The God of Destruction

It turned out that he was the janitor of Fang Shi, and he was in charge of the work of the guard, in order to prevent secular and bad guys from entering.

"Is this person trustworthy? I haven't seen him yet." The man whispered to Song Hua.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that he is not a bad person." Song Hua said firmly.

"Since you said so, go in." On the side of the man's body, give up his position.

After Song Huaxia, he entered with Pan Chen. When I walked through the boulder, a loud noise suddenly came!

The surrounding scenery has changed. The original empty place has many stalls, all in the city on the square. In the square city, the crowd is crowded and very lively.

"It seems that the legal order at the door is similar to that of the farm. This market is much larger than the Black Beast Mountain and the Black Mountain Gate, and the goods are several times more than it is now." Pan Chenhuan looked at the square city and thought like this.

The original purpose of the Heiweishan and Heishanmen Square markets was to convey information, not buy and sell. And this city is specially designed for sales, and the owners of the square city can also earn some booth fees from it. It must be bigger and richer than the former.

"Geng, this way"

Song Hua seemed irresistible and gasped to a stall.

When Pan Chen came to the booth, Song Hua was asking the owner. The owner of the stall was a beautiful woman in her thirties, and many men were recruited to this stall.

"Do you still have that magic device, my predecessor?"

"It's you. When I saw you liked it so much, I left it to you."

The host smiled happily. It seems that Song Huali came a lot. As soon as the owner touched the storage bag in his waist, the red light flashed out, holding a magic device like silk. He reached out and handed it to Song Hua.

In this city, I'm not afraid of someone taking the goods and not handing them over to Lingshi, because there are regulations in the square city. If this is the case, you will not be allowed to enter the city next time. In addition, the monks here are all local monks. If they do so, they will definitely be ignored, and they cannot get along with them in Dingzhou. In addition, there are guards at the door, it is impossible to escape quickly. Therefore, transactions can be assured in the square city.

Song Hua held the silk in both hands and liked it very much. He glanced non-stop, not missing any corner. Then he asked Pan Chen for help.

Pan Chen had no choice but to squeeze to Song Hua and ask the owner for the price. When the owner of the stall was about to open his mouth, Song Hua first answered:

The red silk is forty spirit stones. Yesterday, my predecessor gave me twenty spirit stones plus my own, and my predecessor gave me eight spirit stones.

Song Hua said while taking out the Lingshi. Pan Chen saw her very anxious, so he also took out eight spirit stones and handed it to Song Hua. Song Hua gave it to the stall owner together. The stall owner pointed at the spirit stone and nodded to Song Hua.

auzw.com Song Hua held red silk and silk in excitement, the flowers were all available, and then jumped up. Pan Chen smiled and looked at Song Hua quietly.

Next, Song Hua passionately accompanied Pan Chen around the square. Pan Chen was very interested in what he had never seen.

"Hey, come and see. Tell me how to make a character on site." Pan Chen suddenly heard such crying from a booth. He found the symbol. He only used notes. In some books, I have also read some narratives about Fu Chuan. The process of this symbol has not been seen yet, so I went to the booth. Song Hua also pieced together the past.

Sitting in the booth was a 60-year-old man holding a piece of yellow paper in his hand, as big as the paper he used. The other hand holds a red-haired brush-style magic device.

The call of the stall owner also attracted many people, and of course they were also attracted by the law of this symbol.

The old man couldn't help laughing at people gathering. After the dry cough, two things on your hand are about to begin. The magic flowed into the brush device, and after shaking, the hair of the red pen opened one by one, emitting a red flashing light. This brush device is clearly designed specifically for symbols.

Pan Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man carefully.

As soon as the old man closed his eyes, God immediately released it and placed it on the brush device and the yellow paper. Then, the old man's hand was gently put down, and two things hung in front of the old man. Buckle up your hand and print the handprint. Then, the yellow paper suddenly seemed to be pulled away by something, and the whole paper was straight and tight. In the old man's mouth, a ray of red gas flew to the hairy hair and was sucked into it. The brush device jumped excitedly and landed on the yellow paper.

Pan Chen stared attentively, and he learned from the book that the most critical part of the system was the next one. Engraving the pattern accurately on the yellow paper can not only control the delicateness of the mind, but also smooth the transmission of mana. For ordinary fairy practitioners, these two requirements are difficult to meet, and this symbolic method requires a lot of time and materials, and it scares many people.

The old man took a deep breath, his emotions stabilized, and he was ready to start carving. The people in front of the stall were very quiet and even slowed their breathing.

The pen nib moves slowly. The nib leaves a red mark. The nib crawls like a snail. When a complete pattern appears on yellow paper, some people are a little impatient.

"Okay, we will write a fire letter. Taoist friends, you can buy a few more. The play may have strange effects." The old man wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with a breath.

However, most people are watching, and not many people buy them. For this one-time consumable, Pan Chen also thinks it is not worth it. Of course, as the old man said, these characters sometimes produce unexpected effects in the fighting style. Because the seal itself has a certain amount of mana, you can use the spell engraved on it and a small amount of mana.

The old man seems dissatisfied with the current situation. He took out a new piece of yellow paper and prepared to engrave another one. This has once again aroused the public's attention, and it is difficult for the elderly to write two words for the foundation-based construction in a short time.

The actions in the first part are the same. In the process of writing, the old man slowed down a lot, it seems that he was afraid of failure. Although so cautious, engraved in the middle, half of the written pattern suddenly exploded, scattered into a small red light, and disappeared. The yellow paper is softer and falls to the ground.

The old man could only lament, it was too reluctant. Perhaps out of pity, some people took out spiritual stones to buy the old man's seal. Pan Chen also bought one, caught it in his hand, and turned to look at it. The magic lines on the yellow paper are like wild animals bound by chains, and once untied, they roar out. The fire bullet written on the seal is just a small spell, not very powerful. Those who practice the fire attribute function should do this more easily. Pan Chen is not practicing this spell, nor does it have the spiritual roots of the fire attribute, but it is not easy to use this spell. However, you can rely on character seals or magic devices to perform.

Pan Chen picked up the Huoxin and left the booth, preparing to go to other booths to take a look. Song Hua also knew and had to answer. Two hours later, Pan Chen turned around in the square and found a lot of new things, feeling a little excited. When the two were about to return, a woman quietly patted Pan Chen's shoulder from behind.

In the room, Chen Fanlin talked with two other companions.

"Since Geng Daoyou promised us, let's go to the next step." Chen Fanlin said, the man named Li interrupted him and said:

"Wait a minute, Brother Liu is now dismissed. If something goes wrong, I do n’t want to wait another ten years. You also know that the disciples recruited on the Chuzhuang platform have an age limit. After ten years, I wo n’t have a chance. "...