Regenerate into soil, master life and death at the beginning

He loudly persuaded him to stay, but the more he was like this, the more determined these distant figures went.

In the end, around the small square, only Han Lin, a minor repairer in the Yangxi realm, and ordinary people surrounded by a large circle of people watching the excitement remained.

Watching all the restorative realm minor repairs leave, Han Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn around and enter the simple "school" behind him, but he saw a figure in his eyes, which was different from those watching the excitement around him. Han Lin always felt that this The man's eyes seemed calm and unwavering, but in fact they were deep and unpredictable. He was inexplicably uneasy, "He can't see anything, can he?"

But still bit the bullet and stepped forward, saluting: "Congratulations to the camp master."

Since Piaoshan Ji was renamed as Piaoshan Camp, people called He Tiezhu and unified it as "He Yingzhu". , no one dares to question.

He Tiezhu clapped his hands and said: "Wonderful, what Mr. Xiao Han said just now is really shocking!"

Han Lin waved his hand and said, "Everyone thinks I'm a sleepy person, and what I'm talking about is nonsense."

He Tiezhu said: "Only those who really haven't woken up think so."

Han Lin stopped entangled in this matter, and asked cautiously: "Master He, I am not a whim, I really want to stick to it for a long time, the only worry is whether it will bring trouble to you and the camp?"

He Tiezhu waved his hands and said:

"How can there be any troubles, I can't ask for it... You are also an old man in Piaoshan, you should know our history. Back then, when the Piaoshan collection was only a little big, Mr. Qinghe gave lectures here, and it is for Piaoshan today. Prosperity has laid the first stake, if you can set up a school here and study hard, do you know how I feel?"

"It's the destiny for me to have another gentleman in Pyoyama!"

Han Lin was so shocked that he waved his hands again and again, "Don't dare, I dare not compare myself with Patriarch Qinghe."

He is a little Xiu who is still lingering at the gate of Yangxi Realm, how can he have the guts to be ranked with the big brother of Foundation Establishment?

He Tiezhu didn't bother with these things, and said goodbye.

Han Lin entered the temporary school, put down the curtain, and was alone in this "school" with "clear windows".

He sat down in his own place, dug out those books that still seemed obscure and difficult to read, and pretended to read them seriously.

One day passed like this.

His eyes often couldn't help scanning the several stone slabs stacked next to each other. Among those stone slabs, one was the one that he tried his best to hide.

And now the stone slab used as the table table is an ordinary stone slab, but because of his deliberate preparation, if he hadn't left a secret mark that only he can distinguish, he would not be able to tell the difference between these ordinary stone slabs and that "mysterious stone plate" what's the difference.

After hearing that there were fewer and fewer people in the small square outside and the sky was getting darker, Han Lin hesitated for a moment, but still walked out of the "school".

The Lingtao guard team has also changed shifts, and another captain of the supreme warrior stepped forward to greet him respectfully: "Mr. Xiao Han, are you going home now? Let me arrange someone to take you off."

If they used to call these people "Mister" in a deliberate flattery, but now this "Mr. Xiao Han" is completely sincere.

If it was according to Han Lin's nature, he would rather walk home by himself, but this time he just thought about it for a while, and said directly: "Then I will trouble you."

Hearing this, the captain of the supreme warrior felt an unexpected joy, and immediately sent someone to find a large carriage to be towed by a different horse. Han Lin quickly waved his hands, "Keep a low profile, let's keep a low profile."

So, Han Lin quickly boarded a carriage that was low-key on the outside but extremely elegant on the inside.

The captain of the supreme warrior sent him to the car, and said: "Mr. Xiao Han, please forgive me for my duty, so I can't send him off in person."

Han Lin waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. Just as he got into the car, he suddenly poked his head out, looked at the temporary simple school seemingly casually, and said:

"There are some books I brought back from the academy. Now that I am leaving the academy, it is very difficult to get them. I find it troublesome to move them around every day... Could you please take care of them for me?"

The captain of the supreme warrior immediately arranged eight first-class warriors to guard the surrounding areas of the temporary school, and he himself came down from the spirit peach tree to stand between the spirit peach tree and the temporary school, with the strength and spirit of a supreme warrior He can react immediately to any changes in the entire small square, and it doesn't have any effect on the distance, but now it's not in front of Mr. Xiao Han, of course he has to show his posture.

He said to Han Lin: "Mr. Xiao Han, don't worry, I promise, before you come over tomorrow, a fly will not even try to get in or out!"

Han Lin nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you, then I'll go back."

After that, he sat back in the carriage.

The vehicle quickly left the small square. In the carriage, Han Lin's mood was far from being as relaxed as he showed in front of outsiders. He clenched his fists and then let go.

He mixed the mysterious stone plate with other stone plates that looked exactly the same, left it in the small square, and left without taking it with him.

Of course he knows that this is a bit risky, if possible, he would like to hold both hands when going to the toilet.

However, if he goes in and out of the small square every day, and is inseparable from a stone plate every time, ordinary people will be able to see something strange, and the rest of the cultivation level minor repairs, unless they are blind, will never think that the stone plate is strange.

If the future self shows different characteristics from the past, then they can easily associate it with the stone plate.

At that time, not to mention that he couldn't keep the stone plate, he couldn't even keep his own life.

And the treasure of the level of the storage bag is not what he can imagine now.

After thinking hard for most of the night, he finally came up with this method of "falsification". Although it was a bit risky, it was the best solution he could think of.

He felt that even he exhausted all the methods he learned in the academy, but he couldn't find any difference between that stone plate and other stone plates, so it was impossible for other ordinary people to find a special stone plate among dozens of identical stone plates. that piece.

"Normal people, who would have thought that there is something strange about an ordinary stone used as a table top."

And today he deliberately made a big fanfare and took the initiative to call all the minor cultivators in the city over to "justify" his behavior in advance. If he ran to the small central square every day without making a sound, those guys would be curious and take the initiative. He ran over to see what he was doing, and probably made fun of himself.

But now I have given a reason in advance that is so fair and honest that it makes their calves cramp. Based on his understanding of the group of "students", they will take the initiative to detour in the area of ​​​​the central small square in the future.

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow!" Han Lin murmured over and over in his mind. He thought he had achieved the ultimate in his ability in the preliminary preparations. Now, he couldn't wait to unlock the secret of the mysterious stone plate.

Finally, the "tomorrow" that Han Lin was looking forward to arrived.

Before entering the "school", he first expressed his gratitude to the guards around him before stepping in.

He stared down at the desk, the ordinary stone slab had been replaced with a mysterious stone plate.

"How... what should I do next?"

Facing this mysterious stone plate that was no different from ordinary stone slabs, Han Lin was very disturbed.

Over and over again, he recalled the words that the senior explained before he disappeared.

Finally, he grasped the essentials.

"Reminiscence and the knowledge related to the talisman array...the knowledge related to the talisman array...related to the talisman array..."

But recalling and reminiscing, Han Lin "looked" at the still empty memory, and murmured: "This...has the teacher talked about this knowledge? Isn't the knowledge related to the talisman formation only accessible to monks who have successfully entered the Dao practice of Qi? "

He muttered here, and there was nothing around him, and the astonishingly high "dried ginger content" almost vomited blood.

really!

At this moment, Jiang Gan agreed with Dazhong Academy's approach like never before.

Fortunately, Han Lin was not completely useless yet. After searching for his memory to no avail, he started flipping through books.

Although his brain is not very bright, he often learns one thing and forgets the other, learning all the way and losing all the way, and finally the inventory in his mind is very limited, but he has a lot of energy. It was recorded with the most serious attitude and the most neat words.

So, he started flipping through the book.

Finally, half a day later.

"Found it, found it!"

Han Lin excitedly picked up a notebook written five years ago, one of which was titled "The Making and Application of Dust Repelling Talisman"

He read it carefully, and as the words entered his mind, the dusty memories of five years ago came to his mind.

This is the only teaching about the talisman array related knowledge for minor repairs in the resting environment. The purpose is to tell everyone that "the talisman array is not as difficult as you imagine", because according to the teacher, "the rune line of the dust-removing talisman It is extremely concise, even if you study hard and use your brains, you can draw it."

Next to this page of notes, there is also the line of the dust-repelling talisman that he crookedly drew according to the teacher's description. It can only be said that it is not exactly the same, and it can only be said that it is irrelevant.

Since then, he has wisely expelled the "extremely simple, you can draw it successfully" dust-repelling talisman from his mind.

Anyway, if you can’t learn it, what’s the point of keeping it in your mind other than occupying the already limited brain capacity?

He's just so self-aware.

However, with the stimulation of these words, these memories were finally "awakened" from the dusty bottom of my heart again.

With the written records and the corroboration of his memory, he seemed to hear it again.

But he was not joyful, only sighed in his heart.

Seeing it clearly and drawing it out have always been two different things.

When reminiscing, my mind seems to say "I will meet it" very carefully.

But once you get started, not only your hands are useless, but your brain is also useless. It should be "irrelevant", and it will continue to be "irrelevant".

Thinking like this, he woke up from the memory.

The eyes that had been staring at the table case regained focus again, and saw the change of the mysterious stone plate.

One of his mouths grew quietly enough to swallow a goose egg.

I saw that the originally flat and smooth stone plate had distinct lines in the eyes, and those lines, one by one, one by one, were all perfect reproductions of what the teacher said in memory!

In my memory, the content of the teacher's lecture, or the content of the standard answer, was so perfectly reproduced on a stone plate.

He seemed to have thought of something.

He took a piece of paper and picked up a pen.

Put the paper on the lines that emerged from the stone plate, and carefully trace those lines with a pen, meticulously, without missing a single stroke.

After an unknown amount of time, when he moved his somewhat stiff neck, there was only incomparable ecstasy in his heart.

He picked up the paper and admired the lines of runes he had drawn with his own pen.

Praise: "Perfect, perfect! Exactly the same, exactly the same!"

Countless thoughts stirred in his mind.

And the first thought was, "If I can get such a table every time I take the exam, it will be more than just the bottom score every time. Is there a perfect score every time?"

However, soon, he shook his head and dismissed the thought, thinking, it's fine now.

"very good!"

And the first thought was, "If I can get such a table every time I take the exam, it will be more than just the bottom score every time. Is there a perfect score every time?"

However, soon, he shook his head and dismissed the thought, thinking, it's fine now.

"Very good, very good!" And the first thought was, "If I can be allocated such a desk every time I take an exam, what will I do?"

Chapter 81 Red Dust Corpse Road, Iron Blood Army Sha

Han Lin soon immersed himself in learning the perfect dust-repelling talisman.

He is not satisfied with just being a "printer". It is the fastest, cheapest, and most brainless way to cover the perfect rune displayed on the mysterious stone plate with paper.

But if you follow this road to the extreme, it will be nothing more than an efficient talisman printing machine.

He wanted to really chew up these runes and swallow them into his stomach, turning them into something truly his own.