Xianmen can only be saved by me

Chapter 62

Xie Lin was silent for a long while.

Originally, Yun Nianchen's eyes fell on the ground, but now he couldn't help but look up at him: "Xie Lin?"

Xie Lin trembled all over: "Huh?"

Yun Nianchen: "What are you thinking again?"

"It's nothing."

Xie Lin came back to his senses and got up: "Then I will come to you at night."

Yun Nianchen: "Are you going out again?"

"Well, I've made an agreement with someone." Xie Lin didn't say much, put away the card and opened the door to leave.

Yun Nianchen's eyes followed him all the time, and as soon as he went out, his heavy eyes fell on the door.

It has always been like this recently, Xie Lin's attention is not very concentrated, and when the two of them rarely meet, they are always talking and lost in thought.

Occasionally, Yun Nianchen would release his consciousness to look for him, but his cultivation base was damaged, and the range and detail of his consciousness were greatly reduced, so he couldn't always feel what Xie Lin was doing; Every now and then, it was Xie Lin who was chatting with vendors on the nearby streets.

always call him...

Can't help but have some dark thoughts.

Brother is always like this.

Always out of his control, and always able to chat well with everyone.

Why can't you keep focusing on him...

Yun Nianchen frowned lightly, shook his head violently, a burst of spiritual power quickly condensed from the palm of his hand, and slapped it into his body with his backhand.

"Hmm." He supported the table, and whispered to himself with almost disgust, "You're never finished."

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These days, although Xie Lin didn't find any good business opportunities, he made a lot of friends. He said that he had an appointment, but he was really not just perfunctory Yun Nianchen.

On the East Street, there is an old man who is said to be from a family. He sits there every day selling talismans. He has no magic power, but he knows a lot about drawing talismans.

Those who can draw symbols in the world are basically monks, and most monks are too lazy to talk to mortals. It was almost like pouring out the experience that had been held back for five or sixty years. Xie Lin always respected the old and cared for the young.

But this old man really has an idea.

Xie Lin learned how to draw talismans until now, most of what he learned were attack, defense or control talismans for combat, but what the old man was talking to him about was some talismans for life.Xie Lin was also really interested. When he was in the Immortal Gate, he used talismans to set up formations and infuse the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the Lingtian. It was actually an application of talismans in daily life.

This coincides with his thinking.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come here!" Seeing Xie Lin coming, the uncle murmured and took out a notebook full of notes, "Hurry up and help me as a staff officer, is my idea feasible?"

"This is the talisman lamp you mentioned?" Xie Lin took the notebook and looked at it, and it was densely filled with words.The accuracy of the old man's interpretation of the talisman pattern is not low, but after all, he has no magic power, and many theories remain at the stage of fantasy and cannot be practiced, so there are still many mistakes.

He probably knew this too. There were no less than ten texture combination schemes designed for a talisman lamp in the book, and the way of using the brush and the amount of mana required for each talisman were written in a guessing manner.

"Isn't the life of a mortal just daily necessities, what else can I use them for if I don't use them here?" The uncle looked nervously at Xie Lin's expression, "How is it? Is there any problem?"

"There are a lot of questions." Xie Lin asked, "Do you have a Zhubi?"

"Yes, there is." The uncle is a talisman seller, even though he can't draw, there is still a set of talisman paper and pens on the stall, and he hurriedly handed over the ink brush.

Xie Lin drew a circle and said: "These are all wrong, but your idea is very good, we can try."

"So these patterns don't mean that?" The uncle watched from the side.

"Well, there is a subtle difference in the expression, and it will lose a thousand miles when it is used in a specific talisman." Xie Lin said while drawing, "You can use these patterns instead, as for whether it is useful... Let's find a place to try. Try it."

He looked up at the uncle, didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious.

It's fine to sit and chat on the street where people come and go, but testing the talisman in public is very eye-catching.

The uncle looked embarrassed: "Hey, if you had come earlier, we could still go to my house now..."

"Can't you do it now?"

"Look at someone like me, that is, because of my age, I can gain some face in the family, so naturally I can use the place where I want to test the talismans."

"It's just a lamp. Wherever a special testing site is needed, I will—"

When Xie Lin said this, he suddenly paused and said "Oh" with a strange expression.

Uncle: "Huh?"

"It's okay..." Xie Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's a bit inconvenient for me, if you don't mind, lend me this book and take it away. I'll go back and test it and tell you which one is easy to use?"

The uncle didn't say yes or no, with a troubled look on his face.

Xie Lin was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, he understood: This uncle has no mana, so the greatest pleasure must be watching the test process.

"Then how about... let's find a place outside the city where no one is around?" Xie Lin stretched out his head to look at the old man's booth, "I think you have all the things here."

"You can also draw talismans in the wild?" the uncle asked hesitantly, but there was anxiety in his eyes.

Xie Lin smiled: "Of course you can, why can't you draw symbols in the wild?"

"It's not that the environment is not quiet enough... The young people in my family always say that the weather is too hot and the table is too humid. In short, it's not easy to draw talismans, huh." The uncle said, and put away the stall with smooth movements. "You can draw the best, let's go now!"

The speed at which he left was as if someone was chasing after him. The stall owner next door poked his head out and greeted loudly: "Lao Li, why are you closing the stall so early today?"

Uncle Li waved his hands back without turning his head: "Going to the night market——"

Xie Lin was taken aback.

The stall owner next door shrank his head back after listening.

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Xie Lin was dragged out of the city by him staggering all the way, and the uncle didn't stop until there was no one there.

"I said you are too impatient." Xie Lin has never expended so much energy on walking since he became an immortal.

Panting, he rolled his eyes half a circle, and tentatively said: "By the way, what is the "night market" you just mentioned? "

"Night market? That's the market opened at night." Uncle Li said.

"I'm not a donkey? I've been shopping in this city for a long time. Is there a market that is only open at night?" Of course there are vendors who still set up stalls at night, but they are all open during the day and cannot be regarded as a special "night market." .

When Xie Lin heard the word "night market", he suspected that he was talking about the black market. It made sense after thinking about it carefully. Although Uncle Li said that he was not successful in cultivation and was a marginal person in the clan, he came from a local family, so he knew more about it. .

Uncle Li hesitated at first, but his eyes fell on the booklet held in Xie Lin's hands, feeling that his lifelong pursuit was in the hands of others, and Xie Lin was a nice young man, he seemed to have nothing to hide, so he said it: "Actually, it's a privately formed market, it can be considered a "black market". "

Xie Lin raised his eyebrows, sure enough.

He pretended not to know: "Oh? There is also a black market here. I have seen it in other places, but I didn't expect it to exist locally."

"This thing, as long as there are some needs that cannot be put on the table, it is not available everywhere." Uncle Li laughed twice, pointed to the book, and whispered, "Actually, if this thing can be made , I still want to sell it on the black market."

Xie Lin leaned back.

"Actually, there are not many ordinary people in this world? How can there be so many people who can get in touch with immortals." Uncle Li said, "If this lamp can be made, according to my idea, a low-grade spirit stone can be lit for at least three years. It saves money on lamp oil, so there must be many people willing to buy it.”

"Low-grade spirit stones are not cheap." Xie Lin said.

"Lamp oil isn't cheap either! Besides," Uncle Li paused, "our middle land has beautiful mountains and rivers, and mortals are not considered poor."

Xie Lin thinks about it too. In this world, neither oil mines nor oil-producing crops are rich in resources. Lamp oil is a big expense.

Once upon a time in the inn, he also had to worry about gas money.

——Hey, in this way, he has collected a lot of bean sprouts that can be used for mustard oil and put them in the bracelet. If he can establish his own sales channels in the future and keep up with the output, it will be a good way to make money in the long run.

Xie Lin blinked and smiled: "I would like to see it if I have the chance."

"It's easy, you stay here for a while, I'll find a way to get you an admission ticket?" Uncle Li was very positive.

"No rush." ​​Xie Lin shook the notebook, "Let's study this first."

The oil lamps commonly used by mortals are, to put it bluntly, a kind of thing that burns by supplying liquid energy to achieve a bright effect; monks rely on their own mana, and often use mana-driven lamps, or luminous animal bones taken from monsters, Crystal nuclei, aside from the latter, the former generally uses its own mana as the energy source, and after transformation, it achieves a bright effect; and Uncle Li's idea is a combination of the two, that is, by engraving on the lamp Talisman, so that it can transform energy by itself.

Now that the talismans are engraved, the original lamp oil can be replaced with spirit stones—and spirit stones, as a commonly used cultivation material and a currency in circulation among monks, are common items in this world, and mortals pay more for gold and silver. It can also be exchanged at the bank.

A low-grade spirit stone is burned for three years... If it is optimized according to Xie Lin's idea, this time can last even longer.

He sat on the ground with the talisman paper and pen brought by Uncle Li, and tried to draw.

Since it is a test, there must be a lot of failures. After failing to draw five talismans, Uncle Li felt a little more guilty-in their family, it is rare for a genius to be able to draw one talisman a day, let alone draw five.

Xie Lin said earlier that he could draw talismans, but he did not expect to be able to do so. He said awkwardly: "Do you want to... rest? My ideas are accumulated over the years. There are many immature places. Failure The rate may be a bit... high..."

"No, there are only a few talismans here, what's the rest?" Xie Lin smiled, didn't look at him, and continued to look at the design ideas of the next talisman in the book, "I usually like to think about these things. It’s not surprising that it will fail a thousand or eight hundred times.”

"Oh! I just said that I hit it off with you! Even the hobbies are so similar!" After listening to Uncle Li, he laughed, and then said, "However, I really didn't expect you to be willing to do this for me."

"Of course I have selfish intentions." Xie Lin laughed again after speaking, "I've always wanted to make something, but I haven't been able to figure it out after several years of thinking about it. If this lamp can be made, I'd like to ask you to help me. See details."

"Huh?" Uncle Li was surprised, "Since you have a request, I will do my best to help, why are you being polite to me?"

"People are particular about coming and going." Xie Lin responded casually.

"You're just too polite! What are you trying to do?"

"Let's talk about it later, let's make this first."

……

Compared with the planting circle that Chu Jinxiu had discussed and revised at the beginning, a lamp was actually simpler. When the sky was completely dark, Xie Lin finally made a lamp that could be lit with spirit stones.

"It's done!!" Uncle Li seemed even more excited than Xie Lin.

Xie Lin took the spirit stone from the energy supply slot, and returned the lamp: "Take it home and try it out, see how long it lasts, I... come back to you in a few days, and maybe I can still use this lamp by then." Optimize the light."

After he finished speaking, he turned Uncle Li's book to a blank page: "I have to go back... Let me tell you what I think about what I have to do."

Uncle Li cheered up: "Say it."

"I want to make a magic weapon, or... a set of magic tools, each of which can receive messages sent by other magic tools, so that people can communicate with each other conveniently even if they are thousands of miles away. "

Xie Lin had this idea very early on. Having experienced the convenience of the Internet in the 21st century, he was not used to it when he first came to this world.

The land in Mufu Town is barren, and there are not many wild animals around, but there are many powerful craftsmen in the town. If the transportation and communication are developed enough, they should not be so poor.

Uncle Li was stunned for a long time, before he said: "Excuse me, Xie Lin, is this magic weapon of yours intended for monks or ordinary people?"

"If it can be done, I certainly hope that every mortal can use it." Xie Lin said, "However, energy is a big problem for mortals to use weapons. "

"For monks, let's not talk about promotion. There are many means of communication between monks and monks. Who would use a magic weapon that is extremely expensive?"

"I didn't intend to compete with something like a "Communication Talisman". Xie Lin smiled, "No matter how many means of communication there are between monks, it is still a communication between two people. I want to be a "forum". "

Not even a forum.

It's "social networking."