Chapter 127: Sprinkled like a pearl
Holding the spirit bead in his hand, he often struggles to write.
Yang Can held the spirit pen, full of confidence in his heart, and only felt that this was like an extension of his body.
The aura in the sea of spirits, like silk, slowly converged together under Yang Can's contemplation.
This is the method taught to him by Ying Ruyu, and it is really produced in the capital, and there are many extraordinary.
My heart writes my mind.
Yang Can suddenly remembered a poem and couldn't help but write it all the way.
Sure enough, it is quite different, there is aura, and it shuttles all the way down from the spiritual sea, and finally pours into the pen.
Even though the aura is still scattered and ethereal, it is true, this is the aura that comes out of the pen.
Yang Can uses ordinary paper.
The spirit paper was too precious, even if Yang Can had dozens of them, he was reluctant to use them.
A poem, presented in front of Ying Ruyu, is a "Grievance".
"The beauty rolls the beaded curtain, sits deeply and frowns. But when you see the tears wet, you don't know who you hate?"
On ordinary paper, it is impossible to withstand the spirit words, and once those fonts flash, they are blown away by the wind in a moment and disappear without a trace.
Even if it was just a little aura, Yang Can was quite heartbroken, this was a deal that had no return.
But if you want to practice Lingzi well, this is a must, if there is no hard work, don't think about rich rewards.
Ying Ruyu had a pair of wonderful eyes, staring at Yang Can's every move, and her heart fluctuated.
I have to say that Yang Can's serious writing is really handsome and very touching.
Yang Can pondered for a long time, and he thought carefully about the gains and losses of the series of actions just now, where the mistake was.
A song "Jin Se" was presented in front of Ying Ruyu.
"Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon. Lantian is warm and smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. ”
Even though the spiritual characters written by Yang Can inevitably lack arms and legs, it does not affect reading.
Ying Ruyu only sees that her heart is itching, such a classic poem, Yang Can actually comes easily.
This is simply a celestial immortal.
Unconsciously. Ying Ruyu looked at Yang Can's eyes, and there was more admiration.
These spiritual words, full of aura, are like a beautiful bubble that is constantly blown away by the wind.
Yang Can is completely writing by hand.
Anyway, the poems and books in his chest are simply endless, and the words he writes casually can be called classics.
Ying Ruyu has been reciting by heart, but there are too many. She often memorizes the previous sentence and forgets the next sentence.
Originally, Ying Ruyu could take a pen to record, but she was really reluctant to leave, so she could only leave a regret.
Perhaps regret is a kind of beauty in itself.
A whole afternoon.
Yang Can was writing, his expression was unusually focused, but he didn't leave a single word.
All along, Ying Ruyu has been immersed in those wonderful poems. Until one moment, I suddenly woke up.
Unconsciously. Yang Can has been writing for so long, and his characters have progressed rapidly and have basically taken shape.
There is one more thing that surprised Ying Ruyu, even with her skills. If you want to write spiritual characters for an afternoon, you will feel struggling.
How could Yang Can have such ability?
Moreover, Ying Ruyu can see that the aura dispersed in Yang Can's words is getting less and less. His spiritual writing power has become more and more condensed.
The night gradually fell.
Writing in this situation is invisibly much more difficult, and Yang Can is really tired after writing spiritual characters for an afternoon.
"Thank you for teaching me how to write, and I treat you to dinner. Yang Can was very serious.
Ying Ruyu felt that she was hungry in her belly, and couldn't help nodding.
Originally, Ying Ruyu thought that Yang Can would invite her to a restaurant outside and eat a sumptuous meal.
Unexpectedly, Yang Can actually took matters into his own hands and made a dinner for her.
Since practicing Tai Chi, Yang Can's mastery of fire can be said to be unmatched.
Therefore, even if it is just an ordinary dish, after being cooked by Yang Can's skillful hands, it looks attractive in color and flavor.
Yang Can made a total of four vegetarian dishes and one soup.
Every vegetarian dish comes from the garden, fresh in season, Yang Can has always liked, this kind of house with a local flavor.
Not only that, but the colors of these four dishes are very reasonable, which makes people feel that their eyes are bright when they look at it.
Ying Ruyu doesn't know how to cook, but she is very well-behaved and beats Yang Can on the side.
Yang Can was quite satisfied.
Only if two people are attentive, they will get along well, and under the run-in of the years, they want to see the fragrance.
Tasting the taste of these four dishes, Ying Ruyu praised it and bluntly said that even in Beijing, she had never eaten such a delicious dish.
Yang Can smiled.
This is that his dishes are really good, and the other one, I'm afraid that Ying Ruyu ate a fresh one.
This meal, they ate extremely happily.
In particular, the millet porridge made by Yang Can is golden in color, nourishing the liver and lungs, and making Ying Ruyu deeply feel intoxicated.
Meal.
Yang Can picked some melons and fruits, Yingruyu washed them, and the two of them ate melons and fruits, and talked with each other.
Unconsciously, it was getting late, and Ying Ruyu yawned.
"Won't you leave me to sleep? The two of us, how about a long talk?" Ying Ruyu blushed when she said this, but she didn't feel it herself.
Yang Can was speechless.
Does Ying Ruyu really think that her disguise technique is very clever and can deceive the discerning person?
"Forget it, I'm not kidding you. To tell you the truth, I am your neighbor to the door, and if you need help, you can call me at any time. Ying Ruyu smiled narrowly.
Yang Can was stunned.
Then I remembered that this kind of fact is too normal, but Ying Ruyu is very rich, so she will naturally be more willful.
After Ying Ruyu left.
Yang Can began to practice, every inch of time and every inch of gold, he was reluctant to waste it.
If you want to get ahead, you must work hard behind the scenes, Yang Can has no outstanding talent, Tai Chi people pay attention to perseverance, and it will come naturally.
Whew!
Yang Can carved the knife in his hand, kept swiping, and one after another pseudo-spirit runes kept appearing on the spirit board.
With one stroke at a time, Yang Can looked very serious, with an innate aura, constantly concentrating on the talisman.
The moonlight gradually shifted.
The spirit talisman in Yang Can's hand gradually took shape, exuding an extremely mysterious aura.
Relax for a while.
Yang Can played a set of Tai Chi, only to feel that his body was full of energy and had infinite potential in his body.
This time.
Yang Can decided to challenge himself, and he was ready to carve a real spirit rune.
One law is all the same.
It was with this concept in mind that Yang Can began to carve spiritual runes with the writing method taught to him by Ying Ruyu.
Really.
The aura poured down from the spiritual sea, and then passed through the key points all the way and poured into the end of Yang Can's knife.
Laugh at!
The spirit chips fell, and the strokes on the spirit board were mostly innate true qi, mixed with a trace of spiritual energy.
No matter what, this is always a new beginning, and Yang Can was alone and began to try seriously.
The road that no one has walked may not be impossible, Yang Can's thinking has never been entangled in a box.
Practicing Tai Chi and looking for the way to walk requires fearless courage, and only in this way can you reach the top.
This time, it is naturally a big mistake, and the spirit board can be said to be full of mistakes and omissions.
Yang Can was faintly excited and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Yang Can got up in full spirit, and went out with the carved spirit plate.
It's a small artifact shop.
Since it was still early, they had just opened their doors for business, and the father and daughter were cleaning up the storefront.
"May I ask you here, can you collect the drawn spirit runes?" Yang Can asked with anticipation.
The old man said suspiciously: "After the spirit rune is drawn, do you want to see what it looks like?"
The girl kept looking at Yang Can, seeing that he was not good-looking, could it be a spirit rune master?
"That's it. Yang Can casually took out a spirit talisman and handed it to the old man.
"It turned out to be a pseudo-spirit rune. The old man shook his head, it was worthless.
Yang Can's fiery heart was suddenly poured with a scoop of cold water, and if there was no market, it would inevitably disrupt his plan.
"However, this pseudo-spirit rune looks quite delicate. The old man hesitated for a while, but still expressed his willingness to accept it.
"How much do you want to sell?" the old man asked, and he made up his mind to let Yang Can go once he opened his mouth.
Yang Can said: "I don't want money, just change some spirit plates, you always look at it." ”
The old man was stunned, he saw that Yang Can was a kind person, and decided to fulfill him.
"That's good, I don't owe you anything, for each pseudo-spirit rune, I'll give you three spirit plates, and you can keep them if you want. If you don't want to, you can find another place. The old man said.
"Daddy. The girl exclaimed, apparently feeling that this business was very risky.
Yang Can agreed very happily: "Okay." ”
For Yang Can, the most important thing at the moment is cultivation, and he is not willing to spend a lot of effort to deal with others.
That's it.
Yang Can carried nearly 100 spirit boards and walked out of the old man's shop.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned home, he saw Ying Ruyu sitting in the courtyard waiting for him.
"This man does not regard himself as an outsider. Yang Can put the spirit board in the house and thought to himself.
"I'll show you how to write spiritual characters. Ying Ruyu held the spirit pen in her hand, looking confident and calm.
Sure enough, the words written by Ying Ruyu are full and full of aura, like pearls, inlaid in the spirit paper, which is extremely smart.
What's even more wonderful is that Ying Ruyu did not leak any aura in the process of writing.
I'm really unconvinced.
After an afternoon of practice, Yang Can originally felt that the spiritual writing was not bad, but compared with Ying Ruyu, he was really ashamed.
Jewel in front.
Yang Can felt the pressure in his heart, and even more felt the motivation, he had a strong confidence in his heart, one day, the spiritual characters he wrote would surpass Ying Ruyu.
And, this day, perhaps, is not far away. (To be continued.) )