There is indeed a batch. "
Yan Zhou: "Can you let me have a look?"
Is there any reason not to do door-to-door business?
Boss Zhu was delighted when he heard this. He ran to the pile of raw stones at the back and pulled out a basket of red stones. He picked up one and placed it in front of Yan Zhou.
"This is Cherry Stone, what do you think?"
Yan Zhou dipped some powder into it and smelled it closely. It indeed exuded a light fruity fragrance.
They looked similar, but she kept it in mind and said to Boss Zhu:
"Otherwise, I'll buy one and try it out to see if it's genuine. If it's genuine, I'll take all of your goods."
Boss Zhu was confused: "Try it real or fake. Does the customer know this kind of stone?"
Yan Zhou replied: "This thing is called cinnabar."
Boss Zhu was dubious. After receiving the money for a piece of ore, he stood aside to see how Yan Zhou verified the authenticity.
I saw a spark of fire rising from the young man's fingertips, slowly approaching the crushed cinnabar.
The cinnabar began to turn black. Yan Zhou withdrew the flame and left it in the air to cool for a few seconds. The cinnabar actually returned to its original color.
Boss Zhu was first surprised that the young man was a blood noble, and then couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this magical scene.
Yan Zhou's eyebrows relaxed.
It's the real thing.
Xu Huaian took in all this and frowned after seeing the boy's specific appearance.
Yun Cong was keenly aware of Xu Huaian's vigilance and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Xu Huaian shook his head, took a deep look at Yan Zhou, and said, "It's nothing, let's go back."
This look made Yan Zhou turn around.
She saw the couple leaving with their backs to her. The woman had a clean white dress and the man had neat short hair and was wearing a white shirt.
Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on a certain place.
The beads on that man's hand look familiar, with patterns of auspicious clouds engraved on them.
I asked Chu Qingyu that they were of the same style.
——
Back in the dormitory, after Yan Zhou released Gu Dao, he began to prepare the cinnabar solution.
After the debugging was completed, some rune writing techniques came to her mind and she wanted to try writing one.
Yan Zhou pulled out the spiritual thread from his body, dipped it in cinnabar, concentrated his energy, and began to write.
With a centimeter distance between his fingers and the talisman, he tried to release the spiritual thread...
Traces of golden light began to appear on the talisman paper.
"Stab"
Yan Zhou:......
There was a hole in the talisman paper, it seemed that it was too strong.
Failure is the mother of success, try again.
"Stab"
The talisman was torn again.
"Stab"
Yan Zhou felt that letting a sword cultivator draw the talisman was like a knife in the ass, which opened his eyes.
Nine orifices are connected to the ten orifices.
But unfortunately, it is not easy to be versatile in life. Maybe in the near future, she will have to learn alchemy by herself.
…
After Yan Zhou's unremitting efforts, the first invisibility talisman was finally completed.
She looked at the dozen or so damaged talisman papers next to her and sighed. Fortunately, she had picked enough Liuyinghua, otherwise there wouldn't be enough to make.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the crooked runes, then fell silent.
Forget about the difficult operation of drawing symbols in the air. From now on, if she practices drawing hundreds of symbols every day, she won't believe that she can't be self-taught.
As for this invisibility charm...
Yan Zhou casually patted Gu Dao who was taking a nap on the bed.
In the blink of an eye, the sword disappeared in front of Yan Zhou.
Yan Zhou nodded with satisfaction.
Although the appearance is a little worse, the function is not reduced, and the main focus is practicality.
Seeing that it was still early and her hands were free, she decided to practice more and master the most basic runes first.
As soon as this idea came up, Yan Zhou started a new round of experiments on drawing symbols.
As for Gu Dao with the talisman on the bed:...
*
In the early morning of the next day, Yan Zhou bought a ticket to the competition venue early. Because others regarded her as a severely "disabled person," she went alone.
The second game is divided into three parts, the first part is about fighting, the second part is about talent and bloodline, and the third part is about mecha.
Peng Ying and Chen Huan, who were eliminated in the previous round, sat in the audience.
On the field, Zheyun and Gaia's team members were doing preparatory activities.
But the strange thing is that in addition to Chihuan, Huisi, and two substitutes, the Zheyun team has an unknown short-haired boy, and there is no sign of Wenchu and Qingyu.
Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar and gentle voice sounded beside him:
"How is student Yan's recovery going?"
Yan Zhou turned around and asked Chu Chu and Qing Yu.
They sat down next to her very naturally, with caring expressions on their faces.
Yan Zhou: "I'm in good health, you won't participate in the second game?"
At the beginning of the interview, he arched his eyebrows and smiled, feeling relaxed and Zen.
"Originally, we didn't want to participate in this competition. After all, our status is sensitive, but the superiors said that there is a serious shortage of people this time, so they invited us to come."
"As for the second game, we have a special bloodline and we always have to leave some opportunities for others."
His words were tactful and Yan Zhou understood him.
If anyone else said this, it might be arrogant, but just look at their crushing performance in the first game————
He's right.
"That boy with short hair is."
Yan Zhou paused and looked at the short-haired boy walking towards a man. The man lowered his head and said something to him.
The familiar white shirt and the same bracelet they wore at first.
It was the man of the couple in the raw ore market.
Wenchu replied: "That boy is a lay disciple of Jing'an Temple, named Yunluo. He was also selected to participate in the competition this time, but he did not come with the first game."
Yan Zhou nodded, then asked sideways: "You who practice Buddhism... can you start a family?"
Her topic was too jumpy and confused the first grader of junior high school.
Before he could recover, Qingyu answered first:
"Jing'an Temple is divided into two types: Buddhist disciples and lay disciples. The former can only get married if they return to secular life, while the latter can do whatever they want. Generally, those who lead Buddhist practices are lay disciples."
"I see."
Yan Zhou was thoughtful.
When everyone present is ready, the host introduces again:
"The 147th Four-Region League will begin soon. During the second half of the game, the principals of our four schools will serve as online judges."
Yan Zhou was stunned when four principals arrived.
"Then the principal who lost earlier will be a little embarrassed."
Wenchu turned the prayer beads and said, "I don't usually know how to do it, but I can't say for sure."
This subtext...
Yan Zhou smiled. She could picture the intrigue on the judging panel.
The first fighting match began, and the opponents were a member of Gaia and the ring holder.
Looking at the strong strength of the holding ring, she praised: "I was silent during the previous competition, but I didn't expect that he is very good at fighting."
Talking about his junior brother, there was a smile in Chu Chu's eyes: "Chi Huan is shy by nature, but he is very studious. He is quite talented in fighting, and the martial arts master in the temple also likes him very much."
Children who are eager to learn are always good.
Gaia's people were obviously inferior to holding the ring, and they were defeated after more than ten rounds of back and forth.
(End of chapter)
