Day 2.

Early in the morning, Yuan Ming still completed the refining of the embryo first, and then under the guidance of Senior Brother Fangge, he walked through the fire workshop to the instrument house.

Located behind the fire square, it is a small courtyard that stands out from the house.

Compared with the bustle and chaos on the side of the fire workshop, the utensils house, which is only a dozen steps away, seems too quiet and peaceful.

Yuan Ming walked quickly into the middle hall of the courtyard, and the first thing he saw was an exhibition hall with various items, most of which included things such as saddles and sheaths made by the disciples on the other side of the fire workshop, as well as some weapons of swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

He unconsciously slowed down, walked among them, looked left and right at the dazzling array of weapons, and saw that only a few of them were engraved with strange runes, and he knew that they should all be magic weapons.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Yuan Ming hurriedly turned around, and immediately saw a middle-aged man in a short robe, short hair scattered, and a scruffy beard, standing not far away with his ears in one hand and a bundle of white paper tubes in the other.

What hung on the man's waist was the same green waist card of the inner disciple as Chen Wan's square, and it was probably that senior brother.

"I've seen Senior Brother Amuhe." Yuan Ming immediately saluted.

"These magic weapons are very beautiful, especially those runes, the combination of lines is simply art." The middle-aged man who looked a little sloppy stepped forward, his eyes fell on the magic weapon in the display case, and exclaimed.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming carefully looked at the runes on those magic weapons.

After a closer look, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Originally, it was just a simple line outline, but when he poured his mind into it and looked closely, it writhed like a living thing.

Some lines are soft and twisted like flowing water, some lines are densely copied like grass and trees, and some lines are violently twisted like flames......

Yuan Ming looked at it as if he had fallen in, his eyes were condensed, and he stood still.

I don't know how long it took for him to be tapped on the shoulder, and the vision in front of him suddenly disappeared and he regained consciousness.

He looked back blankly and saw the scruffy senior brother, staring at him with a frown.

"What do you see?" Senior Brother Sloppy asked.

Yuan Ming paused, and then told what he had just seen and felt.

The sloppy senior brother listened carefully, his brows furrowed more and more, as if he had some big doubts, and he was speechless for a long time.

Yuan Ming watched his expression change, and his heart hung up, not knowing what was going on.

Just when he was a little nervous, he suddenly saw that the senior brother's face full of stubble suddenly loosened, and he laughed.

This time, Yuan Ming was even more at a loss.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to be a fellow practitioner, my name is Amuhe, what's your name, little brother?" The sloppy senior brother patted Yuan Ming on the shoulder and laughed loudly, which shocked Yuan Ming's ears for a while.

Before Yuan Ming could answer, there was an angry scolding from several rooms in the courtyard with closed doors and windows:

"Amuhe, shut your dog's mouth......"

"Amuhe, laugh again and pull out Ling's tongue......"

"Amuhe, Quiet ......"

……

When Amuhe heard this, he immediately silenced him, then lowered his voice and said to Yuan Ming: "Hurry up, hurry up, those old guys are carving talismans for magic weapons, and if they fail for a while, they should blame us again." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Yuan Ming's sleeve and walked towards the backyard.

Yuan Ming followed behind him, and he heard a burst of broken thoughts in a very low voice: "If the mother-in-law doesn't give birth to a baby, it's strange that there is no embroidery on the edge of the kang, day by day, people don't do it, and the road is uneven......"

Yuan Ming suddenly felt that this son had a lot of resentment.

The two came all the way to a house in the backyard, and Amuhe put down the paper tube in his hand, turned around and closed the door.

Yuan Ming glanced at the room and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I saw that the room was not too big, and the furnishings were stuffed, but it was extremely inconsistent with Amuhe's sloppy image, and the house was very tidy.

In addition to a bed on the north wall and two square tables in front of Yuan Ming, there are rows of wooden bookshelves on the east and west walls of the room, and round paper tubes are neatly stacked inside.

The two square tables in front of him were joined together to form a long table, on which were neatly arranged pen holders, ink and inkstones, and next to it were a pile of neatly stacked white paper.

Under the table, there are three large bamboo frames side by side, filled with crumpled paper.

What made Yuan Ming a little puzzled was that there was also a wooden bucket of water next to the bamboo basket, which was pitch black and reflected shallow ripples.

"Little brother, what did you just say, what is your name?" Amuhe looked at Yuan Ming and asked.

Yuan Ming was free at this time, and hurriedly reported his name.

Yuan Ming...... I don't think I've heard anyone talk about it......" Amuhe scratched at his somewhat messy hair.

Immediately, he shook his head again, as if he didn't remember who had said it, and felt that it was not very important, and asked:

"Ordinary disciples don't come to Qilu, what is the matter with you, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"I completed the Thousand Temper Embryo yesterday, and the Lord of the Three Caves ordered me to come and learn to draw talismans from my senior brother." Yuan Ming said.

Hearing this, Amuhe nodded, and said, "Not bad, not bad, the last person who completed the Thousand Tempered Embryos was still ......."

"It's still the last one." He thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't come up with the man's name.

Yuan Ming was speechless for a while.

"Just now you said that you will have different perceptions when you look at those runes, which is very good, it means that you are either quite talented in drawing runes, or you are born with a strong soul." Amuhe didn't feel embarrassed at all and spoke.

Yuan Ming thought about it, and felt that there was a high probability that it was the latter, and his divine soul was not inherently strong, but due to the cultivation of the "Dark Moon Technique".

As soon as he thought of this, he subconsciously thought of the mysterious silver cat, but this thought was only fleeting.

"Senior brother, why do I have such a feeling?" Yuan Ming asked.

"The runes on those magic weapons you see have all been injected, and they already have the basic attributes of communicating the aura of heaven and earth, and when your soul is poured into it and your divine thoughts are focused enough, you can naturally see it." Amuhe said.

Yuan Ming suddenly felt that when he looked at the runes drawn on Elder Blackwood's Codex before, he didn't have that feeling.

"Since you're here, I'll start teaching you today, starting with the recognition of symbols." Amuhe said.

So saying, he turned and took out a hand-nailed book from the shelf, laid it on the long table, and opened it.

"This one with the twisted lines of the arc is a flame pattern, this three lines are twisted side by side, it is a water wave pattern, and this angular one is a soil and rock pattern......" Amuhe said as he turned the page.

Yuan Ming saw it in his eyes, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

He found that the runes that Amuhe had shown him were very different from what he had seen in Elder Kuroki's Codex, and they were also different from what he had seen on the magic weapon outside.

"Senior Brother......

"Shut up." Before Yuan Ming could ask, he was interrupted by a scolding.

Yuan Ming was startled, and looked at the senior brother who was suddenly angry, a little at a loss.

"When I talk about rune knowledge, I am not allowed to interrupt." Amuhe said sharply.

"Understood." Yuan Ming swallowed his saliva, and then he knew why Senior Brother Fang Ge would say that Amuhe had a strange personality.

Amuhe continued to explain, and continued to flip back, only to find that the runes in the back began to become "normal", and they corresponded to the runes he had seen before.

After all the runes were displayed, Amuhe asked, "Is there anything you don't understand?" ”

"Oh, senior brother, I just want to ask, how is the first few runes so different from the later ones?" Yuan Ming asked hurriedly.

"The first few are the most basic five-element attribute runes, just like the strokes for learning to write, and the later runes are mostly their deformation or recombination. Let you learn this in case you see it in the future and not recognize it. Amuhe explained.

"I see." Yuan Ming said suddenly.

"You just start learning, don't be in a hurry to write, first memorize all the appearance of these runes, only if you have the runes in your heart, your subordinates can draw them." Amuhe said.

"Yes." Yuan Ming immediately responded.

"You start with the flame pattern, look at it carefully, remember every detail, and then try to draw it." Amuhe said.

As he spoke, he flipped to the flame pattern and asked Yuan Ming to observe it carefully.

"I'm optimistic." Yuan Ming stared at it for a moment and nodded.

When Amuhe heard this, he stared at Yuan Ming without speaking, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with his perfunctory.

Yuan Ming had to stare at the rune carefully for a while before he raised his head and said, "I'm really optimistic." ”

He is not weak, and he has the ability to remember, so it is not perfunctory, but he has really memorized all the details of the flame pattern in his mind.

"Let's try to draw it." Amuhe spread out a piece of paper and said.

With that, he took a brush from the pen holder, licked the ink, and handed it to Yuan Ming.

Only then did Yuan Ming notice that the ink in the inkstone did not need to be ground and was not consolidated, and the ink was black and red, and the fine sandy matter could be seen, which was obviously not ordinary ink.

Yuan Ming hadn't touched the pen for a long time, but when he took it, he held the pen quite naturally, and his movements did not seem jerky.

He was wearing the short shirt of the Fire Refining Hall, so he didn't need to raise his sleeves with one hand and hold a pen with the other, so he immediately took a deep breath, carefully visualized the lines of the flame pattern in his mind, and then began to outline it.

As the pen twisted, a red and black line began to take shape on the white paper, which was unexpectedly smooth.

When Amuhe saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a little surprised.

He was surprised that Yuan Ming was so confident, and he did not hesitate at all when he put down the pen, so there was no need to break the pen and continue to draw.

You must know that drawing runes is the most taboo to break the pen, and the broken pen is like breaking the breath, requiring a stroke to draw, in one go.

He obviously didn't mention it, but Yuan Ming actually did it.

When Yuan Ming stopped writing, Amuhe frowned and asked, "I said you kid, have you already learned to draw talismans?" ”

"Nope." Yuan Ming shook his head, but he was a little panicked in his heart.

"That's weird, how do you know you're going to finish a single stroke?" Amuhe asked.

Drawing talismans had to be done in one go, and Yuan Ming had seen it in Elder Kuroki's codex, so he already knew it without Amuhe talking about it.

But between knowing and doing, there are still 108,000 miles away, and he himself is a little surprised by this.

(End of chapter)