Chapter 172
They are finally going to learn the legendary talisman skills.
They have all seen the video of the rescue in Jiangyang City.
The students of the Talisman Department inside drew talismans at random, and a diamond talisman calmed the building that was about to collapse.
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The video of the earthquake rescue in Jiangyang City deeply shocked them. So all forty of them chose the talisman system. It's because... the talismans drawn by the talisman system have all kinds of unpredictable abilities. Theoretically, as long as they have enough spiritual power, they can make any kind of talisman.
"Teacher, where are we going?"
After walking for a long time.
The talkative James finally couldn't hold it in anymore and couldn't help asking.
Fu Qing turned his head and said lightly:"The principal said that the ancient talisman master used his fingers as pens and blood as sand to draw the The talisman is earth-shattering and can be called a forbidden spell, so your first lesson……"
As he was talking,
Fu Qing brought forty students from the Talisman Department to the place where they were taking their professional courses.
"right here."
Fu Qing pointed to the forty cauldrons in front and said calmly.
James and others looked along.
They didn't see the talisman paper and cinnabar they imagined.
They only saw forty cauldrons.
And the endless sand in the cauldrons..
Under the pot, there was still a faint flame burning.
James was confused and asked:"Teacher, what does this mean? We can't draw talismans without talisman paper and cinnabar pen."……"
Other students couldn’t help but say,"Yes, teacher, shouldn’t we practice drawing talismans?"
"Are these forty pots for us to practice iron sand palm?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Iron Sand Palm is a Jianghu Kung Fu. We are all cultivators, how can we practice Iron Sand Palm?"
"……"
Forty students said they couldn't understand.
Fu Qing glanced at them.
He lowered his head and glanced at the courseware prepared by the principal.
In the courseware... the principal told him to be stricter.
If students resist, fight them back.
So...
Fu Qing snorted coldly:"A real talisman master uses his fingers as pens and blood as sand. You have just entered school, so you should master the basic skills!"
"And these sands are for you to practice your finger and palm strength."
"You haven't learned to walk yet, but you want to fly? Now I will demonstrate the exercises to you. If you cannot complete a hundred sets, you will not be allowed to leave get out of class!"
After that, he stepped forward directly. He chose one of the iron pots and stretched out his hands.
Under the horrified eyes of the forty students, he kept digging into the hot sand.
The hot sand made a sound as he thrust it into it. Splattering everywhere.
The students who were also watching were dazzled and shocked.
They didn't dare to say anything anymore.
This teacher... didn't say much, but judging from the iron palm's technique, a slap could even kill them. James was closest to Fu Qing and saw it most clearly. He saw Fu Qing's white jade hand penetrated into the hot sand... like a knife, cutting a plane.
After the demonstration, he stared at them coldly:
"Have you learned the move I just made? Once you have learned it, you can start practicing. Before get out of class ends today, you must complete one hundred sets, otherwise get out of class will not be allowed to end!"
Then he stood in front of forty cauldrons, monitoring the students of the Talisman Department.
The forty old people looked at each other.
They had not recovered from the frightening scene just now.
They felt the sand in the pot.
It was a bit hot.
The temperature was at least fifty degrees.
The consequences of cutting the sand in the pot at this temperature were a bit scary.
They looked at each other, but no one dared to practice it first.
The comfortable life of cultivating immortals is very different.
It cannot be said that it has nothing to do with it, it can only be said that it is completely opposite.
Before choosing the talisman system, who would have thought that they would have to practice Iron Sand Palm in the first class....
But it will kill people.
For a while, many freshmen have the idea of changing their majors.
It is better to choose the sword-controlling department or the talisman department.
But at the critical moment...
there are still people who are not afraid of death.
The white-haired James gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, raised his hands and said,"I'll go first!
" He has a straightforward temperament and has no intention of changing his major.
His idea is very simple.
He and Helen boasted that they would go back and beat God.
If you can't pass this level...
then what can you do to beat God? ?
"I will definitely be able to practice and become an immortal. This is just the beginning, and I will never give up!"
With this thought in mind,
James stretched out his palm... and inserted it into the hot sand.
The coarse sand rubbed against the back of his palm, and the hot temperature burned the skin.
An unspeakable pain hit his heart. But he gritted his teeth and continued to dig into the sand.
This scene shocked the other students in the Fu Lu Department, who were also in their seventies, eighties, or even nineties.
Someone who dares to fight like James
"rustle... rustle……"
Listening to the sound of sand flying in the pot in front of James...
Finally, some old people couldn't help it anymore.
"He is not afraid of hardship as a foreigner, so why should we be afraid?"
"Isn't it just to practice Iron Sand Palm? We can definitely practice what our ancestors passed down!"
"……"
Under the stimulation of James.
More and more old people are joining the army of shoveling sand.
They all came to their cauldron.
Stretching out his old hands, he plunged into the hot sand
"hiss……"
Heart-wrenching pain hit my heart.
But there are still people who endure the severe pain and continue to practice.
Keep practicing.
Because James hasn't stopped yet.
James was silent now, and only had the pot in front of him in his mind.
The sand inside kept splashing out as he penetrated it.
And his hands... unknowingly, the skin had been worn.
Bloodshot eyes appeared.
But he didn't realize it.
Fu Qing saw this scene from the side and silently remembered James' name.