"Little brother, go to the bright light!"

The boss smiled: "Come on, look at this inkstone. It comes from a new pit in Bili in Wuyuan County, Jiangyou. It has a very good eyebrow pattern. Please watch it, brother!"

Chen Hengzhi lifted the inkstone, looked carefully, and touched it with his hands from time to time to observe its texture.

Then, as usual, an appraisal procedure was performed and found that the above was almost the same as what the boss said, so I felt relieved.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I want the authentic Xinkeng Luomei-patterned Sheyan."

At the price of Xiao Sanqian, Chen Hengzhi went out with a good round stick-shaped ink, a few knifes of rice paper, and a wrapped box. With the boss's "Little brother, come again next time!"

Then he went to the wreath paper money shop to buy some yellow paper, and he carried a big bag and rode a small electric donkey and went home.

After putting all the items he bought in the store, Chen Hengzhi went out again, rode a small electric donkey, and started shopping in a pharmacy and a pharmacy.

He visited all 200 pharmacies, big and small, in Linjiang City, and did not return to the store until it was almost evening.

Cinnabar is sweet and slightly cold in nature and is toxic. It is difficult to buy a large number of them without a prescription. Each pharmacy can only buy 5-10 grams.

After 200 small shops in the city, I only bought more than two kilograms of cinnabar powder.

Today, this set will be gone for more than 20,000 yuan.

In the study, Chen Hengzhi deliberately closed the store door.

After washing his hands, he cut a yellow paper, both of which were two and a half wide, and the adult slapped it on the desk.

The cinnabar powder was taken out and mixed with white wine to form ink, making the face red like blood.

Then take out a wolf hair with a long-edged small regular script and use warm water to set aside. Since then, the tools for making talismans have been prepared.

Your eyes seem to be closed but not closed. Take a deep breath, adjust your energy and spirit, and put yourself in the peak state.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes, held the red pen, held the red ink, and started calligraphy and painting on yellow paper.

The tip of the pen is bright red, and it is folded horizontally and vertically on the yellow paper, smooth and natural, without any pauses, and it is done in one go.

A talisman was completed.

Then, Chen Hengzhi frowned, not very satisfied.

It only has its physical form but no spirit, and it is abolished.

No matter how beautiful the drawing is, it has no corresponding charm, it is just a fake thing to fool people.

Grab it casually, knead it into a ball, and throw it into the wastebasket.

Chen Hengzhi failed to make talismans for the first time, and he was not frustrated. Although he had more than ten years of experience in making talismans through skill books, experience is experience. Without taking it personally, mistakes and hand-made situations are inevitable.

When practicing martial arts and practicing immortality, we must pay attention to the wealth and law.

As the name suggests, money, wealth.

A partner on the road of cultivation is not a woman. As the saying goes, three people must have a teacher! It is to solve the problem!

Dharma, the method of practice.

Earth, a blessed land.

If Chen Hengzhi had not had enough family income, he would probably not be able to afford to even practice. He would have made a hammer.

As for couples and land, there is not yet in the real world, and I don’t know if there will be one in the future.

The method is simple and you can obtain it in the mission world.

Without further ado, Chen Hengzhi continued to make talismans.

One, two, three...

After nearly ten pictures were scrapped, he gradually found a feeling.

finally.

The horizontal, vertical, vertical, horizontal, horizontal, horizontal, horizontal, horizontal, horizontal, and horizontal, and the shape and spirit are all ready. As soon as the pen tip is closed, a divine light flashes through the talisman paper, and instantly returns to ordinary things, fleeting in the blink of an eye, as if it is an illusion.

Success.

Chen Hengzhi felt infinite joy when he succeeded in making the talisman for the first time.

Logically speaking, at his current state, this insignificant achievement is not worthy of concern, nor is it worthy of being happy about it.

but.

Success in making tactics in the real world represents that the skills and secret techniques he learned from the game world of "Legend of Blood" are available and feasible when put into the real world.

This is worthy of his delight.

Chen Hengzhi picked up the talisman he made and compared it with the talismans brought out in the game world.

Except for the differences in the materials of the talisman paper, the rest, whether it is the divine intention contained in the characters or the feeling given to him by the talisman, they are exactly the same.

make persistent efforts.

With a red pen, one by one talisman was successfully made.

Time passed quickly. Half an hour later, all the cut talisman papers were made into talismans. Chen Hengzhi shook his head and felt a little exhausted.

…………

A huge stone Buddha carved against the mountain sat in a dangerous place near the river, with a solemn spirit. For thousands of years, he has been watching the changes in the world indifferently and unfathomable.

Leshan Giant Buddha.

It stands at the confluence of the Minjiang River, Qingyi River and Dadu River. It is more than 20 meters high in total, and one head alone is nearly five meters high.

At the foot of the Buddha, there was a turbulent river, with the Panshan Road on the left and an ancient village on the right.

From the village at the foot of the mountain, a child of seven or eight years old jumped up. Several of them jumped up and jumped onto the toes of the Leshan Buddha. Then, he untied a long rope on his back, tied a stone at one end, and threw it into the water. He kept letting go of the rope, as if measuring the water level.

Chen Hengzhi appeared on the head of the Buddha. He looked around the world. His spiritual energy was so strong that he had come from traveling through so many worlds.

A talisman floated by, and then, a skeleton composed of white bones drilled out of the ground. Yes, it drilled out, drilled out from the head of the Leshan Buddha.

Chen Hengzhi: "Why is your appearance so strange?"

Skeleton: "???"

After waving his hand to disperse this stupid skeleton, Chen Hengzhi understood in his heart that the skills of the "Legend" world can be used normally in this world.

Chen Hengzhi lowered his head and saw the turbulent river. Naturally, he also saw the child on the feet of the Buddha.

He felt a little bitch, "Well? This little brat... Could it be that boy Duanlang?"

The whole person jumped down, and his toes slightly leveraged the force on the Buddha's body, and it fell down instantly, quietly appeared behind the child, watching him measure the water level quietly.

Speaking of Duan Lang, Chen Hengzhi had to praise his good qualifications. He was the son of Nanlin Jianshou Shuai. He was instilled by his father since he was a child that he wanted to "revitalize Duan".

Later, Duan Shuai and Nie Renwang fought a decisive battle, and both fell into Lingyun Cave. He and Nie Feng entered the World Association together, but were treated completely differently.

Because of a criticism from the Clay Bodhisattva, Nie Feng transformed himself into Xiongba’s personal disciple, while Duanlang could only do errands.

He did miscellaneous work during the day and practiced martial arts hard at night. He wanted to become the master of the world's hall, but was threatened by the dominance and had to give up at the critical moment of success.

He was dissatisfied with his escape from the World Club and surrendered to Wushuang City. He also regained the Fire Lin Sword in Lingyun Cave, and made great progress in martial arts. However, due to the erosion of the Fire Lin Sword Demon, his human nature gradually lost. Finally, he gradually became a big devil and was killed by Fengyun.

However, no matter how powerful Duanlang's martial arts are after his martial arts, he is a god or a demon, now he is only a child of seven or eight years old.

The little child is very focused on doing things and looks quite cute with a serious look, which makes Chen Hengzhi laugh.

"It's true again."

Suddenly, Duan Lang spoke with a little unhappy. While speaking, he threw the remaining rope in his hand on the ground beside him.

He turned around with disappointment on his face. When he saw Chen Hengzhi behind him, he was shocked and exclaimed: "Wow, uncle, who are you?"

Chen Hengzhi stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly: "Just a traveler who has stopped to rest for the time being, kid, who are you?"
Chapter completed!