[Ran^Text^Library] After entrusting Chixing City to Chen Suzhen and Cao Jinren, Wei Qiqi devoted himself to cultivation in a cave adjacent to Ruan Jing. 【Ran Library (7764)】.

There was still a lot of ink left from the Three Birds and Three Beasts from the Yulu Palace, and the nine-made mulberry paper was enough, Wei Qiqi put his distracting thoughts behind, picked up the interrupted practice, and continued to study the talisman.

I don't know if I have seen Pan Chengnian, Chu Tianyou, Jiuli, and Demon Phoenix's means of reaching the sky, and have comprehended it, or if I reunited with Qin and Yu, I was in a good mood, Wei XVII consciously put pen to paper, twenty-six kinds of basic talismans, jumped on the paper, and the form and spirit were possessed, and its handy place made people overjoyed.

After rehearsing the number of passages over and over again, Wei Qiqi stopped and did not continue, he thought carefully about the "Twenty-six Rune Source Book" from beginning to end, according to the number of ways to cultivate "runes" in Lingxiao Palace, step by step, and then he should try the rune array and prohibition, hook and overlap the basic runes, and study the more complex "paper runes". Wei Qiqi deliberated again and again and decided to skip this step and directly start drawing the "symbol".

With the mind as the pen, the true yuan as the ink, the void of heaven and earth as the paper, made with the hand, should be made, the symbol into the heaven and the earth crying, the ghosts and gods are frightened, it is for the "symbol".

The medium used by Wei 17 as a symbol is the "ink line".

The Zangxue Sword Pill was squeezed out from the center of his eyebrows, and with a sound of "Zheng", a blue and faint flying sword popped out, Wei Seventeen pinched the tail of the sword with three fingers, and silently transported the Heavenly Fox Earth Hidden Gong, and a thin line of inky blue popped out from the tip of the sword, stretching and contracting.

Imbued with the demon element, the ink line trembled slightly, bent and twisted, but it seemed to be uncontrollable, like a small worm holding its tail, struggling desperately.

This is already the extreme that Wei Seventeen can do, as for the intention to make a talisman, he can only sigh for the time being.

Controlling the ink line consumes a lot of divine consciousness and mental strength, and with Wei Seventeen's tenacity, he can't support it for too long, so he can't be in a hurry, he put away the sword pill, took out the demon refining sword, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth, spewed out a light blue Dan fire, and tried to quench the flying sword.

It's just that as an adjustment for the study of "symbols", Wei Qiqi also didn't have the heart of expectation, and he was happy to be happy, and he was happy if he didn't succeed. When his mental strength recovered, he threw the demon refining sword aside, and continued to urge the "ink line" to try to make a talisman.

Cultivation is a time-consuming thing, indulged in it, and can't notice the passage of time at all, Wei Qiqi stayed in the cave for a few years, during which he only went out a few times, looked at the recent situation of Red Star City and Dongming City, and met Qin Zhen and Yu Yao, as before.

Visitors from the heavens descended on this realm, and the fire qi of the upper realm was extinguished, and the cultivation of Qin and Yu was almost stagnant, and they were unable to go further and break through the sword silk pass, although Wei Qiqi did not practice the way of the sword, but his vision was beyond his peers, in his opinion, if there was no accident, they would stop at the sword qi in this life.

The news of Xu Changsheng's ascension to the throne reached Huzigou, which was also a major event, and Chen Suzhen told Wei Seventeen as soon as possible.

Wei 17 left Cheng Hou three months to pacify the world, but he overestimated him, Cheng Hou rode a tiger hard, fought for his life, tried his best, and finally killed Taiyi Sect Niu and Hu Er, and helped Xu Changsheng onto the dragon chair and sat firmly in the country. It is not a crime of war, he has done his best in this matter, and he can have a clear conscience.

Although it has been delayed for several "three months", Wei XVII does not intend to pursue it, this is just a test, the so-called test, 100 points is good, and 60 points can also be passed.

Ruan Jing couldn't go out of retreat, so he called Qin Zhen and Yu Yao to take a trip to Tonglu Town, and by the way, they took a break.

From Red Star City to Tonglu Town, it only took a few hours for the sword to descend, and the three of them lowered their flying swords and stepped into the town on foot.

The change of dynasties in the Central Plains has not changed anything, the officials are still those officials, the merchants are still those merchants, the people are still those people, the market is still peaceful, those intrigues, the division of interests has not affected the Western Regions, Emperor Shangao is far from a big truth, the real owner of Tonglu Town is still hidden behind the scenes, not worried about fate at all.

Wei Qiqi led Qin and Yu to wander around the town, went to the restaurant they had patronized and used some wine and meat, walked by the Xiluo River, and watched the painting boats full of flowers passing by, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was intermittent with the wind, which had a bit of the gentle and extravagant taste of Jiangnan.

The night was drunk, and on a whim, Wei Qiqi found a clean and tidy fishing boat by the river, and wanted to go to the heart of the Xiluo River to play. The shipowner's surname is Wu, he looks like he is in his forties, his face is tanned by the wind and rain, he rubs his hands and hesitates, he wants to speak and stop, it seems that there is another hidden secret, but after all, he can't stand the guest's generous shot, gritted his teeth, and agreed.

If this trip is done, it will be worth half a year's hard work, even if it takes some risks, it will be worth it.

The fishing boat is very grown, it can accommodate seven or eight people to sit idly, and the black boss pulls the oars at the stern, and the sound of the water is endless, carrying guests down the river.

The moon is close to the middle of the sky, the stars are reflected in the heart of the river, like a dream, Wei 17 stood at the bow of the boat, standing against the wind, taking out the moonlight wheel mirror from under the collar, and taking the light of the Taiyin on the back, Yu Yao stretched out his hand to caress the river, Hao wrist frost, watching the moonlight and starlight pass between his fingers, like a passing year.

Boss Wu reminded in a hoarse voice: "Be careful, guests, there are many drowning ghosts in the river, and they will harm people every time they appear on moonlit nights, and they can only be reincarnated if they find a substitute." ”

Yu Yao smiled slightly, retracted her hand, took out the handkerchief and wiped it dry, sat with her hands on her knees, her chin on her knees, looked at Wei Qiqi, her eyes flowed, and she hummed a little song gently.

"The sunset on the clear river is low, and the melancholy lonely boat is relieved. Birds go to the plain, people follow the flowing water, things ......"

After a pause, he hummed again, "...... The white clouds are thousands of miles away, and the stream before the bright moon is back. The lonely hatred of the ghost is far away, and the spring grass in the river is green. ”

She sang very softly, very gently, and enjoyed herself, Qin Zhen listened quietly, thinking, the words are elegant and tame, it should be the tassel in the Eight Maidens Le Ping who taught her to sing......

Tassels, tassels......

The fishing boat stopped in the middle of the river, and Boss Wu looked around vigilantly, listening to the sound of the water, and his heart was a little hairy. I don't know when the Xiluo River has become deserted on a moonlit night, as far as the eye can see, there is not a boat, and even the three painting boats full of flowers are far away on the shore, the lights are bright, and they dare not go to the center of the river.

The river wind whimpered, the dark clouds covered the bright moon, the chill gradually appeared, the black boss regretted it, trembling and was about to speak, suddenly heard a "bang" sound of water, not far away a huge whirlpool, it seemed that a big fish swam by, revealing an iron-like black back.

Qin Zhen pointed to the surface of the river and said in a manly voice: "Hey, there are big fish!"

Wu Lao Da has lived by the Xiluo River for a long time, casting nets and fishing in the river every day, selling to Huamanlou to make a few live money, but he has never seen such a big living thing, he immediately put his mind at ease, as long as it is not a drowning ghost, what is there to be afraid of a big fish, it is nothing more than food in the mouth, and money on the head of the cane.

There was another sound of water, and the river surged like a tide, pushing the fishing boats to sway and turn in the middle of the river. Boss Wu took out a harpoon from the cabin, stood firmly at the stern of the boat, popped out most of his body, stared at the river with blazing eyes, and said: "If you can fork that big fish, order spicy fish soup for the three guests to drink......

Qin Zhen glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't go over, that's a fish demon!"