Chapter 82 The second-level puppet is made
Zhenbao Tower.
Puppet material area.
There are wooden boxes placed in each row of the shelves, with the items marked on them. The production of second-level puppets requires the use of dozens of materials such as high-grade silver sunken wood, soul spirit seeds, and snow silk. The price It was expensive, and Shen Ping only dared to buy five or six copies, but it was enough for him.
Other puppet masters need to accumulate several years or even more to break through to the second level. They will only try to make it when they feel proficient.
And Shen Ping relied on dual cultivation to quickly gain insights and save a lot of time.
Back to Qinghe Lane.
He became busy.
There are only two months left before the end of the year, so we must speed up the production of talismans and puppets.
The number of daily double repairs also has to be reduced.
Even the meditation practice in the quiet room.
Shen Ping gritted his teeth and shortened his time to save time for Fu Zhuan and the puppet.
But while busy.
He goes to Zhenbao Building every now and then to sit down, mainly to inquire about information. If Zhenbao Building is accessible, Zhenbao Building will naturally be his first choice.
A month passed quickly like this.
The streets are still filled with blood.
The casual cultivators have returned to their previous lives, but the number of monks who secretly go to the surrounding Shiwan Mountains has quietly increased. Even if none of these monks come back, they can't stop the waves that follow. monk.
Rogue cultivators all have their own thoughts. Some may believe in the Jinyang Sect, but most of them will not place their lives on the verbal promises of the Jinyang Sect.
This day.
The cold wind swept across, and Yunshanfang ushered in the first snow of the year.
Shen Ping, who was speeding up the production of talismans and seals in the talisman-making room, unexpectedly received an invitation from shopkeeper Chen.
Come to Xiuchun Pavilion.
The door was unusually deserted.
Go inside and take a look.
Only then did he realize that the shelves in the store were empty for elixirs, magic weapons, talismans, seals, and array disks.
Shopkeeper Chen is not here either.
Shen Ping walked to the small courtyard with a puzzled expression.
I saw shopkeeper Chen sitting under the old locust tree and quietly sipping spiritual tea.
"Master Shen Fu."
After sitting down.
Shopkeeper Chen cupped his hands and said, "My boss will leave at the end of the year, and I can't leave."
He smiled.
But there was unspeakable pain in his eyes.
The words in Shen Ping's mouth were blocked directly. He didn't know what to say and could only continue to listen.
At this time, shopkeeper Chen did not have his usual all-round appearance and shrewd eyes. He was like an ordinary old man, telling every detail of himself and Xiuchun Pavilion.
"This old locust tree has been in the yard for fifteen years."
"When it was planted, it was still very small. I would take care of it carefully every day when the store is closed."
"I really want it. I really can’t bear to leave it.”
“It’s fine now, I can stay with you forever.”
That’s it.
Shopkeeper Chen raised the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and said, "Master Shen Fu, you are a blessed person. Let's go. No matter whether you can leave or not, you must try your best to leave."
He shook his head and stood up and walked into the house. , "I can't walk with my old bones."
Shen Ping also stood up.
He looked at Shopkeeper Chen and saw that the back of a monk in the late stage of Qi training seemed to be staggering.
A moment.
He stepped through the shop door of Xiuchun Pavilion.
Looked back at the door plaque.
I just felt a suffocating feeling in my chest.
“This is the way of the world.”
In the end, I could only grit my teeth and say this bitterly.
Returning from Xiuchun Pavilion.
Shen Ping called Yu Yan and Luo Qing to drink up all the spirit wine in the storage bag. He did not use his spiritual power to relieve the drunkenness, but let the drunkenness spread throughout his body. With his eyes blurred, he grabbed two The Taoist figure skillfully pulled open his robe and then walked towards the avenue.
Along the road.
I don’t know how long we have been traveling.
The tightness in his chest disappeared.
After waking up.
He looked at Yu Yan and Luo Qing, sighed and said, "I'm sorry."
"Husband."
"No matter what happens, we will be by your side ."
Yu Yan said softly.
Luo Qing's face had a rare soft color.
Since the blood covered the sky.
They all know that their husbands have a lot of pressure hidden in their hearts.
“I’ll go to Zhenbao Tower and ask again!”
Shen Ping felt that he couldn’t wait any longer. Regardless of whether there was any news from Zhenbao Tower, he had to take Yu Yan and Luo Qing with him at the end of the year. Every day you delay leaving and staying in Yunshanfang will be one more day of danger.
What are Jin Yangzong’s plans?
He didn't want to speculate. Only when he stayed away from Yunshanfang could his heart feel truly at ease.
Go to the water room and clean up your body.
He hurried to Zhenbao Tower, and as soon as he saw Shopkeeper Ding, the latter said solemnly, "Master Shen Fu, you came just in time. Elder Yuanying has something to announce."
While talking.
The two walked side by side to the small courtyard.
After a while.
Other foundation building guests arrived one after another.
After all the members of Yunshanfang have arrived.
Elder Yuanying’s voice sounded, “Everyone, come in.”
In the hall.
When I saw the purple-robed elder again this time, his face was no longer as relaxed as before, the corners of his eyes seemed a little gloomy, and his voice became a little cold. "The end of the year."
"Zhenbaolou left Yunshanfang together with the disciples of Jinyang Sect."
"The deacon guest can accompany you."
As soon as these words came out.
One of the foundation-building guests couldn't help but said, "Elder Qiu, I wonder how many places the guest can bring this time?"
The purple-robed elder looked unhappy, "Don't you understand? The stewards and guests can accompany you. Those who don’t want to leave can stay. Okay, get out!”
All the deacons and guests turned pale.
When Shen Ping came to his senses again, he felt his feet were a little unsteady, and he hurriedly used his Dantian spiritual power to barely suppress the pressure.
Beside them, Cui Keqing and other foundation-building monks looked ugly.
Shopkeeper Ding frowned.
Seeing Shen Ping's eyes move over, Shopkeeper Ding shook his head, "It's probably because the negotiations with the General Station of Qingyang City didn't go well, I'm afraid I suffered a bit of a loss!"
Cui Ke Qing's expression was gloomy, and then he sighed, "I won't let my family members take him with me. Isn't it better to stay and wait for death? Shopkeeper Ding has a lot of connections. Why don't you find an opportunity to talk to the Jindan deacons and see if you can take him?" The family left.”
Shopkeeper Ding said helplessly, "I can't leave myself, so I can only rely on favors. Cui Keqing better not to have too high hopes. Oh, what is this? We have many external members in Zhenbao Building. It's good now. I can’t leave.”
“I’ll ask about the situation later.”
Shen Ping, Cui Keqing, and Luo Keqing did not leave Zhenbao Tower, but went to the second floor. Sitting and waiting.
Drinking cup after cup of spiritual tea.
Until sunset.
Shopkeeper Ding appeared at the door of the private room.
Brush.
Shen Ping and others focused their gazes and noticed Shopkeeper Ding's expression, and their hearts sank.
Shopkeeper Ding walked in and drank a cup of spiritual tea in one breath. Then he sighed repeatedly, "I haven't found out the specific situation. I only know that you have to pay a price for every additional person you bring. Zhenbao Tower can only Please protect me, Mr. Deacon!”
Although Shen Ping was mentally prepared, he still felt a little confused when he heard this. He could leave, but what should Yu Yan Luoqing do!
They went to Chunmanyuan, but he couldn't feel at ease at all.
Not to mention Luo Qing.
Yu Yan...
Back to the small courtyard in Qinghe Lane.
The sky is dim and dull.
Only the color of blood shines on Yunshanfang.
Shen Ping stopped at the door of the small courtyard and looked at the crystal lights of the bedroom and wing. He sighed deeply. He clenched and unclenched his fists, clenched them again and finally slowly unclenched them.
"Eighth level of Qi training."
"Really so weak."
Raising his eyes to look at the bloody sky, he wanted to break it with one punch, but I can only think about it. Faced with such a large formation, not to mention him, even several Yuanying monks have nothing to do.
call.
Suck.
Take a full ten deep breaths.
Shen Ping's face returned to its usual calmness, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Step into the courtyard.
He came to the side room and chatted with Yu Yan casually for a few words, then went to the bedroom to look at Luo Qing, and then entered the talisman-making room and sat down cross-legged.
Meditation.
Meditate again.
Pray for blessings.
After completing the familiar set of talisman-making movements, Shen Ping had no distracting thoughts, and only the talisman seal remained in his mind!
...
Deep in the Yunshan swamp.
There is no longer a monk to be seen in the ruins cave of the underground mine, but on the fifth floor, Chunmanyuan still transports batches of black-robed and masked monks, making them stand on the round platform with mottled bloodstains .
Zizi~
As the round table rotates.
These black-robed and masked cultivators let out bursts of painful wails, and some of their blood burned directly, turning their entire bodies into ashes.
Elder Yuanying's face was expressionless, but the disappointment in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper, "No, no, no, how did the blood crocodile ancestor succeed back then, continue!"
"Time does not work. "More."
"If no one succeeds in another half year, destroy this place!"
As he spoke.
The monks around him noticed that there was a monk on the round platform who could withstand the blood energy bursting out from the formation, and hurriedly warned him.
Elder Yuanying's face was filled with joy, and he flashed over with his spiritual consciousness, laughing loudly: "After trying so many times, I finally succeeded once, and I can do my job. Continue, if there are one or two more..."
……
Mid-December.
The blood color becomes darker and darker, and sometimes it looks a bit coquettish.
The number of casual cultivators leaving Yunshanfang has exceeded thousands, and the number is still increasing. The law enforcement patrol team of Jinyang Sect's outer gate not only did not stop this, but deliberately condoned it.
Qinghe Lane Small Courtyard.
The character room.
Shen Ping looked at the smart puppet in front of him, with a smile on his tired face. After spending six puppet materials, and constantly gaining puppet insights day and night, he finally managed to make a second-level puppet. puppet.
Speaking of which, it is still thanks to Yan.
Although her white puppet was only of medium quality, its production technique was unique, especially the neat and consistent connection between the techniques, which gave Shen Ping a lot of inspiration.
Puppet making is different from talisman.
In addition to proficiency in skills, it also requires an immersion and inspiration in puppetry.
A flash of inspiration flashed through his fingers.
This puppet seemed to have come to life, twirling its tongue around Shen Ping's arms.
Although it is just a relatively simple snake puppet, the various functions of this snake are stronger than Yan's white puppet, and the most important thing is that it is hidden in the cuffs. As long as the puppet spirit technique is not used, it is difficult to detect it with spiritual consciousness.
It is most suitable for surprise attacks.
Driving for a while.
Shen Ping put it away with satisfaction, then left the talisman-making room and went to the quiet room to sit cross-legged and rest for a while. When he was about to start practicing the exercises, Yu Yan's voice came from outside.
"Husband."
"There is a female cultivator at the door of the small courtyard who came to visit."
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