After a night of recuperation, the next day Thirteen Lang came to the forbidden building early, squatted on the ground without saying a word, starting from the ban, repeating the process of simulation.

Unlike the previous time, he first found a relatively clean place, cleaned up the clutter that was obviously different from the steps, and began to sketch the spiritual line with ease, and soon the prototype was born.

After that, things were relatively simple, Thirteen Lang collected and picked up, and his movements were orderly, but it took half an hour to go to the level of yesterday, and then he slowed down and moved forward little by little.

In front of the dark and dreary forbidden building, the morning sun shone a golden halo on him, and there was a bit of divine flavor in the tranquility. Time passed, and the pedestrians in the Taoist courtyard became denser, and many students noticed this scene and stopped to watch.

"That's like ...... Xiao Shisanlang?"

"That's right, it's him. ”

"Is it really him? I heard that this man is so gifted and clever that he would do such a stupid thing. ”

"Hehe, don't say that, maybe he can do it. ”

"I didn't say he couldn't do it, the problem was that this method consumes too much mana and divine thoughts, and the time is too long, so you have to be able to afford it. ”

"Yes, I had a similar thought, and it was ...... in less than two days"

"I've tried too, but I have to give up when I get to the third level of serial ban, it's too difficult. ”

"If it's just difficult, it doesn't hurt, but practicing the prohibition is hardly helpful to cultivation, and if it's those seniors who have advanced cultivation, you can study it slowly. In order to seek the realm, how can we waste it on this? And looking at his appearance, I am afraid that he will learn from the most basic, and it will be difficult to achieve anything without a few years of hard work. ”

This kind of cultivation requires a large amount of pills to replenish mana to restore divine thoughts, and the load on the body also needs to be recuperated by medicines. I heard that this person is from the border, and he is not a big boy, so he will definitely not last long. ”

"Yes, but did you notice? He doesn't always simulate, when someone breaks through, he will observe carefully. ”

"It's not surprising. There are different ways to break the ban, some people use the ban to break the ban, take a look at it, and there will always be some reference. But that's it. The time consumption is even more unimaginable and difficult. ”

"What I'm saying is, forget it, it's too late for me to practice, so don't think about others. ”

"Alas. It's a pity that this person has great talents but doesn't know how to use them, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

"It's a pity, there are many geniuses in the world who have been annihilated, and if you have this energy to sigh, it's better to put your mind in front of you. ”

The crowd gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered. The news of Xiao Shisanlang's penance and prohibition spread far and wide. Spread throughout the temple. The people who heard it were excited or disappointed, or sighed or sighed, and there were thousands of gestures and expressions.

Thirteen Lang turned a deaf ear to these discussions, and he focused all his energy on the prohibition in front of him. There is nothing left in the eyes, and I spend a moment of calm and anxiety, bitterness and joy.

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The first day passed. Another day passed, and it was the third day. Yuan Chaonian came as promised, and found that the Sanyuan Pavilion had changed owners; Thirteen Lang went to the forbidden building, and Tong Qi was nowhere to be seen.

Finding the arrival of Yuan Chaonian, the pride and treachery on his face, he lived in the hall as a "housekeeper", claiming that the thirteenth young master was simple by nature and did not know people's hearts and sinister, and had appointed himself as the head of the Sanyuan Pavilion to handle all transactions with spirit rune elixirs and even magic weapons.

The previous agreement reached between Yuan Chaonian and Shisanlang was invalidated, and the old man proudly announced that it was okay to sell on behalf of him, and he would pay the money first and then get the goods, and the price would be doubled. In addition, in order to protect the interests of the owner and the consignee, the spirit machine will sell the spirit runes that have been hyped up in limited quantities, such as one person can only buy one a day, and no duplicate purchases are allowed. ...,

"Brother, think about it, I'm actually helping you publicize it, selling it at a loss. Don't worry, the more people who taste the sweetness, the better your business will inevitably be. I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing goods, how effective the young master's spirit rune is, I don't need to emphasize it to you. If you feel a loss, it doesn't matter, the old man and I will contact the buyer by myself to ensure that it is out of stock. ”

When he met such a master, Yuan Chaonian couldn't say anything, so he could only secretly hate himself for not being cautious enough and not signing a written agreement with Thirteen Lang. In today's situation, I want to reason with Thirteen Lang, but there is still no time.

Yuan Chaonian knew very well in his heart that even if the price was doubled, there would still be a large number of customers willing to buy. The problem is that he didn't actually want to earn many spirit stones by buying these spirit runes, but to strengthen his cultivation on the basis of not losing money. It's good now, the price has suddenly doubled, and the pressure is really not small.

The matter fell into the hands of Lingji, and it was really okay for Yuan Chaonian not to agree. How well-informed his eyes and ears are, he has already figured out what kind of spiritual wit is; to put it mildly, if this old man is willing to operate, Yuan Chaonian will soon have a strong opponent, and it is possible that he will be copied back.

Thankfully, although the spirit machine went around the camp to explore, he didn't put his mind on making money, and the whole road was idle and idle, and he didn't know what he was busy with. After thinking about it, Yuan Chaonian had the idea of provoking the king of Hades to touch the little ghost, and negotiated with the clever words, and finally set the price at 800 spirit stones a piece, 50 pieces a day.

"Brother, you can hurt me, if you continue like this, it won't be long before my brother and I will go bankrupt!"

This time, Yuan Chaonian didn't dare to be careless, and forced the spirit machine to draw a sign and press the handprint, after getting the spirit rune, he took a long breath, sighed and complained again and again, and on his loyal and treacherous face, there was only pain and reluctance.

"Bankrupt!" you're embarrassed to say. ”

The inspiration was furious, pulling his hair, jumping on his feet, and spitting on his skin.

"There are three hundred primary spirit runes, and you need to take pills to restore your mana, and another hundred will be deducted, this is just hardware; in addition, the manual fee, the hard work fee, the labor fee, the overtime pay, and the delayed cultivation energy and time, the total amount of zero and zero is enough to add up to seven hundred and eighty-seven, the young master only earns you a few thirteen spirit stones for making a spirit rune, you are embarrassed to say bankrupt!"

The louder he talked, the more he reasoned, the more he was angry, angry and complaining, like a prostitute who was raped and didn't give money, crying blood and grievances, and scolded Yuan Chaonian dumbfounded, and didn't dare to pick up.

Lingji's heart became more and more proud, the expression on his face became more and more sad and angry, and he waved his hand and shouted: "Tell you, it's too late to regret it now, hey, what are you doing?"

"I still have something to do, brother, you're busy. See you later. ”

"Don't go, I have something to ask you!"

"Next time, next time, my little brother is really in trouble. "Yuan Chaonian's feet don't stop.

Lingji was a little anxious, and shouted at the back: "Brother is as smart as a torch." In your opinion, who has the most luck among the students of the Taoist Academy in this issue?"

"Luck?"

Yuan Chaonian was inexplicable, shook his hand angrily and said, "You still need to ask! It must be Brother Xiao's luckluck. ”

"yes? I think so. ”

Lingji suddenly smiled, pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands uneasily, and muttered to himself: "After looking for so long, it can be regarded as being found by the old man, hehe." Hey, hey!"

A little monk who came to buy a spirit talisman happened to see this scene, and was so frightened that he turned around and fled, not daring to look back and take another look.

"In this place, life can't be lived, not only is it expensive, but there are ghosts, living ghosts!"

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Thirteen Lang didn't know what was going on outside, and even if he knew, he didn't care, and at the moment he was engrossed in falling a stone. Don't dare to lose your mind at all.

It's like a cold window student waiting for the moment when the emperor list is announced. I couldn't suppress the turmoil in my heart, and it gradually made waves. ...,

The stones fell, silently.

The next moment, a fresh breath of life rose up, and the prohibition that was so simple and complicated to the extreme came to life.

One sand and one soil. One wood and one stone, each line is in the most appropriate position. Every detail is perfect, and it is a small area that is almost indistinguishable from the surroundings. Ordinary and full of life.

Thirteen Lang silently stared at the place, speechless for a long time.

The spring breeze blows on the face, bringing a ray of coolness that contains tranquility, I don't know if it is because of what I feel, the breeze is a little strong, and it sends a green shoot that has not yet fully bloomed.

The green sprouts landed in that place, tumbling and jumping, as if they were celebrating, as if they were running, and gradually moving away.

The surrounding sand, gravel, and broken wood, as well as particles lighter and smaller than the green shoots, did not move at all.

A smile appeared on Shisanlang's face, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and a wisp of red overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

He meditated on the spot, running his cultivation to regulate the breath in his body, and his expression was extremely calm.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, slowly stretched out his hand, raised it in the air and pondered for a moment, with pity and determination in his eyes.

The light flickered, the lines disappeared, the sand flew up, and the ground was a mess.

"Huh?" the old man let out a startled sigh from the window on the third floor.

Before the forbidden building, Thirteen Lang calmed down, and after a short rest, he raised his hand to release the spiritual thread, repeating the previous process again, as if reincarnation.

"Good!" the old man shouted, his voice full of joy and appreciation, and a hint of worry.

"I don't know how long he can support it. ”

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The night was deep, the night was deep, and before I knew it, Thirteen Lang had been squatting in front of the forbidden building for seven days in a row.

Whenever someone entered the building, he would stop what he was doing and observe others modestly and seriously. During this period, Thirteen Lang had seen at least seven ways to break this prohibition, and four of them he could easily master.

He still didn't try to break the ban, he still repeated the boring and boring process, but his movements became more and more proficient, and his speed became higher and higher. And every time he finishes it, he will take a short break, ponder for a moment, and then sweep away the cloth haode prohibition without hesitation and start again.

Many people witnessed this scene, some of them pointed out, some of them advised, and some of them regretted and ridiculed. In this regard, Shisanro either humbly thanked, or smiled, or simply turned a deaf ear and did not respond. After a long time, the students who passed by or broke into the forbidden building got used to this scene and became accustomed to it.

During this period, many people who knew Shisanlang came, and when they saw him concentrating, they didn't dare to disturb him. Tong Qi also came to see Thirteen Lang, sat with him for a while and then left in a hurry;

Murong Pei came, Du Yun came again, but he still couldn't rush to the third floor, Shangguan Xinya came, looked at it silently for a long time, sighed and quietly said goodbye.

Shisanlang ignored this, he got up every morning and went late at night, looking haggard day by day, but his spirit became more and more excited.

Late that night, when there was no one around, Shisanro brushed away the prohibition on the ground, stood up, and walked steadily to the front of the steps.

"Is it finally time to break the ban?"

The old man on the third floor said to himself with great interest: "Let the old man see what means the little guy has realized." ”

Downstairs, Shisanro looked at the steps that he had seen countless times and gently stretched out his hand.

Instead of lifting his leg, he reached out and picked up a stone on it, turning it slightly.

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Cultivation is boring and difficult to write, I will try to be as fast as possible to make the process more interesting;

You can't always live on plug-ins, right?

Also, don't think that these chapters are all exercises, be careful about some parts that seem to be essays, and they will be useful in the future.

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