"Little brother!"

The boss smiled: "Come, look at this inkstone, from a Bili new pit in Wuyuan County, right of Jiangyou, Luo eyebrow lines, excellent condition, little brother, please watch!" ”

Chen Hengzhi picked up the inkstone, looked at it carefully, and touched it with his hands from time to time to observe its texture.

Subsequently, as usual, I put an identification technique, and found that it was almost the same as what the boss said, so I was relieved.

He nodded and said, "Okay, the authentic Xinkeng Luo Mei Pattern Yan, I want it." ”

At a price of three thousand, I bought this square inkstone, and chose a good round stick-shaped ink, a few knives of rice paper, carrying a wrapped box, and in the boss's "little brother will come again next time!" In the sound, Chen Hengzhi went out.

Then he went to the wreath paper money shop to buy some yellow paper, and he carried a large bag and a small bag, rode a small electric donkey, and went home.

After putting all the purchased items in the store, Chen Hengzhi went out again, rode a small electric donkey, and began to shop one pharmacy after another.

He visited all the 200 pharmacies in Linjiang City, large and small, and did not return to the store until near evening.

Cinnabar is sweet and slightly cold, poisonous, and it is difficult to buy large quantities without a prescription, ranging from 5-10 grams per pharmacy.

The city's small 200 stores ran down, and only bought more than two catties of cinnabar powder.

Today, after this set, more than 20,000 yuan is gone.

In the study, Chen Hengzhi deliberately closed the door of the store.

After washing his hands, he cut out a handful of yellow paper, all two and a half fingers wide and the length of an adult's palm, and placed it on the desk.

He also took out cinnabar powder and mixed it with white wine into ink, and his face was as red as blood.

Then take out a long and small wolf hair, melt it with warm water and set aside, and since then, the tools for making talismans are ready.

With your eyes closed, take a deep breath and adjust your energy to keep yourself at your peak.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, held a red pen, wore red ink, and began to write and paint on yellow paper.

The tip of the pen is bright red, and it is folded horizontally and vertically on the yellow paper, smoothly and naturally, without the slightest pause, in one go.

A talisman seal, it's done.

Then, Chen Hengzhi frowned, not very satisfied.

It has no form but no god, and it is a waste talisman.

No matter how beautiful the painting is, there is no corresponding verve, it is just a fake thing to fool people.

Grab it, crumple it up, and throw it in the wastebasket.

The first talisman failed, Chen Hengzhi was not frustrated, although he was instilled through the skill book and has more than ten years of experience in talisman making, however, experience is experience, and if he didn't do it himself, it was inevitable that there would be mistakes and hand births.

To practice martial arts and cultivate immortals, you must pay attention to the law of wealth.

Wealth, as the name suggests, money, wealth.

Couples, partners on the path of cultivation, not women, the so-called threesomes, there must be my teacher! Puzzle also!

Dharma, the Dharma of Practice.

Earth, blessed earth.

If it weren't for Chen Hengzhi's family resources, I am afraid that he would not even be able to afford the needs of cultivation, and he would have to repair a hammer.

As for couples and land, they don't exist in the real world for the time being, and I don't know if they will exist in the future.

The law is simple and can be obtained in the quest world.

Without further ado, Chen Hengzhi continued to make talismans.

One, two, three......

After nearly ten drawings were scrapped, he gradually found his senses.

Finally.

Horizontal and vertical skimming, the form and spirit are ready, the pen is closed, a divine light flashes from the rune paper, and instantly returns to the ordinary, fleeting, like an illusion.

It worked.

The first time the talisman was successful, Chen Heng's heart was infinitely happy.

It stands to reason that in his current state, this insignificant achievement is not worth taking to heart at all, let alone being happy.

But.

The success of talisman making in the real world means that the skills and secret techniques he learned from the game world of "Legend of Blood" are all usable and feasible in the real world.

This is something he should be happy about.

Chen Hengzhi picked up the talisman he made and compared it with the talisman brought out in the game world.

Except for the difference in the material of the rune paper, the rest, whether it is the divine will contained in the characters or the feeling that the rune gives him, are exactly the same.

Continue.

With a wave of the Zhu pen, the talismans were successfully made.

Time passed quickly, and after half an hour, all the cut rune paper was made into a rune, Chen Hengzhi shook his head, feeling a little mentally exhausted.

…………

A huge stone Buddha hewn by the mountain, sitting in danger of the river, solemn and solemn, for thousands of years, just indifferently watching the world change, unfathomable.

Leshan Giant Buddha.

It stands at the confluence of the three rivers of Minjiang, Qingyi River and Dadu River, the whole is as high as more than 20 zhang, and a head alone is nearly five zhang high.

At the foot of the Big Buddha, there is a turbulent river, on the left is the ancient road of the mountain, and on the right is an antique village.

From the village at the foot of the mountain, a child of seven or eight years old jumped up, a few jumped onto the toes of the Leshan Giant Buddha, and then, untied a bundle of long ropes on his back, tied a stone at one end, and threw it into the water, he kept letting go of the rope, as if measuring the water level.

Chen Hengzhi appeared on the top of the Buddha's head, he looked around at this side of the world, the aura was so strong, it could be regarded as the most he had traveled through so many worlds.

A talisman floated by, and a skeleton composed of Sensen's white bones came out of the ground, yes, it was drilled out, from the top of the head of the Leshan Giant Buddha.

Chen Hengzhi: "Why is your way of appearing so peculiar?" ”

Skeleton: "??? ”

Waving his hand to disperse this stupid skeleton, Chen Heng understood in his heart that the skills of the "Legend" world could be used normally in this world.

Chen Hengzhi lowered his head and saw the turbulent river, and naturally saw the child at the foot of the Buddha.

His heart moved: "Huh? This little brat.... Could it be that kid who broke the waves? ”

The whole person jumped down, and the toes on the big Buddha tapped to borrow force, and instantly fell, quietly appeared behind the child, and quietly watched him measure the water level.

Speaking of this broken wave, Chen Hengzhi had to praise his good qualifications, he was the son of Nanlin Sword's first handsome, and he was instilled by his father with the idea of "reviving the broken clan" since he was a child.

Later, Duan Shuai and Nie Ren Wang fought a decisive battle, and both fell into Lingyun Cave, and he and Nie Feng entered the Tianxia Society together, but they were treated differently.

Because of the mud bodhisattva's criticism, Nie Feng turned into a disciple of Xiongba, but Broken Lang could only do miscellaneous labor.

He did chores during the day and practiced martial arts hard at night, wanting to become the master of the World Hall, but he was threatened by the tyrant and had to give up at the moment of success.

Dissatisfied, he left the World Society, took refuge in Wushuang City, and regained the Huolin Sword in the Lingyun Cave, and made great progress in martial arts, but due to the demonic erosion of the Huolin Sword, his humanity gradually lost, and finally gradually became a big devil and was killed by Fengyun.

However, no matter how strong his martial arts are after breaking the waves, he is a god or a demon, and now he is just a child of seven or eight years old.

The little child, who was engrossed in doing things, looked quite cute with a serious appearance, and Chen Hengzhi couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

"Again, really."

Suddenly, Broken Lang opened his mouth with a little unhappiness, and as he spoke, he threw the remaining rope in his hand on the ground beside him.

He turned around with a disappointed face, and when he saw Chen Hengzhi behind him, he was immediately startled, and exclaimed, "Wow, uncle, who are you?" ”

Chen Hengzhi stood with his hands in his hands and said with a light smile: "A traveler who stopped to rest temporarily, little friend, who are you?" ”