Not everyone has the talent to draw magic scrolls, because even the low-level magic diagram array is extremely complicated. Not only does it have to be completed in one stroke, but the magic power poured into magic lines is also divided into priorities, which is difficult to master.

Take the lowest-level black iron magic scroll for example. At present, the most well-known magic scroll drawing master of the Kamikaze Continent, the success rate of drawing a black iron magic scroll is one-twentieth, drawing a bronze-level magic scroll is one-twentieth, drawing a silver-level magic scroll is one-twentieth, drawing a gold-level magic scroll is one-thousandth, and drawing a diamond-level magic scroll only exists in legends. At present, no one on the continent can draw such a heaven-defying magic scroll.

This is still the most well-known magic scroll painter. The success rate of other second-rate and third-rate is even smaller. If you are not a professional, even if you are lucky enough to draw it successfully, it will probably be more than worth the effort.

Feng Yi was secretly talking, no wonder the magic scrolls were so expensive. The materials alone cost and energy was exhausted. Is it so difficult to draw a magic scroll?

"Can a magician draw a bronze or even silver level magic scroll?" Feng Yi asked.

"Yes, the input of magic power can be replaced by magic crystal, but it is more difficult to control the absorption of external magic power, and magic crystal is also a considerable expense, so except for some people with too many gold coins, no one uses this method to try it." said the female magician.

Feng Yi tapped his fingers on the armrest of the stone chair, as if thinking. After a long time, he glanced at the prisoners and said, "Okay, now I will announce the verdict on you. Because your shameless sneak attack caused me to lose more than 30 elite soldiers, according to the law of the town, you will be punished to be all enlisted. Well, the mining work of the small iron mine in the west of the town will be handed over to you."

After Feng Yi finished speaking, he walked out, and Charlie and the others looked at each other in a glance. Before they could protest, they were humans, how could they become demon soldiers? The most hateful thing is how could they be miners?

“风少,那个……柳什么的女人还在门口,说要见您.”比利跑过来说道.

"No." Feng Yi waved his hand very simply.

Billy was about to blow the woman out. He thought that the master had played with her and was no longer interested in her now, and he didn't need to be polite to her anymore. It's a pity that such a beautiful woman, Princess Belita of the Blood Demon King's family, can be compared.

"Wait." Feng Yi called Billy and walked towards the gate himself.

Billy shrank his neck, but fortunately he didn't take action. It seemed that the master had a love for her, which also showed that he had not fully understood his master's psychology. It seemed that he would have to work harder.

Feng Yi opened the stone door, and Liu Yanyun looked at him faintly outside.

"You want to meet this young master? What's wrong?" Feng Yi said expressionlessly.

"My piano has fallen on you." Liu Yanyun said.

"Then you take your piano and get out quickly." Feng Yi said with some impatientness.

"But... my heart is also here." Liu Yanyun's words made Feng Yi widen his eyes. Could it be that this woman fell in love with him, who is wise and powerful? It seems that this possibility is zero. There must be a conspiracy.

"The master said that the great way is the same, and only when the mind is as calm as water can we reach the state where things appear and things go without leaving. I thought I did it, but since last night, my heart has some tumultuous waves, so please let you stay here and find your previous state of mind." Liu Yanyun's voice was indifferent, and he could not hear any emotional ups and downs.

Feng Yi's face was strange. Why did this sound so awkward? It was strange that it was misunderstood. He knew that this woman was not talking about her heart, but that her different behaviors surprised and even curious. This was obviously human nature, but she had to be related to her state of mind. What a strange thing, her master must be mentally distorted and perverted.

"I heard that you are Fairy Yun from Jinfeng Pavilion? Looking at the tone of those idiots after talking about Jinfeng Pavilion, I think it's very famous. Will you draw a magic scroll?" Feng Yi smiled like a fox whose conspiracy was about to succeed.

...

Line drawing, twisting, splitting, smudge...

Feng Yi looked at Liu Yanyun holding a magic brush in his hand, and drew a magical array of primary wind-type magic double wind blades on a black iron blank scroll. Looking at her dancing pen tip, various painting techniques that matched them could not help but appear in her mind.

Finally, after Liu Yanyun finished drawing the last stroke, the entire black iron magic scroll flashed, and the magic diagram array drawn inside seemed to be vivid in an instant. She let out a sigh and finally succeeded after wasting thirty black iron-level blank scrolls. Since there was no magic power in her body, magic crystals were inlaid on her magic brush. This kind of external magic power is extremely difficult to control. Her success rate of one-thirty can be regarded as a master among the magic scroll painters.

Feng Yi took the brush and turned around in his hand a few times, staring at Liu Yanyun with a burning gaze and said, "I'll ask you, the magic power in your body should be specially sealed."

Liu Yanyun smiled indifferently and said, "It's not your business."

"OK, I'm talking nonsense. Now you can teach me how to draw, but I don't know anything about it. You should just hold my hand and teach me." Feng Yi laughed.

Oke Liu Yanyun was confused by the strange and strange language that Feng Yi accidentally appeared, and couldn't help but want to explore it. However, the master's explanation before leaving and experienced it became a demon at this time, which made her feel about this demon into a strange circle. She was curious but tried her best to restrain her, but the consequence of trying her best to restrain her was even more curious. In this way, she tended to form a vicious cycle.

Liu Yanyun did not object. Her boneless jade hand was held on the back of Feng Yi's hand, which could only cover less than half of the area, and the black and white formed a very sharp contrast.

Soft, smooth and warm, three words suddenly appeared in Feng Yi's mind. The hands were connected and the nose was filled with a faint fragrance. This feeling was not ordinary.

Liu Yanyun led Feng Yi's hand to move. At this moment, she vaguely hoped that Feng Yi would take advantage of her further. In this way, perhaps the unfathomable feeling brought to her by this demon might collapse completely, and her heart lake could also be calm and could embark on the journey of heart training again.

But Liu Yanyun was disappointed. Feng Yi did not act any other irregular behavior. Instead, after the initial smirk, his expression became less focused. When he was focused, his facial features were clearer like a knife, with an indescribable temperament.

Suddenly, Liu Yanyun led Feng Yi to exert too much force in a place where the line was hooked, and the black iron scroll was immediately scrapped.
Chapter completed!