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After the boat was full of guests, it slowly moved, swung towards the center of the river, went down the river, and drove to Fenglingjin - when it reached that side, it was the territory of Yangzhou, and after some more travel, it could return to Jing County.

On the ship, Chen Sanlang spent a lot of money to get a cabin to live in, which was much better and quieter.

I have been working hard all the way, killing the barbarian army, and I really have no time to spare, but now sitting in the cabin, I can finally settle down.

Pondering on his knees, the ancient books in his mind emerge, there is a simple atmosphere, and the words on the pages are one by one, line by line, bright and bright, very eye-catching.

A lot of brilliance shrouds, making the soul warm and comfortable.

The soul is the center of the person, and if the soul is strong, the spirit is refreshing and the person is full of vitality.

On the ancient books, the wisps are actually entwined with many breaths, and the colors are not consistent, which seems to be mixed. However, these breaths are gentle in nature, and they are very attached to the edge of the ancient book, wanting to be absorbed into it. However, ancient books are not accepted in their entirety, but are selectively absorbed

Chen Sanlang understood that the origin of these breaths should come from those people who were saved, and they were grateful for their virtues, and their beliefs and hearts turned into breath, and they were automatically attracted by ancient books.

After some review, Chen Sanlang was pleased to find that there were slight signs of lifting in the corner of the ancient book, which meant that it would not be long before another happy chapter could be opened.

Every time a page is opened, Chen Sanlang's strength grows. A while ago, the "swordsmanship" he gained from turning the pages of the book benefited him greatly.

As the old saying goes: opening the book is beneficial, but honesty is not deceiving.

Withdrawing from the world of his mind, Chen Sanlang opened his eyes. With a touch of the hand, he pulled out a little thing.

White and transparent. It's so subtle that it's crumpled together. It looks like a ball of silk, a little bit, very rare.

This is the divine silk, a total of nine.

Each of the divine silks is so slender that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, and even if several are mixed together, they are quite inconspicuous.

These nine divine silks are the biggest harvest of Chen Sanlang's trip to Laoshan Mountain.

Xiaoyao Fudao was stingy, and he was only willing to give five, and Chen Sanlang despised him very much. I gave four more in pain:

"I said scholar, this is divine silk, not ordinary silk, divine silkworm spinning silk, after a hundred years, do you think it is so easy to get?"

This is the truth, if it is not rare and rare, how can it be called a treasure of heaven and earth, and can refine a magic weapon-level treasure?

Right now. Chen Sanlang is about to start refining the demon binding rope.

In the past, the materials and materials were poor, but in fact, through special methods, soul power was infused, so that some ordinary things were contaminated with mana. The name is "Kaiguang".

The magic weapon of the enlightenment level, and it is the lowest level, so it is the same as the original name. It is directly called a jute rope, and I dare not call it a "demon rope". Otherwise. It's inevitable to laugh and be generous. It's just that now with the divine silk, it's different.

He took out a loop of jute rope. Placed in front of you.

This circle of jute rope due to the use of a lot, the original very yellow color has become dull, many places hairy, and even damaged, thrown to the ground, others still think it is a rotten hemp rope, are too tripping.

It can be said that this light-opening magic weapon has reached the point where it is about to be broken, maybe if it is used once or twice, the mana attached to it will be dissipated, and it will completely break and shatter, becoming a real waste.

Chen Sanlang decided to use this jute rope and mix it into the divine silk for refining.

Refining the Demon Binding Rope is not a simple matter, but Chen Sanlang has already carried out many refining before, and he is quite skilled in the technique, so he dares to take advantage of the spare time of the boat to start refining magic weapons.

He is busy here, and the free rich road that lives next door is not idle. But when he saw this Taoist priest, he first listened attentively to see if there were any suspicious signs around, and when he was sure that everything was fine, he showed the inheritance scroll with one hand and took out the yin and yang gourd with the other.

Recite a spell, and the eagle demon emerges from the gourd. The silkworm in his body was highly poisonous, but he was not dead, but his face was gray and black, shrunken into a ball, and he was like a gossamer, unable to move.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest was not in a hurry, and there were words in his mouth, and then he pointed and pointed, and there were charms that continued to enter the body of the eagle demon, and they disappeared in an instant.

After about half an hour, the Taoist priest was finally busy, panting, obviously this act was very depleting of mana, he reached out and wiped his sweat, only to feel a dry mouth, and then put the eagle demon into the gourd.

"It seems that it is not easy to train this evil beast into a Taoist soldier, and it will take a lot of effort to do it, so I can't be in a hurry. ”

As he spoke, he felt hungry, so he opened the door and walked out. I wanted to knock on Chen Sanlang's door, but when I walked to the door, I suddenly noticed something unusual:

"Tsk, this scholar is an impatient, so he started to do it. ”

But it's no wonder that with good materials in hand, how can you resist the excitement in your heart.

So he swaggered out of the cabin and went outside by himself. He was wearing a Taoist robe, his sleeves flicked, and he didn't know where to conjure up a whisk of dust, which was raised very chicly, and thousands of wisps were extravagant, and the fairy wind and bones were fully displayed.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

What a worldly demeanor!

This kind of style is so familiar to him that it immediately attracts the sideways glances of everyone on the ship.

This boatload of people, most of them are fleeing Yongzhou people, flustered, dazed, and weak-willed. In such a situation, it is easiest to preach and evangelize, and to develop believers is twice as effective with half the effort.

Xiaoyao Fudao didn't have that kind of thought, but instinctively acted like a master and acted ostentatiously.

The boats were moving through the river, and at midnight the wind suddenly became stronger, the rain was swift and crackling, and occasionally lightning swept through the gloomy night sky, and thunder roared.

The wind and rain were mixed and the waves were turned up, which made the ship very turbulent and a little uncontrollable.

Encountering this change, the people on the ship showed frightened expressions.

You must know that this ship is not a big ship, if the waves are turbulent, the ship will be overturned if you are not careful, in that case, the whole ship will be destroyed.

"Bodhisattva bless!"

"Please open the eyes of the gods, and let me not be harmed......"

Some of the passengers fell to the ground and made a vow to survive the ordeal.

"Oh, there's a demonic spirit, it's not good, it's a water monster making waves!"

It didn't take long for a group of people to gather around him, and he was proud of his wealth, and suddenly pinched his fingers and said.

The people around him were convinced, and they knelt on the ground one after another, asking the master to exorcise demons and slay evil spirits and calm the waves.

Xiaoyao Fudao looked calm, strode to the bow deck, and was about to show his housekeeping skills, and sent two "palm thunders" into the water.

"Huh?"

The Taoist priest was about to raise his palm, when he suddenly felt something and glanced back.

Whoa!

It is strange to say that the wind and rain were stagnant in an instant, and the originally turbulent waves slowly calmed down.

"Immortals!"

The people who were watching from the back couldn't hold back anymore at this moment, and the black press knelt down for a large part.

"This, this Dao Master hasn't done his work yet......"

The Taoist priest muttered in his heart.

In the cabin, Chen Sanlang couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, held a glorious rope in his hand, and said with a smile: "Today's long tassel is in your hand, when will you tie up Canglong?" (to be continued......) i1292

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