"Uncle Hua, where is the rope for sale? It doesn't need to be too thick, the stronger the better. ”

"Ropes, what does the young master want to buy ropes?"

Chen Sanlang replied vaguely: "Some uses...... You can take me to buy it. ”

After going around the county seat and running three shops, I finally bought a jute rope with the thickness of a little thumb, which was quite tough. I bought a total of ten sticks, each one zhang long, and they were all made in accordance with the requirements on the "Demon Binding Formula".

Carrying ten jute ropes back, Uncle Hua looked puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what the young master was going to do.

Put the rope in the study, let Uncle Hua go out to work, close the door, and officially start to practice the "Demon Binding Technique".

This method is not difficult, it should be taught directly by the dragon girl, as the old saying goes: "The law does not pass on the six ears", teaching it to the ears and instilling it directly is really refreshing. Concentrate on understanding and comprehending, after a little half a day's effort, you have mastered seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and you can carry out another important matter.

Refining rope magic weapons.

After mastering the magic technique, it is necessary to have relevant magic weapons to cooperate in order to exert its power. The higher the level of the relevant magic weapon, the more powerful it is, and the bundle is accurate.

The dragon girl has no magic weapons and magic weapons to give, so she can only rely on Chen Sanlang to refine it herself, but it is not easy. But he didn't care if he had the opportunity to practice it himself. Accumulating these valuable experiences is much more useful than the empty preaching in many books.

At his current level, he could only refine entry-level Enlightenment Magic Weapons—of course, he didn't have any better materials at hand to refine high-level magic weapons.

According to the Dragon Maiden, the Light Activator was almost able to subdue the evil object.

Chen Sanlang first took out a jute rope and placed it in front of him, and then refined it according to the mantra recorded in the "Demon Binding Formula".

The young master closed the door and closed the door, and one gate was a whole day, which made Uncle Hua not worried, after thinking about it, he felt that it was not the right way, and hurriedly ran to sue Chen Wang.

Chen Wang asked, "Is the young master studying?"

Uncle Hua scratched his head: "There are some sounds in the room, but it doesn't sound like reading, it looks like chanting." ”

Chen Wang smiled: "Uncle Hua, you heard it wrong, how can the young master recite the scriptures." ”

Uncle Hua frowned: "Maybe I really heard it wrong." ”

"It's okay, I used to study behind closed doors, but I read fiercely, but now it's much better. Anyway, when the time comes, he won't come out to eat, so you will bring it in. ”

"Good. ”

At dinner, Chen Sanlang came out by himself, but he seemed absent-minded, his eyes were a little drifting, and his attention was not on the food at all.

When Chen Wangshi saw it, he was amused and distressed: "Yuan'er, your body is important, don't overdo it, you know." ”

Chen Sanlang hurriedly said: "Mother, I know." ”

But in the evening, at the end of the day, Chen Wang's family was a little relieved, and when he came out to see, he saw Chen Sanlang lying on the edge of the courtyard well asleep, startled, and hurriedly woke him up: "Yuan'er, why did you sleep here?" touched his son's clothes, all wet with dew, and he was even more anxious.

Unexpectedly, Chen Sanlang complained in his mouth: "Mother, why did you wake me up, I am dreaming of the critical point." ”

Chen Wang said angrily: "Is the dream important or the body important?"

Chen Sanlang was excited, only to realize that he had just said something to slip his mouth, blinked his eyes, and hurriedly smiled: "I'll go back to my room to sleep immediately." ”

As he spoke, he staggered into the room.

Chen Wangshi smiled bitterly: This son, there is really nothing to do with him.

The next day, Chen Sanlang's door was closed again, and he didn't come out to eat lunch. Uncle Hua had to send it over, and called the door for a while, only to see the young master come out and open the door with a frown:

"No, some places are still wrong, looking at flowers in the fog, and finally a layer apart. 'Bright color contains light, meaning dense body sparse', what is the explanation?"

Uncle Hua listened to him and couldn't help but remind, "Young Master, let's eat first." ”

Chen Sanlang thought about it and slapped his thigh suddenly: "'If you take care of your righteousness, you won't be bad in the end', so that's the case, I understand." ”

With that, he turned back into the room and closed the door with his hand.

snapped, and shut Uncle Hua out of the door again, holding the meal, his face was sluggish: The young master is studying, and he is stunned again, what should I do?

If it is continuous, it will take five full days for Chen Sanlang to officially leave the customs, and his face is happy. It's just that in the past few days, he is unkempt, his head is unkempt, his stubble is quite embarrassing, and he has a weak and thin body.

The refining has achieved preliminary results, and I am in a very good mood, and when I eat, my appetite has increased greatly, and I have eaten a large bowl.

As for his behavior, Chen Wang and Uncle Hua were used to it, and they didn't say much.

After eating and drinking, bathing and changing clothes, looking solemn, and then came to the backyard, saw that there was no one around, and immediately felt a roll of jute rope from his sleeve.

If Uncle Hua was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this jute rope is quite different from when he bought it.

First of all, the thickness is divided into a circle, from the little thumb of an adult, reduced to the little thumb of a baby; secondly, the color, originally that kind of kudzu yellow, with a little grayish, now the whole body is yellow and shiny, although not as brilliant as gold, but it has been quite good-looking.

The length of the rope was also shortened, from one zhang to six feet.

Holding this rope that was finally refined, Chen Sanlang was in a turbulent mood, and the sense of accomplishment was the same as writing a thousand autumn articles. As for the remaining nine jute ropes, they were all turned into crumbs because of the failure of refining.

However, he also knew in his heart that this one was only a half-finished product now.

According to Xiaoyao Fudao, the utensils used by monks are divided into two categories: magic weapons and magic weapons. Among them, the magic weapon is divided into three grades: enlightenment, Xuanpin, and Lingtong. In each grade, there is a difference between superior and inferior grades.

The rope that Chen Sanlang took out belonged to the most inferior type of light-opening magic weapon, and it was very rough.

"Although it's a little rougher, it can barely be regarded as a magic weapon, and how about taking it out and trying the means?"

He sat down and waited.

About a quarter of an hour, with a "meow", a flower cat appeared on the roof - since a female cat ran away at home, Uncle Hua thought that the adoptive female cat would elope with the male cat, and learned from the pain, and later bought a male cat to raise it.

This male cat has a good life, fattened, and comes out at this moment, lying on the eaves to bask in the sun.

Hearing the cat's meow, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Sanlang's mouth, and he secretly pinched a mantra and shouted in his mouth: "Hurry!"

Swish!

A yellow light flew up, unmistakably up the eaves, and tied the fat tom cat firmly. The cat screamed in horror, couldn't break free, and rolled down from the eaves like a dumpling.

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