Chapter 152: Finding Your Own Spiritual Medium "Sixth Senior Brother, how do you practice and use the method of using the spirit writing technique?" In the outer courtyard of the Taoist temple, three Taoists were sweeping the floor. There was a violent storm a few days ago that lasted for several days. Yesterday, it blew a lot of broken branches and leaves into the Taoist temple, and a layer of rain mud accumulated on the ground. When exposed to the sun, it turned into ash and stuck to the ground, making it very difficult to sweep. Some green grass began to grow in the cracks between the stone slabs. The junior sister swept the most seriously and enjoyed it the most. Lin Jue took the opportunity to ask his sixth senior brother for advice on the method of spirit writing. "Is it finally my turn? I thought you, Junior Brother, looked down on my Fuqi technique and would not come to learn from me." "how come?" "That's true." The Sixth Senior Brother said, "Among all the magic spells in this temple, the Fuqi is the simplest and most worry-free. It would be a big loss if you don't learn it."

"is it?" "Can I still lie to you? It takes you at most ten days to learn the spell of Fuqi. After learning it, whether you can find the spirit medium is another matter. If you want to reach the extreme, it will naturally take an ordinary person's life to work hard. But our spell doesn't need that. It's enough to be able to use it." The sixth brother said, "Brother, although I have good talent, I am too lazy and don't want to spend energy on spells. That's why Master let me learn this spell of Fuqi." "That's it..." What Sixth Senior Brother said is indeed true— Except for the younger junior sister and the eldest senior brother, when other senior brothers entered the sect, the master chose the main magic for them based on their own talents and personality preferences. For example, the second brother is quiet by nature, can sit still and calm down, so he learns alchemy; the third brother has some chivalrous spirit, which is just right for him to collect bean soldiers; the fourth brother has a kind heart and is most suitable for dealing with animals; the fifth brother is simply not interested in fighting, so he learns medicine; the seventh brother is playful, so he learns drama. "People living down the mountain don't need to learn how to do spirit writing. They rely on the chance encounter with the spirit writing immortal, or the spirit writing immortal comes to them on his own. The spirit writing immortal also helps with other aspects. In short, the spirit writing immortal takes the initiative. “We are a little different. "We found and selected our own mediums. "Having a good foundation in Taoism and cultivation will naturally make it easier to find and select a spirit medium. It would be even better if you know magic. After you find a spirit medium, you won't be like the spirit medium down the mountain, who is pushed around by the spirit medium. "And something else— "For example, it is not possible to invite a spirit medium from far away. Not all spirits can convey messages over a thousand miles with just one word. The distance depends on the spirit medium's ability. Therefore, many people who invite spirit mediums either stay in one state or county and cannot travel far, or the spirit medium follows them, or they go wherever the spirit medium goes. "The spirit medium earns money for you, and you earn incense for the spirit medium. "We can use this magic to work together with the spirit medium. For example, if we are a thousand miles away, and the spirit medium can transmit the message for two hundred miles, and we can transmit it for eight hundred miles, then we can also invite the spirit medium from a thousand miles away. “It depends on your practice.” Sixth Senior Brother explained to him while sweeping the floor and taking his time. The junior sister also pricked up her ears to listen, but she didn't stop moving. "For example, when ordinary people ask a spirit medium to write, the power transmitted by the spirit medium from a distance is mostly weak, so they have to use a dustpan to support, hang with a string, or borrow the spirit medium's hands to write or draw. But when we ask a spirit medium to write, we can use our own magic power to assist. No matter how strong or weak the spirit medium's power is, at most we just need to hang up the pen. Sometimes we don't even need a rope to hang it, and the pen moves on its own." "So that's how it is." Lin Jue nodded, "Then how do we find and select a medium?"

"That depends on what you want to find a medium that's good at." "What are you good at..." "Don't be anxious, and don't have to come up with a result. The people who support the spirit writing down the mountain are all spirit mediums and spirit bodies. We are cultivators who specialize in this method. It's not impossible to find a few more spirit mediums at the beginning." "Can we find a few more?" "can." "Then you and Master..." "The reason why my master and I both have only one medium is because we have a very close relationship with the medium. The human heart is only the size of a palm, and it takes a lot of effort to make one good friend. Even if we find several mediums at the beginning, after a long time, there will only be one left who we interact with regularly." Sixth Senior Brother paused and said: "Besides, most of the things we ask the spirit medium are not ordinary things, but secrets. No matter how obscure the spirit medium is, there are still risks. If we are not close friends and trust each other, how can we tell you casually?" "So that's it..." Lin Jue thought for a moment and felt that it made sense, so he asked, "Then how do we find it?" "It's easy to find them in Yishan. After you learn it, use the secret method to invite them one by one, every day." The Sixth Brother simply stopped and said to him, "Fairies and ghosts are the same as people. No matter if they are knowledgeable or good at calculating, they want to talk about what they know. If there are too many things in their heads, they will feel uncomfortable if they don't pour them out. Therefore, as long as you are sincere, your five qi are not mixed, and your character is not bad, there will always be old monsters in the mountains who will come to you. This is a process of mutual selection. There is no need to rush to choose. In fact, they may not think highly of you." "understood……" "It will be fine after we find the spirit medium. For example, I haven't put any effort into this for a long time. I just meditate and sleep every day, and play with things I like, such as playing the piano and carpentry." The sixth brother smiled at him while holding a broom, "This is called practicing Taoism." Lin Jue's face was still full of thought. The cat in the temple was very annoying. The ground was obviously so dirty, and it clearly saw them sweeping the floor, but it insisted on lying on the ground and refused to move even when the broom came. If the broom hits them, they will turn their heads and stare at you in confusion, or stretch out their claws to fiddle with the broom, or roll over and act coquettishly towards you. The fox followed suit. "Give way." "Give way." Two voices sounded one after another. The fox had already stood up, ready to give way, but with a glance he saw that the cats in the Taoist temple didn't give way either, so he lay down again, turned over on his belly, and stared at Lin Jue innocently. "If you don't learn good things, you will only learn bad habits." Lin Jue had no choice but to pick it up and throw it aside. Then he continued sweeping the floor, thinking and dreaming. What kind of medium did he need? He probably already had the answer, but what kind of medium could he find? …… The clouds roll and disperse on the mountain, and another period of time passes. Lin Jue actually learned how to find the spirit medium.

So we came to the top of Fuqiu Peak again. According to what the Sixth Senior Brother said, the term Jixian has long been deeply rooted in people's minds, so there are some rules that have been agreed upon in the world. Lin Jue recalled the Sixth Senior Brother's words in his mind: "When you ask a spirit medium for advice, you either ask about strange things, ancient and modern secrets, or ask the spirit medium to help you with divination. People know this, and so do spirits and monsters. So asking a spirit medium is like looking for a counselor. As long as you use the method of asking a spirit medium and your intention is there, naturally there will be spirits and monsters that meet the requirements to come to the appointment. “Either you have extensive knowledge or you can make inferences and calculations. “It’s not like the ancient princes put out a notice to recruit counselors, but some warriors took the opportunity to come and accept the invitation. “If you really encounter this, just send him away politely. “But because most of the questions and answers between the spirit medium and people are about this kind of things, strange things and ancient and modern secrets may involve the secrets of the gods and Buddhas or other great demons, and divination may be harmful to the heavens, and it may also lead to serious consequences if the questions are not accurate, and the person being asked may come to the door, so the spirit medium will not show up easily. "Even a medium would not meet a medium." At the same time, because talking with the spirit medium is a very private matter, the sixth senior brother cannot accompany him. After Lin Jue arrived at the top of Fuqiu Peak, he found a comfortable spot under an ancient pine tree and sat down. He looked at the fox that followed him down the pine tree. "I have something to do, stay away from me." "Hey?" The fox immediately tilted its head and looked at him in confusion. Lin Jue had no choice but to point in a direction: "Go a little over there." The fox took a few steps toward that direction. "Go a little further." The fox took a few more steps and tilted his head to look at him. "Walk a little more." The fox was very well behaved and took a few more steps. This happened several times before Lin Jue finally sat down under the pine tree and prepared to test his method and select a medium. The fox also sat down in the distance. The Taoist had his own things to do, so he closed his eyes. The fox had nothing to do, even though he had chased it far away, so it had to sit facing him, staring at him and wagging its fluffy tail for fun. "I am a disciple of Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak. My teacher is Taoist Yunhe and my ancestor is Taoist Banshan. Please find the spirit medium... "I am a disciple of Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak..." When he started to practice the method of searching for the immortal, he entered a trance-like state, and his mind became erratic. However, he kept his mind focused and kept reciting the words to search for the immortal. "I am a disciple of Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak..." Mount Yi is indeed worthy of being called an ancient sacred mountain. There are countless goblins and ghosts cultivating here. When Lin Jue recited it for the third time, he received a response from a being. A gentle breeze blew, and my heart suddenly became clear, as if I had fallen into a dream. In the dream, there was a vast cloud of mist, and there were clouds coming from the west, so misty and changing that I couldn’t see their shapes clearly.

"You are... eh?" The visitor was about to ask him something, but was suddenly surprised and then left immediately. "Ok?" Lin Jue opened his eyes. How is this going? Could it be that something went wrong with the spell? But it doesn’t look like it. Lin Jue knew in his heart that this spell was used in the Fuqiu Temple's method of finding the spirit medium, and this was actually a two-way selection process, so he didn't think much about it and continued to chant with his eyes closed. "I am a disciple of Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak..." I don't know how many times I recited it, and then another breeze blew. "call……" Lin Jue's mind was shaken and he fell into dream again. In the dream, there was heavy snowfall and a blurry figure holding a bunch of flowers was walking towards me from a distance. The whole figure seemed to be smudged with ink, so naturally, nothing could be seen clearly. "Are you a disciple of Fuqiu Temple?" The figure asked Lin Jue vaguely. Lin Jue was calm and bowed and replied: "Replying to Senior, that's right." “Isn’t it true that there are only two people learning to write in Fuqiu Temple in each generation?” The man paused and his blurry body, which was smudged with ink, moved. It was unknown what he did. Then he suddenly realized it and answered without waiting for Lin Jue to answer, “So this generation has found an extra disciple.” "Exactly." "You...huh?" Just when Lin Jue thought that this might be a good start, at least the conversation had started, the man exclaimed in surprise again, and then his entire figure suddenly turned into a shadow, and the dream also suddenly disappeared. "what happened?" Lin Jue opened his eyes and turned his head to look around. Fuyao was very well-behaved and still sat there, but she felt a little bored. She changed from sitting to lying down, resting her chin and entire head on a small stone, and staring at him with the stone as a pillow. "..." Lin Jue was a little confused. Why did it end just as it began, twice in a row? Could it be that because there are "foreign foxes" present, these spirit mediums feel that they are not following the rules? He wanted to ask his fox to go further away, but when he turned around and looked into the eyes of the fox lying on the ground, wagging its tail and waiting for him patiently, how could he bear to drive it away? "Ugh……" Lin Jue patted his Taoist robe, stood up, called the fox over, wandered around the mountains with it, and then returned to the Taoist temple. I plan to ask my senior brothers first.

(End of this chapter)