Senior Brother Six looked at Ning Que and said, "If the material of the arrow shaft is replaced with mixed silver, your talisman must also be redesigned. I will make several squares of mixed silver blocks later. You can take them back and try it."
Ning Que thought of the little maid floating in the middle of the night in Lao Bizhai , scratched his head and said, "Sixth Brother, please help me prepare more materials then. The talisman I had interviewed before was very light, and it seems that it should be heavier this time. ."
Senior Sister Seven threw the pot lid in her hand to Chen Pipi , clapped her palms, looked at the two people in the discussion and asked in confusion: "Why don't Master Yan Se ask Master Yan to engrave talismans on the arrow shaft? Isn't the talisman carved by the divine talisman master? Would it be better?"
For ordinary talisman masters, the talisman he wrote can only be stimulated by his own thought frequency , but this rule does not apply to the talisman masters with mysterious realms. For divine talisman masters like Master Yan Se, they have the ability to seal the essence of heaven and earth and the talisman paper . They only need users to use their mind power to activate the talisman to stimulate the power in the talisman.
The importance of the divine talisman master to the national army and sect is reflected here. However, the status of the divine talisman master is so high that ordinary martial arts practitioners are not qualified to ask them to take action and build weapons specifically for themselves. What's more, if the armor and weapons of martial arts practitioners want to withstand the powerful engraving of the divine talisman master, they need sufficient quality or even rare materials. Any rare material must be expensive , which is also one of the important reasons why divine talisman weapons are extremely rare.
Ning Que was about to explain the difference between the two to Senior Sister Seven. Senior Brother Four, who had been silent for a long time in the dark corner of the room, said: "The talisman carved by the divine talisman master is powerful, but it is a talisman of others after all, like the junior brother. It is best to engrave your own talisman in the melee weapon you need. The two are in harmony and can even change according to the surrounding environment. This is very beneficial for improving one's own realm and enhancing combat advantages."
After a moment of pause, he continued, "A person with great opportunity like the younger brother can ask Master Yan Se to take action at any time. Instead, he cannot do this. Once he becomes dependent on the fixed talisman, it will be more and more difficult for him to make progress, let alone The runes on the weapon were not used by themselves. If they were damaged, where would he repair them?"
Ning Que wanted to ask his master to carve talismans on his weapons a few days ago. At that time, Master Yan Se's answer was very similar to what the fourth senior brother said. He couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, and suddenly thought about listening to Chen Pi when he first entered the back mountain of the academy. The thing that Pi mentioned was, looking at the fourth senior brother and asked curiously: "Fourth senior brother, General Xiahou's armor..."
The fourth senior brother replied, "The divine talisman armor on Xiahou was designed by Professor Huang He himself. Your sixth senior brother and I are just blacksmith carving workers and have done some technical work."
Thinking of the general who had been in the armor of the divine talisman and had been in the Yan realm for more than ten years, Ning Que smiled in a complicated mood after a long period of silence, shook his head and sighed: "Can you ask a divine talisman master like Professor Huang He Making talismans can allow the two senior brothers to carefully create armor. The four major border generals of the Tang Empire are indeed very good. "
The fourth senior brother shook his head expressionlessly and said, "The four generals of the Empire have no effect on my academy. Although I am not a divine talisman master, if I don't want to, even General Xu Shi will not ask me to take action. After all, Professor Huang He's face is still the one who has spoken out. Since he has spoken, it's hard for us to refuse."
"Professor Huang He is familiar with General Xiahou?" Ning Que seemed to ask unintentionally.
The fourth senior brother looked up at him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Professor Huang He is the guest minister of the Empire's Tianshu. It is what he should do to enhance his strength for the Empire's military."
When he heard the three words "Tianshu" in Tianshu, Ning Que remembered the sign hidden in his belt. Since His Majesty the Emperor gave him the waist card, he has not seen it at Tianshu, only knowing that it was the institution used by the Empire to manage practitioners. He couldn't help but wonder if his identity in Tianshu could be beneficial?
The rocks were walking at the bottom of the stream, and the arrows were tested by the lake. The time in the back mountain of the academy seemed to be much faster than the outside. Seeing that the sun on the cliff was slanting, the light was getting red and dark, Ning Que took it from his sixth brother Heavy mixed silver-wrought iron blocks wrapped in leather , bowed to his senior brothers and sisters , and walked out of the mountain.
Chen Pipi sent him out of the mountain. Before entering the fog , he suddenly stopped, his chubby face was full of doubts, and he asked, "Master Yan Se really said... Can your qualifications in talismans be among the top three in history?"
Ning Que patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Did you find that there is finally something in terms of practice that you can't compare to me, so you feel a little lost, lonely and cold? I want to be more open-minded, you are born to be unable to enter the talisman, why bother Compare this with me? Think about the sword saint Liu Bai, he will never be able to catch up with me in this regard."
Listening to Ning Que comparing himself with the world's most powerful man, Chen Pipi 's mood did not improve immediately, and he responded sarcastically: "I am a great practitioner of the realm of knowing fate. Will I still envy you, a little for not confused?"
"That's not what I said." Ning Que retorted with a smile: "I have only been practicing for a year, and I have been leaping from the first realm to the forty-minded, crossing three realms in a row. Who can be sure that I will not be able to enter the realm of knowing my destiny in the future?"
"The snow-capped mountains and Qihai only have ten orifices, and you must admit the resources below."
Chen Pipi looked at him sympathetically and said, "Stop taking a step back and say, "So what if the Master forced your elm head to the realm of knowing fate after returning to the academy? You are just a elm head."
Ning Que frowned and said, "The snow-capped mountains and seas are blocked, but it's not that my head is blocked."
Chen Pipi stood in front of the mountain path, looked back at him and smiled, "Anyway, I'm not sure whether you are the top three in history of Fudao qualifications, but I can be sure that even if you enter the realm of knowing fate, you will definitely be the weakest knowing fate in history. . The energy of heaven and earth that can be influenced cannot be three feet away from your side. How can you be embarrassed to call yourself a great practitioner?"
Speaking of great practitioners, he deliberately pronounced the big words very heavily and bite them very deeply.
Ning Que's face had already been extremely hard in the cold wind of Minshan Mountain and the wild sands of the border. He didn't care about his ridicule at all. He just thought that he had been in the second floor of the academy for several months, but he had not seen the legendary Master and Senior brother, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that if I had received my Master's personal teaching, then how fast I practiced would be.
"When will the teacher and senior brother come back?"
"No one knows."
"Traveling in China... there will always be a time to return home, right? It's been more than a year."
"Watching scenery and visiting friends is of course much happier than being bored in the back mountain to practice. If it were, I wouldn't be willing to come back."
Ning Que looked at him with a smile and asked, "I heard that every time the teacher traveled around the world over the years, he only brought the senior brother. Why didn't he take you? Last year in the old bookstore, you boasted about your master's favorite every day, and it seemed like you Not like it."
Chen Pipi shook her head and said with emotion: "You don't understand. People in the world respect the Master and dare not be disrespectful. Of course, this is even more true for us students, but no one can do what our senior brother can do, and can stick the Master's service . , if it were you, would you be willing to bring a doting daughter out or would you be willing to bring a wife who can cook?"
This is a ridiculous question, but Ning Que stood in front of the fog of the mountain path and actually began to think seriously. After thinking for a long time, he replied: "I will take Sangsang, she can cook and serve people. ."
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The summer in the wasteland is about to pass, the temperature of the grassland with fertile aquatic plants is gradually getting cooler, and the color of the grass on the black mud is gradually fading. However, unlike the feeling of the silence of the weather, there is still a lively scene on the northern grassland far away from the Central Plains. Countless tents are lying and dancing like clouds, slaughtering lambs and barbecue, singing and dancing, extremely cheerful.
After countless fierce and bloody battles, the deserted people who moved south from the northern region of the cold south a thousand years later finally completely defeated the resistance will of the grassland barbarians . The Left Tent Royal Court paid the price of the death of thousands of elite cavalry, but still could not stop the strong steps of the deserted people. He had to transfer all the tribes near the north to the grassland pasture further south, and turn the fertile grassland in the north. Leave it to the deserted people.
The brave desert warriors won the victory and regained a new home in their hometown a thousand years ago. This home is considered to be cold and harsh in the Central Plains, but for this refugee nation who lives in the cold region of the extreme northern region for many years, it is undoubtedly as beautiful as heaven.
Not long ago, the deserted tribes, women, children, and young, who had been in the extreme rear due to the slow migration speed, finally arrived at this new home. The number of people who successfully arrived far exceeded the deserted people's prior decision to migrate southward. It is expected that all the deserted people will be surprised.
In the grassland tent , relatives meet again, each set up their homes, familiar with the beautiful and strange new life, the frankincense smell of mutton soup, the odor of dry feces burning, after mixing together, it is extremely happy when people smell it in the desert. smell.
The carnival lasted from night to the next evening. The deserted soldiers rewarded themselves and their equally hard-working families with the spirits they snatched from the grassland royal court, and then felt sad and missed their relatives or gentleness on the road. He hugged his wife and fell asleep in his own tent. The oil lamp did not need to be lit at all.
The tent in the northwest of the grassland is also simple in appearance, but it is obviously much larger than the size , but the tent is brightly lit. More than ten braziers are hung in the air half a person high, illuminating the tent incredibly bright.
The elders of the desert and the most powerful warrior leaders cared for a whole day to celebrate victory, but then fell into contemplation and silence because a certain elder brought up a topic.
"What's scary about the Tang people?"
A strong and strong soldier leader of a deserted warrior looked at the old elders with confusion and said in a deep voice: "We are all natural warriors. In addition to being tired of moving thousands of miles south, we can also make the royal court on the grassland. If you want to fight for a fallen flower and water, as long as you rest in this pasture for half a year, who else can be our opponent in the world?"
The great elder of the deserted man who was sitting in the deepest part of the tent looked at him calmly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "No matter how powerful a warrior is, once he is controlled by pride, he will become weak."
Criticized by the respected great elders, the strong leader of the deserted warrior showed a panic expression on his face and quickly lowered his head to apologize, but from his eyes, it was clear that he still did not understand his fear of his elders.
"This grassland was originally the hometown of our deserted people. We were once the most powerful kingdom in the world. However, why were our ancestors forced to leave this plump grassland and go to the extreme northern cold region to endure hardships?"
The old man looked around the people in the tent and said expressionlessly: "Because the Tang people defeated us."
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After a long silence, the old man continued to say, "Let you remember the reason why the ancestors were forced to leave the grassland is not to ask you to take revenge, but to remind you how powerful the empire called Tang is."
"A thousand years ago, the ancestors swept across the northern part of the mainland and no one dared to resist. Even the Kingdom of Xiling was originally thinking about preaching without hostility. Until the founding of the Li Tang Kingdom, the ancestors were defeated again and again, and finally almost lost their clans and their races, and they were with each other. I signed an agreement to retreat into the cold domain and vowed not to return south again, so I retained some sparks."
The old man slowly tells the story of the thousand-year-olds passed down from generation to generation, and the tent is as quiet as silent.
"The ancestors at that time had a territorial territory of our descendants a hundred times that of our descendants a hundred times that of our descendants. The strong were as numerous as the stars in the night sky , countless, and they were still destroyed by the hands of the Tang people. Now our troops have been struggling in Rehai for thousands of years, but it is nothing more than How can hundreds of thousands of people compare with their ancestors? Why should we despise the Tang people?"
"The question we need to care about now is what should we do once we contact the Tang people."
A response sounded in the tent : "We don't want the land of the Central Plains people. What we have snatched back is our own grassland. Even if the barbarian royal court was driven to the south by us and had a dispute with the Central Plains people, what does it have to do with us?"
Some people said worriedly: "Our tribe moved south eventually violated the agreement signed with the Tang people a thousand years ago. If the Tang people took this opportunity to attack, how should they deal with it?"
The old man's eyes drooped slightly and said, "The left tent, the right tent, the golden tent, the golden tent, and the only barbarians are left on the grassland thousands of years later, but the true descendants of our Khan are forced to stay in Live hard by the Atehai. It would be fine if I could survive, but now that I can't survive, it is inevitable to move south. The night is ahead and death is behind, and no agreement is meaningless."
Then he raised his head, looked at the most important people in the deserted people in the tent, and said in a deep voice: "But if the war with the Tang Empire can be avoided, then it must be avoided. If the Tang people sent envoys to question them, they will respond well That's it."
Everyone in the tent responded in unison.
Suddenly, the elder noticed that there was no figure of that person in the tent, and his gray eyebrows couldn't help but frown. Although the man never expressed any opinions at the elders' meeting and was used to silence, he was the most powerful person after all. The warrior, when he was not present when discussing such an important matter, always felt something was wrong.
"Where did he go?"
"have no idea."
When the old man was about to continue saying something, he suddenly felt a slight fluctuation of a breath coming from the extreme west . This breath couldn't feel how powerful it was, but the unique smell in the sky and under the ground was deeply touched. The already old heart in his body.
The old man's body suddenly stiffened, and his face showed a look of awe and fear. He hurriedly moved backwards, then leaned down toward the West and knelt down, stretching his hands in front of him, looking extremely respectful.
The thin-bodied veterans next to them also sensed the aura of the West, their faces changed drastically, and they bent over the carpet as fast as possible , and sincerely reached out to caress and bowed to the ground.
The leaders of the middle-aged and deserted people from various tribes did not feel the aura. They were shocked and confused when they saw the reactions of the elders. Subconsciously, they knelt down and kowtowed to the West.
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