Rise From Doomsday Chapter 215: , the monument of soul town (below)

The "Dark Emperor Sutra" is generally stimulated, and the black airflow is running at a high speed. Wherever it passes, the cold and stiff feeling is like seeing the ice and snow of the sun, quietly melting. When Liu Wei'an opened his eyes, After discovering that the sky was bright, after a moment of loss, I was shocked.

Nothing was done, one night passed, but he felt it was just a blink of an eye. When I looked at the ancient stone steles again, a sense of unpredictability surged. The ancients still contained some old blue stone steles, and the mysterious symbols half covered by dust were faintly broken. From the outside, they were inconspicuous at all. But it was such a stone monument that made him lost all night.

I shook my head fiercely, mentally exhausted, but there was a kind of joy that can't be described in words. It seemed that I had got a big baby. I thought about it, but there was nothing. It felt so strange and contradictory, and I left in a daze. At that time, I discovered that I had stepped onto the second step unknowingly.

He doesn't think about what's going on, he just feels that this place is full of evil, and many things are out of common sense. It's no wonder that Huang Chisheng refused to come in. At this time, he realized that he underestimated the evil nature of Huang Chisheng's mouth. Is it so easy to make a silver-level expert fear like a tiger?

"Master Fu, have you finally come out?" Outside Shimen, Huang Chisheng fidgeted, and tried to rush in several times, but he touched Shimen with his hands and retracted again. Seeing the sky was bright, he was almost desperate and regretted deeply. Bring Liu Wei'an to this place, you know, because of this place, two gold-level masters have committed suicide.

"Let's go back." Liu Wei'an was covered with a black scarf and could not see his expression, but his weakness could still be heard in his voice.

"Okay, okay, go back, go back." Huang Chisheng did not notice Liu Wei'an's weakness, his mood was completely filled with joy, his expression became more and more respectful, a man who could stay one night in front of the ancient stone monument, It was enough to make him look up.

The foothold of the Meihua Chamber of Commerce in Black Dragon City is very luxurious. It has a large courtyard. The front is more than 1,000 square meters of shops, and the back is a four-in-one courtyard. Liu Wei'an once stood outside and looked into the distance. At that time, he was thinking about when he could have such a yard. He didn't expect to have the opportunity to live in today.

"Master Fu, this is your residence. It has been cleaned up. See if there is anything unsatisfactory, I will let someone change it right away." Huang Chisheng respectfully said.

This is a small independent yard, a yard, a living room, a room, a workshop, in addition to a separate kitchen, a maid’s room, a single family, compared to living in an inn He said, tens of thousands of times better, although Liu Wei'an has risen in value during this period, he has not yet adapted to this change of identity, so he froze for a while and said: "Okay, that's it, I have no requirements for a place to live."

"Yes, Master Fu, take a good rest, I won't bother you. This is Yaner. If you have any instructions, you can tell Yaner that she will take care of everything." Huang Chisheng said.

"I got it." Liu Weian noticed that there was a crisp maid behind Huang Chisheng, with a beautiful face, only eighteen or nine years old, her eyes a little panic, her white fingers pinched the corners of her clothes. , Full of tension and anxiety about being unfamiliar with the new owner.

Huang Chisheng pleaded guilty and left. The maid named Yan'er followed and left, but came back in after a while, carrying a bowl of thick soup. "This is Yiqi soup, with angelica, ginseng, snow lotus, goblin, blood tonic, rhododendron flower, and other qi and blood nourishing medicinal materials. After being simmered slowly for eight hours, it is just right to drink at this time." Yan'er whispered. Slightly introduced, the eyes were afraid to look at Liu Wei'an.

Yiqi soup was served in a sea bowl. The soup was very clear. At first glance, I thought it was clear water. The faint aroma made people feel refreshed. Liu Wei'an accepted the Yiqi Tang, thanked him, and thought: The treatment of the Meihua Chamber of Commerce is really good. Such a bowl of soup would cost more than 1,000 copper plates outside.

Just about to tear off the black scarf, after thinking about it, he said to Yaner: "Go down, I will call you if I have something."

"Yes." Yan'er bowed her body and walked out of the room. Liu Weian took off the black towel and took a sip of the nourishing qi soup. A strong fragrance slid down his throat directly to his stomach, and then a fire filled his body, and every cell he was ironing groaned, as expected. It is a good thing. Although it is not as good as the Shiquanda Tonic Pills prepared by Sun Lingzhi, it is also a good soup. After drinking the Yiqi soup in one sip, I fell asleep.

The weird incident last night made him extremely exhausted. He didn't know what happened during the night of confusion, 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 wealthy people have better physical fitness. Drinking this kind of tonic soup every day can make a pig live a few more years." Liu Wei'an subconsciously believes that this is the contribution of the Yiqi soup.

She opened the door and walked out of the room. Yan'er heard the movement and immediately walked out of a small room next door, and said a little hurriedly: "My son, what's your order?"

"I'm going to work, are things ready?" Liu Wei'an's eyes swept across Yan'er's face.

"All are ready, bamboo arrows, talisman paper, cinnabar, writing brush, and Huiqi pills..." Yan'er said with a hand down.

"Huiqi Wan?" Liu Wei'an interjected.

"Yes, Huiqi Wan." Yan'er raised her gaze and glanced at him quickly. She seemed a little surprised, and found that he was looking at him with scorching eyes. She was startled and immediately dropped down like a frightened bunny. .

"What is the Huiqi Pill?" Liu Wei'an was a little puzzled. Is there any medicine needed to draw spells? He himself was a monk halfway, and he was really not sure about this.

"Huiqi pills can restore energy when tired." Yan'er explained, but she was even more surprised. She knew that Liu Wei'an was a spell master. Since she was a spell master, how could she not even know the Qi Qi pill that the spell master must use? This made her a little puzzled.

When he came to the studio, Liu Wei'an was shocked again. The Meihua Chamber of Commerce is worthy of a big family. The house price is more than ten times larger than the house price he lives in. The piles of bamboo arrows are all top grade. Although bamboo arrows are the lowest level of arrows, they are divided into three or six grades. The lower grade bamboo arrows are rough in manufacturing, which will affect the range and accuracy. The medium grade bamboo arrows have greatly improved accuracy. Basically, they are a financially rich archer. , They all choose middle-grade bamboo arrows, while top-grade bamboo arrows are relatively rare. The time and effort to make a top-grade bamboo arrow is much higher than that of middle-grade bamboo arrows, but the sales volume is not as good as the middle-grade bamboo arrows, so the general arrow manufacturing The teacher doesn't even bother to make top-grade arrows. Liu Wei'an hasn't seen many top-grade bamboo arrows in Black Dragon City for a month. He uses only middle-grade bamboo arrows. That's why I was so surprised to see this large pile of top grade bamboo arrows, a total of 50,000 or 60,000.

The talisman paper, cinnabar, and writing brush are all top-quality top-quality products. I turned my eyes to a bottle of pill on the table, and poured out a milky white pill on the palm, the size of soybeans, exuding a faint aroma, Liu Wei Ann observed for a while, then put the bottle in again. Start debugging cinnabar. Upon seeing this, Yaner exited the room and closed the door. The spellmaster cannot be disturbed when she is working. Huang Chisheng warned her severely. In fact, every spellmaster has his own craftsmanship. That is a mystery that is not passed on.

After debugging, Liu Wei'an took the cinnabar and walked to the bamboo arrow and began to draw the spell. As for the rune paper, he honestly put it away. The other spell masters need to draw the spell on the rune paper first, and then In printing on the bamboo arrows, the success rate is higher. He doesn't need this process at all, and he can do it in one step.

With a movement of the wrist, the brush changed into a complex shadow, red traces ran out, a pair of complex runes flashed, and then the light dimmed and disappeared. A talisman arrow has been drawn.

Liu Wei'an was delighted. His technique of drawing spells seemed to have raised a level unconsciously. His arms were suspended in the air, only his wrists were twisted in a small area, and the brush quivered, drawing out a mysterious and mysterious trajectory. Arrows formed one after another, at an amazing speed.

Previously, Liu Wei’an needed to preheat, slowly heat, then gradually enter the psychic state, and finally enter the psychic state. However, the psychic state is difficult to enter. You can only enter it once every three to five days, and every time The moment of entry is very short, you will exit in less than an hour. The state of entering the best state is reached more times, and the duration is longer than that of the psychic state, but it cannot be entered casually. It must be in excellent state. Only under the circumstances that he could enter, but at this moment, he only made the first stroke, and he entered a state of gradual improvement.

The made bamboo arrows are thrown away at random, but they are all neatly piled up. The number increases from small to large, and finally more and more, one hour, two hours, three hours...When it gets dark, Liu Wei An stopped, glanced at the arrows he had made, and was stunned. There were at least a thousand of such a large number.

"Why are there so many?"

The speed of his own making of talisman arrows is the most clear to him. From 60 in an hour a month ago, slowly became 80, 90, and barely reached 100 only ten days ago~IndoMTL .com~ In the past ten days, it has basically kept up and down a hundred, sometimes one or two more, sometimes one or two less, it is difficult to break through. He himself understands that the speed has reached a bottleneck, and if he wants to increase it, he needs one. Years of practice.

From noon to now, it took almost seven hours to draw a thousand talisman arrows. Calculate that the average number of arrows in an hour exceeds 140, and the number of discarded arrows is less than 50, which is low. Yu Bancheng, this result was something he couldn't even think of before.

In the darkness, he was sitting on the ground, his brush was thrown aside at will. He was thinking about the reasons for his progress. The material is one aspect, and the state is one aspect, but the two together are not enough for his spell skills. It is advancing by leaps and bounds, the only possibility is last night...

Dododo! The knock on the door suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty room, startled him.

"What's the matter?"

"Supper...is ready..." Yaner's trembling voice sounded, seeming to be frightened by him.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there." Liu Wei'an's voice returned to calm.

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