‘Hmph, what does it have to do with you…’

She Xilu snorted in her heart, and quietly replied to her with a little smugness and joy: 'Maybe, this is called love.'

"oh."

Youchan said oh in a bad mood, but she couldn't control She Xilu's body, otherwise she would definitely roll her eyes on the spot.

Lin Zhishui reached out to pat the back of the little snake in his arms, and smiled and said, "It just so happens that there are paper and pen at home, so why not let me write it for you now."

"And." She Xilu nodded immediately and let Lin Zhishui go.

There are four treasures of the study at home. I also bring my beloved brush with me every day when I go home. Other things in the calligraphy and painting shop can be thrown away, but this brush cannot be thrown away.

After Lin Zhishui prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, cut the paper on the bedroom desk, grind the ink, and soaked the pen, stood in front of the desk, pondered for a moment, then picked up the pen and wrote a line of words in a flowing way-

The silk is so tired that it becomes so tired that it becomes a piece of cake.

Immediately, the signature began.

"It's so tired that it's so tired that it's so tired that it's so big that it's so big that it's a piece of cake..."

She Xilu stood beside her curiously and watched, chanting this sentence quietly.

Youchan in her mind also mentioned a twelve spiritual sense, carefully observing the flow of Taoist rhyme and mysterious changes between the handwriting.

She Xilu had just begun to practice, and her understanding of Tao is so shallow that it can be almost ignored. She only feels that the principles and Taoist rhymes contained in this word are surrounded by her like a vast deep sea, indulging in it, unable to extricate herself.

Youchan also has memories of her previous life. Although she is a different heretic, she is still comparable to the power of the Heavenly Dao in height.

At this time, she was in a high position and her spiritual sense was raised to the limit, so she was not affected. She could barely tell which of the prototypes of the legal avenue were brewing and taking shape through her previous life experience.

suddenly--

"Um?"

Youchan was slightly stunned, and raised to the extreme spiritual sense, and faintly sensed a sound that seemed to be there and not existed, as if it was an illusion.

But the external demon soul is good at spiritual awareness exploration. Although her realm is not as good as those of them, the strength of spiritual awareness can be considered to be at the peak of the Three Realms, and only those who dare to say that they are stronger than her in spiritual awareness.

How could she have such auditory hallucinations?

When Youchan was about to tell the details carefully, the sound disappeared.

At this time, Lin Zhishui also put his pen back and looked at the lines of words on the paper with a little satisfaction. He glanced at the little snake beside him and found that she was staring at the copybook, her beautiful eyes did not blink, as if she was stunned.

He couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Do you understand what this sentence means?"

She Xilu was in a daze, then she woke up like a dream, gradually came back to her senses, and whispered: "I probably know..."

This sentence comes from Fan Ye's "Le Yangzi's Wife", which is on the surface: Only when one thread accumulates can one inch long and one inch long can one become a piece of cake.

Simply put, it means that the small amount gathers into a lot, and the small amount accumulates into a big lot.

But she had only vaguely guessed the specific effects of this copybook. As for the great power hidden in it, she was even more disgusted.

"Just know."

Lin Zhishui smiled.

After all, this girl writes books, and of course she has read a lot of books, so of course she understands the meaning of this sentence.

"You just said that you have made too slow progress and want to be faster."

Lin Zhishui said with a smile: "But hasteness will not be achieved. Accumulating strength is the right thing to do. You have to remember it. You should read this more in the future, which will be of some help to you."

"Yes." She Xilu nodded.

"Then I'll write one for you."

Lin Zhishui pushed the undried copybook aside and cut the paper again.

‘Youchan, why don’t you speak?’ She Xilu couldn’t help but ask in her heart: ‘What is the specific function and effect of this letter from Zhishui sent me? Can you tell me?’

And Youchan murmured in her mind: "Strange... why did that sound disappear again..."

‘What sound?’ She Xilu said in confusion.

"Just just now, my spiritual sense senses sensed a sound, but it disappeared before I could tell it carefully. It seemed like the sound that appeared when your man wrote... Forget it."

Youchan sighed helplessly, and then focused on the copybook on the desk.

After looking at it for a while, she couldn't help but say in surprise: "It's his work. Without mentioning the magical powers hidden deep in the copybook, the most basic effect alone is much more precious than the treasures in the mortal world."

‘What’s the effect?’ She Xilu asked curiously in her heart.

"He must have seen what you need a long time ago. This copybook will help you."

Youchan sighed: "The most basic effect is to help you collect spiritual energy, and only extract the most essence of the spiritual essence. At least it can increase the speed of your accumulation of spiritual power by more than ten times, and it will make your spiritual power pure and concise, and your foundation will be extremely solid, which will be of great benefit in the future."

‘Ten times?’ She Xilu was extremely surprised.

She only needs one month to accumulate the spiritual power of the first day's level, so now three days are enough?

‘Where is that great power?’ she asked curiously.

"I don't understand the way of your three realms, I just analyze it based on experience, and I don't know much about the specifics."

Youchan said with some uncertainty: "Maybe it is a great supernatural power similar to a seal or a restraint type? With your current cultivation level, my soul power can activate the great supernatural powers."

She Xilu said in her heart.

"This is the second letter I'll give you."

At this time, Lin Zhishui also prepared new paper and soaked the pen again. He picked up the pen and put it on the paper again, writing down words that were full of sharpness and fighting spirit.

"The sword is sharpened?"

Although she hadn't finished writing, She Xilu had already guessed what Lin Zhishui was going to write.

Just looking at this unfinished word, she could feel the aspiration and golden nature that emanated from the romance of the handwriting, as if a peerless magic weapon was grinding into a sharp edge!

‘Youchan, is this used to enlighten me?’ She Xilu said in her heart in surprise.

She practiced the Dharma body inheritance of the Queen Mother of the West, and the Queen Mother of the West is also known as the Yuanjun of the Golden Mother, because the West belongs to metal among the five elements. The Queen Mother of the West is also the path of metal, and the power of the Heavenly Heaven is the most important.

The legendary magic weapon held by the Queen Mother of the West is also a golden magic weapon called "The Li of Heaven"!

The way of gold movement contained in this copybook is like forging the unparalleled "Heaven's Li" and is of great benefit to her practice.

‘Hmm? Youchan?’

She Xilu found out that Youchan did not reply to her, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"It's here again..." Youchan murmured, having no time to take care of She Xilu's words, and the spiritual sense that reached its limit captured the seemingly illusory sound, "That voice... seems to be saying..."

“‘Save me’?”

Then, Youchan suddenly said in surprise: "This sound... came from Lin Zhishui's pen!"

‘What?’ She Xilu was slightly stunned.

At this time, Lin Zhishui also finished his signature and returned to the tip of the pen.

Youchan said in She Xilu's mind: "The sound disappeared, and indeed... when he was writing, the sound would appear..."

"alright."

Lin Zhishui put his brush aside and smiled at the little snake, saying, "The meaning of this character is simpler. I hope you can overcome all obstacles and move forward."

"Yeah, I understand." She Xilu nodded.

"The ink hasn't dried yet, I'll clean it up. Please help me wash the inkstone and brush." ​​Lin Zhishui said casually.

"I?"

She Xilu also noticed that the brush was unusual and couldn't help but ask carefully: "Can I wash it?"

"Don't worry." Lin Zhishui shook his head and smiled. Is this girl afraid of washing his beloved brush?

However, this brush has good quality and has never been hair-removed. As long as it is not intentionally damaged, nothing will happen.

She Xilu nodded, then walked towards the bathroom with her brush and inkstone.

While she was washing the pen, Youchan also carefully released her spiritual sense and observed the brush carefully, but could not see anything. She was like an ordinary brush, and she could not hear the sound just now.

"This brush...is definitely not an ordinary artifact."

Youchan observed carefully for a while and sighed: "He knew that my soul was close to the peak level of the Three Realms and was also an external demon soul. He was the best at eroding the soul marks in magic weapons and was best at seizing magic weapons, but he was not worried that I would take away this brush. I couldn't even find any special points. I'm afraid... only he can use it."

"Didn't you just say there is a sound in this brush and saying 'Save me'?" She Xilu carefully washed the brush, and at the same time she was puzzled.

"good."

Youchan said softly: "This brush must have confined a very powerful soul to act as a weapon spirit, but my spiritual sense is not strong enough to see through it."

"Oh, it's the spirit of the weapon." She Xilu suddenly realized.

"Hmm? No..."

Suddenly, Youchan said in a little shocked and suspiciously: "In theory, with his level, even the souls of the top immortal gods as instrument spirits can only be honest and unable to resist, and should not ask for help unless..."

There was a hint of shock in her tone: "The spirit of this brush is the soul of the immortal god in the realm of the Heavenly Dao!"

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Chapter completed!