Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 130 Daoist Name: Fu Yinzi
Fire Dragon Sword, Zhao Yi Fu never thought that he would actually learn such a sword technique passed down from his master.

Then it was totally worth it for him to lose a large Yangming fine copper sword because of it. The master really knew how to care for others.

However, just when he was happy, he felt something unusual.

Because the shadows of ten boys appeared around him one after another.

Ten images of children around three years old surrounded him in the golden flames.

Zhao Yifu asked curiously, "Why don't you reincarnate?"

"You have suffered a great loss in this life. I hope you can be reborn into a good family in the next life."

Although he had just thought that his sword would break, he never thought about getting anything from these poor little guys.

Just as he realized when he practiced the "Shou Ren Method", "to do something".

His name "Fu" means "keep your word and keep your promise!", so in his heart he is just practicing the benevolence and the Tao in his heart.

that is it.

The master sat in the painting, watching the scene with a smile, without saying anything.

Emperor Wenheng, who had consciously stood in a corner of the screen, pointed out: "These ten little ghosts may seem to have sufficient yang at this moment, but in fact, they have been contaminated with a lot of karma by that demon."

“If I were to reincarnate like this, I’d probably have to sink into the depths of hell for countless lifetimes before I could return to human form.”

The Emperor's voice is like a huge bell, filled with boundless arrogance.

But surprisingly, it sounds very familiar.

Zhao Yifu was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect this to happen.

The master then said, "Now they have lost their support. If you do nothing, they will fall into the suffering of reincarnation."

Zhao Yifu understood what he meant. The master was telling him what to do.

So he just thought for a moment, then took out a piece of spiritual paper from his sleeve, and then a stream of spiritual ink came out from his sleeve.

He used his fingers as a pen and quickly drew on the spiritual paper... Before long, a picture of the "Ten Perfect Boy" was drawn by him.

The boys in this painting were all drawn based on the appearance of the boy in front of him, and he tried his best to make them look blessed and round. This is probably because he hopes that these unfortunate children can finally get a good result.

This time he did not use sealing magic, so the "Ten Perfect Boys" gathered together and settled down on his painting.

These children are very pitiful. Their parents sacrificed them to the monsters in Lunzang Temple, so they are now without a father or a mother.

Zhao Yifu saved their present lives, and now he began to think about their afterlife...

The ten children played happily in the scroll, not feeling at all how crowded the space on a mere piece of paper was.

They even opened their mouths and cheered for Zhao Yifu from time to time, and their mouth shapes seemed to be shouting: "baba~"

Zhao Yifu's eyes were slightly red. He shook his head and flicked the scroll with his fingers, and then the children all quieted down.

He rolled up the scroll and tried to stuff it into his left sleeve... The ghost boy and the weasel he had captured earlier were also in this sleeve.

But on second thought, he put it back into his right sleeve.

These kids are different after all.

Zhao Yifu asked, "How long will they remain in this world?"

Emperor Wenheng said, "Merit and incense can offset their karma, but it takes a lot to offset karma with merit and incense, so you should be mentally prepared."

Zhao Yi Fu nodded and said nothing. He hadn't promised anything to anyone.

At this time, the master asked again: "My son, have you not yet taken a Taoist name?"

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "Please give me some advice, Master."

He knew that his chance had come. The ancestor personally gave him a Taoist name. What kind of treatment was this?
Although he was just trying to climb up the ladder, this was really what Patriarch Chunyang meant.

He smiled and said, "Your name contains the character 'Fu'. It seems like we are destined to be together. I'll use this character 'Fu' for my own benefit."

"Also, the ancient meaning of the character 'Yin' is doctor, which aligns with your charitable deeds. Its modern meaning is an official who writes and governs, which also fits your position."

"In that case, how about calling you 'Fu Yinzi'?"

Zhao Yifu said happily, "Okay, this will be my Taoist name."

However, at this moment, Emperor Wenheng, who was standing in the corner of the summoning diagram, quietly said, "Fu Yin, you are a beautiful jade with splendor. It seems that the Pure Yang Master has high expectations of you."

Zhao Yifu was stunned. How should he pronounce this "Yin"?
But the big guys said no more, and the picture of summoning the gods rolled up by itself and returned to his sleeves.

He guessed it for a while, then laughed and shook his head, ignoring it.

It doesn’t matter whether the character “陰” is pronounced as “yǐn” or “yún”, the key is the character “阜”.

Fu means trust, nothing more.

"Master, what happened just now?"

Only then did Wu Zhong hurried over.

Just now, he only felt that his eyes were blocked by a sea of ​​golden fire, and he could not see clearly what was happening.

It was not until the firelight dissipated that he saw Zhao Yifu.

Zhao Yifu smiled and shook his head when he heard this, "Nothing, just solved a small problem."

"Yes, I suddenly wanted to write a letter home. Let's set off later."

Wu Zhong heard this and said, "That's just right. I'll prepare breakfast for you, young master."

Zhao Yi Fu thought for a moment, took out a piece of letter paper, and simply lay on the donkey cart and slowly began to write the letter.

Although the "Splashing Ink Technique" can be completed in a single stroke, is it just speed that he lacks? What he lacks is how to choose the words to tell his master what happened today.

So it took him almost half an hour to revise and write this letter. Wu Zhong had already cooked a pot of porridge and was waiting by the side before he called Lao Huang to send the letter.

Speaking of which, Old Huang is also pitiful. He is obviously a land god, but Zhao Yifu uses him like a postman.

But before Huang Lin left, Zhao Yifu asked, "Old Huang, why doesn't this land have a land god protecting it?"

Old Huang looked at the village in ashes, swallowed hard, and said, "My lord, this land originally had a land god. But over six hundred years ago, that land god was unwilling to lose his position and returned to reincarnation, and he fell into evil."

"Not only did he secretly hide the divine seal, he also found a way to pollute the spiritual energy of this land with evil methods. No one can continue to live here."

Zhao Yifu listened thoughtfully and asked, "Could it be that the Lunzang Temple is related to the evil god's land?"

He made a brief guess and then changed the subject: "If that's the case, does Heavenly Court not care?"

Huang Lin said, "Of course Heaven will take care of it, but a day in Heaven is three years on Earth, so it will take some time for Heaven to reach a final decision on this matter."

However, just as he finished speaking, the summoning picture flew out from Zhao Yifu's sleeve again.

The scroll unfolded, and this time the person standing in front and occupying the main page was Emperor Wenheng.

The Emperor, who had become one of the Five Wenchang through force, looked at Zhao Yifu with a glare as fast as lightning and said, "I'll leave this matter to you to handle."

Zhao Yifu: "..."

He suddenly felt the trouble of always having a big boss around. This kind of 'side quest' came out of nowhere!
So he looked at Lao Huang with an unfriendly look, as if blaming him for talking too much.

Old Huang looked innocent and confused, it was obviously you who asked first!

……

Zhao Yifu looked at the road ahead in distress, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.

He originally just wanted to clean up things within his jurisdiction, but who knew that he would suddenly find himself in a very troublesome task.

The land god, ah, and the kind of fallen land god at that. How could he, a little cultivator who couldn't even cultivate the golden elixir, be asked to deal with it?
Well, it’s not like I haven’t beaten the land god before.

What really upset him was this sudden and unplanned situation.

If he was bored in the county government office, he would definitely jump up and come here excitedly.

Now……

Zhao Yifu hesitated for a moment and decided to inspect the remaining three villages according to his original plan.

However, this meant he could no longer leisurely stroll around, so he entered "work mode" without hesitation and stuffed a handful of fasting pills, bone-strengthening pills, and qi-invigorating pills into the donkey's mouth.

The donkey was full of energy, and its four hooves suddenly became extremely powerful. It pulled the donkey cart forward at a trot.

The donkey no longer obeyed Wu Zhong's orders, but fortunately, as long as Xiaohu climbed on its back, it would always wake up a little.

The only downside is that the ride was pretty bumpy.

However, he also discovered once again a magical feature of the Shouren method, which is its built-in buffering and shock absorption function.

No matter how bumpy the outside world is, his internal organs are very stable, as if there is a built-in balancer in his body.

In just half a day, they arrived outside another village.

Zhao Yifu said softly, "You wait."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out alone.

However, Yiyi soon jumped out of his arms, and then the little tiger on the donkey cart also jumped out, and then seven big cats came out of the donkey cart.

They did not choose to wait leisurely in the car, but decided to share Zhao Yifu's worries.

Zhao Yifu was also quite pleased to see this. He simply said, "Don't be stubborn when you encounter an opponent who's hard to deal with. Leave it to me."

The cats scattered.

In a corner where Zhao Yifu couldn't see, Xiaohu's muscles suddenly swelled up, and he became a tiger-headed man over two meters tall.

The remaining cats also transformed into strong cat-headed warriors.

They wandered around the village, each holding a weapon. When they encountered a corpse lying in a coffin, they would either chop it with their weapons or corrode it with their demonic power.

Anyway, some ordinary zombies were destroyed without any resistance.

After all, demonic power is an extremely destructive force, so it is not surprising that it can do this.

On the other side, Zhao Yifu had already confirmed that there were no living people in the village, so he started to set fire to the village.

At the same time, because fire is the most yang, it can also burn some weak zombies to death.

Now that he no longer had the Pure Yang Sword, he could only use the Fiery Sun Hand to set fire.

Although there is a move called 'Fire Dragon Sword', Zhao Yifu himself has not delved into the spiritual power of fire, so when he performs it, he relies entirely on pure Yang fire, which consumes too much energy and is not worth the effort.

But this is enough now. Fireballs kept spitting out from his hands, setting the wooden houses on fire one by one.

But the fire didn't seem to be burning strongly enough... a small, dark figure suddenly jumped out from the side, and then suddenly exhaled a breath of air with sparks towards the burning house.

The next moment, all the houses that were blown by it were burning with heat.

But the nature of this flame is different.

Zhao Yifu used the Fiery Sun Hand, which had the word "Yang" in it, but the flame it released was actually just ordinary fire.

However, the flame processed by Yiyi is a demonic fire or a spiritual fire, in contrast to the true fire of cultivators.

Zhao Yifu hugged the cat and said, "Yiyi, you'll hurt yourself if you do this."

Judging others by his own experience, he felt that he had suffered great losses in releasing his true fire, and therefore he felt that Yiyi had also suffered great losses.

But he thought too much.

Yiyi yawned without caring at all.

And gave a sweet cry.

At this time, Hua Da Niu came outside the carriage and said in her unique clip voice, "Master, don't worry about Miss Yi Yi. Miss Yi Yi's flame is a natural gift, and the loss is very small."

After hearing this, Zhao Yifu nodded with satisfaction.

Then Hua Da Niu suddenly roared in a hoarse voice: "Meow~~"

A figure not far away immediately shuddered, then turned into a big cat and quickly returned.

Zhao Yifu returned to the carriage and rubbed the kittens, which were just mighty but now cute, one by one, before driving the donkey cart to the next place.

He was not idle along the way. He finally picked up the "True Numbers of the Universe" that he had thrown away halfway through learning and studied it carefully. At the same time, he compared it with the terrain of several villages he had visited and roughly figured out some patterns.

That is, the terrain of these villages is all in depressions.

Although it is inevitable to build a village in a depression, after all, this terrain can be explained in another way as "hiding wind and gathering energy."

But what if this wind is evil wind and this qi is evil qi?

Wouldn't it be that evil spirits have also gathered together, causing disaster to the villagers living there?
Gradually, Zhao Yifu had a very clear judgment of this situation, because "The True Numbers of the Universe" could tell him how the airflow flowing out of the mountain would operate.

Unconsciously, he had learned some skills of 'reading qi'.

This made him feel very surprised, and he thought that "The True Numbers of the Universe" seemed to be not only the basis of formations, but also the basis of many other cultivation techniques.

When he arrived at the next village, he was sure that the village here was not full of energy as soon as he saw the terrain, and it should not be like the previous two villages where zombies were rampant.

Sure enough, after entering the village and investigating, it was determined that the reason for the village's decline was human abandonment.

There are indeed many graves on the hill behind the mountain, but judging from the ages on the tombstones, they were probably all killed in the severe drought five years ago.

Then the remaining villagers abandoned the village and chose to wander outside or simply go into the mountains to try their luck.

There was no need to think too much about this. After a brief exploration, Zhao Yifu left for the last village.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark. It was the most dangerous time to be on the edge of Prison Mountain, but Zhao Yifu was not afraid.

He planned to finish dealing with the matters of the last village today, and then start thinking about the matter of the evil god's land.

It's very annoying.

　I have to be emo at work, now I can only use the alcohol every night to make my mind active. Today's chapter

　　
　
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