was lit and thrown into the brazier again. The two fish monsters, with their big eyes, watched the flames burn out.

There was no sound at all, as silent as death, which made Yu Shuyang feel embarrassed. It shouldn't be like this.

He wrote it according to the altar rules left by Bai Danliu, and also polished the content, using a lot of beautiful words like "descendants of fish fairy" and so on.

Fathead fish looked at his junior brother, and Yu Shuyang looked at Fathead fish again. No one said anything. It was useless to say anything now.

Light the last piece of yellow paper and throw it into the brazier. Almost in an instant, the flame turns from red to blue and the flames suddenly surge.

"The Jiang family of Taocheng is Wuxiu and would like to form a relationship with the Yu family of Xiyu. The boy is good at firing pottery and engraving."

The voice in the basin was childish, sounding as if it was from a young boy. According to the rules of the demon sect, the other party's voice transmission was not qualified, and there was no mention of cultivation or master.

The fathead fish was now very excited, but he didn't dare to act rashly, and stared at Yu Shuyang intently.

"What do you think?"

"Just him."

Yu Shuyang had no choice. He originally wanted to pick and choose, but the situation didn’t seem to be the case. There was nothing he could do but this.

He used the talisman to cast a spell, creating a bond between the two parties in the fire of faith. The fire in the brazier went out instantly, and a spark flew out and hit the fathead fish on the forehead.

The two sides have formed a destiny, and the fathead fish can use his magic power to help the other party practice magical skills, and he can also obtain the luck in return from the other party.

　I'm asking for recommendations and comments. Is this a bit boring? I'm just asking. I've noticed some readers have been asking about the slow pacing lately, so I'd like to ask, how's the recent writing been reading? Is it annoying? I've always insisted on not writing in a watered-down manner. The pacing has indeed been a bit slow lately, so I'm working on it.

(End of this chapter)