Chapter 31 Taoist priest? A charm?

The saint is located in the east of the mainland, which is different from the territory of the snow people in the north, which is always covered in the wild forest. There are vast grasslands, rushing rivers, low hills, small bridges and flowing water towns, and endless seas...

The territory occupied by the whole saint is extremely vast, which is no less than the territory of all the tribes of the snow clan. In the vast land of the holy clan, there are many countries, and Qi Lie's caravan belongs to one of them.

"Sui Guo is one of the richest countries in the whole holy clan." When General Manager Sun said this, his face was full of pride. "The merchants of Sui Guo are all over the world. As long as there are people, there are Sui Guo merchants. Even in the northern and southern regions tens of thousands of miles away, there are Sui Guo merchants. Traces. For example, Qi Lie, the boss of our business, is doing the business of the snow clan.

"In addition to merchants, the saints, like the snow clan, are all martial arts-oriented society, people who advocate strength and strength often have extremely powerful power at the same time..."

When it comes to this, Mr. Sun's eyes showed a yearning look: "However, there are very few really powerful people... The vast majority of people, like us, still run around all day long, but they are just food and clothing."

His expression was slightly sad, which seemed to evoke the pain in his heart.

Qu Dan secretly despised the profiteering of the caravan, which he had seen with his own eyes. Others may not understand how valuable those animal skins and herbs are, but Qudan can vaguely guess that when they are transported to the East, the price will definitely increase by dozens or hundreds of times, and everyone here will make a lot of money.

If such a profiteering profit can only be called "just food and clothing", then the whole fierce bear tribe will be poor enough to eat the roots and wild vegetables. No, everyone is already eating the roots and wild vegetables, but only "occasionally" hunting fierce beasts before opening meat sacrifice teeth.

Mr. Sun continued to say that he mainly talked about the oriental customs and beautiful scenery he had seen. Wanli Guanshan, precipitous and beautiful, magnificent, boundless, pavilions and pavilions slowly flowed out of his mouth, and scenes were displayed in front of the song list.

Those pictures seem to be a living ancient Chinese style painting, all in it.

"Little doll, if you really want to go to the East to have a look, maybe next time, when the caravan comes to the Bear Tribe again, you can go with me..." Mr. Sun said.

Qu Dan nodded and thought the proposal was very good.

Suddenly, something flashed in his mind. He stood up and asked, "I don't know if Mr. Sun has heard of Taoist priests?"

He suddenly wanted to ask such a question, since the East is so similar to the ancient times of the previous life, will there be monks there?

"Taoist priest? The little brother said, but are those charlatans pretending to be ghosts?

Unconsciously, Mr. Sun has changed his name. The green-faced boy in front of him was only half a head shorter than him. Although he looked like a child at a glance, General Manager Sun unconsciously slowly improved the status of the other party.

Qu Shan's tone and some insights inadvertently revealed surprised Mr. Sun that he could not treat him as an ordinary snow child.

Qu Shan shook his head and said, "No, it's those who have real skills."

Manager Sun thought for a moment and said, "In our holy family, there are indeed Taoist priests. They are all liars who fool the people with the sign of fortune-telling and feng shui. I have never seen anyone who is really good."

With that, he reached into his arms and touched something.

"You see, this is the charms painted by those Taoist priests. My family asked for it from the Taoist temple, saying that it is safe to go out, but it is useless. The most reliable thing to go out is strength..."

Qu Dan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Spell! It turned out to be a charm drawn by a Taoist priest!

In the world of cultivation in the previous life, charm is a partial skill. Use yellow paper and cinnabar, and use spiritual power to draw some special patterns on it, and some spells can be temporarily sealed in the charm.

When a monk fights against people, he directly urges the charm, which can release the spiritual power contained in it and exert the power of the spell.

However, the limit of the charm is extremely large.

First of all, this skill is extremely difficult to learn, and it is not much worse than alchemy. Without strong perseverance, there is no need to touch this field at all. Secondly, the drawing of spells is a secret. How to write and instill spiritual power in each spell will never be passed on between sects. Ordinary people basically have no contact with it. Opportunity; third and most importantly, the material used to draw the charm has a great impact on the power of the charm. If the imperial wind is painted on ordinary yellow paper and cinnabar, then the power of use can only cool down and cool down and attract a cool breeze. In order to make a powerful charm, rare materials are indispensable, and skilled charm masters need to write in person. Even so, the probability of failure is still very high.

Many factors finally made the charm become a chicken-like side skill in the world of cultivation.

Most monks have the energy to learn this spell. It's better to spend more time to get a good magic weapon and a good flying sword.

"Mr. Sun, can you lend me this charm?" Qu Dan asked eagerly. He can't draw charms, but he can recognize whether the charms are true or false.

"Of course, it's useless for me, so I'll give it to my little brother." General Manager Sun smiled and handed over the charm.

Qu Shan reached out and took it, and his hands trembled a little with excitement.

The rune paper is an ordinary yellow paper, which is folded into a triangle. The curved sheet is slowly opened, and the mysterious symbol is painted with cinnabar.

Those symbols turn around strangely. You often think that you should draw directly down somewhere, but it unexpectedly makes a sharp bend and floats in the other direction. On a palm-sized yellow paper, there are full of unexpected lines, and a curved red line of cinnabar coiled back and forth, forming a twisted pattern.

However, after just one look, the song list was disappointed.

He can't understand the symbol on it and has never seen it at all. However, one thing can be sure, that is, there is no spiritual infusion in the lines. This charm is indeed, as General Manager Sun said, it is just a trick of those Taoist priests to fool people.

"What's the matter, the little brother is not satisfied with this charm?" General Manager Sun keenly saw the disappointment in Qu Shan's eyes.

Qu Shan shook his head with a smile: "No, is there any such a spell for Mr. Sun? I want more and study it well..."