"The Dark Emperor Sutra" was stimulated, the black air flow was running at high speed, and where it passed, the cold, stiff feeling was like seeing the ice and snow of the sun, quietly melting, when Liu Wei'an opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already bright, and after a moment of dazedness, his heart was shocked.

Nothing was done, the night passed, but he felt like it was just a blink of an eye. When I look at the ancient stele again, there is a sense of unfathomability, the ancient also carries some old bluestone steles, the mysterious symbols that are half covered by dust, faintly damaged, from the appearance, it is not inconspicuous at all. But it was such a stone tablet that made him lose himself for a night.

Shook his head fiercely, mentally exhausted, but there was a pleasure that was difficult to describe in words, as if he had gotten a big treasure, thinking about it carefully, but there was nothing, feeling so weird and contradictory, when he left abruptly, he found that he had unconsciously stepped on the second step.

He didn't think about what was going on, he just felt that this place was full of evil, and many things didn't make sense. No wonder Huang Chisheng refused to come in, only to find out at this time that he underestimated the evil nature in Huang Chisheng's mouth, and how could it be so easy to make a silver-level master fear like a tiger?

"Master Fu, you're finally out?" Outside the stone gate, Huang Chisheng was restless, he wanted to rush in several times, his hand touched the stone gate, and retracted again, seeing that the sky was bright, he was almost desperate, and he regretted taking Liu Wei'an to this place in his heart, you know, because of this place, the gold-level masters committed suicide twice.

"Let's go back." Liu Wei'an was covered with a black scarf and couldn't see his expression, but he could still hear his weakness from his voice.

"Okay, okay, go back, go back." Huang Chisheng didn't notice Liu Wei'an's weakness, his mood was completely filled with joy, his expression became more and more respectful, a person who could stay in front of the ancient stone tablet for a night was enough for him to look up.

The foothold of the Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce in the Black Dragon City is very luxurious, a large courtyard, the front is more than 1,000 square meters of shops, and the back is a courtyard with four entrances, which is continuous, and the trees are tall and leafy, which looks extremely deep. Liu Wei'an once stood outside and watched from afar, and at that time he was thinking about when he would be able to have such a yard, and he didn't think that he would have the opportunity to live in it today.

"Master Fu, this is your residence, it has been cleaned, if you see anything you are not satisfied with, I will let someone change it immediately." Huang Chisheng said respectfully.

This is an independent small courtyard, a courtyard, a living room, a room, a workshop, in addition to an independent kitchen, a maid's room, a single family, compared to the guest house, 10,000 times better, although Liu Wei'an's worth has risen during this time, he has not yet adapted to this change of identity, and was stunned for a moment before saying: "Okay, that's it, I have no requirements for a place to live." ”

"Yes, Master Fu, you have a good rest, I won't bother, this is Yan'er, if you have any orders, you can tell Yan'er, she will take care of everything." Huang Chisheng said.

"Got it." Only then did Liu Wei'an notice that behind Huang Chisheng there was a brittle maid, with a beautiful face, only eighteen or nineteen years old, her eyes were a little panicked, her white and tender fingers pinched the corners of her clothes, full of nervousness and uneasiness that she was not familiar with the new owner.

Huang Chisheng confessed his guilt and left. The maidservant named Yan'er also left, but after a while she came in again, carrying a bowl of soup.

"This is a qi-nourishing soup, put angelica, ginseng, snow lotus, goblin, blood-replenishing flower, rafflesia and other qi-nourishing and blood-nourishing medicinal materials, after a warm fire and simmering for eight hours, drink at this time, just right." Yan'er introduced in a soft voice, and her eyes didn't dare to look at Liu Wei'an.

The soup is filled with a sea bowl, the soup is very clear, I think it is clear water, and the faint aroma makes people feel uplifted. Liu Wei'an took the Yiqi soup and said thank you, thinking: The treatment of the Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce is really good, such a bowl of soup will cost more than a thousand copper plates outside.

Just about to tear off the black scarf, he thought about it and said to Yan'er: "Go down, I will call you if there is something." ”

"Yes." Yeona bowed and walked out of the room. Liu Wei'an took off the black scarf, took a sip of the qi-nourishing soup, and a strong fragrance slid down his throat directly to his stomach, and then a fiery fire permeated his body, and every cell of the ironing groaned, it was really a good thing, although it was not as good as the Ten Perfect Tonic Pills prepared by Sun Lingzhi, but it was also a first-class good soup. After drinking the qi-nourishing soup in one gulp, he fell asleep.

The strange events of last night made him mentally exhausted, and he didn't know what had happened in the confusion of the night, but it was certain that his body had changed, otherwise there would be no joy in his soul. Two hours later, he opened his eyes, refreshed, and in surprisingly good shape.

"It's no wonder that rich people have better physical fitness, and if they drink such a big tonic soup every day, even a pig can live for a few more years." Liu Wei'an subconsciously thought that this was the credit of Yiqi Soup.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the room, Yan'er heard the movement and immediately walked out of a small room next door, and said with a little urgency: "What do you have to say?" ”

"I'm going to work, are things ready?" Liu Wei'an's gaze swept over Yan'er's face.

"It's all ready, bamboo arrows, rune paper, cinnabar, brushes, and qi rejuvenation pills......" Yan'er lowered her hand.

"Qi Rejuvenation Pill?" Liu Wei'an interjected.

"Yes, Qi Returning Pill." Yan'er raised her eyes and glanced at him quickly, as if she was a little surprised, and found that he was looking at him with burning eyes, startled, and immediately drooped down like a frightened rabbit.

"What is the Returning Pill?" Liu Wei'an was a little puzzled, did he still need any elixir to draw a spell? He himself is a halfway monk, and he is really unsure about this.

"The Qi Rejuvenation Pill can restore your strength when you are tired." Yeona explained, but the surprise in her heart was even worse. She knew that Liu Wei'an was a spell master, since she was a spell master, how could she not even know the Qi Returning Pill that was a necessary pill for a spell master? This puzzled her.

Coming to the studio, Liu Wei'an was shocked again, the Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce is worthy of a big business, this studio is more than ten times larger than the house price he lives in, and the piles of bamboo arrows are all of the highest quality. Although the bamboo arrow is the lowest level of arrows, but also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the production of low-grade bamboo arrows is rough, which will affect the range and accuracy, the middle-grade bamboo arrows, the accuracy has been greatly improved, basically the archers with a little financial resources, are the choice of high-grade bamboo arrows, and the high-grade bamboo arrows are relatively rare, the production of a high-grade bamboo arrow takes time and energy far more than the middle grade, but the sales volume is not as good as the medium grade bamboo arrows, so the general arrow maker will not bother to make high-grade arrows, Liu Wei'an has been in the Black Dragon City for a month, and has not seen many high-grade bamboo arrows, he uses medium-grade bamboo arrows. That's why I was so surprised to see this large pile of high-grade bamboo arrows, a full fifty or sixty thousand.

Fu paper, cinnabar, and brushes are all high-quality, his eyes fell on a bottle of pills on the table, and poured out a pill in the palm of his hand, the milky white pill, the size of soybeans, exuding a faint aroma, Liu Wei'an observed for a while, and then put it in the bottle. Start commissioning cinnabar. Seeing this, Yeona exited the room and closed the door. Spell masters can't be disturbed when they work, this is what Huang Chisheng sternly warned her, in fact, every spell master has his own craft, that is a mystery that is not passed on.

After debugging, Liu Wei'an walked to the bamboo arrow with cinnabar and began to draw the talisman, as for the talisman paper, he honestly put it away, and other talisman masters need to draw the talisman on the talisman paper first, and then print it on the bamboo arrow, so that the success rate is higher, he doesn't need this process at all, one step in place.

With a movement of the wrist, the brush emitted a complex shadow, red traces flowed, a complex rune flashed, and then the light dimmed, and the trace was hidden. A rune arrow has been drawn.

Liu Wei was overjoyed, his skill of drawing talismans seemed to have unconsciously improved a realm, his arms were suspended in the air, only his wrists were twisted in a small area, and the brush trembled, outlining a mysterious trajectory, and the talisman arrows were formed one after another, and the speed was amazing.

Liu Wei'an's previous spells need to be warmed up, slowly heated, and then gradually get into the best state, and finally enter the psychic state, however, the psychic state is difficult to enter, and it can only be entered once every three or five days, and the moment of each entry is very short, less than an hour will quit, the state of entering the good state reaches more times, and the duration is longer than the psychic state, but it is not casual to enter, it must be in excellent condition to enter, but at this moment, he only started the first stroke, It's getting better.

The bamboo arrows made are thrown away, but they are all neatly stacked together, the number of them from less to more, and finally more and more, an hour, two hours, three hours...... When it was dark, Liu Wei'an stopped, glanced at the arrows he made, and was stunned, there were at least a thousand of them.

"How can there be so many?"

He knows best the speed of making talisman arrows, from sixty arrows per hour a month ago, slowly becoming eighty, ninety, and barely reaching a hundred ten days ago, these ten days, basically maintaining a hundred or so, sometimes one or two more, sometimes one or two less, it is difficult to break through, he himself understands that the speed has reached a bottleneck, and if you want to increase, it will take a long time to practice.

From noon to now, in almost seven hours, a thousand rune arrows have been drawn, and the number of arrows in an average hour is more than 140, and the number of scrapped arrows is less than fifty, that is, less than half of the percent, this achievement is something he could not have imagined before.

In the dark, he sat on the ground, the brush was thrown aside at random, he was thinking about the reason for progress, the material is one thing, the state is the other, but the combination of the two is not enough to make his spell technique improve by leaps and bounds, the only possibility is last night......

Dodo! There was a sudden knock on the door, echoing through the empty room, startling him.

"What's the matter?"

"Dinner...... It's done......" Yan'er's trembling voice sounded, as if she was frightened by him.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right here." Liu Wei'an's voice regained its calm.