Lanke Chess Edge

Xin Wuya specially prepared a quiet room for Ji Yuan in the Nether Ghost Mansion of Wuya Ghost City. Ji Yuan sat here alone. There was a stack of golden papers on the table in front of him. One, is carefully studying the mysteries on it.

This golden paper does not look like paper in the ordinary sense, its size is like a court memorial, the paper is extremely thin, like a thin piece of gold leaf, but it has very good toughness, Not easy to bend.

After careful feeling, Ji Yuan could feel that the paper was indeed dyed with gold powder, but he didn't know what kind of wood the paper was made of.

Anyway, there are quite a few of them on hand, so Ji Yuan unceremoniously researched them in various ways.

First of all, judging from the above handwriting, it seems too neat, each stroke is like a standard regular script, and Ji Yuan is also considered a master of calligraphy. From the words, the characteristics of the other party can't be seen at all, and I don't know if he wrote it like this on purpose. It's still the way it is.

Secondly, Ji Yuan tried to destroy the gold paper inscription by flooding and burning, but this special edict was not damaged at all.

So Ji Yuan directly used his sword finger to condense a small amount of sword energy and gently stroked the paper. As a result, the sword energy in his hand only drew a shallow trace on the paper, and soon this trace disappeared, just like It's like cutting water with a sword, and the water waves calm down automatically.

Indestructible?

Ji Yuan murmured to himself, then concentrated his mind and calmed down, Gengjin's Qi was generated from his lungs, he increased his strength and swiped his sword again.

Bah...

With a flash of sword light from Ji Yuan's fingertips, the gold paper was split into two, and the text on it that had a sense of agility under Fa's eyes also quickly dimmed, but the aura was not lost. Although it was cut open, it was still not lost difference.

The accountant Yuan picked up half of the paper alone and shook it, making a boom sound like fanning a thin metal plate, and folded it again, and it was folded easily, but when it was spread out again, there was no trace of folding.

Ji Yuan looked at the other half of the gold paper.

‘I don’t know if it can be recovered? '

With a thought in his mind, Ji Yuan put the two pieces of gold paper together again, and as a result, a stream of light flashed on it, and the two halves of the paper merged into one and re-formed into a special golden page of edict, but the aura did not Can fully recover, appear a little darker.

So easy to destroy?

Ji Yuan frowned, although he just used his fingers to strike a sword, it was definitely not a simple method.

'What about this? '

Thinking in his mind, Ji Yuan picked up another intact golden paper, and at the same time slightly opened his mouth, spitting out a wisp of the real fire of Samadhi. While the surrounding Yin Qi was quickly evaporated, the real fire of Samadhi hit him directly. Gold paper.

Wow...

The golden paper text was instantly ignited, and Ji Yuan let go of his hand almost at the same time, letting the golden paper text float in the air and burn. It was just a small piece of gold paper, and under the burning of the real fire of Samadhi, it actually persisted for several breaths before it completely burned. Disappeared, of course, without leaving a trace of ashes.

Ji Yuan took a new piece of gold paper again, stared at the words on it, touched the words on the paper with his fingertips, and felt the past word by word.

Who wrote it?

Every piece of gold paper gave Ji Yuan a feeling, making him understand that this is not a simple decree, nor is it an imperial edict in the ordinary sense. If you use the bronze inscriptions in the correct way, you can get the real imperial seal.

Ji Yuan has never seen a real imperial seal talisman, except for the one he wanted to borrow from Yuhuai Mountain in the early years, and later when he went out, he didn't deliberately look for it. This thing itself is very rare, even the imperial seal spell of Xiaohe God can be regarded as A priceless treasure, at least very meaningful for collection.

That's right, the world of practice also says that rare things are the most valuable, and there will be some collectors who will not easily use such legendary things as imperial seals and spells.

But if it is said that the bronze inscriptions are imperial seal spells, Ji Yuan does not believe it, after all...Ji Yuan glanced at the stack on the table, it must be bound into a book.

And have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running? Even if you have carefully studied the real imperial seal spell, Ji Yuan also knows that the real imperial seal spell is a very formal thing, with formal formats such as edict, warning, precept, and life. Even the wonders of heaven and earth.

And the gold paper in his hand was too casual no matter how he looked at it, it was more like a more formal letter, making requests and promising rewards.

His eyes swept back and forth on a few pieces of gold paper, and when he was thinking about the problem, he was shocked when he thought of this.

'wrong! '

‘Could it be that the difference is really not that big, and the difference is just that the writing is not upright and the law is dissatisfied? '

Ji Yuan picked up the two gold paper inscriptions with the most written words, his eyes fell on the gold inscriptions, and his thoughts were spinning rapidly.

‘This feeling is there, if it is in the correct form of imperial seal documents, and then supplemented with enough imperial edict mana? '

Ji Yuan felt a little excited, but at the same time, his mind became more dignified afterwards.

Gold paper inscriptions floated up one after another on the desk case, forming three rows around Ji Yuan. The two gold paper inscriptions in his hand also flew into the queue in the air, and all the gold inscriptions were surrounded by a semi-arc Ji Yuan, his eyes were fully open, carefully staring at all the gold paper inscriptions in front of him, without squinting, his body was motionless, and he fell into a state of silence.

Countless golden inscriptions flashed in front of my eyes, more like flashing in my heart, and re-formed a piece of Zhang Xuanao's golden inscriptions in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers. In the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, Ji Yuan's huge Dharma image with his hands behind his back, also looked at the sky The bronze inscriptions, the expression and movements are exactly the same as the Ji Yuan in the quiet room outside.

This silence lasted for a full nine days and ten nights. After nine days and ten nights, Ji Yuan moved. He reached out to find a piece of writing on gold paper with the least words, took it off and put it in front of the stage near him. Dot at the beginning of the gold inscription on paper.

Zi...Zi Zi...

Purple lightning flashed through the invisible meridians of the left hand, and Ji Yuan mobilized mana, but the meaning of the edict was hidden in his mouth, and the sword finger slowly rubbed against the paper at an extremely slow speed, as if there was great resistance.

Zizi...Zizizi...

From time to time, purple electric arcs would jump across the gold paper. As Ji Yuan's left sword finger slid across, the first word 敏 at the beginning disappeared immediately, and the aura on the paper suddenly dropped by several percent. Ji Yuan could feel it. The resistance is also reduced by several percent.

Ji Yuan kept moving, and the sword finger of his left hand continued to slide down, and the speed became faster and faster. After a while, Ji Yuan, who had consumed a lot of mana, put away his left hand, and there was no more words on the entire paper.

At the same moment, Ji Yuan stretched out his right hand, a ray of light flew out from his sleeve, and turned into a Langhao brush on his right hand, when his right hand took the posture of holding the pen, the tip of the Langhao brush was ready to drip.

Without any pause, the next moment, Ji Yuan wrote the inscription directly on the gold paper, according to the previous text and format of the paper, and according to his own edict, he learned to integrate the sense of spirit on these gold inscriptions, so that he could use his own words without hesitation. The mana gathered the pen tip to write the text, and re-wrote it into a gold inscription with exactly the same content.

As Ji Yuan wrote each word, the bronze inscriptions became brighter and brighter. When the last word was written, the whole inscription was full of brilliance, and when Ji Yuan moved the wolf hair away, the brilliance gradually dimmed. Come down, but there is still a flash of inspiration.

Huh!

Ji Yuan couldn't help being surprised, he put away his pen, grabbed a piece of gold paper he had written and looked at it carefully, and compared it with other gold paper writings on the table, it seemed that he was planning someone to draw a gourd, and the writing was not very good. Poor, relying on his own attainments in imperial edicts, he imitated God's will to a six-point likeness, and his imperial edict method seems to be better, not to mention calligraphy, under two plus and one minus, in terms of appearance, it is impossible to calculate fate. The gold paper inscription in his hand is not much different now.

Although this time when Ji Yuan imitated, he was concentrating on it, and he could not say that he did his best, but at least he used twelve distractions, but after all, it was just such a copy, and there was still room for deliberation and improvement.

In this way, Ji Yuan's mood improved a lot. He put away most of the golden inscriptions, leaving only the one he wrote and the other one. Yuan Ziwen can figure out some things, but it can be regarded as not doing his best.

Outside the quiet room, Xin Wuya had been standing outside the door waiting all night. When he came, he found a golden-armored warrior guarding outside. Naturally, he knew that Ji Yuan meant that he didn't like people to disturb him, but before that, Ji Yuan had something to say, It will come out in ten days at most, and since it's not long, he just stood outside and waited, putting on a good attitude.

During the night of waiting, Xin Wuya, who had nothing to do, was also looking at the extra dozen gold paper inscriptions in his hand. It wasn't that he could research anything, it was purely because he wanted to give other demons and evil spirits a chance. What kind of promise is it for fun.

When he was watching with gusto, he suddenly felt something, raised his head, and found a paper bird flying over his head, flapping its wings and hovering above his head. It seemed to be a paper product like a paper man commonly used by ghosts. , but it seems to be full of agility.

Xin Wuya had a strong feeling that the paper bird was also reading the text on the gold paper.

'Paper bird? Is it some kind of strange spirit? '

Just when Xin Wuya was subconsciously planning to reach out to grab the paper bird and study it, the ghost claw reached out, and the paper bird that seemed to only flap its wings instantly turned into a stream of light and landed on the top of the golden armored warrior.

Then, in Xin Wuya's eyes, the golden-armored general who hardly reacted to the outside world turned his eyes to look at the top of his head, and then lowered his head to look at Xin Wuya. There seemed to be something extra in that indifferent look. Xin Wuya, the lord of the netherworld, felt inexplicably nervous, and suddenly felt that this golden armored general was very different from what he had seen before.

The door of the room suddenly opened, and Ji Yuan came out with a smile on his face, and the little paper crane on the head of the Golden Armored Warrior immediately flapped its wings and flew to Ji Yuan's shoulder. When Ji Yuan looked at it, The little paper crane extended a wing and pointed at Xin Wuya.

Facing this scene, Xin Wuya felt extremely embarrassed and under great pressure.