Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 487 The world of genius
"Fellow Taoist, do you know who Xiao Ke saw?"

As soon as Fang Ji entered the room, he spoke excitedly.

"Who?"

"Taiyi Golden Immortal Sike Shangxian!"

"It's him?"

Even though Mo Chuan's knowledge was completely blank, he still knew the name of Taiyi Golden Immortal Sike.

This person is the one who guards the Si Pleia hub and can be said to be of high authority.

Of course, his Golden Immortal cultivation is the most worthy of bragging.

"It seems that the situation of the returning air shuttle is very serious?"

But no, Jinxian has not yet solved it. How can the problem not be serious?
"There's something wrong with Gui Biao's appearance." Fang Ji's face looked very solemn.

"Gui Biaoyi?" Mo Chuan looked confused.

"This is a ship-protecting weapon!"

It turns out that ultra-long-distance acceleration involves space-time coupling, and this object is the magic weapon that protects the stability of space-time in the ship.

Without the protection of this magic weapon, even if the Golden Immortal monk forcibly drags the airship back to the hub, the cargo and passengers in the airship will also experience abnormalities due to the chaos of time and space.

"For such a valuable thing, there is no backup in the ship?"

"There are very few weapon refiners who can refine Taiyi-level instruments. If you can't get even one, how can you afford the luxury of backup?"

"If that's the case, what will Master Si Ke do if he summons the talisman masters?"

"Alas, it's just a dead horse being treated as a live doctor! Refining a complete Guibiao instrument is extremely difficult for ordinary weapon refiners. However, it is still possible to tinker with it."

"I see, how is the repair now?"

"It's not optimistic! Xiao Ke claims to have made some achievements in the art of talismans, but today we find out that he is just sitting in a well and looking at the sky!"

In the midst of sighing and sighing, Fang Ji suddenly looked at Mo Chuan: "By the way, fellow Taoist, have you studied the way of talismans?"

Without waiting for Mo Chuan to reply, he started carving in the void with an excited expression:
"This is the damaged part of Guibiao's instrument. Unfortunately, the damage is so severe that no matter how much Pindao deduces, he will not be able to get it."

It has to be said that Fang Ji boasts that he has made some achievements in the art of talismans, but he is really not boasting.

Then he saw his pen move among dragons and snakes, and a complicated three-dimensional talisman was outlined out of thin air.

However, the middle part of this talisman was severely missing, as if it had been distorted by an inexplicable force, and the original appearance of the talisman could no longer be seen.

"... Logically speaking, this piece resembles the Nine Phoenix Spirit Medal. It should be the Nine-Bi Dharma Ribbon, which has the effect of opening up the source of enlightenment. However, the poor Taoist uses this talisman to supplement it, but it is incompatible with this place..."

Fang Ji obviously couldn't hold back his inner desire to talk, and he kept talking without waiting for Mo Chuan to speak.

Mo Chuan had a smile on his face, looking polite but distracted.

I don't know how much time passed before Fang Ji came back to his senses. While scratching his head and head, he looked at Mo Chuan with a hopeful look on his face: "Do you have any ideas, fellow Taoist?"

Mo Chuan shook his head: "Pindao has learned some skills in drawing talismans, but he is only limited to drawing gourds and ladles. It would be good if he can understand them. What do you have any ideas?"

"That's it!"

Fang Ji looked a little disappointed, sighed, turned his eyes to the talisman again, and asked without giving up: "Fellow Taoist, do you think the missing talismans have been tampered with? Otherwise, what's the matter? Will it be so contradictory?"

Mo Chuan was too lazy to think, so he pretended to be confused and said: "Maybe!"

After hearing this, Fang Ji began to study on his own, and from time to time he danced with excitement.

In this process, Mo Chuan became more like the person he confided in to clarify his thoughts.

Unfortunately, Gui Piao Yi's talismans are too complicated.

Fang Ji studied for a long time, but still couldn't find a way out, so he had to say goodbye with regret.

During this period, Mo Chuan asked tentatively, if you record the talisman in this way, are you not afraid of being blamed by Immortal Si Ke?
Fang Ji responded casually, if Gui Biaoyi could reveal the secret with just a few glances, the Taiyi-level flying boat would have been worthless long ago.

Mo Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt convinced.

……

In the next few days, Fang Ji seemed to have disappeared and never looked for Mo Chuan again.

The Return Wind Flying Shuttle seemed to have been forgotten, floating quietly among a barren starry field.

Mo Chuan went out for a few walks, and the atmosphere inside the ship was relatively calm.

After all, with the Jinxian boss in charge, naturally no one dares to cause trouble. Apart from sighing about their own misfortune, they can also treat themselves as seclusion.

Mo Chuan had the same idea.

At this point, he was basically sure that this was definitely not directed at him.

It was just a coincidence and bad luck.

He had nothing to do and didn't dare to practice deeply, so he simply used the Three Life Mirror to deduce the guibiao talismans.Mo Chuan was immediately shocked by this deduction.

I saw that the missing talisman in Gui's appearance was gradually perfected under the Sansheng Mirror.

The talismans presented in it, with their ingenious strokes and tricky angles, are beyond Mo Chuan's imagination. It's quite unbelievable that "talismans can be painted like this"!
He deduced it carefully through Luo Jingtong, and then he realized the mystery of it.

Of course, being able to deduce the talisman is only the first step. How to carve it out is a further test of Taoist skills.

However, Mo Chuan was more concerned about the power of the Sansheng Mirror than discovering that the talisman was missing from Gui Piaoyi.

This is no longer a magic weapon that Yingzhou monks can refine.

If he guessed correctly, this was probably the magic weapon left by the Nine Heavens Immortal Court.

"No wonder the Jiu Shengbao Chamber of Commerce is so jealous of Ji Xinghai. I would be jealous too!"

While Mo Chuan was sighing and sighing, he continued to pretend to be an ordinary passenger, practicing or reading scriptures every day to fight through the boring days.

In a flash, half a month has passed again.

On this day, Fang Ji suddenly came to visit again. As soon as the door opened, he said with excitement: "Youxu, I, I seem to have found the missing talisman of Gui Biaoyi!"

Mo Chuan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Have you reported it to Immortal Si Ke?"

"Not yet...I'm a little unsure!" Fang Ji looked a little worried.

"Go and report first!" Mo Chuan urged.

"Ah, just in case..."

"There is no such thing as a rare event. Can the majestic Taiyi Golden Immortal still embarrass us ordinary people?"

"Makes sense."

Fang Ji gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and turned around in a hurry.

Mo Chuan looked at Fang Ji's back and sighed softly.

If Fang Ji really deduced that Gui Biaoyi was missing a talisman, his talent in talismans must be astonishing, and he would have caught the eye of the Golden Immortal.

It would be bad if he asked a few questions and his name was mentioned.

Although he never reminded Fang Ji from beginning to end.

About two hours later, Fang Ji came back with an excited and erratic expression.

"How do you say it?" Mo Chuan asked Fang Ji as he invited him into the guest room.

"That is indeed a talisman of a standard instrument... It's a pity..." Fang Ji paused, and then said with some frustration: "Although I deduced it, I couldn't carve it out."

"Fellow Taoist, don't belittle yourself. If you can deduce it, your Taoist talisman's attainment has been rare in a hundred years!" Mo Chuan said with relief, sighing in his heart.

Yes, you have to keep waiting!
Under Mo Chuan's comfort, Fang Ji's mood improved a lot. He even took the initiative to show Mo Chuan the missing talisman of Gui Piao Yi and explained his deduction process in detail. After hearing this, Mo Chuan had to admit that Fang Ji was really fucking What a genius!
After this incident, the relationship between the two people has become much closer. Of course, this is mainly due to Fang Ji's feeling.

After that, he often came over to discuss the method of talismans with Mo Chuan.

Mainly he was talking and Mo Chuan was listening.

It's been like this for another half a month, and the return wind flying shuttle has finally been repaired. It seems that foreign aid has been hired.Then, under the push of Taiyi Golden Immortal Sike, the Flying Sky Shuttle once again escaped into the chaotic time and space.

Mo Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this.

One day later, the return air shuttle arrived at Lumpi hub.

Through the porthole, a huge man-made building with a different style comes into view.

But before Mo Chuan could take a closer look, the door was knocked again.

As expected, the person visiting was Fang Ji, but he invited Mo Chuan to get off the boat together and have a drink along the way to wash away the dust of the journey.

Mo Chuan had no reason to refuse and went happily.

After crossing the deck and getting out of the flying boat, the world suddenly becomes clear. The pagodas and pagodas look like eternal mountain peaks, standing among the sea of ​​stars. It makes people suddenly see the light and feel like seeing the sun again.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Dingkun, is the Vajra under the seat of the open-eyed Arhat. May I ask the layman where he is?"

An old monk in red robe blocked the path of Mo Chuan and Fang Ji, staring directly at Fang Ji, as if staring at a piece of jade.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Chuan was shocked.

Arhat is the title of the realm of Buddhism, and his cultivation level is strikingly similar to Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Xiao Ke is right! May I ask the Master for any advice?" Fang Ji replied nervously.

"Open Eyes Arhat heard that the layman was good at the art of talisman and admired it very much. He specially ordered the poor monk to welcome the layman into the hall to discuss the Dharma." Monk Dingkun clasped his hands together and looked polite.

When Mo Chuan heard this, he didn't know that Fang Ji had encountered a great opportunity and had fallen into the eyes of an Arhat?

(End of this chapter)