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Xu Wan sat at the desk, having practiced hundreds of talismans with great concentration.

Each of those talismans contained her painstaking efforts and concentration, and was now neatly placed in an exquisite brocade box.

Her figure appeared particularly quiet in the dim candlelight, as if isolated from the world.

Beside her, Bai Yuan sat quietly, his eyes closed, concentrating, holding a string of white jade prayer beads in his hand, and kept plucking them.

The rosary beads danced between his fingers, making clear and pleasant sounds, which formed a sharp contrast with the tranquility around him.

Xu Wan finally finished drawing the talisman in her hand. She gently put down the pen, rubbed her sore wrist, and closed her eyes for a short rest.

However, she couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

"On the first day of my formal entry into the Dao, I sat in meditation in the morning, holding my rosary and silently chanting the mantra.

The whole morning was spent in boredom; and from the afternoon to the evening, I was constantly drawing talismans."

This monotonous and repetitive monastic life made her feel a little lost.

She sighed softly, and the sigh was particularly clear in the silent air.

Bai Yuan stopped ticking the rosary in his hand. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Wan with a look of concern in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Jinglian, are you tired?"

Bai Yuan's gentle voice came to my ears.

Xu Wan turned her head and looked at Bai Yuan's gentle smiling face.

Suddenly feeling a little embarrassed, she scratched her head with her hands, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan smiled slightly, raised his hand, and gently waved the whisk in front of Xu Wan.

Suddenly, a fresh breath blew in her face, and Xu Wan felt refreshed, and all her fatigue and irritability were swept away.

She looked at Bai Yuan in surprise, her eyes full of gratitude.

Bai Yuan just smiled slightly and continued to close his eyes and concentrate, as if nothing had happened.

Xu Wan gently picked up a piece of white paper and placed it on the smooth table.

Then she took the brush from the pen holder, touched the tip of the brush to the ink pool, and lightly dipped it in the rich ink.

She took a deep breath, concentrated her mind, and started practicing talismans again.

As her wrist turned flexibly, the tip of the pen moved smoothly across the paper, outlining mysterious lines.

Her technique became more and more skillful, and every movement seemed so calm and unhurried.

The speed also increased a lot, like flowing water, done in one go.

In the blink of an eye, she had drawn more than a dozen talismans in one go, each of which contained her hard work and concentration.

"Bai Yuan..."

Jiuyang's resounding voice, like the morning bell and evening drum, suddenly rang out in the quiet room, startling Bai Yuan who was immersed in his cultivation.

His eyes, which were originally slightly closed, slowly opened, revealing a hint of surprise and curiosity.

Jiuyang was seen holding a whisk in his left hand and a jade bowl in his right hand, standing steadily in front of the table, his expression solemn and mysterious.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan hurriedly stepped out from behind the desk, performed a standard Taoist etiquette towards Jiuyang, and called out, "Master."

There was a hint of respect and anticipation in his voice, as if he was waiting for some important instructions.

At the same time, Xu Wan on the side also noticed this scene.

She gently hung the pen in her hand on the pen holder, stood up and walked to Jiuyang, bowed and said with a smile: "Master, you are here to see Jinglian?"

Her smile is like a flower blooming in spring, bright and warm.

Jiuyang smiled slightly, handed the jade bowl in his hand to Xu Wan, and ordered: "Jinglian, drink this bowl of ginseng soup."

His tone was filled with unquestionable majesty, which made Xu Wan stunned for a moment.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes wandering between Jiuyang and the jade bowl in her hand. Finally, she took the jade bowl, picked up the spoon, and drank slowly, drop by drop.

At this moment, Jiuyang and Bai Yuan stood quietly by the side, looking at Xu Wan with soft and deep eyes.

Their eyes showed concern and love for Xu Wan, as well as cherishment and care for this master-disciple friendship.

The entire hall was filled with a warm and sacred atmosphere, as if even the air had become exceptionally fresh and peaceful.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, leaving only the pure and sincere emotions between the three people, slowly flowing and passing on.

Xu Wan held the jade bowl carefully in both hands, her eyes fixed on the five small pieces of ginseng at the bottom of the bowl.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes flashed with confusion and confusion.

She raised her head slightly and cast her gaze towards the immortal Jiuyang Zhenren beside her.

He asked with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Master, do you want to eat this ginseng too?"

True Man Jiuyang gently stroked his long beard, his eyes gentle and deep.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying an unquestionable majesty: "This is ginseng carefully picked and selected from Changbai Mountain.

Jinglian, your body is too yin-rich. Eating more ginseng will help regulate your body."

Xu Wan's expression became even more complicated when he heard this.

She looked at the ginseng cut into small pieces in the bowl, feeling mixed emotions.

She thought about how her master had told her that she had to cultivate an extremely Yin physique in order to practice the Yin-Yang Technique.

However, True Man Jiuyang said that her body was filled with yin energy and was easily possessed by evil spirits.

These two completely different statements left her in deep confusion and struggle.

However, she has now entered Taoism and become a disciple of Master Jiuyang.

It was difficult to disobey her master's orders, so she finally made a decision.

Xu Wan took a deep breath, gently scooped up the small piece of ginseng with a spoon, and slowly put it into her mouth.

The taste was so bitter that she almost frowned.

But she still forced herself to chew and swallow quickly.

One stick, two sticks, three sticks...

She quickly finished the remaining four ginseng roots.

Although every bite was so bitter that she was afraid,

But she still told herself firmly: It's bitter both ways, so just eat it quickly and end this torment as soon as possible.

She didn't know if this was the right thing to do, but she knew that she had made her choice and had to move forward bravely.

Xu Wan placed the jade bowl on the tea table beside her. Under the candlelight, the jade bowl emitted a faint luster, like a work of art.

Then, she turned lightly, picked up the teapot, and shook her wrist lightly.

A stream of clear tea flowed into an exquisite teacup like a trickle.

Then, she walked lightly to the front of Master Jiuyang and respectfully held up the teacup with both hands.

His eyes were full of respect and humility as he said softly, "Master, please have some tea."

True Man Jiuyang smiled slightly, took the teacup, and drank it all without hesitation, as if the tea contained endless sweetness and satisfaction.

He gently handed the teacup to Xu Wan, his eyes revealing an indescribable relief.

Seeing this, Xu Wan asked with concern, "Master, are you still drinking?"

True Man Jiuyang shook his head slightly, his expression seemed to tell Xu Wan that he was already satisfied enough.

Then, True Man Jiuyang turned his gaze to Bai Yuan who was standing beside him.

He ordered solemnly, "After Jinglian has rested for a while, you should send her back to the Sect Master. Make sure she is safe."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan immediately bowed and said in a firm and powerful voice, "Disciple, I will obey your orders and will definitely live up to your trust, Master."

Seeing this, Xu Wan put the teacup back on the tea table, and then made a gesture of invitation to Master Jiuyang in an elegant and appropriate manner.

She stepped back a few steps to make way for Master Jiuyang.

At the same time, he said loudly: "Master, please sit here with me."

True Man Jiuyang nodded slightly, a smile of approval on his face, then he slowly walked to the table and sat down gracefully.

His eyes fell on the brocade box, where the neatly arranged talismans glowed faintly under the candlelight.

He gently picked up one, looked at it carefully, and a hint of satisfaction and appreciation flashed in his eyes.

He nodded gently, his voice gentle but powerful: "Jinglian, you draw this talisman very well, the brushwork is smooth.

Keep working hard, and in time, you will surely achieve great things in the Way of Talismans."

After saying this, he gently put the talisman back into the brocade box, his expression seeming to be looking forward to Xu Wan's future glory.