In the end, there is a realm in the late stage of foundation building, although she tried her best to suppress it, and cultivated in a space with a strong aura, Ning Zhiwei's cultivation still rose rapidly, and now she has recovered to the fifth layer of Qi training, in order to polish the foundation, she tried not to enter the space, but fortunately, there are generally no people in the dormitory, and it is convenient to practice talismans.

Friday was fast approaching, and she remembered to report to the Ink Calligraphy Club. The activity room of the calligraphy club is on the first floor of the art building, it is a large antique classroom, which is full of ink paintings and calligraphy, there is a large bookshelf near the south, which is full of related calligraphy and painting works, there is a large long table in the center of the classroom, and there are wooden tables the size of desks around it.

Zhang Yuzhe was the first to spot Ning Zhiwei's figure, his eyes lit up, and he immediately walked up, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you are finally here, I thought you forgot about it." ”

Those who were practicing calligraphy all put down their pens and looked over, and Ning Zhiwei obviously felt several excited emotions, and his gender was male.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Quietly retracting her consciousness, she arrived on time, so the entire book club is here, only fifteen people, compared to the student union and the youth league committee, it is indeed too cold.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, I won't play when my sister comes." Zhang Yuzhe was preoccupied with beauty, causing the big eyes of several boys, he selectively ignored it, and brought Ning Zhiwei to a desk, "Senior sister, this is your exclusive practice desk in the future, brushes, rough-edged paper and ink are all here, just take them in the cabinet when you run out." He gestured to a large cabinet next to the bookshelf.

Ning Zhiwei didn't expect to be so well prepared here, but with her horizontal raw edge paper, it was obviously not suitable, and she was not used to the quick ink of modern people.

Then, the eyes of the dozen or so people present widened, watching her take out an inkstone from her satchel like a trick, a brush, an unopened ink ingot, and a roll of raw xuan, so professional that they almost blinded their titanium alloy eyes.

There have always been few people in the calligraphy club, this time it was because of the Chinese department flower to join in to recruit enough fifteen people, most of the people came in to make do with the day, by the way to appreciate the beauty at close range, where to calm down to practice calligraphy, at this time seeing Ning Zhiwei's professional posture, the little heart was inevitably shocked several times.

"You want to use it? I can lend it to you when I'm done grinding. The gaze projected was too hot, and Ning Zhiwei couldn't ignore it if he wanted to.

"Hehe, no, no, let's just see." Everyone retracted their gaze in embarrassment, and then looked at the rough public equipment in front of them, and silently burst into tears.

Ning Zhiwei glanced at the four treasures of the study on the desk again with a full stomach full of doubts, and confirmed that it was not an immortal thing, but a new one she bought at Yide Pavilion at noon, why did everyone look like they hadn't seen it?

It is no wonder that some modern and contemporary writers and scholars lament the loss of traditional culture, but it does not seem to be sensational.

Everyone seemed to be very curious about her, and it didn't spread out during her grinding, and a boy with a pimple on his face rubbed his hands, suppressing his expectation, "Zhiwei, you quickly show your hands and let me wait for mortals to look at it." ”

Ning Zhi slandered, if she really showed her hands, you mortals would not be scared to death.

In order to send these people away, she did not refuse, glanced at a painting hanging on the wall, dipped her brush in ink, and walked on the snow-white rice paper.

No one spoke for a long time, and the onlookers closed their jaws and left floating on the soles of their feet.

Zhang Yuzhe's little heart was stronger, but his eyes were almost glued to the pair of words, and it took about a quarter of an hour before he raised his head in ecstasy, as if he saw a savior, "Senior sister, can you write a few more words?" Worried that Ning Zhiwei would refuse, he then explained: "Next month, the student union will hold a charity sale, and every organization must contribute, but, ahem, the words of our members are a little untabled, so ......"

Ning Zhiwei nodded uncontrollably, then wrote a few more, and when he handed him the words, he asked by the way, "Then how did you solve it in the past?" ”

Zhang Yuzhe's face turned red, and he said hesitantly: "I was cheeky enough to ask for Teacher Yan Kaihong's Mobao." He pointed to the words that Ning Zhiwei had just copied, "That's Teacher Yan's Mobao." ”

Ning Zhiwei finally understood why everyone was frightened, judging from the handwriting on the wall, that Teacher Yan's skills were indeed good, compared to them who used brushes, the "ancients" were not much better, if she wasn't specialized in the way of Fu Zheng, and the handwriting contained the Dao, I am afraid it would not be as good as this Teacher Yan.

So she didn't hesitate to praise, "Teacher Yan must be a calligrapher." ”

Zhang Yuzhe silently didn't speak, Mr. Yan is the president of the National Calligraphy Association, it is normal for calligraphy to be good, sister paper, you are so demonic, it is not normal!

Alas, not to mention, it's too shocking, he needs to think about life.

After the last idle person left, Ning Zhiwei immediately pinched a trick, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still concentrating on practicing calligraphy, in fact, she was studying the possibility of drawing symbols on rice paper.

The original owner of the storage ring may not have been good at making talismans, and she only found a pitiful amount of jade talismans and talisman paper in all corners, which could only be consumed by her in a year. The jade runes and rune paper that can withstand the powerful immortal method are not ordinary materials, she checked the existing information on this interface, and found that there is no jade rune ore at all, not even the silver star tree that is specially used to make zuò rune paper.

In other words, a year later, she will face the dilemma of being a good woman who has no rice to cook.

After carefully figuring out the texture of the rice paper with his divine sense, he took out the talisman pen from the storage ring, and carefully depicted the first-grade snowflake talisman, the first half of the journey was no problem at all, but the originally smooth pen end suddenly stagnated at the critical moment, and the snow-white rice paper was visibly covered with a layer of ice and snow with the naked eye, turning into powder in the blink of an eye.

After all the rolls of rice paper were destroyed, she finally found a pattern, and every time the runes ran to the stage of injecting mana, the rice paper was overwhelmed, and she would fail to draw the runes.

Far from being depressed, she was happy in her heart, which proved that her idea of using mortal paper to make talismans was not wrong, as long as she could find paper that could withstand mana, she would not worry about running out of talismans in the future.

Ning Zhiwei, who had the motivation, bought all the paper that could be seen on the market and tried it out, but to her disappointment, none of the paper could survive the mana injection stage.

Just when she was about to give up, Xie Qinan, who had been idle for a while, asked her to go to the Panjiayuan antique market.

"Pan Jiayuan?" Ning Zhiwei studied the rice paper in his hand and asked casually.

"The most famous comprehensive antique market in the capital - Panjiayuan, you don't know, right?" Xie Qinan began to popularize knowledge for her, "The world-famous large-scale antique art market has everything in it, and maybe there is the rice paper you want in it." ”

Ning Zhiwei finally turned around unexpectedly, "How do you know I'm collecting rice paper?" ”

Xie Qinan raised his chin stinkily, looking triumphant, "That's, who am I, Ning Da Beauty's best friend and best friend, although I'm busy for a while, it doesn't mean that I don't know your movements." ”

The monk pays the most attention to **, and if he knows that others are spying on his whereabouts, it is a situation of endless death. However, at this moment, Ning Zhiwei couldn't even give birth to the slightest anger, but instead a strange emotion rose in his heart, sour and sour, incredibly warm.

Xie Qinan's magnified pretty face suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes flowed, full of spring water, warm and full of warmth, "Weiwei, were you moved by Miss Ben?" ”

"Probably yes."

I didn't expect her to admit it lightly, Xie Qinan was stunned, and then the thief stopped her shoulder with a smile, and frowned obscenely, "Miss Ben's concern is not something that everyone can bear, beauty, should you promise it by yourself." ”

Ning Zhiwei pushed her head away in disgust, she was such a pretty girl, but she made such a lewd expression, which was really hurtful.

"Don't think about it, but I can give you a gift."

She put her hand into the satchel and pretended to take something, but in fact, she took out the jade talisman that had carved the talisman from the ring space, and in order not to arouse suspicion, she also specially carved it into the shape of the ring. There are three such rings in total, one each for Zhao's mother and Ning's father, and the remaining one is carved according to Xie Qinan's preferences.

Xie Qinan really exclaimed, and couldn't help but put the jade ring on her finger with joy, it felt warm to the touch and the size was appropriate, not to mention the ring's brilliant and restrained, delicate and small appearance, which instantly captured her heart.

"Weiwei, I love you so much." Xie Qinan hugged Ning Zhiwei exaggeratedly, rubbed her face affectionately, and said with a touched face: "The concubine plans to marry her and rest for the rest of her life." Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. brought your ring, and from now on it will be your person, slightly, please take pity on the concubine. ”

As a genius cultivator with a single ice spirit root, Ning Zhiwei had never felt cold, and at this moment, she was trembling all over, and thin goosebumps appeared on her body, which shocked her at the same time, she couldn't help but be amazed by Xie Qinan's powerful skills.

This girl is indeed a man of God.

“…… No matter how hypocritical it is, the ring will be confiscated. ”

This sentence is more effective than anything else, Xie Qinan quickly withdrew from Ning Zhiwei's body with lightning speed, for fear that Ning Zhiwei would regret it, and carefully protected the ring on his hand, looking defensive.

She coveted the ring on Zhiwei's hand for a long time, and when she came home on National Day, she specially pestered her father to buy one, because she didn't meet the one she wanted, she didn't buy it, and now this ring looks like a sister on Weiwei's hand, and she doesn't want to return it if she is killed.

This is no longer a simple ring, but a great, noble, unique, symbolizing friendship ring, which will be remembered for centuries and forever! And she, Xie Qinan, swears by her life and personality that she will be entangled with it in love and swear to death in this life.

For Xie Qinan, who entered the convulsion mode, Ning Zhiwei silently looked away, and before someone woke up, she still thought about what rice paper she had already tried.