After completing a small transformation, the "rope spirit" seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and there is no abnormal emotional feedback, except for a little bit of spirituality, the string in his hand is no different from ordinary ropes.

Meng Zhou tried to re-tie the knot, but when the knotted lines were again identical to the shape on the rubbing-stone paintings, no change occurred.

This made Meng Zhou understand that it would not work to be tricky.

In order to continue to improve, he had to refer to other rubbings and make new knots.

Looking at those chaotic lines, Meng Zhou had no clue.

However, he made a detailed count of the rubbings before putting them in his storage bag.

He marked the density of lines, the number of intersections, and the number of lines at the intersection of each drawing as a criterion for judging its difficulty.

After such statistics, Meng Zhou found that the rubbing stone carving he had selected before was not the simplest.

Out of a hundred rubbings, it can only barely squeeze into the top five, and four are simpler.

This gave Meng Zhou some extra confidence, and I had already done all the more difficult ones, and there were not many obstacles to holding them.

But the result was that when his full and almost exuberant passion was squeezed to the point that there was nothing left, Meng Zhou still got nothing.

Meng Zhou lay on the bed and fell asleep, Xu was full of thoughts about this matter before going to bed, that is, in his sleep, he was tying knots with his hands and ten fingers.

But the knot didn't come out, and in the end, all ten fingers were wrapped into the knot, and all of them were dead knots.

When he dreamed of this, Meng Zhou was shocked in his heart, and suddenly sat up, only to realize that it was just a dream.

After a little aftertaste, he shook his head and smiled: "It is also not easy to wrap all the ten fingers into it!" ”

Meng Zhou took out a roast leg of lamb and a few sweet and sour wild fruits from the storage bag, and thought about it while eating.

Storage bags are the best fresh-keeping equipment and provide him with a lot of convenience.

Every time he stays overnight, in addition to some freshly baked food, he will prepare more food and put it in a storage bag for later use, and he will pick some delicious wild fruits and put them in the storage bag by the way.

"Those rubbings have to find a way to crack them, but they can't delay their cultivation because of this.

In any case, the improvement of cultivation is the most important thing. ”

Meng Zhou took stock of his net worth, two medium-grade spirit stones, and 472 low-grade spirit stones. There were also a few miscellaneous loot.

"I'll take a look at the bazaar later."

Meng Zhou decided to buy some resources, no matter how many spirit stones there were, they were also external objects, and it was more reliable to cultivate in real terms.

……

Because of the special structure, Nuanyun Valley is like a series of sausages of different thicknesses and lengths strung together.

The Warm Cloud Valley Market is located in the central section of the valley, consisting of two vertical and horizontal streets, in the shape of a "well".

It is the most densely populated and most prosperous place in the valley, and it is still nearly fifty miles away from the Zawang Pavilion where Meng Zhou is located.

The reason why Meng Zhou did not settle in the bazaar was, of course, because the cost of the Zaohan Pavilion was cheaper and cost-effective, and the other was because of the prosperity.

According to the memory of the former master, due to the characteristics of Warm Cloud Valley, it is impossible to have the kind of strongman who can subdue all the disobedience by himself - if this kind of person really appears, people will also turn away at the moment of reaching the top, and the small pond can't keep the big fish, that's the truth.

This makes those forces in the Warm Cloud Valley have been in a dynamic stability of ups and downs, fights and troubles.

The bazaar is the focus of contention, and if you live here for a long time, you will inevitably be involved in it.

Neither the former lord nor Meng Zhou had this thought.

What's more, with the strength of his feet, it doesn't take an hour to go back and forth, and it doesn't take much time, so it can be regarded as cultivating thousands of miles of divine travel.

After entering the bazaar, Meng Zhou took a quick stroll.

In terms of scale, it is more than five times the size of the two streets at the end of Baiyue Bay, and the various resources required by the monks are far more complete than those of Baiyue Bay.

After walking around, there are already some more items in the storage bag.

Ten catties of first-order medium spirit rice, expenditure, and two lower-grade spirit stones.

One or two first-order medium spirit teas, expenditures, and four lower-grade spirit stones.

It was all bought in a store, and the reason why he was "seduced" by this store was completely attracted by the two sets of kitchen utensils and tea sets with a capital letter of free, delicate and small set placed at the door.

This kind of mundane thing, the cost price is not worth one or two gold, but it caught Meng Zhou's attention at first sight, and he was full of thoughts at that time:

"If only I could bring a set with me, I wouldn't vomit after eating the barbecue."

When he put a small pile of items in the storage bag and walked out of the store with the gift of the store, he saw the other party once again put out two sets of exquisite freebies to attract new customers, and thought, I am being tricked.

Finally, Meng Zhou came to a wide square in the center of the word "well", which is also the most lively area of the market.

Small grids are drawn on the ground of the square, and a grid is a small stall.

Those who practice stalls, watch, come and go, bargain, and are not lively.

Meng Zhouquan looked at it and gained a lot of knowledge, but there was nothing that needed to be started urgently.

Because he came relatively early, there were still many stalls empty and no one occupied, so Meng Zhou saw this, so he went to occupy one.

He laid out the loot that was useless to him, and did not make a noise to solicit customers, but sat behind the stall with his hands crossed, looking left and right, as if the wisher had taken the bait.

And not long after he occupied the stall, a thin young man took up a spare stall next to him.

This person immediately attracted Meng Zhou's attention, because he only had the cultivation of the third level of Qi cultivation, but he made no secret of the fact that he was carrying a storage bag.

According to Meng Zhou's secret observation, more than half of all the practitioners in the square did not have storage bags, or even if they did, they were not exposed.

Only those who have cultivated five or six levels or more will be more generous in exposing this.

The thin young man took out a set of elaborate foldable tables and chairs, placed the table in the middle of the checkered, and then took out a signature stand and placed it next to the table, with the words "Painted on the spot, the best quality".

Then, he placed several first-order low-grade talismans in front of the table, pressed them with ballast strips, sat down behind the table, took out the runes, pens, inks, runes, and paper, and began to draw them as if no one was around.

Seeing this situation, Meng Zhou thought to himself, this is also a gimmick.

Everyone knows that if it is not properly preserved, the shelf life of the first-order lower grade talisman is very short.

Because of its low price, it is more convenient to prepare some "fresh goods" at any time than to spend time thinking about how to preserve and extend the service life.

On-site production, of course, is the "freshest of fresh".

So, soon after the young man sat down, someone came to take care of his business.

He couldn't be distracted, he didn't speak, he just gestured with his eyes and continued to draw, which won more trust from his performance.

They didn't bother him, they took the required talismans, left the corresponding spirit stones to complete the transaction.

Meng Zhou looked interesting, and slowly, his eyes changed.

At first, he was just amused by the fact that he was trying to attract customers in this way, but he watched him run the rune pen, and as the shoulder, wrist, palm, and finger movements, a continuous implication of the rune line was generated under his pen, winding on the rune paper, they swirled, winded, overlapped.

An illusion gradually rose in Meng Zhou's heart.

What he dragged in his pen was not a line, but a line, a rope.

Meng Zhou, who studied the knotted rope and studied it in his dream, naturally had such an association.

At this moment, he had a feeling of blessing to his soul.

"That's right, from a certain point of view, there is some kind of secret agreement between those rubbing knot tracks and talismans."

"The method of knotting is not simply a weaving technique, but a method of knotting the knot into the desired pattern.

I don't know much about talismans, but I do know some basic principles.

In the painting, the most important point is that it can be done in one go, without interruption, not only the shape cannot be broken, but even the divine will cannot be broken.

It must run through to the end, and even connect end to end, connecting into a ring.

And this is a characteristic that ropes are born with, innate! ”

"So, if the rope is woven into the shape of a talisman using the method of making talismans, what will be the effect?"

Meng Zhou wasn't sure what the effect would be, but it provided him with crucial inspiration for unraveling the ninety-nine rubbings.

Originally, he was at a loss for what to do about it, and he didn't know how to proceed.

Now, I don't dare to say that it must be right, but at least there is a direction to try.

"I'm going to learn talismans." He thought to himself.

After completing several orders automatically, the young man finally finished drawing a talisman, and he put down the talisman pen and let out a long sigh of relief.

Meng Zhou also retracted his gaze and paid attention to his stall, there were more and more people in the square, and the business of each stall was getting better and better, Meng Zhou was curious, why was no one here to care?

Puzzled in his heart, after careful observation, Meng Zhou found that when the monks who came and went to watch passed by his stall, they would also look at it curiously, and then their expressions changed slightly, and they sped up to leave.

Meng Zhou was puzzled until he saw a suspicious dark mark somewhere on the floor.

This "paving cloth" itself was not serious, it was originally the outer robe taken off by the five-layer headless monk who practiced qi, and was later used by him to wrap the spoils of war.

After removing the unnecessary items, the parcel was much smaller, and he cut off the sleeves of his coat, and then cut it from the side to make a piece of cloth, but if you look closely, you can still see that it was once a coat worn by people.

Few people would do this with the clothes they were wearing, not to mention, the dark mark was the trace of dried blood, and looking at the miscellaneous items placed on it, it was easy to think of "the spoils of war after killing people and stealing goods".

Although the origin of the items that appeared in the stalls in this square is somewhat debatable, and everyone knows it, it is rare to be so undisguised.

Meng Zhou realized his mistake and was about to close the stall and leave, but a sturdy man stopped in front of his stall, his eyes swept around the stall, and finally stopped on a long sword, asking:

"How is this sword sold?"

Meng Zhou secretly praised the other party's discerning eyes in his heart, this long sword was a spare weapon placed in the storage bag by the fifth-layer headless cultivator of Qi cultivation, and it was the most valuable of all the items in this stall.

Realizing his mistake, Meng Zhou didn't want to stay here for a long time, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do." ”

After that, Meng Zhou had already stood up and was about to start closing the stall, but the other party hurriedly said, "All!" I've got all of these things! ”

Meng Zhou was stunned, he could dispose of all these bits and pieces at once, of course he was willing.

So, he stopped and asked, "How much can you give?" ”

"Thirty lower-grade spirit stones." The other party made a decisive offer.

Meng Zhou hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." ”

In addition to the long sword that the other party had taken a look at at at the beginning, there were also two long swords and one battle knife, which were originally the main battle weapons of the third-level and fourth-level Qi cultivation monks.

There are also some pills that are always available for home travel, detoxification and healing, hemostasis and pain, and the effect is ...... Well, the value for money is good.

There are also some fragmentary items, even if they are second-hand, the total value will not be less than forty low-grade spirit stones.

But what people give is a package price, not to mention, if the price is not reduced, he will have to pay a lot of time to sell all these items.

Therefore, Meng Zhou nodded and agreed without much hesitation.

The other party simply put thirty lower-grade spirit stones in Meng Zhou's hand.

Along with that, there is also a card.

and Shengtang.

Meng Zhou took the card and looked at him with some confusion.

The other party had a warm smile on his face, "My name is Zheng Sheng, and I am the head of Hesheng Hall." I think Daoist friends are very face-to-face, so they should be new soon, right? ”

"There are so many monks in Warm Cloud Valley, do you remember them all? Or maybe you haven't seen me before? Meng Zhou said.

The other party shook his head: "Other monks are okay, I can't be impressed by a character like you." ”

Meng Zhou pinched the card in his hand and shook it, and asked, "Then what do you mean?" ”

The other party smiled: "There is no other meaning, make a friend." ”

Speaking of this, he remembered and said:

"Oh, we and Sheng Tang are negotiating with several other forces in the valley to join forces to hold a high-profile auction.

If you still have something good in your hand, you may wish to consider it.

If you can send something to Heshengtang within a month, and it is certified to be available for auction, we will get as much as you sell. ”

After that, the other party nodded and smiled at Meng Zhou again, then put the pile of purchased items into the storage bag and left, and continued to walk slowly in front of other stalls.

"It's ...... Treat me as a robbery? Meng Zhou was a little speechless in his heart.

He didn't stay in this square for long, and went straight to an attic next to the square, the Treasure Pavilion.

After about half an hour, Meng Zhou walked out of it with a painful face.

I was inspired by watching the youth make talismans live, and decided to learn talisman making, and the first step in talisman making is to buy a talisman pen.

This is a huge expense that he didn't expect before going out this morning, and it directly turned him into a poor egg.

The first-order medium-grade rune pen, and the lower-grade spirit stone 600.

He let the other party soak for a long time, and the price was not relaxed at all, and the only result was to get two gifts, a "Beginner to Talisman Making" that included five basic talisman production methods, and fifty basic talisman materials.