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Su Zhen shook his head, "I can't sense it. This is the round fan you figured out based on my folding fan. You need to find it yourself."

"I clearly made a folding fan based on your folding fan, but you can sense the magic weapon spirits of my sister-in-law and Qiao Xiu?"

"Their magic weapons were created with my intentional guidance. Because of this cause and effect, I can sense it. But you figured out the folding fan because of your talent. It has nothing to do with me. Naturally, there is no cause and effect. I really can't sense it. Hua Ling'er, you need to find the magic weapon's soul by yourself. If you find it, use the method just now to merge the magic weapon with the soul..."

Hua Ling'er was very disappointed and she had to find it herself.

I searched for Uncle Hua's weapon soul for a long time at home, sometimes even until midnight.

The eldest brother's weapon soul was discovered by accident. It was the weapon soul creature that ran out to cause trouble and was caught by the eldest brother. He found a painting on his folding fan and asked the elders of Wanxianmen for help to integrate it into a magic weapon.

An inner sect disciple came over from the inner gate, clasped his fists and said, "Exalted, Fairy, Master asks Fairy to go to the back door to see you, please—"

Su Zhen walked through the front yard.

The outer sect disciples searched everywhere, but Miss Ling'er's soul has not been found yet. Without the soul, they cannot turn their fan into a magic weapon.

The magic weapon of the second uncle Hua in the pavilion is an umbrella, which can be used for both attack and defense, and is very powerful; the magic weapon of the young pavilion master is a folding fan, which can be used for both attack and defense.

But Miss Ling'er was the first person to make a folding round fan, but she still hasn't found the soul of the device.

Second Uncle Hua and Dalang Hua were sitting in a side hall in the backyard. In the hall there was a table where they and several inner disciples practiced painting. Everyone had his own seat, and they usually gathered together to practice and learn painting skills.

When Su Zhen arrived at the main hall, Uncle Hua, Second Uncle Hua, and Dalang Hua were already waiting there.

Uncle Hua said, "I haven't seen Fairy Kan Shuzhen for a while. How are you these days?"

"Everything is fine." Su Zhen just sat down when a ray of light flashed across his eyes. It turned out that a calico cat kicked a hydrangea away.

Su Zhen was puzzled: "Ling'er, can you show me your magic weapon?"

Hua Ling'er presented the magic weapon to Su Zhen.

Su Zhen unfolded his folding fan. On the front was a cat playing with a ball, and on the back was the same cat playing with a butterfly orchid. The cat that had just appeared was exactly the same as the one on the fan.

Uncle Hua said, "This is a cat that Ling'er raised when she was a child. Her name was Xiaohua. She raised her for five or six years. One year, the neighbor Huang family poisoned rats, and Xiaohua died after eating the poisoned rats. Ling'er cried for many days because of this. Later, when she grew up, her best drawings of animals were of cats.

In early spring last year, a calico cat came to our house. It was the one just now. It loved playing with hydrangeas and kicked them around all day long..."

Su Zhen smiled and asked, "Ling'er, if I find the weapon soul for you, how will you thank me?"

Uncle Hua thought of his own cat, "Fairy, are you talking about my cat..."

Hua Ling'er seemed incredulous: "She turned into a real cat?"

She immediately stood up and looked up, seeing a calico cat standing on the flower bed. The scene was exactly the same as the one with her round fan. She imitated Su Zhen, made a hand gesture, and pounced on the calico cat with magic. The calico cat tried to dodge but was trapped by Duanduan. The calico cat struggled desperately and heard the sound of meowing, and aura flashed on its body.

Su Zhen said: "Your fan!"

The cat cried miserably. For so long, even her owner hadn't discovered that she was the spirit of the fan, but now he discovered it!

Her owner thought it was just a little flower that looked exactly like the one she had raised when she was a child.

Hua Ling'er used both hands. Whenever the cat came close to the fan, the cat would either blow air at it with its mouth or throw the fan away with its paws.

The tabby cat also has intelligence. Once such a spirit is integrated into a magic weapon, it will at least be a fairy-level magic weapon.

The more Hua Ling'er wanted to merge, the more she couldn't.

When Uncle Hua saw this, he used his magic to try to help, but the cat made a roar-like sound, which frightened Uncle Hua so much that he retreated again and again.

Su Zhenxin thought about it and realized that the cat was transformed from a painting created by the painter. A weapon soul has only one true body magic weapon. The painter's cat could not know the art of sound attack, unless it swallowed the weapon soul created by the piano cultivator's magic weapon.

Su Zhen cast a spell and summoned his "Shuzhen Collection". He flipped through it quickly and came to the chapter "Romance of the West Chamber". The sound of a piano became magical and melodious. The cat hummed in response to the sound. Following Su Zhen's spell, the cat spit out a soul bead. After the soul bead came out, Su Zhen took out a piece of music score engraving and integrated the soul bead into the music score engraving.

The more Hua Ling'er wanted to merge, the more the cat attacked with sound and now spit out a bead. The bead immediately turned into the shape of a mansion. The cat was about to rush into the mansion, but under Su Zhen's control, "Shuzhen Ji" swallowed the soul of the painting instrument in the mansion.

"Meow meow--"

The cat was very angry. He was forced to spit out all the weapon souls he had swallowed, and now they were being taken away.

She continued to vomit, sometimes it was a horse, sometimes it was a chicken...

This is an animal paradise. The transformed cat has swallowed so many souls that horses, chickens, rabbits, dogs, pigs, and lucky dolls are all complete.

After spitting out the thirteenth thing, the weak cat turned into a ball of light and shadow. The image was exactly the same as Hua Ling'er's fan-shaped picture.

Hua Ling'er merged the light and shadow ball with her magic fan. Others succeeded once, but she was able to separate the weapon soul and the fan into two after three attempts. It was too difficult for her to combine the two into one.

Su Zhen said: "Sacrifice your blood and essence to recognize the master, and transform into a wisp of spiritual consciousness. There are two ways to recognize the master, forcibly bind, and sign a master-servant contract!"

The tabby cat let out an unwilling hum. If the fairy hadn't appeared today, he wouldn't have been exposed.

The whole family treats it as a calico cat.

The painting uncle's eyes lit up.

After hearing what happened in the inner courtyard, Aunt Hua came in with two outer disciples and asked, "Where is the weapon soul on the Fuwa lantern?"

The female disciples saw it all just now. They were hiding behind the door leading to the outer gate. It turned out that Hua Ling'er's weapon soul had already transformed and had swallowed up a lot of weapon souls.

When Aunt Hua saw Su Zhen, she bowed and said, "Fairy Shu Zhen, the Fuwa spirit can be returned to me. This... this is the Fuwa on the lantern hanging in my room."

Su Zhen said: "If you take out the lantern, I will believe you."

The painter uncle clasped his fists and said, "The New Year painting pig, the fairy must return it to me. I was born in the year of the pig, and I can only paint one kind of picture in my life: a pig! A New Year painting pig. The year I turned 24 was my zodiac year. The tool spirit just now is exactly the same as the New Year painting pig I painted that year, and it is also my most proud painting. I can take it from the painting room."

The painter returned to her room happily. She had been married for three years but had not gotten pregnant. Even her younger brother and sister-in-law had given birth to Dalang, but she still had no news. In order to have a child, she followed her husband's family to paint and learned how to paint Fuwa, hoping that God would give her a child.

In the whole family, she is the only one who drew the Fuwa.

The painter said that it is enough to learn just one thing, that is, to draw the Fuwa during the Chinese New Year and sell it that year, which is quite popular. So the painter lady only knew how to draw the Fuwa throughout her life and she couldn't learn anything else.

With her painting skills, I didn't expect that she could give birth to a weapon soul.