"Don't eat it yet, come with me." Ling Chuxi dragged Zhou Canghai up. She had always wanted to learn how to refine talismans, but she couldn't find anyone to teach her. She didn't expect that the guy in front of her was actually a descendant of the talisman refining family.
How could I miss this great opportunity?
"What are you doing?" Zhou Canghai asked reluctantly, holding a plate of braised pork in his hand.
"Teach me how to refine the talisman first, and then you can come back and eat slowly." Ling Chuxi said.
"Well... my Zhou family's talisman refining technique is a secret that has not been passed down. It cannot be learned by simply studying it. I think back then, when the ancestors of my Zhou family were famous all over the world for their talisman refining technique, there were so many famous families vying for admission.
If you want to learn, you should bathe, change clothes, fast, and burn incense to show respect for my ancestors of the Zhou family..." Zhou Canghai was too arrogant, shaking his head again, pretending to be an expert.
"Oh, how about you eat braised pig head again?" Ling Chuxi's eyes stayed on Zhou Canghai's bruised and swollen face, and her tone became cold. She finally saw that this guy
He is a typical dyer who opens a dyeing workshop just by giving him some color. Don't be too polite to him.
"Uh... No, no, no, in fact, the talisman refining skills passed down by my family are worthless at all. If the head of the family is willing to learn, it is simply an honor for my Zhou family. If the ancestors know that there is a successor to my Zhou family's talisman refining skills,
Even if you are under the Nine Springs, you can rest in peace." Zhou Canghai shuddered, his originally straight chest suddenly deflated, his waist could no longer straighten, and he was half a body shorter, with a flattering smile on his face.
He looked like a pug wagging its tail begging for mercy.
Everyone looked at Zhou Canghai dumbfounded: This is too fast to follow the wind. I have seen people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but I have never seen people who are so afraid of death. They keep talking about the ancestors of the Zhou family.
, if you want them to know that you are so unscrupulous in fear of death, will you be so angry that you live, die, live, and die again?
"Zhou Canghai, I finally know why others call you Sword God." Ling Chuxi originally wanted to beat him again to make him remember a little bit, but when she saw the mean look on his face, she really didn't even want to do it.
I can't even lift my interest.
"Hey, that's all the compliments from my friends. In fact, with my little strength, it's still a bit reluctant to call me the Sword God." Zhou Canghaitian said shamelessly. What does it mean to be reluctant? With his early-Jun level strength, even giving him the title of Sword God is a bit reluctant.
Shenti shoes are not worthy.
"No, you are being modest, you are actually really mean." Ling Chuxi sighed and said.
Speaking of which, she had seen people pretending to be afraid of death, but this was the first time someone as cheap as Zhou Da Sword God was so cheap that she couldn't even get up the interest to do anything.
This village was completely rebuilt according to the layout of the Jindan Sect. Although it was a bit crude, there were quite a few empty houses. Soon, Lan Xinyu led the two of them to a clean room, which seemed to be used as an alchemy room.
, but obviously no one in this village knows how to make alchemy.
"Okay, let's get started." Ling Chuxi said after undoing the restrictions on Zhou Canghai.
"Okay, you first watch me refine a magic talisman, and then I will slowly explain it to you later." Zhou Canghai flexed his muscles, took out a piece of fine jade, and a bottle of red liquid that looked like blood, and dipped his pen into it.
After a while, I started writing and drawing on the jade.
Ling Chuxi looked at it, and then sighed, this guy seems to be a bit real. She might gain a lot this time.