Chapter 244: The Glorious Red Crow, the Essence of the Sun
"Seven days have passed; I don't know when the big move Master mentioned will come."
Liang Qu raised his right hand, and a silver-bright rune lit up on the back of his hand.
Ever since Yang Yang Dongxiong and Ran Ran Zhongshi warned him not to run around, Liang Qu had been practicing diligently for the past few days, staying indoors and fully digesting the martial arts he had obtained.
Twelve hours.
Four hours of cultivation in a dream, three hours to convert the results of dream training into reality, three hours of normal sleep, and the last two hours used to handle some trivial matters.
The resulting progress was rapid.
The Ear-Consciousness Method had reached minor completion; whenever he used it, it responded, and even for dead objects, Liang Qu could still hear one, two, or three things.
The Lei Fu of the Thunder-Character Seal Technique had become more complete, but it still hadn't reached minor completion.
The Myriad Forms Method was truly difficult to practice; Liang Qu had spent nearly a month in dreams and reality combined.
Activating the Lei Fu, compared to the talismans usually seen, one could clearly feel that it lacked a part of its "essence, energy, and spirit."
Strictly speaking, the Thunder-Character Seal Technique was actually a cultivation technique with Daoist attributes.
The Lei Fu form within it was extremely close to Daoist talismans, having corresponding constituent parts.
It was divided into four parts: the talisman head, the talisman foot, the talisman belly, and the talisman gallbladder.
For a top-bottom structured talisman, the upper part was the talisman head, and the lower part was the talisman foot.
For a left-right structured talisman, the left part was the talisman head, and the right part was the talisman foot.
The talisman belly was like the intestines and stomach of the abdomen, while the talisman gallbladder was like the lock on a door, playing a decisive role in the talisman; the latter was also called the talisman aperture.
The talisman aperture was the soul of the talisman, capable of triggering a chain reaction.
As the saying goes: "Draw a talisman without knowing the aperture, and you'll only invite the laughter of ghosts and gods; draw a talisman knowing the aperture, and you'll startle the ghosts and gods into screaming."
The Lei Fu in Liang Qu's hand only had the talisman head, talisman foot, and talisman belly, and had yet to condense the talisman gallbladder at the internal core.
So although the three parts were gathered, it lacked the most critical part.
It could be said that the dragon had been drawn but not yet dotted with eyes, failing to bring the whole thing to life.
It was enough to discharge electricity and shock fish, but not quite enough to shock people.
In addition, apart from the most basic Lei Fu, there were several advanced talismans behind it, including the Yang Lei Fu and the Yin Lei Fu.
The Yang Thunder was more fierce, with the majesty of heaven, while the Yin Thunder focused on internal invasion, like a maggot on a bone.
Especially the last one, which Liang Qu was very interested in; it belonged to a type of talisman that the author himself hadn't tried successfully and remained at the idea stage—the Water Thunder Messenger Talisman.
This talisman was a large, integrated talisman that reacted with multiple parties, manifesting as a giant demon with great strength flying in the sky, shouldering five mountains, crossing the sea to capture dragons, stepping on the stars, and shaking wolves and tigers.
It was a pity that the original author hadn't successfully condensed it, at least not at the time of writing the book; the effects all remained at the stage of deduction and speculation. If completed, the Thunder-Character Seal Technique might be able to go up another level.
Liang Qu could only think about it; it was better to take it one step at a time and activate the complete Lei Fu first.
"Regardless of walking, sitting, or lying, use your eyes to flash lightning into your eyes, and your nose to inhale the green thunder into your abdomen; if you can take it according to the method, you will obtain the Qi of the Ancestral Tribulation Yang Thunder."
Liang Qu was about to enter the dream realm to observe the thunder again and strive to condense the talisman aperture, when several weak noises crossed the entire courtyard and reached his ears.
"Bing-Fire! Bing-Fire!"
"Two suns, there are two again this year!"
"That's not right; calculating the days, the last time I saw three was when I was twelve or thirteen; I'm thirty-six this year, so I should see it again."
"Sometimes there are three, but they don't necessarily appear together; it might be tomorrow or the day after, and it's not said that it comes once every twenty-three to twenty-five years? It might have to be next year."
Bing-Fire Day!
Pushing open the door.
Liang Qu narrowed his eyes slightly; the sun in the sky emitted sharp and fierce light, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.
Visible halos of light spread outward along the outline of the sun, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm pond.
And beyond that halo, at some unknown time, a "small sun" had appeared, only one-third the size of the original sun but identical in appearance!
Two scorching suns spat out fierce flames, as if a closed copper furnace stood in the entire sky; the copper furnace tilted, and the boiling hot magma that had been boiling for a long time flowed down to the human world, hanging down like a river, straight as a sword.
Heaven and earth are the furnace, creation is the craftsman, yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are copper.
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A sentence popped into Liang Qu's mind for no reason.
Was that Bing-Fire?
He stretched out his hand, only feeling his skin glowing and burning, covered in a layer of silver-white radiance.
Heaven and earth were scorching, covering all things in a layer of dazzling white light.
If one said the heat was very exaggerated, it wouldn't be quite right; otherwise, every Bing-Fire Day would become a catastrophe of biological cleansing, just needing to heat a batch of rice crops to death, and there would be famine every year.
People have no food, livestock have no grass, beasts have no meat.
But the heat was indeed significantly higher than yesterday; as for the influence on mood...
Liang Qu felt there was some, but it wasn't too exaggerated.
Summer belongs to fire and corresponds to the heart; normal dog days are sultry, and there is naturally a situation where all things are restless.
Ordinary people have symptoms like irritability and insomnia because of too much heart fire, which is a normal reaction.
It's just that because there are strange phenomena in this world, people naturally attribute this phenomenon to the extra sun, feeling that the sun is making mischief.
Would a third sun appear?
Bing-Fire Day normally has two suns, but every cycle of twenty-three to twenty-five years, there will be a grand scene of three suns hanging in the sky.
Counting from the last time three suns hung in the sky, this year is exactly the twenty-third year.
The answer appeared in the evening of that day.
As the sun gradually slanted westward, the water in the pond was warmed to a tepid state, forcing the beavers to burrow into the underground rivers to cool off.
Liang Qu, who was eating dinner with the old monk, heard the noise on the street rise again, the discussion louder than the one in the morning.
He put down his bowl and chopsticks, walked out of the kitchen, and looked up at the sky; under the largest sun, the other two "suns" were arranged in order.
The third one that appeared was smaller than the second one that appeared in the morning, about one-fourth the size of the big sun.
The three were connected in a string, from big to small.
Perhaps because the time had reached the evening, there was no major rise in temperature, and it even became cooler.
Liang Qu turned his head to look at the old monk in the kitchen.
"Master, have you seen three suns hanging in the sky before?"
"I have... five times."
Strange, five times!
Counting this time, wouldn't it be six times?
Liang Qu quickly calculated, and the conclusion he reached was that, counting by twenty-three years, the old monk was at least one hundred and fifteen years old this year; at most, he might be one hundred and thirty-eight!
A centenarian.
He hadn't heard of normal people living that long in his previous life.
No, Perfected Form lives for three hundred years.
Calculated by the age of ordinary people, he was exactly around forty or fifty, in the prime of life.
Why did he look so old?
Liang Qu was embarrassed to ask more, only returning to the kitchen, quickly finishing his dinner, and returning to his room to dream and condense the talisman aperture.
Thunder rumbled.
Dark clouds covered the forest, but the sound of door knocker strikes turned into a giant hand that hammered away the dark clouds.
Liang Qu sat up from the bed, just in time to hear Fan Xinglai run over to tell him that Li Li Libo from the town was looking for him.
"What's the matter?"
Li Li Libo was panting and told the cause and effect loudly.
"Water Brother, today I went out on patrol, and the River Patrol Office suddenly issued an order, telling us to call all of you over house by house according to the address, and we must bring our own weapons, and also said what, said what, if you don't arrive, you will be dealt with according to military law!"
Liang Qu's spirit tightened.
"You drink some water first; I'll go pack my things."
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