The fifth day after the recovery day.

There are still more than ten days before the opening of Chujiang College.

And Li Xinwei's birthday is the day before the start of school.

In the past few days, Ling Qingshuang has found some miners and started to settle in the Luoyun community.

According to preliminary detection, the closest piece of spiritual ore to the surface is only more than 50 meters.

It takes a maximum of three days for miners to dig a downward channel.

Ye Feng stayed at home, and he was not idle, while using the "Sea Acceptance of Hundred Rivers and Whales Swallowing Lakes and Seas" to continue to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, while consolidating the realm in Zhuyuan Yizhong.

Li Xinwei's birthday is coming, and Ye Feng has also prepared a little birthday gift.

But at the same time, he knew that Wang Dongliang's guy was probably coming back.

Although that guy had already built the yuan half a year ago, Ye Feng was not without hole cards.

Not to mention, in his dantian, there are still forty-nine years of Madame Bai's skills, and at the critical moment, she can fight to the death.

Actually, when he arrived at Zhuyuan, he still had a hole card!

That is, the puppet rune.

When I came back from Xichu Mountain, the system once prompted that only after stepping into Zhuyuan could I learn this talisman method.

Therefore, during this period, he never looked at this talisman.

Today, he has consolidated his realm in the first level of Tsukumoto, so naturally he has to start trying to make puppet talismans.

Thinking in his heart, Ye Feng took out the puppet talisman from the Qiankun bag.

When you open the puppet charm, what catches your eye is still an ink landscape painting, with mountains and ravines, dense forests and branches, and countless small puppets in the painting, either hanging, reclining, or standing upright, in different postures.

"The production of spirit runes is more about understanding, and only by understanding with the heart of the spirit and experiencing the mystery in the black lines can we make exquisite and perfect puppets. ”

Follow the prompts of the system.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, and his anger sank into the dantian, and the primordial god villain in the dantian seemed to have opened his eyes.

As soon as his mind moved, wisps of induction were released from the primordial spirit, and then gently fell on the puppet talisman.

Rumble!

When the induction fell, Ye Feng only felt that his eyes lit up, and in the next second, the Yuanshen villain seemed to have come to another world.

Ye Feng Yuanshen, hanging on the mountains, he looked left and right, and was surprised to find that he seemed to have come to the landscape world inside the puppet rune.

He was in a clear mood, sat down in the void, and began to sense this landscape world, integrate into this landscape world, and want to learn everything about this landscape world.

In the dark, within the heavens and the earth, there seem to be countless black lines, swimming back and forth.

Only one scoop of three thousand weak water is taken.

Thousands of lines only find thirty-two.

This puppet rune is made up of thirty-two black lines.

Only by fully comprehending these 32 lines can we make the most perfect, powerful, and exquisite puppets.

The clouds flowed, time flew by, day and night changed back and forth, and Ye Feng was tireless, allowing endless black lines to flash in his eyes one by one.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Feng felt very tired, and his Yuan Shen was very tired.

In the real room, Ye Feng opened his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, as if he had stayed up for a day and a night.

He looked out the window and saw that it was already dark, and he had actually contemplated this talisman for a whole day.

Ye Feng touched the talisman and realized that although he hadn't fully understood it, he already had a little outline in his mind.

This feeling is like learning the ninety-nine multiplication formula, although I am not sure if I can solve all the multiplication, but I already have a little urge to try.

Thinking in his heart, he hurriedly took out a pen and quickly sketched some lines on the white paper.

These lines are very strange, light or deep, thick and heavy, or understated.

The handwriting, as if a dragon swimming in the sea, finally, on the white paper, outlines a woman in white.

Under the injection of Ye Feng's aura, the woman is even more realistic.

"The last stroke!"

Ye Feng endured the tremendous tiredness of the Yuan Shen and sketched the last stroke.

This stroke, as if the finishing touch, brought the entire woman in white to life in an instant.

"I've seen the son, the slave and the maid are polite. ”

The woman in white on the white paper suddenly winked at Ye Feng and owed a debt.

it!

Looking at this strange scene, Ye Feng was immediately startled.

In ancient times, Ye Gong was a good dragon, and he drew the finishing touch, drawing a real dragon and soaring down from the nine heavens.

Today, there is a white paper painting girl by Ye Feng, and a woman in white is drawn, and she will bow to people.

"Childe, the slave and maid still lack a body, as long as you give the slave and maid a body, the slave and the maid can come out to serve you. ”

The woman in white has a temperament like a fairy, but she is so weak in the painting that people can't wait to let her come out quickly.

"What's your cultivation?"

Ye Feng calmed down and hurriedly asked.

Overall, this is his first draft, and it shouldn't be perfect.

"The slave and maid are half-step Zhuyuan, childe, please give the slave and maid a body. ”

The woman in white seemed to have some wisdom, she flashed her spiritual eyes, looked at Ye Feng, and begged.

"Half-step Zhuyuan?"

Ye Feng frowned.

It seems that his first draft is really not good enough, and he only has half a step to build the yuan.

Even if he gave her a body, he was not perfect.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and wanted to tear off the white paper.

Seeing this, the woman in white looked gloomy, and sighed slightly: "Since the son dislikes the slave maid, the slave and maid have no choice but to retreat." May Childe draw a perfect sweetheart as soon as possible and live up to her heart. ”

As she spoke, the woman in white closed her eyes, like a virgin who died in ancient times, calmly and righteously.

And he, Ye Feng, is a cold-blooded executioner.

"Do you want to be so sensational?"

Ye Feng looked at the pitiful appearance of the woman in white in the painting with tears in her eyes, and rolled her eyes.

Saying this, why does it seem that he has become a ruthless scumbag?

"It's like a B pregnancy condom that is thrown away when it's used up, it's like an imperfect sketch, useless is useless, the slave doesn't blame the son, the son, you do it, even if the slave and the maid endure the pain of the five horses and the heart-rending wounds, they won't moan for half a sentence, and they won't frown for half a sentence. ”

The woman in white had a sad voice.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, I won't tear you, but I probably won't give you a body either. ”

Ye Feng put the painting back on his desk.

It's okay to let this woman in white come out, but Ye Feng has a lot of puppet talismans to make, so it's impossible to get a body for each of them, right?

"Thank you for not tearing the child, Bai Yi is willing to be a cow and a horse for you. ”

The woman in white showed a cunning look on her face, and she owed Ye Feng again.

"You don't have to be a cow. ”

Ye Feng shook his head, he stared at the woman in the painting, looked at it carefully, and suddenly realized that this woman had a familiar feeling.

After a moment's thought, his pupils gradually dilated.

Isn't the cowardice of this open-mouthed slave from Ling Qingshuang?

Isn't this cunning who pretends to be generous and righteous come from Ye Li?

Isn't this fairy-like perfect temperament from Li Xinwei?

Ye Feng immediately gasped.

He actually subconsciously integrated some of the female features around him into this puppet in the drawing talisman just now.