My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Thirty-fifth

　　 Qiaomu condensed a wisp of profound knowledge, quickly checked his consciousness, and immediately jumped off the bed with his little hand.

　　 This neurologically abnormal Xuan Consciousness body is now decisively squatting back into the Consciousness Yuan, but she is still working tirelessly with the gold ball pen, working on the ghost drawing talisman.

　　, you must know that she is constantly moving around, just like an ADHD, it also consumes the profound strength of Qiao Mu himself. Can't she stay in the Consciousness Yuan calmly, just like in her previous life, quietly cultivate her profound knowledge, right?

　　 Why does she want to draw a ghost over there? Qiao Mu covered her small face and painted symbols. When she had free time, she would naturally learn to paint. Xuanzhi body's job is to cultivate Xuanzhi!

　　Is this Xuanzhen body sick? I don’t want to practice Xuanzhen, so I ran to draw symbols all day, really wanting to kill her...

　　 Arbor stepped out, and with a flick of his finger, three wisps of pale white light passed by.

　　 After the white light dispersed, three thin talisman papers lay quietly in her palm. Jin Fuyuyu's Talismanism study was not in her dreams, at least now the Xuan Consciousness body is still like a little madman, constantly writing and painting.

　　 These three pieces of talisman paper are strange to say. They were dropped from the first piece of jade slips. They should be demonstrative talismans and the like. Golden talisman and jade urn ancient books are kindly gifted.

　　 The first one is a speed sign, which can triple its own speed within five minutes. It is a must for escape.

　　 The second one is a power talisman. The addition is not profound power, but power belonging to ordinary people. Within five minutes, it can make the power five times, and it is not a problem to beat the cow to death with one punch.

　　The last one is funny, it's called Duplicate. As the name implies, it keeps doing one thing repeatedly in five minutes.

　　This talisman? Qiao Mu held it in his hand and looked at it over and over, with a faint smile in his eyes, which seemed a little interesting.

　　 These three talisman talisman are all elementary talisman. Neither the elementary talisman nor the intermediate talisman need to be attached to open. The method of use is also quite simple. They can be used by tearing them apart, and ordinary people can also use them.

　　 If it is a high-level talisman, it can only be used by injecting profound energy. The more powerful the talisman, the more profound energy is consumed when opening it. Most ordinary people without profound energy can only observe it. Look, you can't open high-level symbols at all.

　　The senior rune masters are rare in existence. The Fulu family in Guanlan City has also had three senior rune masters in the past five hundred years. Of course, every one of them is a brilliant figure.

　　Qiaomu stuffed three talismans into his pocket, and his little face went out to the Wei Caotang with a little bitterness.

　　 There are a total of twenty children in the village. The oldest is fifteen years old, and the youngest is five years old. They are all stuffed into this tiny cottage by the villagers.

　　 There are two masters in the hall. The one over ten is under the supervision of Master Cen, and the one under ten is under the supervision of Master Jiang.

　　Wei Thatched Cottage is on the west side of the village, and there is a trail overgrown with grass behind it, leading directly to Zhulan Mountain. Qiaomu plans to take a chance to see if he can slip up the mountain to find out.

　　 The little guy carried a bag, and as soon as he arrived at the door of Wei Caotang, he saw two footmen walking towards this place carrying a bamboo wicker chair.

　　 sits on a wicker chair, a nine-year-old little fat man, with a chubby leg tilted up, and a chicken leg in each of his left and right hands, chewing happily.

　　 Two little attendants of the same age, with a few baggage on their backs, walked along the wicker chair, holding an umbrella and swaying a fan all the way, laughing doglegally, "Master Xiaotao, are you hot?"

　　"Master Xiaotao would like to drink water?"

　　 "Joe! Wood!" The young master on the wicker chair suddenly let out a cry.