I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

Feel free to eat the food on the table.

"The second in the shop, open a room for me."

Soon, Xiao Er opened a room for Han Li.

Han Li returned to the room, Lotus Position sat on the bed, and escaped the excellent rice paper from the own storage space, as well as the large piece of cinnabar that was previously obtained from the palace, and the head was the size of the head. Cinnabar has only used up a little and a half now, and it can still be used for a long time.

Put the cinnabar on the table next to it, and arrange everything on the rice paper.

He had already told Xiaoer Dian just now that he must not be disturbed by anyone.

After adjusting the own state to the best state.

At this time, Han Licai looked serious and began to grind cinnabar.

The elementary and intermediate level runemen do not need other formulas for the time being, but according to some other ancient records in the paper-tied spirits that Han Li has seen, paper men above the advanced level, and even spiritual level paper men, require special formulas. of.

Each kind of paper man needs different ink, and only the most suitable formula can produce a paper man with normal combat power.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to concoct a high-level paper man with normal combat power.

But these are not under Han Li's consideration. As far as Han Li is concerned, his Cultivation Base has not yet arrived at the realm, and even if he is given a senior paper man's paper drawing book, he can't do it.

What's more, so far, he has only won a mid-rank paper man, and he has never obtained a paper-cut illustration book of a high-rank paper man, so he doesn't have this trouble at all for the time being.

Right now, there are not so many troubles to pierce the mid-rank paper man.

A skeleton was probably made with the bamboo beside it. Han Li carefully moistened the rice paper with cinnabar water, and then pasted it up according to the frame of the bamboo frame. Soon a mid-rank yellow towel lux paper figure was formed.

Seeing the formation of the paper man with the yellow towel luxuries, Han Li did not dare to neglect, and quickly brought the ground cinnabar ink from the side, dripped four or five drops of blood from his fingers in the ink, and then mixed it up. .

Han Licai picked up the ink pen and quickly began to draw rune and seal script around the paper man.

During this process, Han Li must concentrate, although Han Li's level of paper-rolling spiritual skills is already very high, and Cultivation Base has also reached the Realm Great Perfection.

He is also very familiar with the Yellow Turban Lux paperman, but after all, this is a mid-rank paperman, and Han Li still has a certain probability of failure.

These things are very precious and difficult to obtain, so Han Li must concentrate his attention to minimize the probability of failure!

Han Li was attentive.

With Han Li's last rune drawing completed.

Han Li took a deep breath, he was about to start drawing the most important step of the paper man.

Consecrate!

Han Li's face was serious, and he pinched a gesture in his hand.

"The ancestor gave me my spiritual body, and opened Azure Dragon eyes with one stroke. Two strokes for the eyes and four seas. Three strokes for the body to be comfortable. Eyes are clear, feet and feet are smart, hands and hands are smart. Nodding head, spirit, nodding you three One hundred and sixty-five joints. The spirit travels around the world, the holy face pilgrimage shows the mighty spirits. I serve the Divine Armament, the elder Majesty, as fast as the law!"

Following the last syllable, Han Li pointed his finger on the temple of the yellow turban warrior.

The yellow turban warrior stood up suddenly!

Refining is complete!

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief, this is a good start for brother!

Pinched a hand gesture in his hand.

"receive!"

The yellow-turbaned man in front of him was originally very large and swollen, and suddenly began to shrink quickly, and finally turned into an ordinary paper-cut villain. Floating into Han Li's hands.

Han Li looked at the paper-cut villain in his hand with satisfaction, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Put the paper-cut villain in his hand and put it in his sleeve.

Han Li continued to draw other rune soldiers.

On this trip to the primitive jungle, Han Li drew a total of nearly 20 Yellow Scarf Warrior Runemen, 10 Haoyang Bird Runemen, and 10 Gopher Runemen.

One of the biggest losses was the Yellow Turban Warrior Runemen.

Except for the last three Yellow Turban runemen that survived, all the others were everywhere in the primitive jungle. They were lost for various reasons, especially those in the valley. What they encountered was written Kind of monster.

The loss was really too great, followed by the Haoyang bird runemen, which also lost half of them, leaving only five, and the driller runemen, because they are biased towards the auxiliary type of runemen.

Han Li has no chance to use it, so the loss is small.

Han Li mainly replenishes the yellow turban warrior runemen.

For one night, Han Li basically painted the yellow turban warrior runemen.

And just when Han Li added Fubing.

At this time, the mayor's house.

"Father Wu, our price is already the lowest! In our Jiuquan Town, if you don't have the support of our father and son, you can't pass on this teaching!"

The mayor said with a smile in his eyes, looking at Father Wu in front of him.

At this moment, a trace of hesitation flashed in Father Wu's eyes.

After a long silence, he looked at the mayor in front of him and said: "My lord mayor, is your price a bit too high? Sanqianxian Dayang, the price is too high, we..."

"Hey! Since it's for preaching, don't talk about money, talk about how vulgar money is! My price is not expensive, it all depends on whether God is sincere! If you really believe in God, you should hope for more people It's the salvation of God! What is such a small amount of money? Right!"

The mayor still had a smile in his eyes. He and his son David winked at each other. Naturally, these words would not be what he wanted to say.

All of the ideas came up with his son David, who returned from abroad!

At this time, Father Wu was still hesitating.

David on the side suddenly said, "Why don't we take a step back! My father is willing to accept only two thousand Xuan Dayang, as an offering to God, but my father has one condition!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stalemate, David smiled and said to Father Wu next to him with a smile on his face.

"Oh? You say!"

Father Wu hurriedly asked David in front of him.

"Since Father Wu, you are going to preach in Jiuquan Town, then naturally you want to reopen the church, right?"

"Yes! I came naturally to reopen the church~!"

Father Wu nodded.

At this time, with a slight smile on David’s face, he said to Father Wu in front of him: “In fact, it’s nothing, that is, I have an Uncle, a Taoist priest, and he is in the business of removing corpses! I remember being behind the church. There is a large open space. There is no place to put the body of his guest. It happens to be a suitable place. How does Father Wu feel?"

"Good! I agree to this request!"

Father Wu almost didn't even think about it, and he agreed directly!

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