Chapter 10 Refining Symbols

The voice should be from an old man's mouth, like a Sanskrit singing. After listening to it, it makes people feel calm and calm. Compared with the copper bell with a clear sound spell in front of the door of [Shuiyunzhai], I don't know how many times more comfortable it is.

A series of sounds floated into Zhang's heavy mind, and at the same time, in front of him, he also saw a thin and small piece of paper, slowly spread out, a big golden pen, waving vigorously and powerfully, writing on the paper one by one.

The thick ink is on the paper, leaving traces of one by one. The pen is a dragon and a snake, and the writing is flowing, which is extremely unrestrained.

And while this golden pen completed the last stroke, the paper also emitted a faint golden light. With the golden light shining, the paper was like flying debris, scattered into pieces of smoke and dust. The smoke enveloped Zhang Chong's whole body and suddenly made his whole body warm like a spring breeze. In an instant, all the fatigue disappeared without a trace.

"Wow, this is really a good thing." Zhang Da opened his mouth and looked at all this. He also suddenly thought that the one just now should be a charm.

And these steps written in this stroke should be the refining rune. And the smoke and dust scattered after that, is it the effect after use?

It turned out that the charm looked like this. It was the first time that Zhang Chong had seen Fu. In his eyes, there was a kind of enthusiasm that had never seen the world.

Next, as long as his idea flashes, he will hear the sound of Sanskrit singing again, and the picture of refining the charm just keeps flashing. He has always seen that he wants to vomit.

At this time, he also saw the paper and pen and ink he had seen before, which made his heart clear. In front of him, could it be that he could draw a few pictures according to the gourd?

Thinking of this, he began to walk over and cut the paper to the size he had just seen. Then, he raised the pen, dipped the ink in the ink, and licked it finely with the tip of his tongue, and then drew it on the paper.

Just now, it's just a few strokes. After painting, it's only a breath.

But Zhang Chongzhen took action and found that it was tens of thousands of times more difficult to do. Unfortunately, his hand holding the pen has been shaking. It was not easy to draw a curved tadpole-like line on the paper, and there is no powerful thing he has just seen.

For good, through what he has just seen countless times, this symbol is already familiar in his heart.

A charm was finally drawn by Zhang Chong. He was so tired that he gasped like a dog. However, looking at the completed charm, it could not be seen from above that it had nothing to do with the charm Zhang Chong saw.

Zhang Chong looked at the work he had completed and had nothing to say.

After a moment of rest, he flashed his mind again and looked at the cultivation process of this charm again. This scene once again inspired his heart, and his body, also recovered from fatigue under the effect of using the charm.

This made him devote himself to the great work of refining charms with his vigorous energy.

Pieces of paper were flying, with a heavy expression, solemn and serious. He waved a large pen and kept writing on the paper. What he wrote is much better than the first one, but it is far from the symbols he saw.

Unconsciously, most of the paper has been used. At this time, Zhang Chong found that these papers will not turn into white paper because they are used up, but directly into waste paper. And there is no new paper in front of him.

"Alas, I'm really scared of poverty. I'm so stingy even in my dreams." Zhang Chongyou sighed. At present, there was not much clean paper, so he had to save some money. Therefore, he practiced on the paper he had used before and began to use new paper only when he felt abnormally good.

Anyway, when he is tired to death, he can summon out the previous charm with his thoughts, so that he can relax his whole body, as if he had been massaged, and regained his vitality.

So he did not spare his physical strength at all, but capitalized the close-up, and the stubborn spirit is now on his face.

"Brother, you must refine this symbol." With a lot of ambition, he poured ink without stopping.

Hard work pays off. Finally, when the paper ran out, he also refined four decent symbols.

"This dream is really long." Zhang Chong lay on the ground. Although the previous charm constantly washed his fatigue, the consumption of physical strength was not so relaxed that it could be completely smoothed.

Zhang Chong can clearly feel that his physical strength is almost exhausted.

"It's really tired," Zhang Zhong sighed. For him, refining charms is a new thing, which makes him forget the passage of time in the process of refining. At this time, he heard a "cooing" sound in his belly. At the same time, a feeling of hunger surged up. When he reached out and touched it, his stomach was already shrivelled.

"It's strange. Are you hungry in your dreams? But then again, this dream is really long, and I don't know how long I have been here. Why don't you wake up?"

When Zhang Chong just thought of this sentence, he saw that all the scenes in front of him disappeared in an instant. He opened his eyes and saw the roof of his thatched house.

"Wake up." Zhang Chongzhen woke up with a feeling of melancholy. The feeling in the dream was so clear that he didn't know whether he could return to that dream again.

And he also remembers the formula of refining the charm very clearly. He doesn't know this formula. In reality, can he really make him refine the charm?

Zhang Chong thought about this and sat up slowly, but when he looked to the side, he was stunned.

The paper and pen and ink bought in the corner were piled up there in a mess. The ink was empty, and the paper all looked like it had been used.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Chong looked at this unimaginable scene, and his head also exploded, which made him at a loss. Is that not a dream, but the real thing he did? However, the refining process of the charm can only appear in dreams.

Is it possible that dreams and reality are actually integrated?

All this is beyond the scope that Zhang Chong can explain. He is in **, constantly flashing his thoughts, and the process of refining charms will no longer appear. However, the pile of used paper was clearly placed in front of him.

Zhang Chong ran over. After picking, he found four symbols that he thought were well refined. All this is exactly the same as the scene in the dream.

However, looking at these four charms, although they are excellently refined, they are ordinary on the surface, and there is no golden light at all. Is it useful or not?

When the six gods were ownerless, Zhang Chong thought of Wang Daozhong again.

However, Wang Daozhong changed his character this time and readily agreed to help him. This is not because of the goodness of human nature. But after a painful balance of pros and cons, Wang Daozhong felt that Zhang Chong could not afford to offend him, but also his only hope to return to Shushan. Now that he can't take back the initiative, he can only behave well and wait for the change.

But Zhang Chong explained in a hurry for a long time, and Wang Dao also didn't understand what he was talking about? Later, both of them were sweating with urgency, but there was nothing they could do.

Zhang Chong looked at the charm and the light green ring, and couldn't help thinking,

"It would be great if this charm could get into the ring."

While thinking about this, the four charms disappeared under Zhang Chong's eyes.

"Oh, where are they going?" Zhang Chong was shocked and shouted out.

At this time, there was also a soft cry from Wang Dao in the ring.