Doomsday Rise

The "Dark Emperor's Book" was stimulated, and the black air flow was running at high speed. Wherever it passed, the cold and stiff feeling was like ice and snow that had seen the sun, melting quietly. When Liu Weian opened his eyes, he found that the sky had already turned dark Liang, after a moment of bewilderment, was shocked.

He didn't do anything, and the night passed, but he felt that it was just a blink of an eye. When I looked at the ancient stone tablet again, I felt a sense of inscrutability. There were still some old blue stone tablets, and the mysterious symbols half-covered by dust were faintly broken. From the outside, they were not eye-catching at all. But it was such a stone tablet that made him lost all night.

He shook his head fiercely, mentally exhausted, but there was an indescribable joy, as if he had obtained a huge treasure, but after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing. It felt so weird and contradictory, and it was only when he left sadly that he realized that Unknowingly stepped on the second step.

He didn't think about what was going on, he just felt that this place was full of evil, and many things did not follow common sense. No wonder Huang Chisheng refused to come in. Only now did he realize that he had underestimated the evil nature Huang Chisheng spoke of. How could it be so easy for a silver-level master to fear him like a tiger?

"Master Fu, have you finally come out?" Outside the stone gate, Huang Chisheng was fidgeting. He wanted to rush in several times, but his hand touched the stone gate, and he retracted again. Seeing the bright sky, he was almost desperate, and regretted taking Liu Wei with him. Come to this place, you know, because of this place, two gold-level masters committed suicide.

"Go back." Liu Weian was covered with a black scarf, so he couldn't see his expression, but he could still hear his weakness from his voice.

"Okay, okay, go back, go back." Huang Chisheng didn't notice Liu Weian's weakness, his mood was completely filled with joy, and his expression became more and more respectful. A person who can stay in front of the ancient stele for one night is enough to make Liu Wei'an feel weak. He looked up.

The Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce’s foothold in Black Dragon City is very luxurious. There is a large courtyard, with shops of more than 1,000 square meters in the front, and a courtyard with four entrances in the back. It is a continuous stretch, and with the tall trees and lush leaves, it looks extremely deep. Liu Wei'an once stood outside and looked into the distance once. At that time, he was thinking about when he could have a yard like this, but he never thought that he would have the opportunity to live in it today.

"Master Fu, this is your residence. It has been cleaned up. If there is any dissatisfaction, I will have it changed immediately." Huang Chisheng said respectfully.

This is an independent small courtyard, a courtyard, a living room, a room, a workshop, in addition to an independent kitchen, a maid's room, a single household, better than staying in a hotel Ten thousand times higher, although Liu Weian's social status has risen during this period, he has not yet adapted to this change in status, so he was stunned for a while before saying: "All right, that's it, I have no requirements for where to live."

"Yes, Master Fu, please rest well, I won't bother you, this is Yan'er, if you have any orders, you can tell Yan'er, she will take care of everything.

" Huang Chisheng said.

"Understood." Only then did Liu Wei'an notice that Huang Chisheng was followed by a fragile maidservant, she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, her eyes were a little panicked, and her tender fingers were pinching the corner of her clothes, full of admiration. Nervousness and restlessness unfamiliar to the new owner.

Huang Chisheng pleaded guilty and left. The maid named Yan'er also left, but came in again after a while, carrying a bowl of thick soup. "This is qi-enhancing soup. It contains Chinese angelica, ginseng, snow lotus, goblin, blood-enriching flower, rafflesia and other medicinal materials for nourishing qi and blood. It has been simmered on a warm fire for eight hours. It is just right to drink at this time." Yan'er whispered Introduced delicately, but did not dare to look at Liu Wei'an.

The Yiqi Soup is served in a sea bowl. The soup is very clear. At first glance, I thought it was clear water. The faint fragrance makes people feel refreshed. Liu Wei'an took the Yiqi Soup, thanked him, and thought: The treatment of the Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce is really good, such a bowl of soup would cost more than a thousand copper coins at least outside.

Just about to tear off the black scarf, after thinking about it, she said to Yan'er: "Go down, I will call you if something happens."

"Yes." Yan'er bowed and left the room. Only then did Liu Wei'an take off the black scarf, took a sip of the Yiqi soup, a strong fragrance slid down his throat to his stomach, and then a burst of fiery heat permeated his whole body, every cell in the ironing moaned, as expected It is a good thing, although it is not as good as the Shiquan Dabu Wan made by Sun Lingzhi, but it is also a first-class good soup. After drinking the Yiqi soup in one gulp, he fell asleep.

The strange incident last night made him extremely mentally exhausted. He didn't know what happened in the night of confusion, but it was certain that his body had changed, otherwise there would be no joy in his soul. Two hours later, he opened his eyes, refreshed and in surprisingly good shape.

"It's no wonder that rich people have better physical fitness. Drinking this kind of great tonic soup every day, even a pig can live a few years longer." Liu Wei'an subconsciously believed that this was due to the benefit of qi soup.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the room, Yan'er immediately walked out of a small room next door when she heard the movement, and said anxiously, "What are your orders, Master?"

"I'm going to work, are things ready?" Liu Wei'an's eyes swept across Yan'er's face.

"It's all ready, bamboo arrows, talisman paper, cinnabar, brushes, and Huiqi pills..." Yan'er lowered her hands.

"Huiqi Wan?" Liu Weian interjected.

"Yes, Huiqi Wan." Yan'er raised her eyes and glanced at him quickly, as if she was a little surprised, and found that he was looking at him with burning eyes, startled, and immediately lowered her eyes like a frightened bunny.

"What is Huiqi Pill?" Liu Weian was a little puzzled. Do you need any pills to draw the spell? He himself became a monk halfway, so he is really not sure about this.

"Huiqi Pill can restore physical strength when you are exhausted." Yan'er explained, but she was even more surprised in her heart. She knew that Liu Weian was a spellcaster. Since he was a spellcaster, how could he not even know about the Huiqi Pill, a must-have pill for a spellcaster? This puzzled her a little.

When he came to the studio, Liu Weian was shocked again. The Plum Blossom Chamber of Commerce is worthy of being a big business. This studio is more than ten times larger than the house he lives in. The piles of bamboo arrows are all top-grade. Although bamboo arrows are the lowest level of arrows, they are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The low-grade bamboo arrows are rough, which will affect the range and accuracy. The middle-grade bamboo arrows will greatly improve the accuracy. , they all choose medium-grade bamboo arrows, while top-grade bamboo arrows are relatively rare. It takes more time and energy to make a high-grade bamboo arrow than medium-grade bamboo arrows, but the sales volume is not as good as that of medium-grade bamboo arrows. Teachers don't even bother to make high-grade arrows. Liu Weian didn't see many high-grade bamboo arrows in Black Dragon City for a month. All he used were medium-grade bamboo arrows. That's why he was so surprised to see this large pile of high-grade bamboo arrows, a total of 50,000 to 60,000.

Talisman paper, cinnabar, and writing brushes are all high-quality products. His eyes fell on a bottle of elixir on the table, and he poured out a elixir in the palm of his hand. The milky white elixir was the size of soybeans and exuded a faint fragrance. Liu Wei'an observed After a while, the bottle was put in again. Start debugging cinnabar. Seeing this, Yan'er exited the room and closed the door. A talismanist cannot be disturbed while working. Huang Chisheng had warned her sternly. In fact, every talismanic master has his or her own skills, which is an untold mystery.

After debugging, Liu Weian walked up to the bamboo arrow with the cinnabar and began to draw a spell. As for the talisman paper, he honestly put it away. Other spell masters need to draw a spell on the talisman paper first, and then print it on the paper. On the bamboo arrow, the success rate is higher this way, he doesn't need this process at all, it can be done in one step.

With a movement of the wrist, the brush cast a complex shadow, red traces flowed out, a complex rune flashed, and then the light dimmed, disappearing the trace. A talisman arrow has been drawn.

Liu Wei'an was overjoyed. His technique of drawing spells seemed to have unknowingly improved to a higher level. His arm was suspended in the air, only his wrist twisted in a small range, and the brush trembled, outlining mysterious and mysterious trajectories. Then a branch formed, surprisingly fast.

Before Liu Wei'an drew spells, he had to go through preheating, slow heating, gradually getting better, and finally enter the psychic state. However, it is difficult to enter the psychic state. He can only enter once every three to five days, and every time he enters the moment It is very short, and you will exit in less than an hour. The number of times you have entered the state of good state is more, and the duration is longer than that of the psychic state. However, it is not easy to enter, and it must be in an excellent state. Only then can he enter, but at this moment, he has just made the first stroke, and he has entered the state of getting better.

The finished bamboo arrows were thrown away, but they were all neatly piled together, the number increased from small to large, and finally more and more, one hour, two hours, three hours... When it was dark, Liu Weian stopped When he got down, he glanced at the arrows that had been made, and was stunned. There are at least a thousand of them in such a large pile.

"How come there are so many?"

He knows the speed of making talisman arrows best. From 60 pieces an hour a month ago, it gradually changed to 80 pieces, 90 pieces, and barely reached 100 pieces ten days ago. , Basically keep around a hundred, sometimes one or two more, sometimes one or two less, it is difficult to break through, he himself understands that the speed has reached a bottleneck, and if he wants to increase it, it will take years of practice.

From noon to now, in about seven hours, a thousand talisman arrows have been drawn, and the average number of arrows per hour is more than 140, and the number of scrapped arrows is less than fifty, which means less than half of them. , This achievement was something he didn't even dare to think about before.

In the dark, he was sitting on the ground, the brush was thrown aside casually, he was thinking about the reasons for his progress, the material was one aspect, and the state was another aspect, but the combination of the two was not enough to make his talisman skills advance by leaps and bounds, the only one The only possibility is that last night...

Duo duo duo! There was a sudden knock on the door, echoing in the empty room, startling him.

"What's up?"

"Dinner...is ready..." Yan'er's trembling voice sounded, as if she was frightened by him.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there." Liu Weian's voice returned to calm.

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