Chapter 44: The Night Party

Night falls, and the sky is bright and starry.

In the antique house, Situ Sanlang sat cross-legged on the futon, meditating quietly.

He is sixty and eight this year, at such an age, in the same level of inscription masters, he is far from being old, but after all, he started too late in martial arts, he only came into contact with martial arts at the age of twenty-three, and his roots and bones have also been established, and it is difficult to grow again, although he has also collected a lot of elixirs over the years, but it has not had much effect, he is still stuck in the eightfold of the Enlightenment Spirit, unable to break through to the ninth level, or even the transcendent realm.

The hallmark of the Spirit Tattoo Master is to draw the talisman with the heart, and if you want to draw the talisman with the heart, you must release the aura.

That is, the transcendent realm of the imperial spirit.

As long as the aura entered his body, he felt severe pain all over his body, and being able to achieve the current Enlightenment Eightfold was already the ultimate he could do.

Not being able to become a spirit pattern master has also become a lifelong pain for him!

The spirit pattern master and the inscription master, the difference between one word and the other is very different.

Outsiders call him a master, but he knows very well that if he doesn't enter the spirit pattern master, he will never be able to deserve the word master.

Becoming a spirit pattern master, the inscriptions that can be drawn can be more complex, and the vision will also go to a higher level, and when the time comes, whether it is experience or spiritual control, it will be much stronger than that of the inscription master.

If he can't be lean in martial arts, his life will end soon, and his mental wear and tear over the years has been too serious, and his body is not as good as a year, I'm afraid that in another five or six years, he will no longer be able to draw inscriptions calmly.

He is very unwilling, he has seen the splendor of the rune world, and he is willing to give everything for it.

He wanted to die on the inscription, not die of old age like he did now. He could feel the novelty in the rune world every day, and at the same time, he felt himself getting old every day.

He knows that there are always too many regrets in life.

I will die one day, this is the law of life, mortals cannot disobey, but it is a pity that I have this ability......

Situ Sanlang shook his head and sighed, took out the inscription whiteboard from his arms, and then took the inscription pen in his hand and began to draw carefully.

Silverquill roamed the tip of the pen, and his wrist trembled slightly.

He is old, and he is not as good as he used to be.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the nanny said respectfully outside the door: "Master Situ, Shen Wannan of the Sifang Pavilion asks to see ......."

Shen Wannan?

Situ Sanlang was slightly stunned, and then remembered this person, but why did he come here so late?

He was slightly puzzled, then removed the inscription whiteboard and muttered, "Let him in." ”

The door was opened, and the neatly dressed Shen Wannan walked into the room, Situ Sanlang pointed to the futon in front of him, Shen Wannan bowed his hand slightly, and then respectfully changed into slippers, and sat opposite Situ Sanlang honestly.

Then he took out an inscription whiteboard and pushed it towards Situ Sanlang: "Recently, I have received a few runes, and I ask you to help estimate the valuation." ”

Situ Sanlang looked at Shen Wannan, who was respectful in front of him, and took the inscription whiteboard with some doubts: "If you estimate, you have an inscription master in the Sifang Pavilion, why do you need to come to me?" ”

Shen Wannan smiled silently.

Situ Sanlang's fingers slowly swept over those runes, and he felt them quietly with his heart, just half a minute, he put down the inscription whiteboard, shook his head and said: "Very ordinary runes, the strength of the caster is very low, probably only the appearance of six or seven levels of enlightenment, the spirit gathering array is a second-level rune array, the inscription whiteboard is an intermediate whiteboard, the quality is in the intermediate whiteboard, it is relatively good, but the caster is very skilled, he should be a veteran, and there are also some ideas added to it, the two light wind charms rotate oppositely, if you don't estimate it, I'll probably give about 18 to 25,000. ”

"Master Takami!" Shen Wannan smiled and patted his ass.

Situ Sanlang frowned: "What's so special about the person who drew this rune?" ”

Shen Wannan is the head of the Sifang Pavilion, and he will definitely not go to himself for the sake of this mere two thousand yuan, this rune is mediocre, it must be the person who drew the rune behind him.

"The master's eyes are like torches, and he can see through these little tricks of mine at a glance." Shen Wannan exclaimed, he didn't wear thousands of sycophants, anyway, he didn't need money, "The person who drew this rune is indeed a little special." ”

Situ Sanlang looked at him calmly.

"The person who drew this rune is a novice." Shen Wannan smiled.

"Newbie?" Situ Sanlang couldn't help frowning, "This technique doesn't look like a novice can sketch ......"

This rune has well-proportioned lines, and there is obviously no trembling in the slightest, and the caster has to maintain the blend of aura and spirit, and also sketch the rune without any deviation, which is almost impossible to do without long-term practice.

Shen Wannan nodded: "It is indeed a novice, I can assure you that the person who drew this rune, ten days ago, may not even know what a basic rune is and what a compound rune is." ”

"Impossible!" Situ Sanlang's brows furrowed even deeper, "A newcomer, no matter how talented he is, no matter how talented he is, no matter how diligent he is, it is impossible for him to go from a layman who doesn't know anything to the point of being able to draw compound runes in just ten days!" ”

The inscription is a lot, Situ Sanlang himself is also a genius, but it took more than a month to do this step, this is still under the condition that he has been practicing hard day and night, he does not believe that there is a genius who is more genius than himself, but in just ten days, he can go from ignorance to drawing compound runes, which is not a genius at all to describe, such a person, I am afraid that in the entire history of inscriptions, there are not necessarily two or three.

"Master Situ, although I also think this is incredible, this is the truth."

Shen Wannan spread his hands and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, you also know this person, if you don't believe it, we can find out now." ”

After Shen Wannan's repeated confirmation, Situ Sanlang's complexion suddenly changed, and he was no longer indifferent before: "Who is it?" ”

He was sure that among the people he knew, there should be no such demonic figures.

"Before, in the square pavilion in the south of our city......" Shen Wannan reminded slightly.

Situ Sanlang's face froze, and soon he showed a look of sudden realization, remembering the figure.

It's him......

Situ Sanlang felt his blood boiling all over his body: "Where is he and what is his name?" ”

"Jiangning, living at No. 72, Xinmin Road, ** District."

"Shouldn't it......" Situ Sanlang, who got the exact news, calmed down and began to think about the scene when he saw Jiang Ning at that time, "With the strength of his soul at that time, he shouldn't have been able to draw compound runes so quickly." ”

He looked at Shen Wannan suspiciously: "Are you mistaken?" ”

At that time, he checked Jiang Ning's soul strength, although he was considered a genius, it was definitely not so terrifying, at that time, he also had a heart of love, such a genius, even in the city of progress, can be regarded as a very top batch, but this is far from enough to make him put down his body and beg him to be his apprentice.

"It shouldn't ...... It shouldn't be ......"

Situ Sanlang pinched his beard, puzzled.

How can a person ...... in such a short period of time

His eyes froze.

Don't......

A bold guess suddenly rose in his mind.

Could it be that he had never been exposed to the occult art before?