After completing a small transformation, the "rope spirit" seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep without any strange emotional feedback. Except for a faint spirituality, the string in his hand was no different from an ordinary rope.

Meng Zhou tried to tie the knot again. When the lines of the knot were once again the same as the shapes on the stone rubbings, no changes occurred.

This made Meng Zhou understand that taking tricks would not work.

If he wants to continue to progress, he must refer to other stone rubbings and make new knots.

Looking at those messy lines, Meng Zhouyi didn't have a clue for a while.

However, before he put these rubbings and stone carvings into his storage bag, he made a detailed statistics.

He marked the density of lines, the number of intersections, and the number of lines at the intersections of each drawing as a criterion for judging its difficulty.

After such statistics, Meng Zhou discovered that the rubbing stone engraving he had selected before was not the simplest.

Among the one hundred stone rubbings, it can barely squeeze into the top five, and there are four others that are simpler than it.

This gave Meng Zhou some extra confidence. I had already mastered the more difficult ones, so there weren't many obstacles in getting them.

But the result was that when his full and almost exciting passion was squeezed to the last drop, Meng Zhou still gained nothing.

Meng Zhou lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. Perhaps he was thinking about this before going to bed, but even in his sleep he was tying knots with his hands and fingers.

But the knot did not come out, and in the end all ten fingers were wrapped into the knot, and they were all knotted.

When the dream came to this point, Meng Zhou was shocked and sat up suddenly, only then did he realize that it was just a dream.

After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and laughed: "It is also not easy to be able to wrap all ten fingers in!"

Meng Zhou took out a roasted lamb leg and a few sweet and sour wild fruits from the storage bag, thinking about it while eating.

Storage bags are the best fresh-keeping equipment and provide him with a lot of convenience.

Every time he stayed overnight, in addition to baking some food, he would also prepare some more and put them in a storage bag for later use. If he encountered delicious wild fruits on the way, he would also pick some and put them in the storage bag.

"We have to find ways to decipher those stone rubbings, but we can't delay our practice because of this.

No matter what, the improvement of cultivation is the top priority."

Meng Zhou took stock of his net worth, including two medium-grade spiritual stones and 472 low-grade spiritual stones. There were also some miscellaneous trophies.

"I'll go to the market later and have a look."

Meng Zhou decided to buy some resources. No matter how many spiritual stones there are, they are still external objects, and actual cultivation is more reliable.

…

Due to its special structure, Nuanyun Valley looks like sausages of different thicknesses and lengths strung together.

Nuanyun Valley Market is located in the central section of the valley, consisting of two vertical and horizontal streets, in the shape of a "well".

It is the most densely populated and prosperous place with monks in the valley. It is still nearly fifty miles away from the Zaowang Hall where Meng Zhou is.

The reason why Meng Zhou didn't stay in the market was, of course, because the fees at Zuowangguan were cheaper and cost-effective, and the other reason was also because of the prosperity.

According to the memory of the previous owner, due to the characteristics of Nuanyun Valley, it is impossible for there to be that kind of strong man who can single-handedly subdue all dissenters - if such a person really appeared, they would turn away the moment they reach the top.

, a small pond cannot keep a big fish, this is the truth.

This makes the forces in Nuanyun Valley always in a dynamic and stable state of ups and downs and fights.

The market is the focus of competition among all parties. If you live here for a long time, you will inevitably be involved.

Neither the former master nor Meng Zhou had this intention.

What's more, the journey is less than fifty miles, and with the strength of his feet, it only takes less than an hour to go back and forth, and it doesn't waste much time. It can be regarded as practicing the ten thousand miles of magic.

After entering the market, Meng Zhou took a brief walk around.

In terms of scale, it is more than five times the size of the two streets at the end of Baiyue Bay, and the various resources required by the monks are far more complete than those in Baiyue Bay.

After walking around, I found some more items in the storage bag.

Ten kilograms of first-level medium spiritual rice, expenditure, and two low-grade spiritual stones.

One tael of first-level medium spiritual tea, expenditure, and four low-grade spiritual stones.

They were all purchased in a store. The reason why he was "seduced" by this store was because he was attracted by the two sets of exquisite and compact kitchenware and tea sets with the words "FREE" in large letters placed at the door.

The cost price of this mundane thing is not worth one tael of gold, but it caught Meng Zhou's eye at the first sight. At that time, all he thought was:

"If I can keep a set with me, I won't have to eat barbecue until I feel like vomiting."

When he put a small pile of items into a storage bag and walked out of the store with the store's gifts, he saw that the other party once again put out two sets of exquisite free gifts to attract new customers. He thought to himself, I have been tricked.

ah.

Finally, Meng Zhou came to a wide square in the center of the "well", which was also the busiest area in the market.

Small grids are drawn on the ground of the square, and each grid is a small stall.

People practicing the stall and watching were coming and going, haggling, it was so lively.

Meng Zhouyi looked around and gained a lot of knowledge, but there was nothing he urgently needed to acquire.

Because he came relatively early, there were still many stalls that were empty and unoccupied. Seeing this, Meng Zhou went to occupy one.

He sparsely laid out the trophies that were of no use to him, and did not make any noise to solicit customers. He sat cross-legged behind the stall, looking left and right, as if he was willing to take the bait.

Not long after he occupied this stall, a thin young man occupied an empty stall next to him.

This person attracted Meng Zhou's attention immediately because he only had the third level of Qi training, but he made no secret of the fact that he was carrying a storage bag.

According to Meng Zhou's secret observation, more than half of all the stall practitioners in the square did not have storage bags, or even if they did, they were not exposed.

Only those who have reached the fifth or sixth level of qi training can expose this point more generously.

The thin young man took out a set of folding tables and chairs that were quite exquisitely made. He placed the table in the middle of the square, then took out a signature bracket and placed it next to the table with the words "Drawed on site, top quality" written on it.

Then, he placed several first-level low-grade talismans in front of the desk, held them down with bars, sat behind the desk, took out the talisman pens, talismans, and ink talismans, and began to draw them as if no one was watching.

Seeing this, Meng Zhou thought to himself, this is also a gimmick.

Everyone knows that if not properly stored, the shelf life of a first-level low-grade talisman will be very short.

Because of the low price of first-level low-grade talismans, instead of thinking about how to preserve them to extend their useful life, it would be easier to have some "fresh goods" on hand at all times.

Made on site, it is of course the "freshest of the best".

Therefore, soon after the young man sat down, someone came to take care of his business.

He was drawing seriously and could not be distracted and did not speak. He only gave a gesture with his eyes before continuing to draw. His performance actually won more trust.

They did not bother him, took away the necessary talismans, left the corresponding spiritual stones and completed the transaction.

Meng Zhou saw it interestingly, but slowly, his eyes changed.

At first, he just found it interesting to attract customers in this way, but watching him move the talisman pen, with the movement of his shoulders, wrists, palms, and fingers, a continuously involved talisman line was generated under his pen, winding around the

On the talisman paper, they circle, entwine, and overlap.

An illusion gradually arose in Meng Zhou's heart.

What he drags in his strokes is not a line, but a line and a rope.

Meng Zhou, who studied knotting and dreaming, naturally came up with such an association.

At this moment, he felt blessed.

"Yes, if you think about it from a certain angle, there is some overlap between the traces of the rubbing knots and the talismans."

"The method of knotting is not just a simple weaving technique, but a method of knotting the rope into the desired pattern.

Although I don't know much about talisman making, I do know some basic principles.

In drawing, the most critical point is that it can be completed in one go and cannot be interrupted, not only the form but also the spirit cannot be interrupted.

It must be run through to the end, even end to end, connected to form a ring.

But this is a characteristic that ropes are born with, innate!"

"So, if the rope is woven into a talisman using the talisman-making method, what will be the effect?"

Meng Zhou was not sure what effect it would have, but it provided him with crucial inspiration for unraveling the ninety-nine stone rubbings.

Originally, he was at a loss as to how to proceed.

Now, I can’t say it’s definitely right, but at least I have a direction to try.

"I want to learn how to make talismans." He thought in his mind.

After automatically completing the ordering business, the young man finally finished drawing a talisman. He put down the talisman pen and let out a long sigh of relief.

Meng Zhou also withdrew his gaze and paid attention to his stall. There were more and more people in the square, and the business of each stall was getting better and better. Meng Zhou was curious, why was there always no one interested in his stall?

Confused, after careful observation, Meng Zhou discovered that when the monks passing by his stall would look at him curiously, their expressions would change slightly, and they would speed up and leave.

Meng Zhou was puzzled until he saw a suspicious dark mark somewhere on the floor cloth.

This "floor cloth" itself is not serious. It was originally the robe taken off by the headless monk at the fifth level of Qi training, and was later used by him to wrap his trophies.

After clearing out the unnecessary items, the package became much smaller, so he cut off the sleeves and then cut it from the side into a piece of cloth. However, if you look closely, you can still see that it was once a coat worn by people.

Very few people would deal with the clothes they have worn in this way, not to mention that the dark mark is the trace of dried blood. Looking at the miscellaneous items placed on it, it is easy to think of "the aftermath of murder and robbery"
To be continued...