Tales of Herding Gods

When he said this, the people in the village were amazed. The head of the village smiled and said: "The scorpion is not allowed. This is the method of the test. The spirit is a little bit of a soul, and it is nothing but a cure."

Qin Mu went to the front and gave a gift to the nephew.

The face of the nephew changed slightly and hurriedly avoided. "You and I are more than a test. No matter the master or the teacher, you and I are both students, and I am a teacher." After that, I am your teacher."

Qin Mu knows that his behavior is somewhat singular, and he immediately holds the same rites.

The two held each one and stood in front of the painting, each looking at the painting in front of them.

It is a rare achievement to use magic to make magical powers and to draw dragons on live paintings. However, the mana repair is not enough. It is necessary to draw the finishing touches of the artistic conception and give the dragon soul to the painting. This involves the creation of heaven and earth.

Qin Mu used to study calligraphy and painting with his nephews. He read and write. Although he has taught him a lot, he has also painted a lot of paintings. His paintings have already been very good, but it is the first time to draw the finishing touch and give life to painting and calligraphy.

The spirit is a little bit, giving the person in the painting, the soul of the object, the scorpion did teach him, but Qin Mu has never been tested successfully.

This game is much more difficult than the previous games.

Qin Mujing looked at the dragon in front of the painting. The dragon was so painted that his eyes fell on it and he felt that the dragon was slowly swimming and changing his posture.

The paintings of Xunzi are indeed extraordinary, and they have not yet been touched. The dragon in the painting has the feeling of flying away!

Qin Mu raised the pen, but it did not start, the dragon in the painting is in front, but how to pay attention?

He found that no matter where he is, it is difficult to let this dragon come alive, no matter where it is, it is wrong.

The mother-in-law couldn't help but pressed down the voice: "Shepherd, tear the picture of the donkey, you will win!"

The nephew sent her two white eyes: "The way the demon is outside, I teach the shepherd to read the sage, and the shepherd will save the sage, and will not make your demon move."

The mother-in-law is furious.

The village chief smiled and said: "Mother-in-law, don't interfere with the confrontation between the shepherd and the child. This test, the test of the blind man is very clever."

The mother-in-law had to press down.

In the eyes of Qin Mu, there was only the dragon in the painting. The village did not exist in his eyes. Only the painting floated in front of his eyes. After a while, even the painting disappeared, leaving only a dragon painted by ink.

This dragon swims in his eyes, suddenly ups and downs, suddenly left and right, sometimes squatting, sometimes tossing, sometimes curling, sometimes lying, it squats, swings, dragons, splashes, fire, thunder It’s really clever.

Qin Mu feels that he seems to be the dragon in the painting, but from his own point of view, his eyes are dark and he still lacks his eyes.

He wants to work hard to break through the darkness, but he doesn't know how to open it.

He remembered the dragon pillar of the dragon city, remembered the keel and dragon soul of the Yongjiang Dragon Palace, and remembered the stone statues in the village, the brushstrokes of the gods.

The gods carved the gods, which is also a kind of painting. The wonderful brushwork and deep charms seem to endow the statue soul and let the statue guard the big market.

After a long time, Qin Mu felt that the darkness gradually appeared a ray of light, as if the dragon slowly opened his eyes, and waited until all the darkness in front of him disappeared, and Qin Mu’s eyes burst into a fascinating look, drawing a finishing touch!

The spirit of the soul is a little soul!

When he fell, the dragon in the painting came alive on the paper, shaking his head and swaying, suddenly flying out of the paper, flying into the air, playing in the clouds, and the painting was only a piece of white paper, a little ink no!

Qin Mu stayed and stayed, and it was successful!

He actually succeeded in living a dragon painting!

The dragon swam in the air for a moment, and soon turned into ink, dyed the cloud black.

Qin Mu hurriedly looked at the blind man. He saw that the scorpion had already washed the pen and hung the pen on the shelf. He did not go to the dragon in the painting.

Qin Mu suddenly wakes up: "Grandpa, you let me?"

The blind man shook his head: "I didn't let you, when I was as big as you, I didn't have such a deep accomplishment. My level, no matter whether you win or lose. For the teacher, the preaching is confusing, I am preaching to you now, why bother? Win or lose?"

The pharmacist praised: "Xunzi, you are the teacher's heart, I admire. Shepherd, I am not comparing this with you, but let you refine the medicine. You go to the village outside the medicine, pick thirty A kind of poisonous thing, refining the medicine of the big supplement, after taking the medicine, you can take it yourself. If it is a supplement, you are a customs clearance. If the poisoning is dead, you will stay in the village."

Qin Mu cried and laughed. How did he stay in the village after poisoning?

The intention of the pharmacist is also very obvious. It is necessary to be highly proficient in pharmacology with 30 kinds of poisonous substances. Whether it is the use of leaves or roots, pollen or petals, raw or roasted They are all very particular about it.

Moreover, the pharmacist did not tell him the prescription, but let him use the pharmacology to calculate how much the flavor should be used. How to refine it, then it can be toxic to the ring and become a big supplement.

In the process of refining, the heat is also the key. When the taste is released, whether it is powder or block, how long the fire is, how long it takes to suffer, Qinqin needs to judge with the experience of refining.

The difference is a thousand, lost in a thousand miles. If there is a mistake in any of the links, Qin Mu may have a shortfall, and he will poison himself by refining the poisonous drugs.

Qin Mu stood on the side of the pharmacist's medicine, looked at the various herbs in the medicine pot, and for a long time, calculated the toxicity of various drugs in the heart, how to match, how to distribute Junchen Zuo, how to lower the dragon and protect the yin and yang.

After a long time, he entered the medicine and carefully took the medicine.

Picking up the twenty-ninth taste medicine, Qin Mu is no longer picking, but more and more careful to catch a five-spotted scorpion from the leaves of the poisonous poison, and to remove the poisonous insect from the wing, as the thirtieth taste Medicine.

Qin Mu returned to the village, and some of the medicine baked the rhizome with vital energy, refining excess potency, some of the medicinal water was cooked, and some of the medicinal Suzaku was roasted and dehydrated.

After a long time of work, he began to refine the medicine.

The pharmacist stood not far away, watching every step of his every step, as well as the use of vitality, secretly nodded.

Qin Mu refining medicine, taking out a large tank, holding the big cylinder in the air with the vitality, the thirty-flavored medicine is put into the tank, but without adding any water, but with his own incomparable vitality infiltrating the medicine, so that he does not have any attributes. Extract the drug from the drug.

The pharmacist slightly moved, this is Qin Mu's unique approach, but he can't learn it. His vitality has attributes, medicine also has attributes, and vitality will destroy the drug's medicinal properties. Only Qin Mu has no property to extract the potency with this technique.

Qin Mu became more and more careful, and his vitality was divided into 30. Each of them infiltrated a drug. At the same time, he held up the palm of his hand in the palm of the big cylinder and turned it into a raging fire, so that the medicine in the cylinder began to merge with each other.

His other hand rushed out of Xuanwu, using water vapor to moisturize the medicine, slowing down the process of fusion, and taking out the dregs in the tank.

After a long time, Qin Mu suddenly moved the big cylinder, and the sound of the Dangdang came from the tank. When the big cylinder stopped rotating, there was a white pill that was constantly turning in the cylinder. It was crystal clear and transparent. Sheep fat white jade beads in general.

Qin Mu reached out and squeezed out a kind of Ling Dan. The mother-in-law was nervous: "The pharmacist, is there any poison?"

The pharmacist smiled and said: "When the shepherd eats her belly, she knows if there is any poison."

Qin Mu Zhangkou, the emperor will be served, said: "Mother and daughter assured, this Ling Dan is not toxic ..."

嘭——

His hair suddenly exploded, and all sides were mad, and the mother-in-law and everyone were shocked. Qin Mu quickly said: "You don't have to panic. This is one of them. I have no conditioning. It affects kidney water. Kidney water stimulates hair growth. Let my hair be a little thicker."

Secretary-in-law said: "Is this a little dense?"

Qin Mu's hair is still growing wild and growing. These hairs are like bamboo shoots. They are straight and straight. They don't take long to reach two or three feet. The roots are erected and very hard.

Qin Mu thinks that the head is a bit heavy, said: "Mother-in-law, the biggest advantage of this kind of lingering is the healing, the spirit can make the decaying muscles regenerate quickly, the torn muscles heal, the broken bones grow, the broken tendons reconnect, the kidney water stimulates Hair growth is just a trivial little effect..."

His hair is still long, his head is getting more and more heavy, and he can hardly stand the long hair that bursts with his head.

The pharmacist held back his smile and said: "This is over, you have passed. Butcher, you give him a rational hair. If you grow up, your neck will be crushed."

The butcher stepped forward, shaved his hair all over, and the oil was shining.

Everyone looked at the dumb, dumb rubbed his hand with a towel, dragged the stove out of the collapsed blacksmith shop, took two pieces of cold iron, threw it into the stove, the fire in the furnace suddenly went out, and the wall of the stove was cold. Frost.

The dumb walked away and smiled: "Oh, ah!"