After Ding Ning's words were finished, the people around him all looked at him like fools.

This kid must be from the mainland, yes, he dares to despise Master Zhan's rune paper, he really doesn't know the height of the sky!

An Youting also kindly reminded: "Ding Ning, this is Master Zhan, who has been in Hong Kong for decades, and his skills are famous." ”

"Famous because you haven't seen more haode, his level, if you temper it for a few more years, maybe you will be qualified to polish my ink. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was a complete tear in the face.

Although Master Zhan did look down on Ding Ning at the beginning, after all, people have an identity, why are you so dragged by your little hairy child?

Master Zhan's face was even pale, and he said in a deep voice to Ding Ning: "Young man, do you know who you are talking to?"

"And a man who sits in a well and watches the sky. ”

"Haha! Sure enough, the pony thinks the road is narrow, and he actually wants to use me Zhan Mingxiu as a stepping stone, then good, you come! If the writing is good, I will polish the ink for you!"

"That's exactly what I mean. After Ding Ning finished speaking, he actually walked behind the table.

Zhan Mingxiu gave Ding Ning a place, and then said with a gloomy face: "But if you can't write well, then what?"

"See you here!"

Ding Ning didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw a cruel word there, shocking the people around him who were still waiting to see his jokes.

This kid isn't a psychopath, right?

Zhan Mingxiu immediately put away his contempt and began to observe Ding Ning carefully.

Ding Ning is not a big person. looked very handsome and spirited, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't see that Ding Ning had any way.

Ancient warriors?

Strangers?

As for the monk, Zhan Mingxiu never thought about it, he had only cultivated for so many years to draw qi double, how old was Ding Ning, how could he surpass himself in cultivation.

Several people were waiting for Ding Ning's performance, and Ding Ning was not polite, picking up the brush and staining it with ink. Then he said to Zhan Mingxiu: "You are optimistic." Before I write, I'll teach you a lesson, write a symbol, don't stick to the rules, and write on the rune paper handed down in ancient times. Although there is a reason for him. But the most important thing in writing a character is to infuse it with the essence of the gods. Write the symbol, and then cooperate with special techniques, the rune paper is naturally formed. ”

Zhan Mingxiu, who said this, suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He's right!

This is indeed the essence of writing talismans, but although there are many people who understand this truth, Zhan Mingxiu does not think that talisman paper can be written in a different way, and what has been handed down for thousands of years can be changed if it is changed?

Ding Ning saw his suspicions, and he didn't explain much, the pen was like flying, the tip of the heaven and earth vitality was infused with the pen and did not release it, even if Zhan Mingxiu was by his side, he couldn't feel the fluctuation of the vitality,

"Whew!" Ding Ning wrote a big word "Jing" on the yellow paper.

Jing can concentrate on the mind, and Meng Lao in Binhai was cured of insomnia because of Ding Ning's static characters.

Now this kind of rune paper is nothing at all for Ding Ning, even if it is in the crowd, it can be written at will, and it can be done at one time!

After writing, a faint golden light flashed on the rune paper, very faint, and the people around him even thought that they were dazzled, and they couldn't help but rub their eyes.

Zhan Mingxiu has been paying attention to whether Ding Ning's next pen has vitality fluctuations, but with his cultivation, he is far from Ding Ning, and Ding Ning is an authentic God of Wealth inheritance, he is just a low-level monk who has learned half a bottle of water, of course he can't feel anything.

I only felt that Ding Ning's movements were very fast, and he almost didn't see it clearly, and it was done over there.

After watching Ding Ning write, Zhan Mingxiu picked up the rune paper, and at first glance, he felt like laughing.

"Haha, this is also called rune paper? I wrote a static word, you think that writing static will be quiet, so if you write a money word, don't you have to do other work?"

Several rich people around him also smiled slightly, shaking their heads again and again, it seems that this young man is just unreliable.

Ding Ning also laughed, but it was these people who he laughed at, and he said: "It's not up to you to say it, now take out the two pieces of rune paper and hand them over to the people present to compare them, don't you know the advantages and disadvantages? ”

"Okay, let's take a look. ”

Zhan Mingxiu casually handed the two rune papers to Mr. Huang behind him, but when the rune paper made a move, he suddenly felt that Ding Ning's rune paper seemed to be really a bit of a doorway, but he only cared about laughing just now and didn't pay too much attention.

Mr. Huang took the rune paper indifferently and said to Ding Ning: "How to judge?"

"You feel that which rune paper is more reassuring to hold, and which one is the most haode. ”

"Do you still need to ask, I'll hold this one with peace of mind. ”

Mr. Huang casually threw Ding Ning's rune paper onto the table, took Zhan Mingxiu's rune paper and said.

"Very good, I don't know if Mr. Huang can close his eyes, and then I will hand over two pieces of rune paper to you, and you can feel it again to show fairness." ”

Ding Ning naturally saw that this surnamed Huang didn't pay attention at all, so he came up with such a solution.

Mr. Huang paused for a moment, but this time it was not easy to help, but he was still very confident, Ding Ning, a hairy boy, could not be compared with Master Zhan.

"Close your eyes, close your eyes, and bring them. ”

Ding Ning took Zhan Mingxiu's rune paper back, then put it together with his own rune paper and handed it to Mr. Huang, who had his eyes closed.

This time, Mr. Huang didn't know which one belonged to whom, so he had to feel it with his heart.

The two rune papers in his left and right hands, under his silent feeling, seem to have a little doorway, and the rune paper in his left hand is slightly cold, which makes people feel good.

As for the rune paper in his right hand, holding it in his hand, there was a feeling like a spring breeze, he held the rune paper, it felt like a person in a spring field, the sun was shining, the earth was springing, a breeze was blowing, and he actually had a desire to sleep in the sun.

For a long time, Mr. Huang did not move.

Ding Ning couldn't help but call him: "Mr. Huang, it's time for you to make a judgment, everyone is waiting." ”

"Ahh I still choose this one from Master Zhan, this rune paper is simply amazing, I want how much money I want!"

After speaking, Mr. Huang held Ding Ning's rune paper in both hands, threw Zhan Mingxiu's rune paper on the table, and then opened his eyes.

The people around him looked at him with an extremely strange look, wondering if this old Huang was going crazy.

And Zhan Mingxiu's face was even more ugly, Ding Ning's move was enough to damage, and he swept his face in one fell swoop, and the person who swept his face was no one else. It's Mr. Huang, who has a good relationship with him. At this time, neither he nor Mr. Huang had nothing to say.

At this time, Mr. Huang also saw that what he was holding in his hands as if he was holding a treasure turned out to be a rune paper written by Ding Ning. And not Mr. Huang's rune paper.

"It's impossible. ”

He looked at the rune paper in a daze. Can't believe it's true.

The Canadian ship king next to him couldn't help it at this time. He couldn't believe that a piece of talisman paper had such a great effect, so he said to Mr. Huang: "Since it's impossible, let's take it out and show it to everyone." We want to see it, too. ”

After speaking, he was about to take the rune paper in Mr. Huang's hand, but Mr. Huang seemed to be a rabbit with his tail stepped on at the moment, jumped up, stuffed the rune paper into his arms, and said stiffly: "Don't give it, don't give it, there is a problem with this rune paper, I want to take it back to study and study, and no one will give it." ”

"Boy, sell me your rune paper, and I'll give you a million. ”

Mr. Huang was a little relieved, but people understood at this time, that is, Ding Ning's rune paper was indeed not simple.

Ding Ning waved his hand at Mr. Huang: "The rune paper written here will be auctioned in a while, and please ask Mr. Huang to give everyone a taste of the rune paper first, as for you to buy it, you will spend 10 million handling fees first, otherwise you won't sell it." ”

The people around were also anxious, almost relying on grabbing, taking out the rune paper that Mr. Huang had hidden, and passing it one by one.

Everyone who gets the rune paper and feels it carefully can feel different situations, Mr. Huang feels the sunshine, An Youting feels the trickling stream, the Canadian boat king Edward feels the sound of the waves, and the auction manager feels the melodious sound of the piano.

In short, those foods that make them feel beautiful and calm will appear the moment they pick up the rune paper, and people will be reluctant to put it down when they pick it up.

By the time the circle was finished and Zuihou fell into Ding Ning's hands, more than ten minutes had passed.

Ding Ning didn't hand the rune paper to Zhan Mingxiu again, but said to him: "Master Zhan, this rune paper is finished, I don't know if you have anything else to write?"

Zhan Mingxiu was the first to hand over the rune paper, but at the moment he was embarrassed to take it back again, looking at the eager eyes of the people around him when they looked at the "quiet" character, he also knew that he had lost without any suspense.

But he didn't think that he was inferior to Ding Ning, he was a monk, how could he be inferior to a mortal?

It must be that Ding Ning has a lot of experience in writing this rune paper, yes, when he came in, he had to write static characters, and deliberately used what he was good at to compete with himself, so he lost.

Thinking that he had seen through Ding Ning's plan, Zhan Mingxiu said: "I rarely write this rune paper, and I didn't play very well today, if you can really write runes, then you shouldn't be limited to a certain kind, it should be comprehensive, in order to be called a real master of writing runes, I still have a rune, do you dare to compare with me?"

Hearing that Zhan Mingxiu had already directly said the words of the competition, Ding Ning was secretly happy in his heart, but said quietly on his face: "I won't ask you what kind of talisman you want to write, everyone present is judged, if you still lose this time, then what?"

"I'll grind ink for you!"

Zhan Mingxiu also let it go, this time he came prepared, he didn't believe that he could still lose.

"Please!" Ding Ning waved his hand and motioned for Zhan Mingxiu to come first.

He doesn't care, when he reaches his realm, it's basically no problem to write ordinary rune paper, as long as he masters a little rune, no matter how Zhan Mingxiu conjures up, it is impossible to surpass his own.

And Zhan Mingxiu seemed to be very confident, picked up the pen, and began to write characters.

Ding Ning glanced at it twice, his face was also a little solemn, this time, Zhan Mingxiu actually wrote a fireball talisman!

Heitu glanced at the monthly pass, today to 23.55, a total of 122 votes, that is the twelfth watch, I thought it was a foregone conclusion, but the leader of this book [Meiyan Gong] was red in Zuihou for a minute!

Don't talk about the black soil, the thirteenth more! vow to refresh their own records, thank you for the love of the Lord of the Gongmeng!

Although the thirteenth chapter has not yet been completed, but it is also necessary to do not owe debts, absolutely no debts! I beg book friends to continue to support, today's thirteenth more broke out, this is the first one, everyone will sleep after reading, and then the second one starts at eight o'clock, one and a half hours and a half! Please continue to give motivation, the black soil needs power! Thirteen more, there is no motivation to vomit blood! (To be continued......)