The substitute sister found that the plot collapsed

Chapter 72
Poverty is like a huge catastrophe between Song's father and his dream. For this reason, Song's father embarked on the road of changing the root of the talisman, and got deeper and deeper.

Maybe he himself didn't expect that an accidental thought would make his future life completely different.

But this feeling of chasing dreams desperately will always give people a steady stream of motivation.So what if everyone doesn't like it?If you feel right, just do it.

But Song Zhu is different from his father, because the current way of talisman always has merits, and it stores powerful talismans out of thin air. If one day the spiritual energy and consciousness get out of control, wouldn't he just blow himself up to death?
He tried drawing symbols with weapons, but the consumption was greater than that of drawing symbols alone; if the symbols were drawn in the air, the aura of the front feet would be dissipated after the front feet were drawn; He made talisman paper, but after searching all over, the price of suitable ones was high, and he couldn't afford it at all.

Even many of the talismans he makes now are improved versions of his father, which require less material but are similar in power.

But the talisman Xu Ying gave him, he knew at a glance that it was more cost-effective than the one his father found out!And look at this smooth texture, non-veteran can't make it.

But Xu Ying said that as long as there are magic charms of equal quality and quantity, it will be fine, and he has taken advantage of it, not just a little bit.

Song Zhu smirked endlessly as he walked, and took out a magic talisman to trace from time to time. Xu Ying even suspected that if she wasn't there, Song Zhu would kiss her directly.

It is said that the sword cultivator regards the sword as his wife, but it is not to the extent that Song Zhu holds it in his hand all the time.

There are very few pure sword cultivators in the comprehension world now.

Sword cultivators have to contract a natal sword when they build their foundations. This high requirement for growth-type magic weapons screens out most people, and in order to ensure the purity of the "sword heart", sword cultivators achieve the point of unity of human and sword. , generally do not learn other five arts.

Apart from the fact that they are the second generation of Xiu, most of the Jian Xiuqiong's clinking sounds are due to this reason.

In addition, there are knife repairers, gun repairers, etc., which are roughly the same; it's just that these weapon repairers will learn a little bit of five arts when they condense their energy, such as Lou Zuo.

It is not uncommon to completely transform into a weapon cultivator during the foundation building period, but there are still a small number of them. Most of them do not have such good talents. If they do not have financial support, it will be difficult to keep up with the large army.

But compared to talisman repairs, array repairs, food repairs, etc., the number of equipment repairers is not bad.

The detection of instrument repair can also be made up for by acquired training, but for talisman repair, etc., it really only depends on one's own talent.

It can be seen from this that Song Zhu has such a talent, and he is also interested in it. Isn't it a kind of luck?

The rest of the trip went smoothly except for being a little tiring.

Because of the barrier of the volcano, the two couldn't walk straight south. After walking for several hours along the winding valley, they could finally see the outline of the misty forest from a distance.

The mist gradually thickened, and when I walked to the soil full of bushes and weeds, I almost couldn't see clearly when I stretched out my hand an inch in front of my eyes.

In the forest, there are only the sound of each other's breathing and footsteps, and there is no other sound, not even the salsa sound of the wind blowing the leaves, giving people the illusion that only themselves and their teammates are left in the whole secret place.

"How do you find this?" Xu Ying helplessly threw the compass that was malfunctioning and spinning back into the storage bag.

Sure enough, it failed. Now, they can't even tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

And that kind of sneak attacking creatures also appeared, like monkeys, if you don't grab other things, you will die.

"Make a mark." Song Zhu's voice came from the left, "There is a tree here."

"Can you see?" Xu Ying tried to disperse the thick fog that covered her vision like a white cloth, but it didn't work at all.

"I can't." Song Zhu said quietly, "I just bumped into it."

"Oh." Xu Ying tried hard to suppress her smile, and groped forward to carve a cross on the tree trunk at the same level as her head, "Where are you going next?"

But Song Zhu didn't know what to do, and he didn't answer her.

"Song Zhu?" Xu Ying tentatively walked a few steps towards the place where Song Zhuo had been just now, but there was no one there.

Can this get lost?
Xu Ying didn't believe in evil and continued to walk in this direction, but in the next second, tragedy happened.

With one foot in the air, Xu Ying fell straight down. The hole was very deep. Fortunately, there was a pool below. Except for the uncomfortable feeling of being choked by the water in panic, there was nothing serious about it.

"Why did you fall too?" Song Zhu on the bank had just finished casting a spell to dry his clothes when he was splashed by the water again, and he was in a bad mood.

"You disappeared suddenly, so I wanted to look here." Who would have thought that he would slip and fall into the pit like this?

"I was pushed down by something." Song Zhuyu was startled, "But it's not necessarily a bad thing."

Under the ground, there is no white mist that obscures the view, only a series of deep tunnels, no one knows where they lead.

"Didn't my friend say that he fell into the cave and walked for a while before encountering the secret treasure? Maybe we have found the right place now."

But there are three tunnels in different directions in front of him. Which side should we go to find the talisman?
Song Zhu walked around one by one for a while, but couldn't find any useful information at all. When he came back, Xu Ying had just packed up. After all, he should make a mark while walking. If something is wrong, just go back the same way.

Finally, I chose this intersection to go to the left first, because it seems that other people have come here, and there are messy footprints in every hole, but the left is the least. Song Zhuo was afraid of bumping into other people, so he chose this road.

It's just that what happened later was beyond their expectations.

A mighty remnant soul floated out from the broken sword by the side of the road, whispering to the two of them something they didn't understand.

I didn't understand what he said because the remnant soul spoke a completely different language.

"Corrosion... over?" Yanyan translated these words.

The remnant soul was obviously different from the same kind, and did not attack them, but his mind was not very clear. He kept chanting these two words back and forth, asking him questions, and seemed to be unable to understand Xu Ying's language.

After an invalid conversation for a while, the remnant soul wandered back into Broken Sword.

I don't know what kind of material the broken sword is made of. No matter how hard Xu Ying and Song Zhu worked, they couldn't pick it up from the ground.

And there are no bones or anything beside the broken sword, and there is no way to study the origin and experience of the remnant soul.

Helpless, the two had no choice but to write down the location and move on.

After only a few steps, I saw countless dim weapons piled up in a disorderly manner, most of them, like the broken sword, were split into several sections, and the original parts could not be found.

Only the few weapons on the top of Qizhong Mountain were still standing upright, maintaining a posture of facing the enemy.

Even though the body of the utensils is dusty, through the light refracted by the blades, it seems that they can still see what kind of bloody battles they have experienced with their masters.

A sword with a Lie Lie red tassel wrapped around its hilt, the sword is slender, but stands proudly, refusing to bend its waist.

Mountains, rivers and rivers are drawn in ink on a paper folding fan, among which are buildings, pavilions and pavilions, which also describe the past scenery of this world.

A long spear is engraved with a wandering candle dragon, and the candle flames follow each other while waving, like the eternal rising sun, guiding the direction of those who come after.

A sharp arrow has a blade, and the two blades gather together to form a peak, and the back gathers to form a thorn; looking along the direction of firing, there is also a golden bow with a tight string, and there are still several arrows that have not been fired.

And knives, daggers...

Thousands and thousands of unyielding fighting spirits fell here, but thinking of the bleak scene in Mingchuan Secret Realm, a sad conjecture clamored in the hearts of the two of them.

Did the people they tried their best to protect survive in the end?
　make up tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)