There are wooden boxes on each row of the shelves, with the items marked on them. The production of second-level puppets requires the use of dozens of materials such as high-grade silver sunken wood, soul spirit seeds, and snow silk. They are expensive, and Shen Ping also He only dared to buy five or six copies, but that was enough for him.
Other puppet masters need to accumulate several years or more to break through to the second level. They will only try to make it when they feel proficient.
However, Shen Ping relied on dual cultivation to quickly gain insights and save a lot of time.
Return to Qinghe Lane.
He became busy.
There are only two months left before the end of the year, so we must speed up the production of talismans and puppets.
The number of daily double cultivation sessions also had to be reduced.
Shen Ping's face returned to its usual calmness, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.
He shook his head and stood up and walked into the house, "I can't walk with my old bones."
The sky was dim and dull.
Return to the small courtyard in Qinghe Lane.
"Wait another half year, if no one succeeds, destroy this place!"
Shen Ping, who was speeding up the production of talismans and seals in the talisman-making room, unexpectedly received an invitation from shopkeeper Chen.
This puppet seemed to have come to life, slurping its tongue and circling around Shen Ping's arms.
Meditate.
Only then did he realize that the shelves in the store were empty for elixirs, magic weapons, talismans, seals, formation disks, etc.
He looked at Shopkeeper Chen, and saw that the back of a monk in the late stage of Qi training seemed to be staggering.
Speaking of which.
I drank cup after cup of spiritual tea.
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Qinghe Lane Small Courtyard.
The two walked side by side to the small courtyard.
Luo Qing's face had a rare soft color.
Shen Ping stopped at the door of the courtyard and looked at the crystal lights of the bedroom and wing. He sighed deeply. He clenched and unclenched his fists, clenched them again and finally slowly unclenched them.
These black-robed and masked cultivators let out bursts of painful wails, and some of their blood burned directly, turning their entire bodies into ashes.
"The steward, your guest, may accompany you."
"Eighth level of Qi training."
Shopkeeper Chen raised the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and said, "Master Shen Fu, you are a blessed person. Let's go. Regardless of whether you can leave or not, you must try your best to leave."
When I saw the purple-robed elder again this time, his face was no longer as relaxed as before, the corners of his eyes seemed a little gloomy, and his voice became a little cold.
Only then did the tightness in his chest disappear.
In the hall.
I saw shopkeeper Chen sitting under the old locust tree and quietly sipping spiritual tea.
"Husband."
"That's the way the world is."
"No matter what happens, we will be by your side."
"Zhenbaolou left Yunshanfang together with the disciples of Jinyang Sect."
"End of the year."
Shopkeeper Chen cupped his hands and said, "My boss will leave at the end of the year, and I can't leave."
He smiled.
"I'm fine now, and I can stay with you forever."
The purple-robed elder looked unhappy, "Don't you understand? The steward can accompany you. If you don't want to leave, you can stay. Okay, get out!"
Although it is just a relatively simple snake puppet, the various functions of this snake are stronger than Yan's white puppet, and the most important thing is that it is hidden in the cuffs. As long as the puppet spirit technique is not used, it will be difficult to detect it with spiritual consciousness.
In the end, I could only grit my teeth and say this bitterly.
Even meditation practice in a quiet room.
along the road.
There is no longer a monk to be seen in the ruins cave of the underground mine, but on the fifth floor, Chunmanyuan still transports batches of black-robed and masked monks, making them stand on a round platform with mottled blood stains.
"Time is running out."
The blood color becomes darker and darker, and sometimes it looks a bit coquettish.
He hurried to Zhenbao Tower, and as soon as he saw Shopkeeper Ding, the latter said solemnly, "Master Shen Fu, you came just in time. Elder Yuanying has something to announce."
What are Jin Yangzong’s plans?
The streets are still filled with blood.
Shen Ping walked to the small courtyard with a puzzled expression.
Only the color of blood shines on Yunshanfang.
Yu Yan said softly.
"Master Shen Fu."
I took ten deep breaths.
"This old locust tree has been in the yard for fifteen years."
Shen Ping felt that he could no longer wait. No matter whether there was any news from Zhenbao Tower, he would have to leave with Yu Yan and Luo Qing at the end of the year. Every day he delayed staying in Yunshanfang would be one more day of danger.
brush.
He stepped through the shop door of Xiuchun Pavilion.
Cui Keqing and other foundation-building monks beside him had ugly expressions.
Shen Ping, Cui Keqing, and Luo Keqing did not leave Zhenbao Tower, but went to the private room on the second floor to sit and wait.
I went to the water room and cleaned myself up.
After all the members of Yunshanfang have arrived.
Other foundation building guests arrived one after another.
Deep in the Yunshan swamp.
moment.
The cold wind swept across, and Yunshanfang ushered in the first snow of the year.
"I really can't bear to leave it."
The door was unusually deserted.
The words in Shen Ping's mouth were immediately blocked. He didn't know what to say and could only continue to listen.
After completing the familiar set of talisman-making movements, Shen Ping had no distracting thoughts, and only the talisman seal remained in his mind!
All the deacons and guests turned pale.
…
"So weak."
After a while.
This day.
suck.
It is most suitable for surprise attacks.
Although Shen Ping was mentally prepared, he still felt a little confused after hearing these words. He could leave, but what should Yu Yan Luoqing do!
When they went to Chunman Garden, they couldn't feel at ease at all.
He raised his eyes and looked at the bloody sky. He wanted to break it with one punch, but he could only think about it. Facing such a large formation, not even him, not even several Nascent Soul cultivators could do anything.
Elder Yuanying's voice sounded, "Everyone, come in."
The monks around him noticed that there was a monk on the round platform who could withstand the blood energy bursting out from the formation, and hurriedly spoke out to remind him.
After your mind clears up.
Step into the small courtyard.
"I'll ask about the situation later."
Zizzi~
As the circular table rotates.
Shen Ping put it away with satisfaction, then left the talisman-making room and went to the quiet room to sit cross-legged and rest for a while. When he was about to start practicing the exercises, Chu Yan's voice came from outside.
A month passed quickly like this.
Talking room.
Although her white puppet was only of medium quality, its production technique was unique, especially the neat and consistent connection between the techniques, which gave Shen Ping a lot of inspiration.
call.
Sign making room.
Shen Ping also stood up.
Mid-December.
Talking room.
Cui Keqing's face was gloomy, and then he sighed, "I won't let my family members take them with me. Isn't it better to stay and wait for death? Shopkeeper Ding has many connections. Why don't you find an opportunity to talk to the Jindan deacons and see if you can Take your family with you."
In addition to technical proficiency, it also requires an immersion and inspiration in puppetry.
Since the blood covered the sky.
But his eyes were filled with unspeakable pain.
Go inside and take a look.
Shen Ping called Yu Yan and Luo Qing to drink up all the spiritual wine in the storage bag. He did not use his spiritual power to relieve the drunkenness, but let the drunkenness spread throughout his body. With his eyes blurred, he grabbed the two figures and skillfully pulled them apart. robe, and then walked towards the avenue.
Arrive at Xiuchun Pavilion.
When Shen Ping came to his senses again, he felt that his feet were a little unsteady, and he quickly used his Dantian spiritual power to barely suppress the pressure.
Shen Ping and others focused their gazes and noticed Shopkeeper Ding's expression, and their hearts sank.
Elder Yuanying's face was filled with joy, and he flashed over with his spiritual consciousness, laughing loudly: "After trying so many times, I finally succeeded once, and I can do my job. Continue, if there are one or two more..."
Driven for a while.
"I'll go to Zhenbao Tower and ask again!"
The casual cultivators have returned to their previous lives, but the number of cultivators who secretly go to the surrounding Shiwan Mountains has quietly increased. Even if none of these cultivators come back, they cannot stop the wave after wave of cultivators that follow.
He goes to Zhenbao Tower every now and then to sit down, mainly to get information. If Zhenbao Tower is accessible, Zhenbao Tower will naturally be his first choice.
Shen Ping gritted his teeth and shortened the time to save time for Fu Zhuan and the puppet.
Returning from Xiuchun Pavilion.
The Nascent Soul's mana aura surges.
Until dusk at sunset.
A flash of inspiration flashed through his fingers.
Seeing Shen Ping's eyes moving over, Shopkeeper Ding shook his head, "It's probably because the negotiations with the General Station of Qingyang City didn't go well, and I'm afraid I suffered a bit of a loss!"
Pray for blessings.
Shopkeeper Ding said helplessly, "I can't leave myself, so I can only rely on favors. Cui Keqing should not have too much hope. Oh, what's the matter? We have many external members in Zhenbao Building. It's good now. There’s no way to go.”
A foundation-building guest couldn't help but said, "Elder Qiu, I wonder how many places the guest can bring this time?"
"When I planted it, it was still very small. I would take care of it carefully every day when the shop was closed."
Shopkeeper Ding appeared at the door of the private room.
Elder Yuanying's face was expressionless, but the disappointment in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper, "No, no, no, how did the Blood Crocodile Ancestor succeed back then, continue!"
Shopkeeper Ding walked in and drank a cup of spiritual tea in one breath. Then he sighed repeatedly, "I haven't found out the specific situation. I just know that you have to pay a price for every additional person you bring. Zhenbao Tower can only protect the deacon guest first!"
Yu Yan......
Speaking of which, it was still thanks to Yan.
Not to mention Luo Qing.
As soon as these words came out.
Shopkeeper Chen is not here either.
Puppet making is different from talisman.
Meditate again.
I just felt like there was a suffocating feeling in my chest.
I looked back at the door plaque.
The number of casual cultivators leaving Yunshanfang has exceeded thousands, and the number is still increasing. The law enforcement patrol team of Jinyang Sect's outer gate not only did not stop them, but deliberately condoned them.
But while busy.
Shopkeeper Ding frowned.
Rogue cultivators all have their own thoughts. Some may believe in the Jinyang Sect, but most of them will not place their lives on the Jinyang Sect's verbal promises.
He didn't want to speculate. Only when he stayed away from Yunshanfang could his heart feel truly at ease.
He looked at Yu Yan and Luo Qing, sighed and said, "Sorry."
Shen Ping looked at the smart puppet in front of him, with a smile on his tired face. After spending six puppet materials and constantly gaining puppet insights day and night, he finally managed to make a second-level puppet.
He came to the side room and chatted with Yu Yan casually for a few words, then went to the bedroom to look at Luo Qing, then entered the talisman-making room and sat down cross-legged.
I don’t know how long we marched.
They all know that their husbands have a lot of pressure hidden in their hearts.
At this time, shopkeeper Chen didn't have his usual all-round appearance and shrewd eyes. He was like an ordinary old man, telling every detail of his relationship with Xiuchun Pavilion.
After sitting down.
"Husband."
"A female cultivator came to visit me at the gate of the small courtyard."
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