Chapter 895 - 266: [6 Ding 6 Jia Guiding Technique]
The village was mostly devoid of people, with those remaining primarily being the elderly; young faces were almost nowhere to be seen.
As they passed through the village, the two of them encountered only three to five people.
This village was already in ruins, probably only the dock at the water’s edge at the village entrance held any value—serving as a stopover for passing boats transporting goods.
Other than that, the village was like a person who was rigid and near death.
The road into the mountains was difficult to travel.
This was purely a path "trampled by humans" because it hadn’t been paved or constructed properly. The trails left by predecessors were not only slippery, but in this lush mountain area, a rainstorm could cause the surrounding undergrowth to quickly obscure the original path.
Stones hurt the feet, and the mud was slippery.
Chen Yan and Shen Shiqi walked for about half an hour, and Shen Shiqi was already panting heavily, both of their pant legs and shoes were wet, stained with suspicious-colored dew and grass juice.
Chen Yan was somewhat resigned: "Otherwise, should I take you back? With your small physique, how far can you go in the mountains? To be blunt, you’re a burden to me right now."
Shen Shiqi tried hard to raise her little face: "Trust me, Fellow Daoist! Bringing me along will be helpful!"
"In what way exactly?"
But faced with Chen Yan’s question, Shen Shiqi fell silent once more.
"Alright, another thing you can’t tell me, right?" Chen Yan sighed in resignation.
But thinking of that "God-Hosting Chapter," he swallowed a few complaints in his heart.
Although Shen Shiqi had a weak constitution, her willpower was strong. The road ahead was rocky and uneven, yet she never uttered a word of complaint or called for a rest.
Even on several occasions when Chen Yan found it unbearable to watch, he took the initiative to suggest taking a break, allowing her to catch her breath.
"Your body..." Chen Yan sighed.
"Didn’t you already guide your Primordial Qi through my meridians to check? Weakness is congenital; my meridians are constricted in several places, my vital energy is mixed with turbidity, and my Life Chart is complicated—this body of mine will be frail when I grow up and won’t live long," Shen Shiqi spoke with a light smile, as if speaking about someone else.
"Actually..." Chen Yan hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "If you take good care of your body... um, if you could walk the path of cultivation, clear the heavenly barriers, and enter as a cultivator..."
"I dare not think about it." Shen Shiqi’s tone was strange: "My body is so complicated that it’s eye-watering; the affinity to Primordial Qi is likely among the lowest even in mortals. With such physique and talent, becoming a cultivator is unthinkable, even if you fed me a whole jar of elixir...
My body is so poor, if I consume too much elixir, my body won’t be able to withstand the medicinal power, and my meridians might rupture and I could die."
"If you are willing, I can watch over you. When you metabolize the medicinal power, I can channel Primordial Qi into you, helping invigorate your blood flow—you know, with your physique, using elixirs to strengthen your body requires a cultivator with not low cultivation to help metabolize the medicinal power."
Chen Yan spoke with some seriousness.
One reason was due to the familiar fondness he felt towards Shen Shiqi—like seeing the same stubbornness he had in his youth.
The other reason was curiosity about Shen Shiqi’s mysterious background.
"Forget it, fate is something that’s destined." Shen Shiqi shook her head indifferently: "I’ve accepted my fate. To me, saving the headmaster mom is the most important thing. As long as she can live, I don’t mind dying at any moment."
Chen Yan wasn’t one to harp on things, nor did he say anything like "if you live longer, you can care for her longer," wanting to persuade.
With Shen Shiqi’s intelligence, he didn’t need Chen Yan to say it; he surely understood these things.
Chen Yan glanced at the time, smiled faintly, and lightly kicked Shen Shiqi’s leg: "Alright, you’ve rested enough; let’s keep moving!"
By noon, the two of them reached a certain place.
A section of the mountainside that had clearly collapsed, where the original vegetation had already disappeared, exposing a layer of irregular collapsed rocks on the mountainside, and the soil had all fallen and collapsed.
At the foot of the mountain, indeed there was remnants of a pool—a relic of a pool.
The pool was no longer visible, but a large amount of earth had piled up here, forming a broken and dilapidated slope of earth.
Some decayed branches and leaves were buried within.
Chen Yan gave Shen Shiqi a look: "This is the place, where do we go next?"
Shen Shiqi gasped for a while, resting her hands on her knees, before lifting her head, her face beaded in sweat and flushed with a near sickly redness.
"Fellow Daoist, you seem to have some understanding of Talisman Art, don’t you?"
"Hmm?" Chen Yan was taken aback, nodding: "Indeed, I’ve learned some Talisman Art."
"Then, have you learned the Guiding Technique of the Six Ding Six Jia?"
Chen Yan looked at Shen Shiqi a bit awkwardly.
Shen Shiqi sighed.
Chen Yan, slightly embarrassed, said: "I’ve learned the Six Ding Six Jia Talisman, but the Guiding Technique... I haven’t learned yet."
Actually, Chen Yan was lying.
The old lady’s left-behind talisman teachings included the Six Ding Six Jia Technique, but there were no records of a guiding technique.
Shen Shiqi’s expression did not change much, she nodded: "If you’ve learned the Six Ding Six Jia Technique, then there’s a foundation. The remaining steps won’t be too difficult. Now, take out the talisman paper, cut it into a Talisman Man, and use the Six Ding Six Jia Technique to activate it..."
Chen Yan immediately took out a stack of talisman papers, and on the spot he leaned on a stone, took out the Fox Tail Brush and the talisman ink, and swiftly drew several talismans, cutting them into the shape of a Talisman Man.