While the iron was hot, Yang Lu decisively left the bedroom and looked for He Xiangu.

"I need a talisman pen, talisman paper, and ink, now." Yang Lu looked at He Xiangu with passion.

He Xiangu was a little confused by Yang Lu's expression.

If it weren't for what he wanted, just with this look, she would almost think that this kid had a sperm.

I was puzzled, but Fairy He didn't say anything, and soon found what Yang Lu needed.

Place talisman paper on the table in the living room and Yang Lu holds talisman pen.

The difference between this talisman pen and an ordinary brush is that the pattern is carved on the pen holder, which looks very difficult at first glance. The brush hair is shiny, and the fingers touch it, which makes it slightly cool and moist. I don’t know what hair is made of.

His mind settled, Yang Lu remained motionless, sensing the Buddha's swastika in his heart. Slowly, a mysterious and indescribable fluctuation appeared on him.

Seeing this scene, He Xiangu's eyes moved and her eyes were straightened.

This kid, he has been in a state of concentration, what's going on? He was taught yesterday? He knows it today? Is there such a genius?

Not to mention seeing this, I haven’t heard it before.

However, what you saw with your own eyes cannot be faked.

So, He Xiangu looked at Yang Lu with great anticipation, and did not dare to breathe.

After brewing for a long time, Yang Lu finally opened his eyes, started writing directly, and drew a little ink on the talisman paper.

The swastika is very simple, it is two two horizontally and vertically.

However, Yang Lu started writing very slowly, moving little by little, as if he was not a pen in his hand, but a thousand-pound iron rod, which was particularly heavy.

It was this little movement, and the outlined swastika began to show extraordinaryness, as if there was a golden light contained in it.

Then, the first Z is completed.

This made He Xiangu even more confused.

Have I taught this?

What is this?

Yang Lu did not pause at all and continued to draw the second horizontal Z.

This painting was thoughtful, but he became more and more confused.

This thing is also considered a god statue talisman?

And, how did this kid learn this?

Finally, the entire swastika was written.

At the moment of completion, the swastika emits golden light, and a kind of Buddhist peace aura spreads.

He Xiangu was shocked, shocked, and opened her mouth and could not speak.

But Yang Lu let out a breath, feeling weak all over. Then he found that in just a moment, he was sweating all over, his eyes were a little dark and shaking.

He quickly held the table, Yang Lu relaxed for a while before he stabilized, and then murmured: "I'll go, is this talisman so exhausting?"

"This is not a physical energy consumption, but an energy consumption. After all, you don't have magic power yet. When your energy and energy are extremely concentrated, it is like you have been working for ten days and ten nights in a while." He Xiangu explained quietly.

Yang Lu said, "This is just a talisman, but he is so tired like this. Just like that, do you tell me, can you make a fortune by drawing talismans?"

He Xiangu glanced at him and returned to his normal appearance. He looked ordinary, but showed extraordinary swastikas. He said angrily: "You kid are really unsatisfied. Do you know how much value the picture you are drawing now? I have never seen this kind of talisman, but it is already a successful talisman level, and it contains the power of Buddhism. The valuation can be increased. If you dislike it, I want this talisman for 100,000."

Yang Lu glanced at He Xiangu: "I'll just say it casually, are you taking it seriously?"

"Hehe, boy, what kind of talisman are you?" Xiangu He asked curiously.

This was really puzzled by her.

The statue of the god is the original master. Not to mention that this kid has just learned it, even this swastika is the first time I have seen it. I can't believe it was created by Yang Lu.

"It's obvious, swastika." Yang Lu answered casually.

"I know it's a swastika. What I want to ask is, who did you learn from? You kid don't know how to draw talismans. What is the so-called learning from me is just to make fun of me?" He Xiangu pretended to guess.

Yang Lu smiled: "You can think whatever you like, now, thank you."

After saying that, Yang Lu put away the swastika and carefully closed it.

This thing is the true meaning of the swastika from the Buddha's chest. Even if the true meaning contained is very weak, it is an incredible power.

At least, Yang Lu felt that his swastika was definitely much more awesome than He Xiangu's Black Impermanence, and he was definitely the nemesis of all demons and monsters.

There is another baby at the bottom of the box, so you must not use it indiscriminately.

After all, it took so much to draw it. In the next month, Yang Lu felt that he might never draw the second one. Unless he cultivated his magic power, he might shorten the time.

Seeing Yang Lu leaving proudly, He Xiangu bit his teeth secretly.

This kid has aroused my appetite and learned bad things very quickly.

But this time, she was really shocked.

The swastika just now definitely broke the convention. After all, she was unique in inheritance. She knew very well that the rules inside were always drawn to make talismans, and the power of the mind was concentrated and the spirit was spiritual. It was so incredible. There must be secrets that she didn't know.

After a moment of depression, Fairy He suddenly smiled again and murmured: "Maybe, he can really save Ping'er."

When Yang Lu returned to his bedroom, he didn't bother to do anything and fell asleep directly on the bed.

He consumed a lot of energy and energy, and he needed a rest.

At this time, in a mountain manor thousands of miles away from Linxia, ​​a group of people were having a meeting in a conference room of the manor.

There are three people, one with a white-haired and white bearded, one with an old man in his early fifties, and one with a plump figure.

"Dad, we were hurriedly calling us. What happened? Can't you tell me on the phone?" The old man looked at the old man with a puzzled look on his face.

The woman also looked confused.

Because at this moment, the white-bearded old man looked very bad, and this was the first time they had seen him.

The white-bearded old man said, "Your second uncle is dead."

Um?

The old man was stunned and then changed his sarcasm and stood up: "Has the second uncle done something been exposed?"

The old man with white beard shook his head: "It's not clear at this moment. An hour ago, the Xuan Organization called me and informed me of this news. It is said that the body of the White Lotus Sect was fleeing to the remnant White Lotus Saint, but the Xuan Organization did not say anything, but only told the news of your second uncle's death. Afterwards, I calculated a hexagram, and the hexagram was evil."

The old man couldn't help but say, "This is already very bad."

"Yes, Dad, although my second uncle openly announced that he had severed relations with us many years ago, this matter is too serious. If Xuanyuan knows what he is doing, my Han family will not be able to bear the consequences." The woman also spoke.

"I know, so I inform you to come over and give you some tasks." said the old white-bearded man.

"Dad, what do we do?" the old man asked.

The white-bearded old man said: "First, start a relationship and investigate the truth of the matter. You must know the cause of your second uncle's death. This is very important."

"Don't worry, I'll go later."

"Second, Mingzhu, you will go to Huannan to find a medicine boy." The white-bearded old man looked at the woman.

The woman was stunned, then widened her eyes and her voice increased a lot: "Medical Boy? Second Uncle has..."

"No need to say more, just do it. Your second uncle has always been indifferent to his work. Although he is dead now, he will definitely leave some clues. If you go to investigate secretly, don't make any public statements." The old white-bearded man interrupted in a deep voice.

The woman was shocked, and her eyes glowed, and she nodded and said, "Yes, Dad, I'll leave right away. By the way, should I do something to summon souls? In this way, we can handle the funeral better."

The old man with white beard said, "This is the third thing I want you to do. Your second uncle used the Violent Blood Curse and took his life for seven days. His soul could no longer be summoned. We must investigate clearly. If the Violent Blood Curse he cast on, if it has nothing to do with the Xuan Organization, he must solve the problem before the Xuan Organization intervenes."
Chapter completed!