Husband and wife are as familiar as their left hand and right hand, not to mention that they have just done something more intimate than left hand touching right hand. Tang Wan noticed Chen Yang's snicker at the first time and rolled his eyes fiercely.
"How about giving it a try?"
Chen Yang quickly suppressed his smile, changed the subject, and took out the simple magic weapon that he had prepared long ago.
Tang Wan was indeed tricked, and she forgot to roll her eyes, and looked at Chen Yang's hand with interest along with Chen Fang.
Chen Yang's hand was still a piece of bamboo paper spread out, with gold and silver shining in two rows.
More golden than gold;
White silver is whiter.
They are named after fine gold and mithril, but are actually special spiritual metals refined from gold and silver, shaped into sharp needles.
In the world of Longmen,
Those things that Chen Yang crudely named as fine gold and mithril are called spiritual materials;
The thin needles of gold and silver are called embryos.
They are still just embryos and require a long period of immersion in Yin Shen's magic power and the engraving of the magic circle.
Chen Yang can't do the latter.
The former needs Tang Wan and Chen Fang to do it themselves in order to be able to act like a master in the future.
So, now they are just embryos.
"How to do?"
Tang Wan and Chen Fang said in unison.
Chen Yang smiled and waved his hand.
The gold and silver needles, which had never been tainted with any Yin Shen's magic power, were carried by the strong wind between Chen Yang's hands and flew to Tang Wan and Chen Fang respectively.
In front of Tang Wan was a row of seven golden needles;
In front of Chen Fang was a row of five silver needles.
They have a weight that is disproportionate to their size. When the strong wind blows away, they fall like weights.
Their appearance has been carefully designed and polished by hand, and their center of gravity is very accurate. When they fall, the needle points point downward and penetrate more than half of the stone floor.
It was only then that Tang Wan and Chen Fang exclaimed in unison.
"Hold your breath, focus on the center of your eyebrows, imagine that one eye is open, and your gaze falls on the instrument, just like picking up a spoon with your arm and bringing it to your mouth without hurting your lips and tongue."
Chen Yang opened his mouth and recited the most basic formula for controlling objects.
Simple, simple to crude.
The so-called false transmission of thousands of books and the true transmission of one sentence is this kind.
Tang Wan and Chen Fang followed what Chen Yang said and slowly began to try.
Easier said than done.
Just like meditation, it couldn't be easier to get started. It's just a simple sentence, empty your mind, don't think about anything, just count your breaths and inhales for a long time.
It's that simple.
However, when actually meditating, many people cannot subdue their mental ape, and distracting thoughts reappear, making it easy to fall asleep but difficult to meditate.
Tang Wan and Chen Fang are in this difficult situation.
Chen Yang was neither surprised nor disturbed.
He held his chin in his hands, calm in his heart, and his eyes completely fell on Logan's face.
Watch her frown and smile, watch her frown, watch her sweat on her forehead, watch her teeth bite her lip...
I never get tired of watching it.
Sudden--
laugh
There was an unusual sound.
Chen Yang instinctively lowered his head and saw a golden needle as if someone were holding the tail of the needle with tweezers and pulling it out bit by bit.
Before it, there was another golden needle, as if drunk, at the height of a person's chest, like a person's hair, dancing lightly.
One stick, two sticks, three sticks...
As for the seven roots.
Seven golden needles, coming and going, shuttled between the needles in the hands of the embroiderer, weaving the golden dragon robe.