I Just Won’t Play by the Book

Chapter 80: How dare you call this an ugly word?

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'It turned out to be Yun Pianjia...'

The moment Jiang Beiran opened the box, he recognized this treasure. Although it was as thin as a cicada's wing, it was extremely defensive. According to the book, it not only needed the tail feathers of various fifth-order exotic beasts as materials, but also needed special weaving techniques to make it make it.

Not only that, but the cloud piece armor that has just been made needs the help of a mysterious king-level powerhouse to strengthen it, and it is definitely a well-deserved magic weapon of the mysterious level.

"Although the rank of Yunpianjia is not very high, but because it is very difficult to get together the rare feathers of various beasts, even if you look at the entire Xuanlong Continent, this treasure clothes can be counted as one of the few. Unexpectedly One of them is in Shi Fenglan's hands...'

'Hiss... It seems that I have to re-evaluate this runaway lady again. '

After these thoughts flashed in his mind, Jiang Beiran chose the second, looked at Shi Fenglan with a blank face and asked, "I don't know what kind of magic weapon this is?"

As far as these two options are concerned, option one should be the same as before. Once you show that you know these rare treasures, you will be noticed by the expert behind Shi Fenglan.

'But the difficulty is getting lower and lower. '

Jiang Beiran remembered that when he met Shi Fenglan for the first time, if he showed strong insight, it would be a reward for the middle grade of the mysterious level, but now he has been reduced to the top grade of the yellow level.

'It seems that my favoring Bishop Shitang really has some effect. It can be regarded as +1 to the favorability of the person behind him? '

[Optional task completed, reward: Cook +1]

Hearing Jiang Beiran's question, Shi Fenglan proudly said, "This treasure is called the Immortal Feather Clothes, but it's a mysterious defensive weapon."

'Don't use random names, hey! '

Jiang Bei was sure that this was Yunpianjia, probably because Shi Fenglan didn't like the name, so she changed it directly.

But of course this slot can't be spit out. After putting on a proper surprised expression, Jiang Beiran was shocked and said, "Xuan-level!?"

"Hey, it's amazing." Shi Fenglan couldn't help but snarled, but soon pressed her lips with her fingers a little embarrassed: "But... I can only lend you to wear it once, because..."

"Hall Master, even if you said you would give it to me, I still dare not accept it. I am very grateful that you can lend me to wear it once to hide the Moon Sect."

"Well~" Seeing that Jiang Beiran took over the conversation directly, Shi Fenglan nodded and continued: "In addition, how much power the magic weapon can exert is closely related to the wearer's own strength. A level of strength, I am afraid that it can only exert 10% of its power, but even so, it is difficult for practitioners with the strength below Xuanling to cause any harm to you, so you don't have to worry about the disciples of other sects on this trip hurting you. .”

"Thank you Hall Master Shi."

"You're welcome, then you go back first, remember to come early tomorrow."

"Yes, the disciple will leave."

Leaving Lanxintang, Jiang Beiran couldn't help frowning in surprise.

Of course he understands what Shi Fenglan said. In the world of cultivators, the effect of leapfrogging magic weapons is very poor. It’s like giving a fighter jet to someone who has never learned how to fly. It’s a good thing, but if you can’t use it, it’s like scrap iron. There is no difference, and an excellent pilot can drive the aircraft to make various stunts.

The same is true for the magic weapon, the more powerful the magic weapon, the more it needs to be controlled by the strong, otherwise it will be a waste of money.

The cloud piece armor is very strong, there is no doubt about it, but as Shi Fenglan said, with his own cultivation, he can only exert at most one-tenth of its power, and even one-tenth can be regarded as comforting him.

But when Yun Pianjia could only exert this defensive effect, Jiang Beiran felt that he had more ways to do better, and there was no need to owe Hall Master Shi this favor at all.

'It seems that there are deeper meanings waiting for me to discover...'

In this way, Jiang Beiran returned to the back mountain while thinking.

Early the next morning, Jiang Beiran came to a pavilion outside Anliang Village at the foot of the mountain as agreed, and saw Lin Yuyan already in the pavilion from a distance, also wearing the faint suit he had given her earlier.

Lin Yuyan's suit is actually an enhanced version. Not only will his presence in the crowd be reduced, but even if he stands alone, he will blend in with the surrounding environment without being noticed, and the effect is very good. .

After mentally checking that there are no abnormalities nearby, Jiang Beiran slowly walked to the front of the pavilion.

"Meet senior brother." Lin Yuyan, who had been waiting here since Yinshi, immediately stood up and saluted after realizing Jiang Beiran's arrival.

"Morning." Jiang Beiran greeted Lin Yuyan.

In order to match the "plain and unpretentious" of the suit, Lin Yuyan specially wore a linen suit today, exuding a fresh pastoral flavor.

'Senior brother's eyes still only stayed on me for a while, and it didn't increase at all. Could it be that I didn't match it right? '

Sighing from the bottom of her heart, Lin Yuyan saluted and said, "I'm really very grateful to my brother for coming today, which gave me a lot of confidence in the competition two months later."

"Actually, your handwriting has already entered the classroom, and I can't guarantee that I can teach you anything."

'Hiss...'

Hearing that senior brother spoke such a long paragraph in one breath, and even praised himself, Lin Yuyan suddenly took a deep breath.

'If it's a dream, please don't wake me up. '

After praying in her heart, Lin Yuyan calmed down and replied: "Brother, that's amazing. Compared with your handwriting, I'm still far behind."

"You don't have to be so modest." Jiang Beiran sat on the stone chair in the gazebo and asked, "Have you got the words?"

"Take it, here it is."

Lin Yuyan quickly spread out a piece of rice paper on the stone table in front of Jiang Beiran.

"Well, it's really good."

Although the Xuanlong Continent respects the strong, there are still many ordinary people after all, and all practitioners have some small artistic hobbies, so the development of music, chess, calligraphy and painting is good, but it is only good.

Take this character as an example, even some calligraphy masters still only care about the horizontal and vertical of the characters, whether the structure is stable, whether the strokes are uniform in thickness, whether the strokes start and end, the shape of the strokes, and the chessboard-like composition. These are the most basic things.

It can be said that it greatly limits the richness of aesthetics and the progress of techniques.

For example, even if you take Zhang Xu's wild grass masterpiece "Stomach Pain Post" to those famous artists to appreciate, you will definitely be criticized as "unrecognizable characters", "graffiti", "not neat enough" and asserted as "ugly". Book".

Jiang Beiran once thought of bringing the beautiful culture of seal script, running script, and cursive script here, but he never found any chance.

'If Lin Yuyan can become famous in this calligraphy competition, and then gradually become a master of calligraphy, and then let her write a pair of cursive script, who would dare to directly criticize it as an ugly character? '

'Hmm... kind of interesting. '