"If you really want to ask him to trance, you can prepare a pot of fine wine in advance. Drunkards also have their benefits.

"Next time you see Yuan Huaimin, you can ask him if the unofficial histories he checked mentioned what kind of wine Tao Yuanming liked to drink..."

After rubbing his face, Ouyang Rong blew out the flame of the oil lamp on the table.

When the surroundings fall into darkness, lower your head, close your eyes, and enter the Tower of Merit.

Inside the Merit Tower.

The blessing clock does not move at all.

There hasn't been much movement lately.

The matter of the Night Pearl Cauldron Sword that I had originally placed my hope on could never trigger the blessing bell.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the blue-gold font above the small wooden fish.

[Merits: four thousand two hundred and eighty-two]

Last time I saw it was still over 3,600 merit points, and it has increased a lot these days.

The last time I went to Fang's house to search for Yun Meng Ling, after receiving it, Mrs. Fang and others burst into tears of gratitude, and it increased by more than a hundred.

Later, Rong Zhen searched the suspect families on the list, and Ouyang Rong generously and rationally protected some families or family members of the prisoners. In those few days, the total number increased by more than 100.

Coupled with the natural increase in daily life, Ouyang Rong also couldn't figure out the specific source of the crisp wooden fish sound.

These may be due to the fact that his reputation as an upright official and gentleman was so great that it spread, as well as "The Sapphire Case", "Inscription on Chrysanthemums", "Teacher's Statement" and other articles, which triggered some chain reactions, some were praised and some were derogatory, but overall it was still

Praise a lot.

It may also come from the water control projects that he once directed, such as Zheyi Canal and Shuangfengjian...

There are about two hundred merits.

Anyway, it is just sitting and collecting, which is considered a long tail effect, and it can grow naturally even while sleeping.

There is also an increase in merit, contributed by today's Fang sisters, about a hundred or so.

Adding the above together, the total merit has increased by more than 600.

Ouyang Rong walked over, touched the round and smooth little wooden fish, and said to himself:

"Brother Muyu, if you want more money, you'd better gather up what you need for two divine orders... Now it's 4,200, but one use will cost 3,000. If an unexpected blessing comes along the way, it will be really tight."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Leaving the Tower of Merit.

However, he at the table did not open his eyes immediately, but turned to look inward at his Dantian.

In the Dantian, there is a cave, a clear spring, and a long stream of water.

The spiritual energy in the body is dark blue.

The eighth-grade dark blue aura is in the advanced stage and is about to reach perfection.

There is only one sword formula and one ritual left to break through to the eighth level and become a mid-level sword wielder.

Or, he could complete the public sacrifice ceremony first and then wait for the sword art, just like before, he was still lacking the [craftsmanship] sword art.

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes.

On the desk with the candles extinguished, he carefully put away the red and black talismans for the time being and placed them together with the original manuscript of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring".

The sword technique of the Cauldron Sword is an indispensable key to his promotion, and there is never too much.

Without the constraints of this sword art, Ouyang Rong would have let himself go long ago, just like the Jade Immortal, specifically looking for sacrifices from bad guys who "hurt the interests of the people" and trying every means to hold a sacrifice ceremony.

Unfortunately, even if the sacrificial ceremony is held, the sword art still cannot keep up, so Ouyang Rong is not in a hurry for the time being, and first collects the clues of the sword art...

The reason why I suddenly had the idea to ask Tao Yuanming to perform a spiritual seance was because I wanted to ask him about other sword techniques besides the [Hanshi] sword technique.

As previously speculated, as a legendary sword wielder hundreds of years ago, Tao Yuanming may have mastered multiple sword techniques.

It's a pity that a certain little ink master is not very good at it. So far, he has not squeezed out the spiritual ink that can be used to draw the second red and black talisman.

Now there is only one red and black talisman on his body.

The merit points are only enough to cast the Divine Order once.

Now it is not cost-effective to rush to ask Tao Yuanming to appear on the body just to inquire about the sword technique.

If you are not prepared accordingly, there are still risks.

Without the only red and black talisman trump card, Ouyang Rong currently has no other reliable trump card in his hand.

The Donglin Temple in Dagushan, which allows him to use "Dependent Origination of Emptiness" and has an almost unlimited supply of spiritual energy, is far away in Longcheng.

The best qi-replenishing elixir "Mo Jiao" was also used after Huang Feihong descended into the Xingzifang Buddha collapse incident last time.

If he was caught by "Little Lady Zhishuang" again, he wouldn't even know how to run away. He could fly in the air with his aura, so chasing him would mean pinching him with both hands.

Now, excluding all external assistance, Ouyang Rong's eighth-grade dark blue spiritual energy capacity is nearly complete. Even if he uses his cloth sword and uses "Return to Come", it is only enough to kill a sixth-grade Qi practitioner.

Facing a top-grade Qi practitioner, unless she doesn't fly and stands still, allowing him to spread the sword, she still has to use the magical power of "Dependent Origination and Emptiness" to use the purple mist of merit and her own energy and spirit to do it.

Fuel, just like how he killed Qiu Shenji in the first place, only in this way can he be killed.

But "Little Lady Zhishuang" obviously won't be affectionate with him.

What have you done to others? The amount of the wanted order, or the talk.

Although it's really nice and exciting to talk to her like I did a few times last time, it can easily become a boomerang.

"Get an extra copy of this red and black talisman, as well as Tao Yuanming's original work. One copy of "Peach Blossom Spring" may not be enough, so it would be better to get another copy as a backup.

"However, there are not many of these famous treasures in the world, and one pair is less than one pair... Speaking of which, it won't be like the last time Huang Feihong drank blood water. I will also drink it with water..."

Thinking of Li Dalang and Huang Feihong drinking the talisman water.

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly and rubbed his face habitually.

"Xiao Rongzi, what are you doing?"

On the other side of the closet, a little girl in Confucian robes with two thin arms pushed open the rather heavy cabinet door. Holding two belongings, a golden bowl and a snow-white whisk, she jumped down from the top of the closet three times in a row.

"woke up?"

"You are chattering outside, not knowing what to say, and you even giggle from time to time. Can I not wake up?"

"What's wrong with a silly smile? A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth."

"He said that he was not causing trouble. He didn't even turn on the lamp. He sat alone at his desk and played with wooden figures, motionless. What kind of good person is like this?

"Also, I originally felt a little better today, feeling like I could spit out some spiritual ink. Now look, eh, forget it, this feeling is ruined..."

Ouyang Rong immediately said: "There are six ingots on the table."

In fact, without him opening his mouth, Miao Si had already rolled up the skirts of his Confucian clothes, spread his short legs, and ran towards the table in the living room.

She shrugged her little nose, jumped up on the table skillfully, and opened the special ink-hiding wooden box made by Hanlei Ink Studio.

The palm-sized little ink spirit pounced on the fragrant ink ingot, turned it over twice, and then ate it happily, just like the little hamster that entered the granary.

Miao Si's eyes lit up and she said in an embarrassed tone:

"Not bad, not bad. I am very pleased with Xiao Rongzi's filial piety. I feel a little better, but it still needs a few days of brewing. Xiao Rongzi, aren't you in a hurry?"

"I'm anxious." Ouyang Rong nodded.

Miaosi immediately switched expressions without blinking:

"There's no point in being anxious. Good things come in a long way. Let's not talk about it. It's just ink and ink..."

The little Mo Jing kept eating and slurring his mouth.

Ouyang Rong went to get the fire sticks and lit the lamp again.

The house became bright.

After a while, the little ink spirit popped out of the ink cartridge.

She tilted her head and asked:

"Xiao Rongzi, why do I feel that you have been more diligent in bringing ink ingots back recently? In the past, if I had one more ink ingot from you, it would be like asking for your death. It's a bargain."

After thinking about it for a while, Miaosihu asked:

"Is it because Hanlei Mozhai has a recent discount, or is it that your salary has been increased recently? Forget it, based on my understanding of you, a salary increase will not be spent on me..."

After sighing, Miaosi turned to ask seriously:

"Xiao Rongzi, are you capable of corruption?"

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly and he did not answer.

"I have brought you so many ink ingots, but you are not very productive..."

He stared at the little Mo Jing who was working so hard that his crown was crooked, and suddenly he said suspiciously:

"Hey, are you fishing?"

"Nonsense."
To be continued...