Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 282: Golden Armor

Although it is only a few spoonfuls of honey, Hu Yun only dares to eat it with a little bit on the tip of his tongue every time, so that the taste is the best. Otherwise, if he eats more, it will be too sweet. Next to him, Ji Yuan watched Red Fox holding a pottery bowl and licking honey intoxicatedly. He did not stay in the kitchen and went back to the main house to sort out the newly purchased things. Ji Yuan just woke up today. In addition to going out to eat noodles and coming back to sit quietly and look at the snow, now is the time to do business. Take out a small round sieve basket from the room, put a wooden ruler, a thin charcoal stick, a thick stack of large yellow paper and scissors on it, then walk to the yard and put the things down on the stone table. Hu Yun held a pottery bowl and walked to the yard with a fox face full of curiosity. He looked at Ji Yuan sitting in front of the stone table, as if he was preparing to do some crafts. "Mr. Ji, what are you doing? If you follow the common people and cut window grilles, shouldn't they be red paper?" Ji Yuan had already taken a piece of yellow paper, cut a piece of it with a ruler and scissors, and drew a human shape with a charcoal stick. "Wow, Mr. Ji's wonderful painting style is amazing!" Ji Yuan looked at the human figure on this piece of yellow paper. The head is a circle, and the body, hands and feet are almost straight poles. This fox's flattery skills are too exaggerated. Ignoring Hu Yun, Ji Yuan used scissors to cut out the yellow paper man bit by bit along the lines he had drawn before. During this process, the paper crane from the kit in his arms also flew out, and stopped on Ji Yuan's shoulder to look at it carefully. In addition to the instinct of seeking good luck and avoiding evil, the paper crane now also has a stronger curiosity. Some of the things Ji Yuan does now, especially now, are also related to paper. After a while, Ji Yuan had a yellow paper figure in his hand, about half the size of a palm. Putting this thin yellow paper figure aside first, Ji Yuan followed the same pattern again, cutting out more than a dozen yellow paper figures in more than a quarter of an hour. These paper figures have different shapes. Except for the first one, which is in a standing posture, each of the others represents an action, including squatting, bowing, bending one arm, and crossing arms. They are also indispensable. Stepping out the left and right feet, turning the head left and right, etc. At first, it seemed to Hu Yun that Mr. Ji was just playing, but in fact, although these paper figures were different in shape, all the paper figures were almost exactly the same, from the size of their heads to the length of their limbs. There is even a faint layer of Dharma light hiding around the edge, and from the time he cut out the first paper figure, Ji Yuan seemed to be murmuring something. At this moment, even Hu Yun knew that Mr. Ji must be doing it. He was sitting at the stone table without saying a word, holding the pottery bowl that he had already licked clean. He was even breathing carefully, and his eyes were even more... Without blinking, a pair of ears also tried to hear every pronunciation of Ji Yuan. That’s right, Hu Yun wanted to learn Ji Yuan’s technique secretly, or rather he didn’t count it as stealing, it was just looking at it blatantly. Now that things have happened, Hu Yun has become more and more "sensible". Under the influence of Lu Shanjun, he has already understood that Mr. Ji in front of him is one of the few masters in the world. His ways are unfathomable. Learn something from him. Something that will definitely last a lifetime. Ji Yuan has no intention of hiding from Hu Yun. With the stupidity of this fox, he probably won't learn anything, not to mention that it doesn't matter if he learns a little bit. Hu Yun just watched as Ji Yuan made more and more paper figures. From the first dozen or so, he began to expand. Some of them only had the movement of raising their hands, and later many more had their arms bent. the process of. In the research of two generations of Du Changsheng and his master, it is generally believed that the total amount of one hundred and eight covers the number of Tiangang and Earthly Evils, and can also fully carry all the movements of the paper figures, and it is already their magic power, especially their mental power. The limit of endurance. After all, each paper figure is not just a simple round head with a square body and pole-like limbs. In fact, during the cutting process, the fingers, palms, bones, skin, etc. that it should have are supplemented with effort and power. For the first-level divine marrow, the mantras recited by the mouth are very fast, and it is more like a kind of supplementary explanation of the coordination of the mind and heart, such as knowing how many joints there are in the bones, how many fingers there are, how many pieces of armor are there, etc. As long as one link goes wrong, all the connected paper figures will be reduced to ashes. Although Ji Yuan has a strong mind, something went wrong the first time he tried this method that requires a combination of imagination and mechanical work. About when the ninetieth piece of paper was about to be completed, there was a problem with the cooperation between the scissors and the mental mantra. The paper was cut out in a flash, which was equivalent to finalizing the shape in advance but not yet concentrating. Wow...wow...wow... The piece of paper in Ji Yuan's hand, together with the other eighty-nine yellow pieces of paper in the sieve, instantly ignited a burst of flames, and all of them were reduced to ashes in an instant, which shocked Hu Yun. "Hey... I'm impatient!" Ji Yuan sighed and swept away with his hand, and all the paper dust floated away together. At this moment Hu Yun was finally able to seize the opportunity to ask two questions. "Mr. Ji, what were you doing just now? What are those little paper figures used for? Many of them look like they are fighting. Are you trying to make a lantern show? Why have they all turned to gray?" ” "Talk too much." Ji Yuan said something and continued to try for the second time. This time the efficiency was higher. Only one and a half hours had passed until one hundred and eight paper figures were prepared. However, Ji Yuan is not finished yet. After completing a complete set of procedures, he has already understood the essence of this technique. This has been improved by his deduction. Some fatal mistakes were made by Du Changsheng and his master Daoxing, who did not understand it well enough. They have corrected the calculations. He has studied his orders very deeply, so he can see some problems by analogy. . Although the creativity and technical framework of Du Changsheng and his late master are indeed extremely rare, in fact this method has undergone a qualitative change. Du Changsheng and his deceased master had so many limits, but that didn't mean Ji Yuan's limits would be the same. He still continued to cut out the paper figures, and the process of casting spells never stopped. It wasn't until the sky started to get dusk that Ji Yuan stopped what he was doing. There was no failure this time, and he completed a total of 324 paper figures in one go. Based on Ji Yuan's understanding, he calls the last two rounds of numbers "complementing the truth", which means to complement the true meaning. Of course, this is just a way of cultivating immortals. In fact, his word has an unintended meaning, and it can be both called "complementing the truth". "Fixing the frame" can also be regarded as his nostalgic thoughts and a little romance. As for why the number of three hundred and twenty-four was reached, the main reason was due to cowardice, and the second was mana. The later the time came, the more mental energy consumption increased exponentially. After all, the previous completed work was not just left alone. It’s about forming connections. Although he has not reached the limit yet, he is no longer so calm. If he takes a small step wrong, all the previous efforts will be in vain, so he decisively stops at the three-in-one count. There is a thick stack of more than 300 paper figures in Ji Yuan's hand, all of which are gathered in the palm of Ji Yuan's hand. The movements of other parts are not unified, except for the head, which is all overlapped together. Ji Yuan looked at Hu Yun beside him. This fox was extremely focused. ‘It’s rare for you to have this time. ’ After reciting something in his mind, Ji Yuan clasped his hands together and pressed the pieces of paper into the palms of his hands. In Hu Yun's eyes, bursts of yellow light appeared in the palms of Mr. Ji's hands. The light was very weak, like yellow light powder flying between his fingers. It seems that in a moment, the bulging hearts in Ji Yuan's hands are gradually shrinking, and finally they resemble the Buddhist posture of a monk with his hands clasped together. Ji Yuan looked at the red fox who had climbed half of his body onto the stone table, with the tip of his nose almost touching his palm, and smiled and spread his palm. "Ah! There's only one left! So many pieces of paper are missing! Where did the others go?" Hu Yun looked at the table and under the table, and then at Ji Yuan's palms. "Mr. Ji, are all these people on paper put into one piece?" "Haha, you guessed it right." Ji Yuan is also in a good mood, at least he has regained his temper. On the face of the yellow paper in your hand, if you don’t look carefully, you might think it is an ordinary piece of yellow paper, but if you look closely, you can see some faint outlines. "Mr. Ji, what kind of magic is this and what can it be used for?" Hu Yun looked like he wanted to reach out but didn't dare. He looked at the paper crane on Ji Yuan's shoulder and then at the magical paper figure in his hand. Mr. Xindao Ji actually liked playing with paper. Ji Yuan looked at the paper man in his hand. The last step had not been completed yet. His fingertips were hanging above the head of the paper man, and a drop of blood seeped out from between his nails. After the drop of blood fell on the yellow paper, he answered casually. "It's not that effective, but the strength is not small." "Strength? Paper man?" Hu Yun looked at the paper figure. A drop of Mr. Ji's blood had just been dropped on the yellow paper, but at this moment, there was still no red. "Yes, although the difference is quite large, this method can also be regarded as a kind of talisman method. Find Shuyuan www.zｈｈｈhuyuａ.com and cast the spell to summon him, and a golden armored warrior will appear accordingly." When Ji Yuan said this, he glanced at Chi Hudao. "Keep an eye on it." As he spoke, he held the yellow paper upright in front of his eyes, bursts of mana poured into the yellow paper, and then Ji Yuan threw it in front of him. "Where is Lux?" As soon as he finished speaking, before the yellow paper touched the ground, a yellow light mist appeared, and a figure emerged in the light mist and stretched out. After a while, the light mist disappeared, and an extremely tall man appeared on the spot. He was wearing a golden ring armor and a golden helmet. He had yellow silk hanging on his front and back. He was much taller than Ji Yuan. With two more heads, a red face, and a beard as long as a needle, Ji Yuan looked like a child standing next to him. The giant man who appeared hugged his hands and bowed slowly in front of Ji Yuan, making a sound like a deep bell. "Your Majesty." "Ji, Mr. Ji...this, is this a paper villain? Yes, it is alive!" The red fox next to him was stunned. He hid behind Ji Yuan and pointed at Lux with his paws, stammering as he spoke. "Not really. As I said, he is quite strong and obedient, but he is very sluggish. He is more than enough to bluff people." Ji Yuan raised his hand, and the golden-armored warrior slowly straightened up and remained standing. Hu Yun took a breath, came out from behind Ji Yuan, and carefully moved closer to the huge warrior. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he stretched out his claws and tapped the armor of the skirt. "Ding ding..." The sound is like gold and iron. "Isn't this paper?" "What do you think?" Hu Yun looked up at the strongman, who made no moves from beginning to end, let alone looked at him. ‘So majestic...’ ()

Although it is only a few spoonfuls of honey, Hu Yun only dares to eat it with a little bit on the tip of his tongue every time, so that the taste is the best. Otherwise, if he eats more, it will be too sweet.

Next to him, Ji Yuan watched Red Fox holding a pottery bowl and licking honey intoxicatedly. He did not stay in the kitchen and went back to the main house to sort out the newly purchased things.

Ji Yuan just woke up today. In addition to going out to eat noodles and coming back to sit quietly and look at the snow, now is the time to do business.

Take out a small round sieve basket from the room, put a wooden ruler, a thin charcoal stick, a thick stack of large yellow paper and scissors on it, then walk to the yard and put the things down on the stone table.

Hu Yun held a pottery bowl and walked to the yard with a fox face full of curiosity. He looked at Ji Yuan sitting in front of the stone table, as if he was preparing to do some crafts.

"Mr. Ji, what are you doing? If you follow the common people and cut window grilles, shouldn't they be red paper?"

Ji Yuan had already taken a piece of yellow paper, cut a piece of it with a ruler and scissors, and drew a human shape with a charcoal stick.

"Wow, Mr. Ji's wonderful painting style is amazing!"

Ji Yuan looked at the human figure on this piece of yellow paper. The head is a circle, and the body, hands and feet are almost straight poles. This fox's flattery skills are too exaggerated.

Ignoring Hu Yun, Ji Yuan used scissors to cut out the yellow paper man bit by bit along the lines he had drawn before.

During this process, the paper crane from the kit in his arms also flew out, and stopped on Ji Yuan's shoulder to look at it carefully. In addition to the instinct of seeking good luck and avoiding evil, the paper crane now also has a stronger curiosity. Some of the things Ji Yuan does now, especially now, are also related to paper.

After a while, Ji Yuan had a yellow paper figure in his hand, about half the size of a palm.

Putting this thin yellow paper figure aside first, Ji Yuan followed the same pattern again, cutting out more than a dozen yellow paper figures in more than a quarter of an hour.

These paper figures have different shapes. Except for the first one, which is in a standing posture, each of the others represents an action, including squatting, bowing, bending one arm, and crossing arms. They are also indispensable. Stepping out the left and right feet, turning the head left and right, etc.

At first, it seemed to Hu Yun that Mr. Ji was just playing, but in fact, although these paper figures were different in shape, all the paper figures were almost exactly the same, from the size of their heads to the length of their limbs. There is even a faint layer of Dharma light hiding around the edge, and from the time he cut out the first paper figure, Ji Yuan seemed to be murmuring something.

At this moment, even Hu Yun knew that Mr. Ji must be doing it. He was sitting at the stone table without saying a word, holding the pottery bowl that he had already licked clean. He was even breathing carefully, and his eyes were even more... Without blinking, a pair of ears also tried to hear every pronunciation of Ji Yuan.

That’s right, Hu Yun wanted to learn Ji Yuan’s technique secretly, or rather he didn’t count it as stealing, it was just looking at it blatantly.

Now that things have happened, Hu Yun has become more and more "sensible". Under the influence of Lu Shanjun, he has already understood that Mr. Ji in front of him is one of the few masters in the world. His ways are unfathomable. Learn something from him. Something that will definitely last a lifetime.

Ji Yuan has no intention of hiding from Hu Yun. With the stupidity of this fox, he probably won't learn anything, not to mention that it doesn't matter if he learns a little bit.

Hu Yun just watched as Ji Yuan made more and more paper figures. From the first dozen or so, he began to expand. Some of them only had the movement of raising their hands, and later many more had their arms bent. the process of.

In the research of two generations of Du Changsheng and his master, it is generally believed that the total amount of one hundred and eight covers the number of Tiangang and Earthly Evils, and can also fully carry all the movements of the paper figures, and it is already their magic power, especially their mental power. The limit of endurance.

After all, each paper figure is not just a simple round head with a square body and pole-like limbs. In fact, during the cutting process, the fingers, palms, bones, skin, etc. that it should have are supplemented with effort and power. For the first-level divine marrow, the mantras recited by the mouth are very fast, and it is more like a kind of supplementary explanation of the coordination of the mind and heart, such as knowing how many joints there are in the bones, how many fingers there are, how many pieces of armor are there, etc.

As long as one link goes wrong, all the connected paper figures will be reduced to ashes.

Although Ji Yuan has a strong mind, something went wrong the first time he tried this method that requires a combination of imagination and mechanical work.

About when the ninetieth piece of paper was about to be completed, there was a problem with the cooperation between the scissors and the mental mantra. The paper was cut out in a flash, which was equivalent to finalizing the shape in advance but not yet concentrating.

Wow...wow...wow...

The piece of paper in Ji Yuan's hand, together with the other eighty-nine yellow pieces of paper in the sieve, instantly ignited a burst of flames, and all of them were reduced to ashes in an instant, which shocked Hu Yun.

"Hey... I'm impatient!"

Ji Yuan sighed and swept away with his hand, and all the paper dust floated away together.

At this moment Hu Yun was finally able to seize the opportunity to ask two questions.

"Mr. Ji, what were you doing just now? What are those little paper figures used for? Many of them look like they are fighting. Are you trying to make a lantern show? Why have they all turned to gray?" ”

"Talk too much."

Ji Yuan said something and continued to try for the second time. This time the efficiency was higher. Only one and a half hours had passed until one hundred and eight paper figures were prepared.

However, Ji Yuan is not finished yet. After completing a complete set of procedures, he has already understood the essence of this technique.

This has been improved by his deduction. Some fatal mistakes were made by Du Changsheng and his master Daoxing, who did not understand it well enough. They have corrected the calculations. He has studied his orders very deeply, so he can see some problems by analogy. .

Although the creativity and technical framework of Du Changsheng and his late master are indeed extremely rare, in fact this method has undergone a qualitative change.

Du Changsheng and his deceased master had so many limits, but that didn't mean Ji Yuan's limits would be the same. He still continued to cut out the paper figures, and the process of casting spells never stopped.

It wasn't until the sky started to get dusk that Ji Yuan stopped what he was doing. There was no failure this time, and he completed a total of 324 paper figures in one go.

Based on Ji Yuan's understanding, he calls the last two rounds of numbers "complementing the truth", which means to complement the true meaning. Of course, this is just a way of cultivating immortals. In fact, his word has an unintended meaning, and it can be both called "complementing the truth". "Fixing the frame" can also be regarded as his nostalgic thoughts and a little romance.

As for why the number of three hundred and twenty-four was reached, the main reason was due to cowardice, and the second was mana. The later the time came, the more mental energy consumption increased exponentially. After all, the previous completed work was not just left alone. It’s about forming connections.

Although he has not reached the limit yet, he is no longer so calm. If he takes a small step wrong, all the previous efforts will be in vain, so he decisively stops at the three-in-one count.

There is a thick stack of more than 300 paper figures in Ji Yuan's hand, all of which are gathered in the palm of Ji Yuan's hand. The movements of other parts are not unified, except for the head, which is all overlapped together.

Ji Yuan looked at Hu Yun beside him. This fox was extremely focused.

‘It’s rare for you to have this time. ’

After reciting something in his mind, Ji Yuan clasped his hands together and pressed the pieces of paper into the palms of his hands.

In Hu Yun's eyes, bursts of yellow light appeared in the palms of Mr. Ji's hands. The light was very weak, like yellow light powder flying between his fingers.

It seems that in a moment, the bulging hearts in Ji Yuan's hands are gradually shrinking, and finally they resemble the Buddhist posture of a monk with his hands clasped together.

Ji Yuan looked at the red fox who had climbed half of his body onto the stone table, with the tip of his nose almost touching his palm, and smiled and spread his palm.

"Ah! There's only one left! So many pieces of paper are missing! Where did the others go?"

Hu Yun looked at the table and under the table, and then at Ji Yuan's palms.

"Mr. Ji, are all these people on paper put into one piece?"

"Haha, you guessed it right."

Ji Yuan is also in a good mood, at least he has regained his temper.

On the face of the yellow paper in your hand, if you don’t look carefully, you might think it is an ordinary piece of yellow paper, but if you look closely, you can see some faint outlines.

"Mr. Ji, what kind of magic is this and what can it be used for?"

Hu Yun looked like he wanted to reach out but didn't dare. He looked at the paper crane on Ji Yuan's shoulder and then at the magical paper figure in his hand. Mr. Xindao Ji actually liked playing with paper.

Ji Yuan looked at the paper man in his hand. The last step had not been completed yet. His fingertips were hanging above the head of the paper man, and a drop of blood seeped out from between his nails.

After the drop of blood fell on the yellow paper, he answered casually.

"It's not that effective, but the strength is not small."

"Strength? Paper man?"

Hu Yun looked at the paper figure. A drop of Mr. Ji's blood had just been dropped on the yellow paper, but at this moment, there was still no red.

"Yes, although the difference is quite large, this method can also be regarded as a kind of talisman method. Find Shuyuan www.zｈｈｈhuyuａ.com and cast the spell to summon him, and a golden armored warrior will appear accordingly."

When Ji Yuan said this, he glanced at Chi Hudao.

"Keep an eye on it."

As he spoke, he held the yellow paper upright in front of his eyes, bursts of mana poured into the yellow paper, and then Ji Yuan threw it in front of him.

"Where is Lux?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the yellow paper touched the ground, a yellow light mist appeared, and a figure emerged in the light mist and stretched out.

After a while, the light mist disappeared, and an extremely tall man appeared on the spot. He was wearing a golden ring armor and a golden helmet. He had yellow silk hanging on his front and back. He was much taller than Ji Yuan. With two more heads, a red face, and a beard as long as a needle, Ji Yuan looked like a child standing next to him.

The giant man who appeared hugged his hands and bowed slowly in front of Ji Yuan, making a sound like a deep bell.

"Your Majesty."

"Ji, Mr. Ji...this, is this a paper villain? Yes, it is alive!"

The red fox next to him was stunned. He hid behind Ji Yuan and pointed at Lux with his paws, stammering as he spoke.

"Not really. As I said, he is quite strong and obedient, but he is very sluggish. He is more than enough to bluff people."

Ji Yuan raised his hand, and the golden-armored warrior slowly straightened up and remained standing.

Hu Yun took a breath, came out from behind Ji Yuan, and carefully moved closer to the huge warrior. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he stretched out his claws and tapped the armor of the skirt.

"Ding ding..."

The sound is like gold and iron.

"Isn't this paper?"

"What do you think?"

Hu Yun looked up at the strongman, who made no moves from beginning to end, let alone looked at him.

‘So majestic...’

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