My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 96 [Transmitting the Spirits] The hidden spirit of the Earth God appears (5000 words long chapter)

"Congratulations to the sutra master, you have obtained the power [tangibility]."

Ji Yuan put away his pen and drew a picture of mountains and forests according to what the master of painting taught him.

As for the painting skills, there is no improvement at all.

But Ji Yuan looked at the two almost identical paintings in his hands...

"Hiss... It seems that the mountain forest map with the blessing of [tangible form] has more flavor. It's really strange."

Ji Yuan smacked his lips.

There was another knock on the door outside.

It's none other than the painter Ji Yuan invited and then left, and now he's invited again.

My current painting skills are still too poor. After you learn [Embodiment], you have to ask the teacher to teach you again.

He had already calculated the date, and today it will take shape.

"Master Ji, the little one is here."

The person who walked in through the door was a lean little man named Er Zhuang, who was second in rank in the family.

In Blackstone County, a simple painter cannot have enough to eat. This person is a carpenter, duster, and painter.

Otherwise, if you just think about painting for a living, you won't even be able to find a wife.

Except, of course, the court painters.

"Thanks a lot."

Ji Yuan opened the door and invited people in politely.

Er Zhuang didn't dare to come in directly. He patted his clothes and thought he was clean before he dared to walk into Ji Yuan's wing.

"Master Ji, I brought you a pen this time."

"Ah?" Ji Yuan was curious, "I still have two pens here."

Erzhuang lowered his head and said in fear, "That's right. I dared to look at the adult's pen that day."

"Although they are all fine brushes, you often use them to draw symbols, so you are strict with the brush tip. The brushes are soft and difficult to master.

It is best to use hard pens. Wolf, purple, badger and brown are all hard pens. Hard pens generally have strong elasticity, are strong and sharp, and are easy to master and use. Especially since you practice martial arts, your control is far superior to that of ordinary people like us. "

"I think using a hard tip will help you draw the talisman more accurately."

Ji Yuan smiled and nodded, "I've learned a lesson."

"Come and see my paintings."

Ji Yuan took out two paintings he drew before and after he took form, "Is there any difference?"

Er Zhuang's eyes widened and he stepped forward to take a closer look at the two paintings.

"Hmm... quite standard."

"Your Majesty's writing is very steady. For a beginner, it is quite good."

Er Zhuang blushed and said some compliments.

To him, the level of these two words is really eye-catching.

At first glance it's okay, but upon closer inspection... there's no detail at all.

But he certainly couldn't say that in front of Ji Yuan.

"Good work."

Ji Yuan sounded regretful, it seems that these two heroes are ordinary people after all, not 'sensitive' people, and cannot detect the mystery in the painting.

Erzhuang put down the painting with relief and straightened up.

Huh?

It doesn't matter if you don't straighten your waist. If you keep your waist straight, the painting in front of you will feel different.

Er Zhuang rubbed his eyes.

The mountain and forest paintings in front of me were still the same, but I actually felt a bit of artistic conception from them.

Although this feeling is vague, it is definitely there.

"Ah, sir, you are quite talented in the art of painting."

"The most important thing is simplicity, return to nature."

Erzhuang marveled, "Although your painting skills are average, the paintings you draw are uniquely beautiful."

"Many people paint with the rigid intention of carving out what they see and drawing pictures from them. That is soulless."

"But Sir, you have moved the mountains and forests you have 'seen' into the painting. You have... a brain..."

Ji Yuan was a little speechless when he heard this metaphor.

He probably understood the meaning.

"I think that you will definitely achieve great success in the future on the path of talismans." Erzhuang said sincerely.

These two strong men are still quite good.

Ji Yuan took the hard brush given by Er Zhuang and began to paint again under Er Zhuang's guidance.

Not to mention, the feeling is indeed different after switching from soft to hard pen.

Half an hour later.

Ji Yuan gave Erzhuang thirty coppers as wages and asked him to leave.

He picked up the talisman paper and began to draw talisman seals on the paper.

It is still a standard re-engraving of the [talisman seal script], but this time the re-engraved one has a [tangible] aura, and it has some profound meaning.

"Unfortunately, this method cannot increase the power of the rescue talisman, but can only increase the price of the rescue talisman."

"Fancy."

Ji Yuan is still relatively pragmatic.

Ji Yuan glanced at the painter's next power.

"[Painter (Blue)] can obtain the power [Expressive]."

[Spiritual]: The things painted will have a unique charm, which may connect the world and bring a trace of strange power.

oh? Was there an unexpected surprise?

Ji Yuan didn't feel sleepy anymore when he saw this power.

What is a unique charm that may affect heaven and earth?

Could it be that if you paint a landscape that exists in the real world, as long as the painting is realistic enough, you can borrow some of the power contained in the mountain?

Good guy, this is an incredible power.

Ji Yuan was shocked.

In his mind, the bone forging diagram suddenly came to mind.

Does the so-called true meaning have something similar to this "Shen Yun"?

Or do they both mean the same thing?

Ji Yuan was not sure, but the information displayed by the two was very similar.

If that's the case.

After you finish using one bone forging diagram, draw another one.

A bone-forging chart can be used for a lifetime, and you no longer have to worry about it.

There will always be a time when the true meaning in the rubbings of the bone forging diagram in your hand is exhausted.

Martial arts masters all need to temper their bones.

When the true meaning in the Bone Forging Diagram is exhausted, how will I be promoted from Blood Brave to Blood Brave?

If you want to get the Bone Forging Diagram again, the difficulty may be beyond imagination.

Something like this,

I'm afraid it's a weapon used by aristocratic families to block classes.

Without the Bone Forging Diagram, a martial artist cannot easily break through to become a martial artist.

Less than a martial artist, how many ordinary martial artists can cross the border and kill people?

As a result,

The status of aristocratic families will become more and more stable, and they will be even less likely to give these resources to outsiders.

All that is left to the world is despair.

The same is true for Ji Yuan.

But if I could draw the bone forging diagram myself...

Troubles will no longer exist.

"I hope this [Transferring] power will live up to my expectations."

"Unfortunately, although I have plenty of energy, there are really only twelve hours in a day."

"Practice martial arts, practice spiritual arts, draw talismans and run errands. Time management is already full. Now I have squeezed out time to practice the art of painting..."

Ji Yuan wished he could break one hour into three hours.

Learn all the professions in the world in one night.

but……

In such a world, improving your strength is your top priority.

Even if you possess dozens or hundreds of strange arts and are only strong enough, you will still be slapped to death by the ghost general.

take it easy.

Ji Yuan looked at the promotion conditions of [Painter (Blue)].

[Promotion conditions: Paint 100 paintings each of landscapes, figures, flowers, birds and animals, and 10 paintings containing true meaning/spiritual power. 】

[Transfer] This power is quite powerful.

The promotion conditions seem quite easy.

There are dozens of mountain and forest paintings on my desk.

Ji Yuan picked up a painting.

"The drawing by the master is unqualified and cannot be used as a promotion object."

From the corner of his eyes, freehand words like ink and wash appeared like streams.

It's just that the characters displayed are a bit too cold.

What's the meaning.

Do you think your painting is too ugly?

"You don't understand appreciation at all. Why should you define my paintings?"

My painting was approved by both Zhuangs.

Ji Yuan complained in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

He picked up the pen and drew another one, but as expected it still couldn't be included.

Ji Yuan gave up temporarily.

Food, just practice more.

There really is no need to rush when it comes to painting skills.

Ji Yuan put down his pen.

He began to practice his spiritual art again.

"Come on fire."

Ji Yuan gave a low drink.

A spiritual power ball the size of a mouse's eye instantly condensed in the palm of his hand.

next moment.

The cyan spiritual power burned instantly.

A flame condensed in his palm.

"Long long..."

Ji Yuan thought silently in his heart.

The flame in his hand began to grow longer, and soon a one-meter-long fire snake appeared in his palm.

Swish!

He held the fire snake in his hand and swung it out like a long whip.

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed in the courtyard with splashing sparks.

After several days of exploration, Ji Yuan began to develop the use of flames.

He had seen Niu Shaoxin's fire attack technique.

Sprinkle fire, spreading a large amount of flames forward like sowing beans to form an army.

The enemy is also burned.

There are also huge fireballs that are thrown out like heavy cannons.

Ji Yuan's current spiritual power cannot be that rough.

So he changed his mind. If the big one didn't work, he took the smart route.

The fire snake whip in his hand was invented by Ji Yuan based on the ghost girl's spiritual tentacles.

Up!

Ji Yuan growled.

The hand holding the fire snake suddenly let go.

Control objects and add fire attack. The fire snake in his hand instantly hovered and floated around Ji Yuan, spinning at an extremely fast speed, and instantly turned into a halo of flames.

Whoosh.

The fire snake rolled up a handful of dust on the ground and threw it in front of it.

It is as flexible and flexible as the spiritual tentacles of a ghost spirit general.

Moreover, the lethality of the fire snake is far greater than the spiritual tentacles of the ghost spirit general.

Up!

The second fiery snake appears again.

The two snakes danced, and the flames circled rapidly around Ji Yuan.

If someone looks carefully into the fire snake, there are two wolf needles hidden in it.

Hidden moves, combination skills.

Ji Yuan's practice has gone from rigid practice at the beginning to now starting to think about different playing methods.

Songchengshan has contributed a lot to this.

When Ji Yuan saw the secret room in Songcheng Mountain and the densely packed bamboo slips in the secret room, he was greatly shocked.

When you meet such a person, if you only know some traditional moves but don’t know about innovation and hidden moves.

It will definitely be eaten to death.

From the moment you take action, you are already dead.

Receive!

Fire snake armor.

Ji Yuan shouted in his heart.

The two fire snakes bounced back instantly and swished around Ji Yuan's arms.

boom!

An inch of strength opened up.

Both of Ji Yuan's arms seemed to have grown several times thicker in an instant.

It's just a pity.

Ji Yuan can't control that much.

There is a lot of spiritual power at the rat eye level, but it is only enough to release two fire snakes at the same time.

After Ji Yuan finished practicing, he went back to his house and entered the spiritual world to practice.

Those blunt and confusing sounds will still sound every day, but Ji Yuan has never been able to read them back and has no impact on him at all.

Just getting ready to go to bed.

Ji Yuan's door was knocked again.

"Master, someone asked me to bring you a letter."

Outside the door was a young man wearing a wolfskin, anxiously delivering a letter.

People from the Lower City Wolf Gang?

Ji Yuan looked at the other party's dress and guessed his identity.

He took the letter and there was no signature on it.

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows.

He returned to the house and opened the letter.

The content of the letter is very brief.

"The temple fair starts tomorrow. Be sure to hide your whereabouts and identity. Don't trust others and act according to the opportunity."

The signature is a single character.

Zhang Lu?

Ji Yuan was thinking before that these days, the funeral officials turned a blind eye to the old and new parties in the corpse department and wondered what they were busy with.

Of course, Ji Yuan knows now.

Under the paper, there is a thin... dough.

In other words, a human skin mask.

It seems that the undertaker and the others have found some fox tails.

……

Cockcrow Alley.

The most common one among the eight hundred alleys in the lower city.

There are eighty households living in the alley, most of them orphans and widowers. They are among the poorest people in Xiachengfang City.

Recently, the widows in Jiming Lane have a special faith in the Land Master of Heishi County. Even if they are running out of food every day, they will still provide a bowl of millet to the Land Master every three to five days.

"Have you heard that the grandson of Mrs. Wang's family who contracted a cold and could not survive the illness suddenly recovered after Mrs. Wang paid homage to the Earth God?"

"My legs no longer hurt, my waist is no longer sore, and I have stopped thinking about joining the five gangs that I had been clamoring about all day."

"You are very filial now. You speak like an uncle or aunt when you open your mouth. You are very lovable."

"More than that, Huzi has now become a small gang of his own, and everyone in Jiming Alley is covered by them."

Several widows stood in front of the door waiting to watch the lion dance and chatting.

"It's been a month or two, and my family has already enshrined it."

"Then you didn't tell me earlier!"

The widow who spoke suddenly became anxious and was about to rush back.

I'm afraid that if I'm too late, the land master's favor will be gone.

"Hello Sister Cui." The young man who was walking towards me called out sweetly.

"Ah, Huzi, your body has been restored now?"

The widow looked at the young man in front of her, her eyes filled with brilliance and shock.

"Ang, that's it."

Wang Hu smiled brightly.

"What have you eaten in the past two months to keep your body so strong?" The widow was shocked.

Wang Hu smiled and scratched his head, "I didn't eat anything, I just learned some farming techniques from a master, and my body became stronger."

"Being accepted as a disciple by Master Wufu? What a good life."

The widow said, walking even more hurriedly.

Wang Hu greeted the neighbors with a smile, knowing every name by heart.

He walked through Cockcrow Alley and walked into another deserted path.

Everyone in the alley went to see the Fulu Temple Fair.

The narrow road becomes increasingly deserted as we go.

Behind Wang Hu, two men in ragged cotton-padded clothes followed him at some point, glaring at them eagerly.

chapped.

Wang Hu stopped.

There is no road ahead.

"Hey, boy, are you so brave?"

The two men bent their sleeves, murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

"You wise man, please hand over your secret."

"From the hell gate to a strong warrior in two months, what a treasure this must be." The man on the left licked the corner of his mouth excitedly.

"To tell you the truth, the person who wants your secret is the leader of the Tiger Head Gang, and he is also the man who protects Jiming Lane. That gang leader is someone who is nicknamed Little Bai Yiquan. It is not something that a brat like you can compete with."

"But the gang leader is kind-hearted and has already confessed. As long as you hand over the secret, the third leader of the Tiger Head Gang will be yours."

A man is good at seduction.

Of course they wanted the secret, but there was something like leaving him alive.

Only a fool can do it.

"My secret..."

Wang Hu looked at the two people in front of him and sneered.

"You ants are not qualified to know my secrets."

Wang Hu's voice just fell.

Before the two people in front of them could react, their heads had been screwed off.

The two pairs of eyes were still moving.

It seemed like they died so quickly that their brains didn't even realize they were dying.

"My lord."

The two men in black robes knelt down on one knee towards Wang Hu.

"How's it going outside?"

Wang Hu asked in a low voice.

"The Talisman Temple Fair will begin today."

"Blackstone County, including the surrounding places and even the talisman masters in the county and city who can draw relief talismans, will arrive here one after another in three or four days inland."

"My subordinate estimates that the best time to take action will be five or six days later."

Wang Hu nodded, "Where are our people? Have they been discovered?"

The man in black robe chuckled, "Those idiots in the Mortuary Department seem to be fighting among themselves recently."

"For the position vacated by Li Dao after his death, the old and new men in the Mortuary Department fought openly and secretly for this position."

"There is no time to pay attention to the lower city, and the inspection is extremely perfunctory."

"They didn't even go to the two hundred miles of mountains and forests."

Wang Hu didn't look happy when he heard this, "If something goes wrong, there must be a monster."

The man in black robe immediately added, "But my subordinates have arranged all the ghost generals in the tunnel. No one will sneak out and disrupt the overall situation."

"That's good."

Wang Hu thought thoughtfully, "The human race is treacherous, so be careful about internal strife. It's their deception."

"Also, who killed the 'kagi' in the forest?"

"One of the four great kings of the Corpse Department, Hong Qing with three swords." Another man in black robe said.

Wang Hu nodded, "Keep an eye on this person."

"And that Ji Yuan, every time he goes into the mountains, he makes a lot of noise."

"Keep an eye on these two."

"Yes!" The two men in black robes accepted the order, with excitement in their eyes.

"Remember, the purpose of our coming to the city."

Wang Hu warned.

"Don't worry, adults, the little ones will never forget."

The two men in black robes said in unison.

Kill all the talisman masters who can draw the talisman to save suffering, and also look for a powerful body.

The rest, slowly figure it out.

Wang Hu waved his hand, "And... destroy the Hutou Gang."

"As ordered."

The two men in black robes retreated quietly, disappearing together with the corpses and blood stains on the ground.

Wang Hu looked indifferent.

The rumor about the "Episode of the Land" rumored in Jiming Lane is naturally fake.

His true body is the ghost spirit uncle from the two hundred miles mountain forest, but he just borrowed the corpse of the recently deceased human race for use.

Donglong Donglongqiang!

Outside, lively gongs and drums sounded.

The light red sun rises, the gongs and drums are noisy, the footsteps of the lion dance overlap with the sound of firecrackers, and there is a bustling crowd. People from Xiachengfang City, Baiyan City, and Gushufang City all gathered in this crowded little place.

And among the crowd, there were the Mortuary Department, the Police Yamen, the four major martial arts schools and the five major gangs...

The ghosts hiding underground also gathered here.

"Fulu Temple Fair."

Wang Hu looked over with a calm expression, "Let's see whose grand event it is."

(End of this chapter)