After a while, the food was indeed delivered. Except for some vegetarian dishes, the others were all seafood. Uncle Zhang sat down, as if he wanted to accompany her to finish the meal. Zhan Changfeng took a few symbolic bites and asked again.
The matter of ships.
Uncle Zhang glanced at the food and said with a smile, "Elder Ling is in charge of the fortifications. If you want a ship, just talk to him."
Elder Ling is an irritable old man who lives in a shed with drafts from all sides and piles of various materials.
"You are so stupid, Lian Bi, Lian Bi, you know, if you waste another blank talisman on me, I will waste you!"
The young man who had suffered a brain breakdown after eating several meals in a row lowered his head and obeyed. When Elder Ling turned his head, he immediately made a face.
He saw Uncle Zhang from the corner of his eye, throwing away his pen and running towards him. The expression of joy and excitement on his face was blinding, as if he had been waiting for his lover to elope.
Then Elder Ling picked him up by the collar and threw him back.
Uncle Zhang smiled like a good old man and said, "Elder, your life is going well."
"By the way, is this the talented person you call him? He's just an idiot who can't learn anything!"
Uncle Zhang echoed good-naturedly, "Thank you for your trouble. Only a master like you can train an idiot to become a good person."
"Don't tell me it's useless, what are you doing here!"
Uncle Zhang waved his hand towards Zhan Changfeng, "You can speak for yourself."
Then he said goodbye to Elder Ling with a smile and left, telling the young man, "Liang Yu, be obedient."
Elder Ling dragged his big black bags under his eyes and faced her, "What are you looking at!"
"I need a boat."
"It's none of my business, don't bother me." Elder Ling turned around and left, doing his own thing and completely ignoring others.
Logically speaking, everyone should react with this kind of attitude, be embarrassed or angry.
But when the young man peeked his head in, he saw the tall and tall young man in green shirt standing with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips, pure and untainted by the dirt of the world.
This was rude, and in her eyes, it was as unworthy of consideration as dust.
Looking at this person with a good personality, the young man felt a little humble for no reason. He shrank his head, and she happened to "look" sideways. Although her eyes were covered with cloth, the young man felt extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.
After being looked at by this person, I felt ashamed and angry, but instead felt ashamed and regretful.
He felt that it was not good to leave such a jade-like person dry there. Seeing Elder Ling immersed in his talisman again, he quickly said to Zhan Changfeng, "Our ships will not be sold. You should leave quickly."
Bar."
He glanced at Elder Ling again and said hurriedly, "When you see Uncle Zhang, ask him to rescue me from this old man as soon as possible. I would rather practice than learn how to make talismans."
"Why not sell it?"
"This is what we use to deal with pirates, how could we sell it?"
Zhan Changfeng, "Then who is in charge of your fortifications?"
"Of course it's the clan leader." The young man felt that he had said a bit too much. After all, she was an outsider, but he still reminded him, "If you want to leave, just make your own ship, but don't go west, that's the Skull Island Pirates
’s territory.”
Pirates of Skull Island?
Xiao Canghai, the old lord of Yang Jie City, was killed by the master of Skull Island. He had long heard that the location of Skull Island was secretive and that the pirates on it were elusive. It turned out that they were in this sea area.
She politely thanked the young man, but did not leave. She looked at the talisman-making materials and scattered talisman papers on the table around Elder Ling.
From the moment she saw Elder Ling, she knew that Uncle Zhang was lying to her.
Elder Ling, with his attitude of focusing on the talisman and not taking care of things, cannot be the person who manages the fortifications. Even if he is, it is a nicer honorary title given to him.
It seems that Uncle Zhang will not kill her, but he wants her to fend for herself.
Either kill or let him go. What does it mean to let him stay in his own camp without paying attention to him like this?
This man's method of handling unexpected situations is really poor.
She had nowhere to go, so she watched Elder Ling making talismans there, feeling a little surprised.
Just now, Uncle Zhang called him Master. Normally, it would be an exaggeration to flatter someone who knows how to make talismans. But now I see that Elder Ling can really be called a "Master", but he is still far from being a Master.
As for why the surprise?
Because she couldn't help but want to take people into her own hands, so it made people worry less to have a Talisman Master who only loved studying Talismans.
And judging by his accent, he is not a local. He should be an elder from Keqing, so he is more likely to be poached.
However, the Bai tribe is a problem. The problem is not only that she wants to poach people, but also that they put pure grain grass in her dishes.
It is also an older and more potent purifying grass.
Pure grain grass is a tonic for monks, used to strengthen muscles and activate blood circulation.
Judging from their attitude, it is not a luxurious and luxurious way of hospitality.
In the next few days, except for sleeping, she kept watching Elder Ling making talismans. Uncle Zhang occasionally stopped her a few times, "How is it? What did Elder Ling say?"
"You haven't ignored me yet."
"There's nothing you can do about it, you can only beg him."
Zhan Changfeng nodded helplessly.
On this day, Elder Ling added a talisman to a sword. After the success, he was in a good mood and said to Zhan Changfeng for the first time, "What do you think of my sword?"
Zhan Changfeng said, "Nothing, just an ordinary soldier."
Elder Ling snorted coldly, swung his sword in his hand, and slashed a sharp light of lightning, leaving a deep black mark three meters away on the ground, and glanced at her as if he was proud of himself.
Zhan Changfeng said, "Nothing, it's just an ordinary thunder talisman."
"Do you still recognize that this is the Thunder Explosive Talisman?" This is not something you can know by yourself after looking at it for several days. Elder Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Have you learned it?"
"No."
Elder Ling looked irritable again, threw away the sword in his hand, and went to draw other talismans.
Talismans are said to have the effect of summoning gods and impeaching ghosts, suppressing demons and subduing demons, so as to control vitality, celestial phenomena, etc. for one's own use.
Zhan Changfeng saw that the talisman he painted was not a random one, but a systematic talisman inheritance.
This is interesting. Anyone who inherits the orthodox inheritance is a person with outstanding qualifications. It is certain that he is over 100 years old, but it is unreasonable for him to still be in foundation building after he is over 100 years old.
No matter how much you fall in love with the talisman, you cannot waste your realm for this. You must know that in the side sect inheritance, especially the talisman lineage, the most important thing is the understanding of the nature of heaven and earth, and the high realm is the key to touching those deep mysteries.
In other words, if he is really passionate about the talismans and devotes himself wholeheartedly, he will gain a deep understanding of the nature of the world through the study of the talismans, thereby improving his own realm and even using the talismans to enter the Tao.
Realm and perception are two-way promotion.
The artistic conception of the talismans drawn by Elder Ling is close to the unity of heaven and man. Even ordinary talismans will be painted by him to have qualities that exceed the limitations of its own level.
For example, the first-grade thunder talisman just exerted the power of the second-grade one.
The artistic conception and realm did not match. Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly. Could it be that he had been seriously injured and his cultivation level had been reduced?
Seeing him turn around, Liang Yu quickly picked up the sword from the ground and put it neatly on a shelf, then lay there with a frown on his face and drew the basic talismans.