Chapter 215: And town soul monument (below)

The Dark Emperor Sutra was stimulated in general, and the black air flow was running at a high speed. Wherever I went, the cold and stiff feeling was like the snow and ice when I saw the sun, and it melted away. After the moment of light, she was shocked.
He didn't do anything, and the night passed, but he just felt like a blink of an eye. When you look at the ancient stele, there is an inscrutable feeling. The ancient also carries some old blue stone steles. The mysterious symbols that are partially covered by dust are faintly broken. From the appearance, they are not noticeable. But it was such a stele that he lost a night.
He shook his head fiercely, and was extremely fatigued, but there was a kind of joy that was difficult to describe in words. He seemed to have gotten the treasure of the big one, and thought about it, but nothing. It felt so strange and contradictory. Unconsciously stepped on the second step.
He didn't even think about what was going on. He just felt that the place was full of evil, and many things didn't make sense. No wonder Huang Chisheng refused to come in. At this time, he found that it was so easy to underestimate the evilness in Huang Chisheng's mouth and make a silver-level master dreadful.
"Master Fu, have you finally come out?" Outside Shimen, Huang Chisheng was restless. He tried to rush in a few times. He touched Shimen with his hands and retracted again. Seeing the sky was bright, he was almost desperate. Ann came to this place, you know, because this place, gold-level masters have committed suicide.
"Go back." Liu Wei'an wore a black scarf and could not see his expression, but he could still hear his weakness from his voice.
"Okay, okay, go back, go back." Huang Chisheng didn't notice Liu Wei'an's weakness. His mood was completely filled with joy and his expression was more respectful. A person who can stay in front of the ancient stone monument for one night is enough to make He looked up.
The location of the Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce in Heilongcheng is very luxurious. A large courtyard, with more than 1,000 square meters of shops in the front, and a four-in courtyard behind it, with a high tree and leafy trees, looks extremely deep. Liu Wei'an once stood outside and looked at it once. At that time, he was thinking, when can he own such a yard, and he can't think of a chance to live in it today.
"Master Fu, this is your residence. It has been cleaned. If you are not satisfied, I will let someone change it immediately." Huang Chisheng respectfully respected.
This is a small independent yard, a yard, a living room, a room, a work room, in addition to a separate kitchen, a maid's room, a single person, better than the guesthouse After ten thousand times, although Liu Wei'an has risen in value during this time, he hasn't adapted to this change of status. He took a moment to say, "Okay, just like that, I have no requirements for my place of residence."
"Yes, Master Fu, take a good rest, I won't bother. This is Yaner. What do you have to tell? You can tell Yaner that she will handle everything properly." Huang Chisheng said.
"I see." Then Liu Wei'an noticed that behind Huang Chisheng was a fragile niece, with a beautiful face, only eighteen or nine years old, with a stunned look, Bai Nen's fingers pinching the corner of his clothes, full of right The new owner was unfamiliar with the tension and anxiety.
Huang Chisheng pleaded guilty and left. Yan Er's sister-in-law also left, but after a while came in again, holding a bowl of thick soup. "This is Yiqi soup. It contains angelica, ginseng, snow lotus, goblin, blood-enriching flower, and king flower, etc., and simmers slowly for eight hours after warming. This time, just drink." Introduced carefully, he did not dare to look at Liu Wei'an.
The Yiqi soup is held in a sea bowl. The soup is very clear. At first glance, I thought it was clear water. The faint scent made people feel refreshed. Liu Wei'an took Yiqi Tang, thanked him, and thought: The Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce is really good. Such a bowl of soup requires less than one thousand copper plates.
Just about to open the black scarf, thought about it, and said to Yaner, "Go down, I will call you if something happens."
"Yes." Yaner owed a gift and left the room. Liu Wei'an took off the black towel, took Yiqi Tang and took a sip. A thick fragrance slid down his throat and directly to his stomach, and then a fiery heat filled the whole body. Every ironing cell groaned. Sure enough It is a good thing. Although it is not as good as the Shiquan Dabu Pill prepared by Sun Lingzhi, it is also a good soup. After drinking Yiqi Tang, I fell asleep.
Last night's weird event made him extremely exhausted. He didn't know what was going on in the night, but it was certain that his body had changed, otherwise there would be no joy in his soul. Two hours later, he opened his eyes, full of energy and surprisingly well.
"It's no wonder that rich people have better physical fitness. Drinking such a tonic soup every day, even a pig can live a few more years." Liu Wei'an subconsciously thought that this was due to Yiqi Tang's credit.
She opened the door and walked out of the room. When Yaner heard the movement, she quickly walked out of a small room next door, with a bit of anxiety and said, "What's your son order?"
"I'm going to work, are things ready?" Liu Wei'an's eyes glanced across Yan'er's face.
"It's all ready, bamboo arrows, runes, cinnabar, writing brushes, and Qiqi Wan ..." Yaner chuckled.
"Huiqi Wan?" Liu Weian interjected.
"Yes, Huiqi Wan." Yaner raised her eyes and glanced at him quickly, seeming a little surprised, and found that he was looking at him with burning eyes, startled, and immediately fell down like a frightened rabbit.
"What is Huiqi Wan?" Liu Wei'an wondered. Do you need any elixir to draw the spell? He was a halfway monk himself and was really uncertain about this.
"Huiqi Pill can restore strength when you are tired," Yaner explained, but her heart was even more surprised. She knew that Liu Wei'an was a charmer. Since she was a charmer, how could she not even know the Qiqi Pill that the charmer needed. This puzzled her a little.
When he came to the studio, Liu Wei'an was shocked once again. The Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce deserves to be a big cause. This studio is ten times more expensive than the house he lives in. The piles of bamboo arrows are all top quality. Although bamboo arrows are the lowest-level arrows, they are also divided into three, six and nine grades. Inferior bamboo arrows are rough in manufacturing, which will affect the range and accuracy. The accuracy of Chinese bamboo arrows is greatly improved. Basically, there are financially archers. , All choose the best quality bamboo arrow, but the top quality bamboo arrow is relatively rare. It takes much time and energy to make a top quality bamboo arrow, but the sales volume is not as good as the top quality bamboo arrow, so the general arrow manufacturing The teacher would not spend much time making high-quality arrows. Liu Wei'an spent a month in Heilong City and did not see many high-quality bamboo arrows. He used only high-quality bamboo arrows. That's why I saw this pile of top-quality bamboo arrows so surprised, with a total of fifty to sixty thousand.
Rune paper, cinnabar, and writing brushes are all top-quality products. Their eyes fell on a bottle of elixir on the table, and a pill was poured on the palm. The milk-white elixir, the size of soybeans, exuded a faint aroma. Liu Weian observed After a while, the bottle was placed again. Started debugging cinnabar. Seeing this, Yaner exited the room and closed the door. The charmer can't be disturbed while working. This is what Huang Chisheng warned her severely. In fact, each charmer has his own craftsmanship.
After debugging, Liu Weian walked in front of the bamboo arrows with cinnabar and began to draw spells. As for the rune papers, he was honestly put away. The other spell masters needed to draw the spells on the rune papers and then printed them. On the bamboo arrow, this way has a higher success rate. He doesn't need this process at all.
As soon as the wrist was moved, the brush changed into a complex shadow, the red traces shed, a complex rune flashed, and then the light dimmed and disappeared. A rune has been drawn.
Liu Wei'an felt a joy. His spell-drawing art seemed to unknowingly elevate a realm. His arms were floating, only his wrists were twisted within a small range, and the writing brush trembled, drawing a mysterious mysterious trajectory. Then a branch was formed, and the speed was amazing.
Before Liu Wei'an draws a spell, he needs to warm up, slowly warm up, and then gradually enter a good state. Finally, he enters a psychic state. However, the psychic state is difficult to enter. He can enter it every three or five days, and the moment he enters Very short, will exit in less than an hour, the state of entering the good state has been reached more times, and the duration is longer than the psychic state, but it is not easy to enter, it must be in an excellent state To enter, but at this moment, he just started his first stroke and entered a state of gradual improvement.
The produced bamboo arrows were thrown away at random, but they were neatly piled together, from small to large, and finally more and more, one hour, two hours, three hours ... When it was dark, Liu Wei stopped. When I got down, I glanced at the arrows that were made, and froze. There were at least a thousand of them.
"How come so many?"
His own speed of making arrows and arrows is the most clear, from one sixty hours an month ago to eighty, ninety, and only barely reached one hundred ten days ago ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ Over the past ten days, basically kept a hundred sticks up and down, sometimes one or two more, and sometimes one or two less, it is difficult to break through. He knew that the speed had reached a bottleneck, and he wanted to increase it, and it took a long time. Exercises.
From noon to now, it took almost seven hours to draw a thousand rune arrows. Calculate that the average number of an hour exceeds 140, and fewer than 50 arrows are discarded, which is less than half. This achievement was something he would never have thought of before.
In the dark, he was sitting on the ground, and his writing brush was left aside at will. He was thinking about the reasons for progress. The material is one aspect and the condition is one aspect, but the two of them are not enough to make his spell skills advance rapidly. The possibility is that last night ...
Huh! The knock on the door suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty room, startling him.
"what's up?"
"Dinner ... I'm done ..." Yan'er's trembling voice sounded, seeming to be scared by him.
"Wait a minute, I'll be right away." Liu Wei'an's voice calmed down.
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