Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 105 Invite God to Nuo Face
Naturally, the [Xiangyan] series received the most supplements. After all, this temple fair itself is to condense the concept of [Xiangyan].

All the names related to [Xiangyan] basically share some of their power, perhaps individually, they are not as good as [December General], but together, they obviously win.

Most importantly, Miro sensed the connection between different names and regions.

According to this rhythm, after two or three more visits, he can try to condense the concept of [Xiangyan], just like the county magistrate extracted the concept of [good at writing Yanping].

Secondly, the most rewarding thing is the [December General] who appeared in the later stage of the temple fair. The blessing of the will, plus the timing of participating in the replacement of the county, made the glory of the [December General] even more dazzling.

Finally, around the treasure scroll, there are a few faint purple blessings.

This is the change brought about by his previous driving [December General] to replace Lu'an County's aura.

After all, New Year's blessings tend to be blessings for everyone in Lu'an County, and Mi Luo is naturally one of them in the temple fair.

And Mi Luo's previous rituals were tantamount to letting the blessings that could only be used to one-third of his ability due to disorder, be able to use his best efforts to achieve twelve points of his ability.

The promotion of these changes, coupled with the method of accumulating merit recorded in the "Three Treasures Gourd Sutra", allowed Mi Luo to retain his own blessings and turn them into blessings.

Mi Luo, refreshed, returned to Xiangyan Temple, took out a pen and paper and began to draw today's scene.

Starting with a few old men bowing to the incense burner, he sketched the scene of the long street, where people came and went, some shouted, some played, and there was a lion dance performance. At the back of the alley, Miro also drew a bridge , with a light tick to describe the scene of the dragon dance.

The water flow under the bridge is not specially drawn, but a lotus lantern and some ripples are specially painted.

Then Miro painted along the scroll, and at the end, after thinking for a moment, he sketched a young man with a half-grown child sitting on his shoulders, holding a chubby child in his hand, with a slightly wrinkled face. , but with a look of joy.

After finishing the painting, Mi Luo left a few lines of text on the side of the painting.

Candles and red lotuses float on the river, and the long street is full of lanterns.

Bustling with tourists, dancing and fighting dragons and lions, the stove is burning.

The children watching the dance smile on their shoulders, and the young children are gluttonous and have big round waists.

Burn incense and kowtow to pray for the spirit of the text, and exhaust your mind for the future dynasty.

After completing another work that satisfied him, Mi Luo got up and walked outside, only to see Zhen Qingyun rushing over.

"Is the Baixishou here?"

It should be an interrogative sentence, but Miro said it as an affirmative sentence.

In fact, after the promotion of the temple fair, Mi Luo has been able to perceive some changes in the breath of Puming Mountain.

As a foreign cultivator, Baixisou attracted the spiritual attention of Puming Mountain the moment he entered Puming Mountain.

Although Zhen Qingyun was surprised by Mi Luo's words, he also knew that his teacher was not someone who liked to play tricks, so he nodded and asked Mi Luo what he should do.

"Follow the procedure first, help him register, and then take him to the pavilion in the back mountain, where I will wait for him. By the way, I will ask someone to prepare some tea and snacks."

After speaking, Mi Luo turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

Not long after he arrived, a Taoist boy came with refreshments, first bowed to Mi Luo, then quickly arranged the plate, then retreated outside the gazebo, waiting for Mi Luo's order.

Mi Luo, who didn't like people waiting around, asked him to step back, and stood on the edge of the gazebo, watching the view of Mount Puming, carefully perceiving the changes in the atmosphere.

About half an hour later, Zhen Qingyun walked into it with Bai Xisou and a beautiful woman.

After Zhen Qingyun brought the person, he waited for the guests to sit down and then left.

The three of Mi Luo first had some tea and some snacks, and started chatting.

The Baixi old man looked at the green leaves all over the mountain, and said with emotion: "It's true that the mountain is not high, and there are fairies and spirits. It is clear that the cold winter will pass, and spring will begin. Daoist Priest, not only the green shade is like clouds, but also the mountain flowers are about to bloom. Think about it." The four seasons of the year are all spring scenery, it is really a good place.”

"I heard that Baixisou's lineage, wandering around, asking gods to exorcise evil spirits, and playing games in the world, why do you have such emotions?"

As Mi Luo said, he picked up the teapot and added some tea for him, pretending to be puzzled.

"The fallen leaves need to return to their roots. I also hope that one day, I can return to Qiushou."

As Bai Xisou said, he got to the point.

"The old man came here this time, and I have an unfeeling request."

When Mi Luo heard this, he pondered for a moment, and without being polite to him, he said bluntly: "I can probably understand the purpose of the old man's coming here, you should take a look at this first."

Saying that, Mi Luo took out two wooden plaques with the inscription "Xiangyan Taoist", and handed them to Bai Xisou and his disciples.

Before the two came, they naturally inquired about it, but after receiving the wooden sign, they still showed a surprised expression, especially the woman's expression changed immediately, surprise and joy intertwined on her face.

After the initial surprise, Baixisou frowned slightly, looked at Mi Luo, and didn't make any detours.

"What does the priest want?"

"The birth of this thing is the product of Pindao's research on the treasure of companionship. Hearing about the skills of Baixisou's lineage also originated from the study of treasure of companionship. I want to exchange for some mysteries about inviting gods and borrowing strength."

When Mi Luo said this, Bai Xisou was very embarrassed.

His performance made Mi Luo a little strange.

The atmosphere in Hanxia's practice world is relatively open, as long as it doesn't involve their own roots, most people don't mind exchanging some inheritance methods.

To put it bluntly, within the top immortal sects and aristocratic families, apart from their own basic classics, other methods have more or less archives in other forces. Everyone learns from each other's ideas and improves their own practice methods. Twice.

On the merit exchange list open to the Six Senses, search according to "Six Qigongs of Tianqing", except for the Miao Youzong version of Miluo's practice, you may also find seven or eight improved versions of other celestial sects.

Of course, most of these belonging exercises are exchanged within the Six Senses system with conditions.

For example, if you want to exchange Miao Youzong's "Six Qigong of Tianqing", you need to have a record of studying in Miao Youzong, or you must be a disciple of Miao Youzong's lower court.

If people who have nothing to do with each other want to exchange, they must go to Miao Youzong to issue relevant certificates.

Therefore, Mi Luo couldn't help thinking about Baixisou's hesitation, whether it was because these essences related to the foundation of the exercises, or because this generation of Baixisou had more sectarian views.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to ask, Bai Xisou said to his disciple: "Qin'er, please ask God to make a face."

"Master! That thing is..."

The woman named Qin'er's face suddenly changed, seeing Bai Xisou's face full of surprise, but she was interrupted by Bai Xisou before she finished speaking.

"Qin'er!"

　Let me explain here that "Liu'an Temple Fair" was written first, and then the plot was written, but later I found that the original plot was enough. It was really described in accordance with the poems, and it was too bloated, so I played with children and dragon dances. The scene of the painting was deleted, so it's not that the finished painting is different from what Miro saw.

　　Then the old man in the text is a respectful title for old men.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)