Chapter 328 Why would she think of him?
Anyway, there was a treat, and Quanyao and Yin Xiaotian were eager to do so, their eyes shining brightly. On the other hand, Nian Chengxu was still studying the talisman in front of him with a frown on his face, and said in a low voice: "You go ahead, I won't go."
Wen Qiao's eyes fell on Nian Chengxu, especially the talisman in front of Nian Chengxu, and he said: "There is nothing wrong with the talisman you drew. The most important thing is that you did not add your spiritual power to it. So you drew it The talisman has no effect at all."
Nian Chengxu asked Wen Qiao: "But what can we do to add spiritual power to it?"
Wen Qiao: "Hold the mourning platform, unite your mind and spirit, and lead the spirit into the talisman..."
In practice, Yin Xiaotian has been influenced by it since he was a child. Quanyao is also very skilled in controlling spiritual power because he has trained his spiritual power. Even Nian Chengxu's own spiritual power is not particularly stable, so let alone controlling his spiritual power. The force is introduced into the talisman.
Nian Chengxu was thoughtful and picked up the pen again after a while.
"Let me try."
Nian Chengxu is very diligent in practicing.
Seeing this, Wen Qiao did not interrupt, but said to Nian Chengxu: "I will bring you food later. Let's see what you need to eat?"
"Just one fried glutinous rice..."
Wen Qiao took Quan Yao, Yin Xiaotian, and Song Jiaojiao to the Fang brothers' supper stall. Nian Chengfu came and sat down next to Nian Chengxu. He glanced at the talismans with his calm eyes, and finally landed on Nian Chengxu. Chengxu moved the cinnabar pen on the yellow paper.
After watching for a while, Nian Chengfu came to where Yin Xiaotian sat and sat down.
There is also yellow paper and cinnabar pens on the table.
Nian Chengfu picked up the cinnabar pen and started drawing on the yellow paper, but in his mind was what Wen Qiao had just said, hugging the mourning platform, uniting his mind and spirit, and guiding the spirit into the talisman... After the last stroke was completed, the yellow paper faintly There was a flash of yellow light.
Nian Chengfu's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at it carefully.
At this time, there was an exclamation next to him. When he looked up, he saw Nian Chengxu dancing and holding the talisman.
"Haha, I succeeded. I actually succeeded. Brother, look, I succeeded..."
Nian Chengxu handed the talisman in his hand to Nian Chengfu to look at. The next second he glanced at the talisman in front of Nian Chengfu, all the happiness in his heart disappeared.
"Brother, you drew this."
The words were said with certainty.
When Yin Xiaotian left, he took a look and separated the drawn talisman papers from the undrawn ones.
At this moment, the pile of undrawn talisman papers in front of Nian Chengfu happened to have a drawn piece of paper on top.
"Well, how's it going?"
Nian Chengfu asked humbly. It was the first time he came into contact with it, and he still didn't know how to determine the aging effect of this talisman paper.
"Just... good."
Nian Chengxu had complicated thoughts. He looked at the talisman in his hand and instantly felt bad.
"Brother, is this your first time painting?"
"Um……."
"Brother, are you ready to practice?"
"Almost, I have a master."
"Is it Wen Qiao?"
"no……."
For a time, Nian Chengfu's mood was like a roller coaster, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.
Nian Chengxu felt faintly happy when he found out that his untrained brother was better than her at drawing talismans for the first time;
When he learned that his brother could practice, Nian Chengxu's mood improved again. After all, he knew in his heart that his brother was not as powerful as others, so he should be inferior to him;
Later, when Nian Chengfu became his master and the person he suspected was Wen Qiao, Nian Chengxu felt a little uncomfortable. After all, it was the difference between his master's presence and his absence;
When he learned that his brother's master was not Wen Qiao, Nian Chengxu's mood improved again. After he got better, he felt sad again because he was not from the same master.
"If you have nothing to do, let's go eat together." After Nian Chengfu finished speaking, he casually put the talisman paper he drew into his pocket before Chengxu glanced at the fire talisman in his hand, sighed helplessly and followed.
When the two of them arrived at the Fang brothers' night snack stall, Nian Chengxu's fried glutinous rice was ready. After Wen Qiao's instructions, he explicitly placed the fried rice in front of Nian Chengxu.
On the other side, Nian Chengfu handed Wen Qiao the talisman he drew randomly in his pocket.
"Miss Wen, help me take a look."
"Dannian, did you draw this?"
Wen Qiao felt the surging spiritual power in the talisman, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"How?" Nian Chengfu asked.
"Very good, this is your first time drawing." Wen Qiao said with certainty. After all, Nian Chengfu has been with him in recent times, and the opportunity to draw the talisman was only when he was away. Wen Qiao thought to himself, Qiao said: "Whether it is a talisman or something else, the greater the spiritual power contained in it, the greater its effectiveness, power and range will be."
"Then how can we determine the spiritual power contained in it?"
"You will know if you use your mental power to explore. People who have no mental power usually rely on their senses, just like a woman's sixth sense, and the senses of cultivators are even sharper..."
After Wen Qiao's explanation, Nian Chengfu already had a new understanding.
Fang Mingyan prepared glutinous rice wine for Wen Qiao's table. Wen Qiao poured it for everyone in turn, then raised his glass and said to everyone: "Okay, this meal tonight is mainly to welcome Song Jiaojiao to join me in Futianque, Xiaotian , Xiaonian, you two should take good care of your junior sister from now on, help each other, support each other, share blessings and bear hardships together."
"Good master."
"understood."
Wen Qiao was the first to raise his glass. After everyone at the table clinked their glasses, Yin Xiaotian and Nian Chengxu also clinked their glasses with Song Jiaojiao respectively.
The looming Uncle Mo Yi looked at Song Jiaojiao, then pointed at Song Jiaojiao and said to Wen Qiao opposite: "Something's wrong, I mean Taiyi, why is your disciple so full of ghost energy? It's not right, it doesn't look like ghost energy, it looks like..." Resentment, but it’s wrong..."
Uncle Mo Yi looked puzzled.
Wen Qiao sent a message: "It is true that it is ghost energy, but there is also resentment, but the resentment is not expressed."
Uncle Mo Yi: "That's it!"
"Wen Qiao, you are here!" A familiar voice came out, and Qian Yaran was seen rushing towards him holding a big knife.
Wen Qiao smiled at Qian Yaran, and his eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands with interest.
Tsk tsk, this is a show!
Da Dao's face was a little unnatural, and he tried to free his hands, but Qian Yaran's grip was too tight, Da Dao gave up helplessly, and then smiled at Wen Qiao in embarrassment.
"Hey, are you together?"
Quan Yao looked at the two people's clasped hands and asked with a smile.
Compared to Da Dao's embarrassment and embarrassment, Qian Yaran was much more generous. She hugged Da Dao's arm and said to Quanyao: "Oh, you can see this..."
Quan Yao sneered: "Come on, it's too obvious for you. If you can't tell, you don't need these eyes."
Qian Yaran: "Humph, although you already know, I still have to introduce you grandly. This is my boyfriend, Comrade Dao Hao."
Dadao saw that Qian Yaran was so interested, so he put his arm around Qian Yaran's shoulders and said to everyone present: "Let me introduce to you, this is my girlfriend, Miss Qian Yaran..."
Quanyao clicked her tongue, glanced at Hei Wa and Nian Chengxu next to Hei Wa, and joked: "Fortunately, there are many single dogs here, otherwise I would be full just from eating dog food." .”
She turned her gaze to Song Jiaojiao and asked her, "Junior Sister Jiaojiao shouldn't be in love yet."
Song Jiaojiao didn't expect Quanyao to point out her, she said: "No..."
As he spoke, a white figure appeared in his mind, but the next moment, Song Jiaojiao shook his head with some fear.
How could she...think of him!
(End of this chapter)
