Although there are only two students at the moment, the Zhao family attaches great importance to them and has assigned several teachers.
Zhao Sheng personally served as the headmaster, and was also responsible for teaching runes and drawing runes.
Zhao Keru is responsible for the courses on identifying medicines, refining elixirs and planting.
The elderly and virtuous Zhao Jinding told the children about the stories and customs of various places in the world of immortal cultivation, as well as various information about the immortal cultivation sects.
Zhao Chongwei is more like a head teacher. In addition to paying close attention to the two children's cultivation, she is also responsible for correcting their outlook on life and values to prevent them from repeating the mistakes of the two branches of the Zhao family.
In addition, several members of the Zhao clan would occasionally come over to share their experiences.
It can be said that the Xiuxian School embodies Zhao Sheng's beautiful hopes for the future of the Zhao family.
Unfortunately, the Zhao Xuanjing brothers were plunged into difficult study life at a young age.
In the following years, as the Xuan generation entered the academy one after another, Zhao Sheng's free time besides cultivation and talisman drawing was mostly occupied by these troublesome little guys.
At the same time, with the concerted efforts of the Zhao family, the specialties of Taiwu Mountain, such as elixirs, talismans, magic wine, flower honey, peach wood magic tools, etc., gradually became famous in the surrounding areas.
The Zhao family's days are getting better and better every year, and the strength of the Zhao family's cultivators is also improving day by day.
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Early in the morning, Zhao Xuanjing came to the school.
Today, Uncle Qi has finally agreed to pass on his unique skills to you, and you must not miss it.
When you step into the school, there are already seventeen low tables arranged in an array, with meditation cushions underneath, most of which are already occupied.
After a quick observation, Zhao Xuanjing walked towards the front row of cushions.
"Brother, please lend me your notes to copy. I haven't finished my homework yet."
"Brother Jing, you're here. Where's the jade doll you promised me?"
"Brother, can I borrow the spirit stones from you in a few days?"
While dealing with his younger brothers and sisters, Zhao Xuanjing walked to the front and skillfully sat down on the cushion in the first row closest to the podium.
At this time, a young man with fair skin and slender figure was already sitting on the futon next to him.
The young man has a handsome appearance, bright eyes, and his eyes are full of intelligence and free and easy style.
Zhao Xuanjing, with his dark yellow skin and increasingly sad face, formed a sharp contrast with him.
This handsome young man was none other than Zhao Xuanan, who was already fifteen years old.
Looking at Zhao Xuanjing, who had well-developed limbs and was tall and mighty like a little giant, Zhao Xuanan laughed and said jokingly: "Brother, why are you being a good guy again? Tell me how many good things you have given away over the years. Why don't you learn your lesson?"
Zhao Xuanjing scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "They are all my brothers and sisters. They came to me for help. I will help if I can. It's nothing!"
"Tsk tsk, what a nice guy. Tell me, why don't they ask me for help?" Zhao Xuan'an said disapprovingly.
Zhao Xuanjing smiled innocently and glanced over, just in time to see a familiar figure walking out from the back hall.
He quickly sat cross-legged and whispered, "Seventh Uncle is here!"
Zhao Xuanjing was born with an unusual height and his voice was much louder than that of ordinary people.
Even if he lowered his voice deliberately, he still spoke normally like an ordinary person.
After he reminded them, the school suddenly became chaotic.
By the time Zhao Sheng walked to the center of the podium, the seventeen members of the Zhao family's Xuan generation had already sat down obediently.
Ten years later, Zhao Sheng is nearly forty years old.
At this time, he had a beard on his face and a few faint wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Standing on the podium, Zhao Sheng had a serious expression on his face. After looking around, he said calmly, "Today I will be teaching the art of stacking talismans!"
The majesty of the elders and teachers made the school suddenly quiet. The group of younger people did not dare to make a sound and listened attentively.
"Xuan Jing, what are the three most important words when drawing a talisman?"
Zhao Xuanjing quickly stood up and answered honestly, "Talismans are used to spread spiritual energy and write images to communicate with spirits.
The energy is pure and innocent, and has its own unique spirit, so it can be used as a talisman.
When all the orifices are connected and the spiritual light is radiant, the talisman is complete."
The younger generation of the Zhao family were not unfamiliar with these three key points of drawing talismans. From the first day they came into contact with talismans, they were told over and over again to keep them in mind.
But what they didn't understand was why Uncle Seven specifically mentioned these three sentences today.
Zhao Sheng didn't elaborate, but continued, "The universe, nature, and all things are inseparable from the word 'principle.' This 'principle' is the law, the way, and the orifice. Understanding the orifice leads to the law, and the same is true for talismans."
There is something hidden in this statement!
Zhao Xuan'an was incredibly quick-witted and blurted out, "The principle behind talismans lies in opening the orifices. Could it be that the art of repeating talismans is the art of opening the orifices?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the younger generation of the Zhao family all looked at him, their eyes filled with shock.
Zhao Xuan'an didn't care about other people's gazes, but Zhao Sheng was different.
Uncle Seventh plays a very important role in the entire family, and even the old ancestor takes his words very seriously.
Zhao Xuan'an attaches great importance to his position in his seventh uncle's heart and will show himself whenever he finds an opportunity.
Zhao Sheng looked at him, his eyes as sharp as a sword, as if piercing into his heart.
Zhao Xuanan was suffocated for a moment, and then he heard a voice of praise:
"Well said!"
Zhao Sheng's tone seemed to rise a little, but soon it became flat again.
He didn't explain much, but instead asked another question: "Have you learned how to draw talismans in these years?"
This was a rather unusual question, and even though the answer was obvious, none of the younger generations dared to respond.
In the end, Zhao Xuanjing was honest.
He replied, "I can't learn it, but Xuan An already knows how to refine four first-level talismans."
The corner of Zhao Sheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he ignored Zhao Xuanjing's words and said to himself: "Today, I will teach you how to draw talismans."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers moved in all directions in the air before his eyes, writing dozens of strokes.
Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in the void, and a symbol emitting a faint glow appeared in front of everyone, combining into a simple and abstract symbol.
Seeing this scene, the younger generations of the Zhao family were surprised and recognized that this was the Spring Breeze and Rain Talisman.
Back then, this was the first talisman they drew.
Most of the younger generations of the Zhao family have already mastered such basic talismans.
But what happened next left them stunned and their eyes wide open.
After the talisman was completed, Zhao Sheng started over from the beginning. It was still the Spring Breeze and Rain Talisman, but he did not draw it somewhere else. Instead, he drew it again on the talisman he had just completed.
At this time, no one noticed anything different from before.
But Zhao Sheng repeated it over and over again without hesitation, two times, three times, four times...even nine times, ten times, and finally eighteen times before he stopped.
At this point, the suspended Spring Breeze and Rain Talisman was no longer considered a first-tier talisman. The talisman's image became blurred in the blazing spiritual light. The rich spiritual light gathered and remained, forming a bright halo around the talisman, making it look like a brilliant pearl suspended above the school.
The school was dead silent.
Amazing skills!
This was probably the only thought left in the minds of the seventeen members of the Zhao family named Xuan.
Zhao Sheng then said, "This is the art of stacking talismans, a unique skill of the Zhao family. You can practice it as it is."
Practice according to the instructions? How to practice?
The seemingly miraculous skills left everyone scratching their heads and confused.
At this time, everyone looked over eagerly, waiting for their elders to explain further.
However, Zhao Sheng only replied with one sentence: "There is no shortcut to this skill. Only practice makes perfect. Those with high comprehension skills can master it in a year or two. Those with poor comprehension skills will have to wait for another life!"
The school was completely silent, and Zhao Xuanjing felt his scalp tingling. He was one of those people who was born with extremely poor comprehension.