"First recognize the Lord with a drop of blood, and then manipulate it with your will and spiritual power. For the time being, you can't do it yet. If you have any questions at any time, you can write on the ink pad with your finger, and I will reply immediately!"
Ming Wuyan's eyes widened, it seems that this ink pad is really a treasure!
After thinking about it, she first pricked her own finger with a needle according to her own ideas, and recognized the owner of the Sanli Shenjian dripping blood. When she clearly felt the sword tremble, she was extremely happy, it was the satisfaction of having something that belonged to her.
Xue Yihan, who was thousands of miles away, couldn't help curling her lower lip, this girl is really a little thing that is easy to satisfy.
The Red Devil saw him laughing, and said a little strangely: "Now you just look over there as soon as you are free, there is no end to it! Your own person, who goes to Yutian Academy, can't you put it by your side and slowly educate it?"
"It's not time yet!" Xue Yihan withdrew his gaze and stared at the fairy clay in his hand, only to see a weird question suddenly appeared on it.
"I want to change the shape of this spiritual purification basin, who can I contact? Is the fee expensive?"
Xue Yihan thought for a while, and replied: "You draw the shape you want to modify. After a stick of incense, a big carving will appear at the door of your room. You put the basin on its back, and after three days, the things you want will be returned to you. It's free."