The little Taoist priest found that after absorbing the power of thunder and lightning and blue peach, there was a new change in the golden page. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The words on the tree have been much more numerous, from a few to a dozen now. And Fu Shu also seems to have a sense of intimacy with himself. Because, he was able to recognize three of the runes without a teacher.

The first is the word "sheng". This word "life" emits countless breaths of life, which makes people full of energy and vitality. However, he could only look at it with his divine sense, not describe it. However, as long as you contemplate it from time to time, there will be countless sources of life that seep into your internal organs, so that you can be at your peak at all times.

The second is the word "change". This word means change. There are two forms of transfiguration, namely deformation and qualitative transformation. The so-called deformation is a shallow change, such as discoloration and bone change. The qualitative change is a deep change, like turning into a butterfly.

The third is the word "taste". The so-called "taste" is taste, taste. There is a saying that it is called "difficult to reconcile". This means that everyone's favorite taste is different. Of course, the word "taste" here not only refers to taste and smell, but also includes people's tastes and values. For example, curves are beautiful, fat is beautiful, or thin is beautiful.

Among these three symbols, the little Taoist priest is most interested in the word "change". There are eighty-one variations of the "deformation" of this character, each of which is the antelope hanging horns. There are 36 kinds of qualitative changes, and each change is natural.

Today's little Taoist priests, of course, can only comprehend the primary deformation. With the nourishment of the Bodhi Seed, his soul power grew rapidly. Now, he can draw seven hundred and fifty strokes with his divine soul in three breaths. It can depict two changes of the word "change".

In fact, there are only 212 basic three-dimensional strokes of the word "change". However, to depict the true variation of the technique, it takes at least four hundred and thirty strokes. It's a bit like the relationship between the great blood vessels and the nerve endings. If there are blood vessels, and the nerve endings are blocked by qi and blood, then the muscles in that part are also paralyzed.

There are two kinds of word-changing techniques he masters, one is color change, and the other is bone change, that is, color change and bone. Now, using this change technique, the little Taoist priest has turned himself a little whiter, and his chin has grown by half a point, which is much quieter than before, but it is similar to seven points before. In other words, even acquaintances think that they are just siblings at most.

There is also the word "taste", and the basic three-dimensional calligraphy and painting of the word taste is two hundred and eight strokes. In terms of taste comprehension, he quickly mastered the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. For example, if he wants to eat a lemon, but it's too sour, he can trace a sweet sigil with his senses. When you eat it this way, the lemon is sweet.

For example, if he wants to eat spicy food, but he doesn't have the ingredients, he can condense a spicy rune. Each of the different flavors of the "taste" character has similarities, but also has many differences. This needs to be accurately grasped, which can be understood from the shape of the word and the thinness and elegance of the word.

Condensing into characters in the sea of divine consciousness is only effective for oneself. If you want everyone to enjoy it, you have to condense it into a talisman. Generally speaking, the depiction of the talisman is related to the monk's cultivation, the material of the material, and the monk's understanding.

The worse the material, the worse the effect. Of course, it also has to do with whether the pattern carved by the monk is natural, whether it is broken, and whether the spiritual power is uniform.

However, the little Taoist priest found that as long as his cultivation was sufficient, he could ignore the material and use the characters he mastered to condense it on the ordinary animal skin, and the effect was no worse than that carved on the skin of the spirit animal.

This is the power of the runes that I have comprehended, it is completely different from the runes that are popular in the cultivation world today, it is more simple, more real, and more efficient. It's a bit like if you write a "sheep" character in Chinese or Spanish, many people don't know it, but if you draw a sheep with a pen, people all over the world will recognize it. Not only that, but people also think of its tameness, warmth and deliciousness.

When the little Taoist priest came out, Red Whisk and Little Squirrel looked at him.

"Why do you seem to have changed into a different person?" said the little squirrel, "Have you been robbed of by that black jiao?"

"Yes, Brother Daoist, I have also noticed that you have changed a lot!" said Hongfu, scratching his head.

"Oh, then, have you become handsome?" said the little Taoist priest.

"Well, how can I say it, people have noticed that you have become a little, well, a little bit of a girl!" said with a wink of red eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a little mother, it's a little mother!" the little squirrel shouted, as long as it was a blow to the little Taoist, it would not let go. For a long time, it has not been pleasing to the little Taoist.

"This ......" the little Taoist priest was angry and said angrily, "I have a long temperament, okay, this is gentle and elegant, do you know?"

"Shit is suave, just a sissy, and what a tall and tall man!" cried the little squirrel.

"What kind of eyes do you have!" the little Taoist priest touched his chin with his hand and snorted coldly, "You are just jealous, I will not meet you in the same way." ”

The little Taoist priest was unmoved, he was a little more handsome than before, there is no doubt about it.

"Red Whisk, I'm from the outside world, there are still ten days, it's time to go out, look, can you help me find a token or something, so that I can pass unimpeded?"

"This, well, it's not difficult!" Hongfu nodded, "I'll ask Aunt Qing for a piece, with her token, ordinary demon beasts don't dare to get close." However, can't you wait, as soon as my mother-in-law is out of the customs, I will go out with you. ”

"Red Whisk, that's right, I'm here for a mission. Only after completing the task can you enter the sect. If I go out late, I'll miss the time to enter the sect!" the little Taoist priest explained.

"Okay then!" said reluctantly, she finally had one more person to talk to, and she was about to leave in a few days, "I'll look for you as soon as I go out, you can't ignore people." ”

"What are you talking about, am I that kind of person?" the little Taoist priest said anxiously, "As long as you go to me, I will take you to the Bada Hutong, I heard that it is fun there, and everyone is happy!"

When I was a child, when I heard adults talk about the Eight Hutongs, their eyes lit up. Come to think of it, it must be a good place to be.

"Bada Hutong, what kind of place is that?" the little squirrel was also curious, "Do you have pine cones to eat?"

"Where? Naturally it's a good place. Hmph, you little hairy boy, there are so many people, if you are not careful, you will be trampled, that is not the place for you to go, just think about it!" the little Taoist priest glanced at it.

"You underestimate our squirrel, don't you?" the little squirrel was so angry that his teeth itched, "In less than a year, I will be able to defeat you, just like smoking that black jiao, and then you don't kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"Come on, you," the little Taoist priest looked disdainful, "I still ask you to give Sister Hongfu a peach, and I will be tired of going with the peach Qingqing!"

I don't know what's going on, the little Taoist likes to quarrel during this time. I used to quarrel with my sister, and I was often scolded by my sister, but now that I have a small one, how can I do it if I am not addicted?

Not to mention that they quarreled, but said that Hongfu begged for a token after a while, and solemnly handed it to the little Taoist: "Brother Taoist, within a year, I will go to you, you have to remember what you said today, take us to the Eight Hutongs, let us see your flower world!"

"Hongfu, you can rest assured, I, Zhang Qing, will do what I say, I will first go to Bada Hutong to make a name for myself, and in the future, after you go, as long as you report my name, you can enjoy the treatment of a princess for free!"

"Okay, here's for you!" "Red Whisk took out a red feather, "As long as you have a boost of mana, after I go out, I will be able to find you at the end of the world!"

"Okay, I'll collect it well, you must come to me, and then I'll take you on a tour of Kyushu, eat all the world's food, and play all the world's beauty...... , well, play the prosperity of the world, you can't miss it!" the little Taoist priest nodded.

"And me, and me!" the little squirrel was also fascinated when he heard it.

"You?" the little Taoist priest glanced at it, "You still have it, you guy who feeds milk and has to be fed, you go, aren't we going to be nannies?"

This little thing didn't have a good face from the moment he saw him, and he wasn't a fool, so he naturally didn't want to see it.

"Sister Hongfu, you see, he is so stingy, he speaks so ugly, and he says that he is not a sissy, you have to speak for me!"

"Okay, I got it. Hongfu nodded, and said to the little Taoist priest, "Xiao Song is still young, Taoist brother, don't be like it!"

"That is, people are still young, do you need to be like others?" The little squirrel glared at the little Taoist priest angrily.

The little Taoist priest was speechless, is this still a begging expression?

"Hongfu, do you have any special products here besides peaches?" said the little Taoist priest with a salivating face, "You can bring something back, it can be regarded as a memory, isn't it?"

"Specialty?" "Red Whisk scratched his head, "I can't say it either, you can take a look, in our cave, as long as you don't have it there, you can take it!"

"This, really?" the little Taoist priest was overjoyed, and his eyes looked at the things in the cave.

First, he looked at the throne encrusted with precious stones. The throne is not very large, and it looks like a woman's seat, but the single wood is an old sycamore that is more than 10,000 years old, and now it still exudes a trace of spiritual fragrance.

Seeing the little Taoist priest looking at the throne, Hongfu became a little anxious: "Brother Taoist, that's, that's, that's the mother-in-law's throne!"

The little Taoist priest's eyes rolled: "Red Whisk, my brother is just looking at it, it's just a little strange, where would you want such a treasure?" Don't worry, my brother still knows the severity!"

As he spoke, he looked at another chair that was one size smaller!

"Sister Redwhisk, he wants to take your chair!" cried the little squirrel. This made the little Taoist priest embarrassed.

"Don't move, it's a nest where people sleep!" the little squirrel cried out again when the little Taoist priest thought that it seemed good to have a jade plate.

"Ah, that's a night pot for people to pee at night!" the little squirrel shouted again when he saw that he was about to take a jade bottle.

The little Taoist priest was speechless and looked at Hongfu: "You here, well, do you have a warehouse?"

Eventually, Red Whisk led him to a discarded and dilapidated warehouse. As soon as they opened the door, a puff of dust choked in, causing them to cover their noses and take a few steps back.

But when the little Taoist priest opened some old vats, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and there were some viscous slurries inside. The slurry was filled with the aroma of wine, which was intoxicating.

This is aging, and the little Taoist priest stuffed them into the storage bag one by one. But, wait, what are those piles? The little Taoist priest pounced on him with a "ding" in his heart. Grabbed the ground one by one.