Back in Xiangyang Village, Zhao Qiang didn't go home directly, he still thought that Ye Ping said just now that he wanted him to see good things, which he couldn't miss. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

"Did you bring a knife?"

Following Ye Ping, Ye Ping did not go home, but went to the clinic.

His parents still live in the old yard, which is relatively quiet.

"Oh, forget it, I have!"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Ping thought that the last time he rescued Chu Yao in the Dashimen Reservoir, the soldier named Peng Haichuan gave him a dagger and never left his body.

Thinking about it now, he immediately pulled it out of his body, the dagger was more than a foot long, the knife light flashed, and it was extremely sharp.

"Pingzi, where did you get such a sharp dagger?" Zhao Qiang waited for his eyes, surprised.

"Have you ever killed someone?" Ye Ping smiled but answered the question.

Zhao Qiang's expression was awe-inspiring, he shook his head like a rattle, and said in horror, "Still killing people, now I think back to the time when we were children when we cut people, I regret it now, I feel very stupid and naïve." ”

Ye Ping smiled and said, "Look at you who are nervous, tell you the truth, if you follow me in the future, you will kill someone sooner or later." Go, go and catch a few chickens to kill Lian Lian Hand and get all the blood into this basin. ”

When Zhao Qiang saw Ye Ping saying that he was killing, his calm eyes and smiling tone made him tremble inexplicably, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he had reason to believe that Ye Ping, this kid, said this in order to instruct himself.

However, he didn't speak, and honestly ran out with a basin to kill chickens.

Ye Ping ran directly to the kitchen, turned on the fire and sat in the pot, and began to boil medicinal materials, preparing to make the yellow table paper into rune paper.

The realm of the fourth layer of refining the body is said to be just able to make talismans, of course, it is only some of the lowest and most rubbish talismans.

But since he had that magical farmland and spiritual spring water, he didn't want to do anything about alchemy and talisman making.

However, after meeting Chu Mingyu today and knowing what happened in their family, he still felt that it was better to do some, although he couldn't use it himself, but what about his parents?

When Ye Ping came back after killing the chickens, Ye Ping had already concocted a thick stack of rune paper.

Although the medicinal materials used to boil the medicinal soup are all high-grade goods in the medical world, for Ye Ping, these medicinal materials can hardly be refined at all, and the medicinal soup can only be concocted into the most garbage rune paper.

"It's barely like that......" Ye Ping pursed his lips and shook his head, very speechless.

But the reality is that he can only settle for it.

"Bring that bag of cinnabar. Ye Ping said to Zhao Qiang.

Cinnabar and ordinary chicken blood, Ye Ping mixed it according to the proportion, all of them were put into the iron pot, and some other medicinal materials were thrown in again, and they were soon made into talisman raw materials with a faint fragrance by Ye Ping.

Zhao Qiang didn't know what Ye Ping was doing at all, he was looking at Zhang's second King Kong and was confused, so he stood beside Ye Ping and asked, "Pingzi, what are you doing here?"

Ye Ping grinned and said, "Make a talisman." ”

"What...... This, you can also make this thing?!" Zhao Qiang's eyes were bigger than copper bells, and he couldn't close them with his mouth open for a long time, and said in a daze.

"Keep your eyes open and look carefully!" Ye Ping boiled the materials for drawing talismans, and directly brought the iron pot to the outside of the courtyard, and only after it was almost dried did he bring it back to the house.

He first mixed the herbs in proportion, and then threw them into the pot to boil, and at the same time sharpened his knife, and then slaughtered the big rooster he bought from the market and took the blood.

After the medicine stone was boiled very viscous, Ye Ping dried it again, put the dried medicine stone mixed with cinnabar into a jar, smashed it with a garlic hammer, and spent a little time grinding it into powder.

The next step of blending is more important, Ye Ping put the ground powder into a transparent beaker he had prepared a long time ago, and then put in the gold stone powder, stirring and grinding, while slowly pouring in chicken blood.

In the process of pouring chicken blood, Ye Ping must inject some spiritual energy into the beaker and stir it at a uniform speed, so that the chicken blood can quickly fuse with the powder.

There can't be the slightest negligence in this step, but fortunately, the amount of Ye Ping's modulation is not much, and the consumption of his aura is not too large.

"Peng!"

After about fifteen minutes or so, when Ye Ping mixed a certain amount and stirred it evenly, he quickly took out the mixing spoon and put the prepared wooden board heavily on the beaker, only to see a cloud of red mist suddenly emerge from the beaker.

This red mist did not dissipate, but only slowly moved in the beaker, and Ye Ping destroyed the aura to seal the lid tightly, so that those red mist did not come out.

Wait until the red mist gradually melts into the cinnabar, which has a slightly vivid golden sheen and a faint fragrance, and then it is done.

The talisman liquid was successfully concocted once, Ye Ping was not very excited, this was the guy he ate in the cultivation world, it would be strange if it failed.

"Hirako, what the hell are you doing here?"

Zhao Qiang looked at Ye Ping busy, and couldn't help but ask.

"Mix the rune, and then you can use the wolf pen to draw the talisman!"

Ye Ping looked at the runic liquid in the beaker and said casually.

In fact, he knew that the talisman he had concocted was not at all comparable to the dog blood cinnabar used by the Taoist priests.

According to what he had done in the cultivation world before, the current talisman concocted by Ye Ping can only be regarded as the most basic, not even a primary talisman, this kind of talisman is only suitable for novices to practice drawing talismans, and the talismans drawn are naturally not even level-level.

Next, you have to concoct rune paper.

Ye Ping ignored the curious Zhao Qiang, but set up a large cauldron, put the prepared medicine stone into the pot, and placed a good shelf in the pot, then took a few large pieces of yellow mount and spread them on the shelf, dripped a little chicken blood mixed with a little aura into the pot, sealed the lid tightly, and then turned on the fire and began to steam dryly.

The advantage of modern invention is that the use of gas canisters and the stove can control the temperature of the fire, which is much more convenient.

Zhao Qiang watched it for a long time, and saw Ye Ping staring at the pot in a daze, and gradually lost interest, and almost fell asleep.

Ye Ping's mood was peaceful, and he was not impatient, and while waiting, he used this time to continue to do other things.

After about fifteen minutes of dry steaming, the impurities in the yellow laminated paper are basically eliminated.

Ye Ping opened the lid of the pot, quickly took out the damp and crumpled yellow mounting paper, put it on the flat stone platform, took it to catch the dough pin, adjusted the strength, and used the aura to assist, carefully smoothing the yellow mounting paper, which is also suitable for the most basic rune paper used by novices, and it can be regarded as made.

For him, who was at the fourth level of body refining, those processes just now also made him consume a lot of spiritual energy.