The first thing Zheng Wan did after returning to the door was to go to the gate affairs hall and hand in the task, and she got two primordial stones. She had saved thirty-three low-level primordial stones now.
Afterwards, she went to the deacon's hall to get a new set of school disciple uniforms, because she had been promoted to a higher level, so she didn't need to pay the primordial stone.
The new-collar student uniform is still a yellow shirt, but with little clouds embroidered on the hem of the skirt as a logo.
Zheng Wan first went back to the cave on the mountainside of Zixiu Peak, and released Ah Wan.
"Realist Zheng, Ah Wan is really angry this time! Ah Wan wants to tell Zhenjun that you are bullying! Lock Ah Wan in the dark room!"
Ah Wan grumbled angrily, but when he saw the mess in Zheng Wandong's mansion, he let out another "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss of
Where did Zheng Wan do these trivial tasks in the mortal world, and she had been practicing a few days ago, and she went down the mountain after she finished her training, and it is not bad if she can barely mess it up——
What's more, it's not really clean.
With Awan, I could leave all these troublesome things to him, ordered "clean well", and went to the Peak Lord's Mansion at the top of the peak amidst Awan's complaints of "I want to talk to Zhenjun".
"Master."
Zheng Wan stood respectfully.
"You still know to come back?"
Taoist Zixiu snorted softly, "You are promoted only through cultivation, and you will go down the mountain if you don't consolidate your realm well. You will go down the mountain for five or six days in a row. If you don't know, you will still be lost."
He threw something from his sleeve, and Zheng Wan took it, and found it was an extremely beautiful lotus-shaped glazed lamp, the size of a palm, but the lamp had no oil and was dim.
"Master, is this a magic weapon for me?"
Taoist Zixiu twitched the corner of his mouth:
"This is the Soul Lantern."
"Soul lamp?"
Zheng Wan subconsciously remembered the records in the Daquan Daquan.
Soul lanterns are precious, and they cannot be owned by elite disciples of non-big sects. They are usually kept in the forbidden area of the sect and guarded by special personnel. The flame of the lantern symbolizes the flame of the monk's life. If the flame is bright, it proves that everything is in good condition; if the flame is dim, it means that the person is seriously injured or in danger;
"Drop a drop of blood essence from your fingertips, and then inject a trace of soul consciousness into the soul lamp." Taoist Zixiu rested his chin lazily, "In case you run around and get into trouble, I will personally collect your corpse for the good of the teacher."
"..."
Zheng Wan pouted, but after all she knew that the master had good intentions, and dripped a drop of blood essence into it, but when the soul consciousness was injected, Taoist Zixiu suddenly let out a "huh".
The soul lamp ignited with a "boom".
Zheng Wan looked seriously at the Soul Lantern, her Soul Lantern... seemed to be different from the records.
Most people's soul lanterns are red flames, but her soul lanterns are aqua blue.
"Master, is this important?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter, people who die must be different from ordinary people." Taoist Zixiu put away her soul lamp, waved her hand to signal her to go down, and when Zheng Wan was about to step out of the threshold, he threw another piece of black Husky metal sign, "I heard you're selling ice charms?"
Zheng Wan nodded, eyes wide open:
"Master, how do you know?"
Taoist Zixiu rolled his eyes:
"There are a lot of ear-reporting spirits for teachers in the market. You can take this sign to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion. There is a piece there, which is dedicated to writing talismans. You can look for it."
"Thank you master."
Zheng Wan immediately became happy, and smiled until her eyes narrowed into two crescents, "Master, you are kind and kind, the best."
She had already inquired that the Sutra Pavilion did not require Yuanshi except for the first time when selecting scriptures for entry, and after that, Yuanshi was required to be paid every time it entered. The foundation on the first floor costs two low-level primordial stones, the second floor increases to eight, and the third floor requires one middle-level primordial stone.
With this black order from Master, she completely saved a lot of expenses.
How could this not please her
"A sycophant."
However, it was obvious that the flattery was just right, Zixiu Daojun immediately turned the wind into rain, and even generously "rewarded" the little apprentice ten low-level primordial stones.
Zheng Wan didn't dislike it, and happily accepted it.
"Okay, let's go down."
Zixiu waved her hand, this time she really let her go down.
After receiving the black order, Zheng Wan went down the mountain non-stop, to the Buddhist scripture pavilion.
Although there are not many people coming and going in front of the Sutra Pavilion, there are quite a few Huangshan disciples coming and going.
"Grandma, you won't disappear again, will you?"
The deacon in purple at Zheng Wan's court registration office showed the black order of the master of Zixiu Peak.
"No, what you entered on the day you entered was the cabinet of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. The cabinet is related to the inheritance of the sect. It would not have appeared without the master order of Wufeng Peak being activated at the same time. But you are entering now," Granny Jin told her, "The outer cabinet .”
Zheng Wan went to the third floor, and sure enough, as the master said, the bookshelves on the entire wall were filled with common sense about talismans.
She found two volumes in it, one volume was a general-purpose talisman from the first level to the fifth level, without distinction of attributes, and on the blank page of the book, she recorded her experience with a thin wolf hair pen.
And the other volume is a monk's various ideas about the ice talisman—
In the Talisman Encyclopedia she bought before, only one Frost Arrow Talisman and one Ice Shield Talisman were recorded, and there were about dozens of kinds of them. The latter three are the author's self-created ice charms.
Zheng Wan spent five hundred yuan to burn the two volumes into a jade slip: it is not allowed to take out the volumes in the Sutra Pavilion, and it is not even allowed to sell them outside, but burning is allowed.
So, her life will be quite regular in the future.
When Chenshi goes out, she first goes to the Sutra Pavilion and reads the book for half a day—she really knows too little about Xuancang Realm and Taoism, and the Sutra Pavilion and her party are quickly making up for her shortcomings.
Of course, if there are monks in the Jingyi Hall that day, she will spare a certain amount of time to listen to it. In the afternoon, after eating the original food made by Ah Wan, she will go back to the cave to practice.
The afternoon is all used to purify and polish the energy. When the moon rises at night, I will practice the illusion-making formula for two hours before starting to draw symbols. Soul tactic.
When the cultivation base reaches the middle-defense state, the sleep time required by the monks is shortened to an extremely short time, and the energy can be completely restored within an hour.
Zheng Wan didn't know how such a boring day passed, but when she came back to her senses, the next first day of the new year was coming soon.
Her soul consciousness is already half thicker than before, which is enough to support her to draw symbols continuously for half an hour without resting; Yuanli has been unremittingly sorted out, it has become extremely pure, and Xiao Yueqing has almost understood the magic trick at the first level. Only one ice lotus can bloom at a time, and five ice lotuses can bloom at the same time.
The second-order ice shield talisman was no longer difficult for her, so Zheng Wan began to try to draw the third-order ice talisman. When the ice talisman reached the third tier, the price would increase several times.
Especially the Bing Xin Talisman, which has the effect of dispelling illusions and calming the mind. A good-looking one can be sold for two middle-grade primordial stones—unfortunately, after many attempts, it always fails when it is close to the goal.
At this time, Zheng Wan knew that it was time to change the cinnabar.
The cinnabar she obtained earlier, the blood used to make the sand was the blood of the Ximao beast, with fire attributes, it was fine for drawing low-level talismans, but when it came to the third-level ice heart talismans, it was not enough.
The attributes clashed so badly that they would fail at the end of each drawing. Even if the yellow talisman paper could be replaced with ice attribute talisman paper, it could be sold at a higher price, for example, three middle-rank primordial stones.
Zheng Wan did the math before going out, she has already saved nearly 800 low-level primordial stones, which is enough to buy a box of good cinnabar, and she can also change into a few beautiful vestments—
Wearing the same school uniform as others every day really made her very tired.
"Cui Wang, where are you?"
Before Zheng Wan went down the mountain, she finally remembered to take out the sound transmission jade charm that had been thrown into the Qiankun bag for a long time.
During this period, she did not contact Choi Wang—
Of course, Cui Wang never contacted her.
It's just that the Guixu Gate is very close, and Cui Wang is a man of the hour, so there will always be news from there.
for example:
"Zhenjun Liwei jumped to the top of the Wuya list again, it's really amazing!"
"I heard that Zhenjun Mingyu of Beimianmen lived in Guixumen for almost half a month and did not leave. Could it be that according to the Canglan newspaper, Zhenjun Liwei was the one who caught the adulterer in a fit of rage in Xuanyi Pavilion? ?”
"...Thinking of it this way, the time is right."
All of a sudden, the news of the marriage between the North Mian Gate and the Guixu Gate was all over the place.
"Is there something wrong?"
The voice over there is very low.
Zheng Wan heard the whirring of the wind, mixed with the dull sound of sword energy piercing into objects.
She said "Oh" and reminded:
"Don't forget tomorrow."
"Well."
Zhenjun Mingyu's "Li Wei" and "Li Wei" began to sound again, and Zheng Wan laughed:
"Then it won't disturb Zhenjun's enjoyment."
She pinched quickly and resolutely, Cui Wang was stunned, but he heard "Careful" in his ear, woke up in time, and sent out a burst of sword practice energy, blowing away the incoming smoke.
Li Siyi: "Little junior brother did a great job!".
Master Mingyu smiled sweetly:
"Yuqing, you are not envious."
Since half a month ago, a tunnel was discovered under the Guixu Mountains that led directly to the Land of the West, and all the elite disciples of the Twelve Schools of the Zhengmeng League were thrown into this place, using this place as a place to train their disciples.
All of them took a break due to the exhaustion of their energy, but Li Wei was the only one who had been fighting since he came and never had a moment of rest.
Every time she sees him standing in mid-air in a white robe, like a banished fairy coming to the world, and when the feathered light sword comes out, all the black mist has no enemy, and it seems to be able to wipe out all evil in the world, her heart is full of emotion, and her heart is full of tears. There was a roar in the chest cavity.
She does like her. How much did it cost her to get a little closer to him, just looking at him like this, and doing nothing, she was already satisfied.
Fusheng Zhenjun flicked one hundred and eight nine-wheel beads on his wrist continuously, and every time he flicked to one place, the smoke would burst from that place, and he smiled at Cui Wang:
"Li Wei, let's compete again."
Unexpectedly, Cui Wang fell to the ground, his cold and picturesque brows were slightly frowned, as if he was troubled by something, he stretched out his hand and made a move, Hong Yu Liu lightsaber suddenly enlarged, and cut down, amidst the continuous bursting of black mist, said :
"I will rest for two days, you can do what you want."
After all, he stepped straight into the tent, and the teleportation array flashed a white light, and the person disappeared in front of the array.
"..."
Li Siyi scratched the back of his head, "Little Junior Brother... Are you tired?"
However, Zhenjun Mingyu keenly thought of the sound transmission jade talisman that suddenly appeared in his hand during the battle just now, and was so anxious that he fell to the ground as well, and said anxiously:
"I also rest for two days."
Li Siyi scolded his mother, and when he was about to be overturned by the black mist, Zhenjun Fusheng flicked a bead to help him, and asked:
"Hey, Xiao Yuqing, let me ask you, is it really Mingyu that your little junior brother was so angry that day? I see, it doesn't look like it."
"How can it be?"
Li Siyi said, "It's my junior's former fiancée's turn, but it's also not my turn for that tigress."
"The former fiancée?" Zhenjun Fusheng said "Oh", and then lowered his cloud head, "I will also rest for two days."
After all, another white light flashed and disappeared.
Li Siyi was left to scold mothers with other monks of the sect, and cast spells against the black mist.