Fan Qiuming used his hand as a pen and spiritual power as ink to carve a small formation on the waste spirit stone.

Now that there are materials, of course I have to make some gadgets for Qiu Lin, this thing also has a special role.

"Yun Ling, help me find two red ropes."

"Okay!"

During this time, Van Qiuming's fingers swam on the spirit stone, and the lines were very fine, as if they had been cut with a needle.

Ordinary people will feel their scalp tingle when they see it, let alone Fan Qiuming's portrayal on it.

Finally, the spirit stone is carved into a beautiful work of art, and a perfect spirit stone pendant is completed, and now it is up to Yun Ling to find the red rope.

"Master, I've found it."

Yun Ling ran in from outside the house, still holding a small tube of red thread in his hand, which is the kind of thin thread that usually sews clothes.

"This, I'm afraid it's a little too fine! Will it strangle your neck if you wear it..."

"Huh? But that's all Yun Ling can find! ”

Hearing Fan Qiuming say this, her face was full of loss, and she seemed to think that Fan Qiuming was a little dissatisfied with her.

"However, it's okay, you can use it if you make it up."

Seeing the loss on her face, Fan Qiuming hurriedly comforted.

"Yun Ling, you've done a great job!"

"Really?"

She was skeptical.

"Really!"

Fan Qiuming smiled at her with an affirmative smile.

"Well, Yun Ling believes in the master!"

"Then I'm here to help, master!"

She volunteered.

"And will you?"

Fan Qiuming looked at her with some confusion.

"Yun Ling can learn from you, master!"

As he spoke, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Okay! Look at it. ”

Van Tyumen took out a red thread.

"Bend it like this first, and the thread will pass through here..."

He taught her step by step, and Yun Ling also learned slowly with him.

"Then repeat the steps, and when the length is about the same, just tie the end of this line with the head!"

"Such a red thread braided rope would be fine!"

Van Tyuming looked at her hands a little clumsy, but she was still trying to weave the rope.

"Bend over first, then go through... Repeat the steps..."

Yun Ling silently repeated Fan Qiuming's words in his mouth, and his hands were still busy.

"After the length is about the same, tie a knot between the head and the tail."

"Master Yunling is also finished."

She said happily, waving the rope in her hand, like a child waiting for praise after receiving a certificate!

"Yes, that's smart!"

Fan Qiuming looked at the red rope in her hand and touched her head, although the movement was slower, but the weaving was no worse than his own weaving.

He took the red rope from Yun Ling's hand, picked up the freshly carved spirit stone, and made a hole in it.

It is guaranteed that it will not affect the aesthetics, but also allow the above formation to operate normally.

After that, the red rope is threaded through, and then the end of the thread is connected.

A simple amulet is done!

Fan Qiuming picked up these two spirit stone talismans, these two talismans could naturally absorb the aura and slowly run the formation.

And its basic function is to adjust the best condition of the human body, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, it will not feel too cold or too hot.

And there is also a positioning array in it, and the position can be sensed by Van Tyumen within a certain range.

Finally, and its most important function, Van Qiuming also depicted a life-saving formation, which could withstand the blows of monks at the peak of Qi training.

It's just that it can only be used once, and then the spirit stone talisman will shatter.

His current strength can only do this, mainly because the portrayal formation consumes too much spiritual power, and it is already the limit to be able to make these two.

Yun Ling looked at the talisman, and couldn't help but feel a little envious in his eyes, but he was seen by Fan Qiuming.

The reason why I didn't do it for Yun Ling was because Yun Ling basically stayed by his side, and the second was that his own spiritual power was not enough.

But he knew that Yun Ling also wanted him to value her.

"Okay, don't be envious, I'll make one for you later!"

Van Tyuming put away the amulet and touched her head.

Although it was a very simple action, it was very useful, and Yun Ling also liked to touch her head.

"Hmmm! The spirits all listen to their masters. ”

"Shhhhh

Van Tyuming suddenly felt a stab in his back...

Turning his head, he saw that Mian Xiaomeow was grabbing him behind his back, and it turned out that Mian Xiaomeow had been hiding behind him, so he said where he went...

But what Fan Qiuming didn't expect was that Mian Xiaomeow's strength seemed to have become a little bigger, although he didn't deliberately defend, his physical body was still very strong.

The general pain Fan Qiuming basically couldn't feel, but he was uncomfortable being scratched by Xiao Mian.

"It shouldn't stay behind me forever!"

Fan Qiuming couldn't help but think in his heart.

He picked up Mian Xiaomeow and gently stroked its back, while Xiao Mian lay in his arms with enjoyment, rubbing his chest.

At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and it seemed that Fan Qiulin and Shangguan Wanwan had returned.

Yun Ling heard the sound and hurriedly changed back to the appearance of his mobile phone, lying quietly at the head of the bed.

"Brother, we're back!"

As soon as the door opened, I heard Van Qiulin shouting.

Shangguan Wanwan pushed her into the door, but she continued to talk in her wheelchair.

"Brother, let me tell you that Sister Wanwan is handsome today, and she beat the hooligans in that café down in three or two clicks."

Van Qiulin said proudly as if the hooligans were defeated by her, and there seemed to be some hint of invitation in her words.

Fan Qiuming didn't worry too much, and there would be no major incidents with Shangguan Wanwan.

"Did you meet a hooligan?"

Two beauties went out, and it was fake to say that it was not noticeable.

But Van Qiulin shook her head.

"It's not us, it's Sister Shiyi!"

Hearing Mao Shiyi's name, Fan Qiuming was stunned at first, and then quickly sobered up.

"Is that her? It's normal. ”

"That's hard work for you."

Fan Qiuming walked up to them with Mian Xiaomeow in his arms, but Fan Qiulin hugged Mian Xiaomeow over.

"It's not hard, it's all Sister Wanwan's running away, hehe..."

Fan Qiulin smiled and picked up Mian Xiaomeow in her arms.

"Seeing that you are so proud, I thought you ran away!"

Fan Qiu understood her.

"A small gift for you!"

He took out the two amulets and handed them to each of them.

"It's a nice look at what it is."

Fan Qiulin took the amulet, and immediately felt a burst of coolness, and the burning sensation of being exposed to the sun in her body seemed to disappear.

"It's so cool..."

Shangguan Wanwan took it and sighed.

"An amulet for you."

"It's amazing... Brother, how did you get it? ”

Van Tyulin was fascinated by the miraculous effects of the amulet.

"Hmm... Secret! ”

"Cut, stingy..."

Only Shangguan Wanwan stared at the talisman, her eyes were full of essence, as if she had obtained some treasure.

"Alright, take it! Are you hungry? I'm going to cook. ”

Fan Qiuming walked to the kitchen, washed his hands first, and then Shangguan Wanwan also walked in.

"I'm here to help, too!"

"Hmm!"

Van Tyuming nodded.

Fan Qiulin was the only one who secretly watched outside the door, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Hmph... Stinky brother, see the lust and forget the righteousness..."

Saying that, he hugged Mian Xiaomeow and went back to the room.

"How is this amulet made?"

Shangguan Wanwan still couldn't help but ask.

"A low-grade spirit stone, and then carve some formations, there is no secret."

He said it lightly, as simple as drinking water.

"Spirit stones? Formation? ”

Hearing these two words, her heart shook.

"You're going to do that?"

"Of course. Keep the talisman well so as not to lose it, it may be life-saving at a critical moment. ”

After saying that, Fan Qiuming did not intend to continue the topic, but took care of the ingredients in his hand.

Shangguan Wanwan also believed his words very much, and put the talisman around his neck and hid it under his clothes.

"By the way, what do you mean when you say that Mao Shiyi was harassed by hooligans, normal?"

Remembering what Fan Qiuming said just now, she asked again.

"You said her?"

Fan Qiuming stopped what he was doing, glanced at Shangguan Wanwan, and moved his hand unhurriedly.

"She's not an ordinary girl, her identity is still quite mysterious!"