Chapter 314: Being Ugly and Awesome is a Skill
Ruan Wei and the other two continued to draw teleportation talismans, trying to teleport out of the Medicine Valley.
Even if I can't get out, it's okay to go back to the stadium!
There is a man in black robe chasing after him.
The teleportation talisman wasn't a panacea. After using it, it left a small amount of spiritual energy ripples in the air. Ruan Wei was worried that the black-robed figure would follow that small amount of spiritual energy and track them down.
Methane explosions are indeed spectacular and their destructive power is also astonishing.
But the opponents are thick-skinned demons, and there is a 99.999999% chance that they will not die.
Liu Duzheng just watched Ruan Wei draw a picture and pass it on, the three of them stopping as they walked.
The spiritual power in Ruan Wei's body is very stable and in a Schrödinger's state of being almost full but not full.
Innate Spirit Body: I just recovered a little spiritual power and you used it to draw talismans again! ! ! Who the hell can replenish this? !
But there is a limit.
Ruan Wei's face turned almost as pale as paper. How could a good person be squeezed dry over and over again?
She finally started taking drugs.
One small candy bean at a time.
Ruan Wei: "Xiao Yu'er (chew chew chew), do you want to try (chew chew chew), I remember you were also a talisman practitioner before (chew chew chew)..."
Wu Yu was stunned. "Me? But, but I haven't learned the teleportation talisman yet..."
Ruan Wei said as he painted: "Take out your brush and follow me stroke by stroke. There's no need to learn."
She said it with confidence.
Ruan Wei thought, Lun Zhen had never taught her.
She learned to draw talismans by referring to the talisman collection and drawing them by trial and error. After she drew them, a golden light flashed and they took shape.
It's not difficult at all.
Liu Duzheng couldn't help but be moved after hearing this, "Ruan Wei, can I learn it too?"
Who among the descendants of a family has not dreamed of practicing dual cultivation?
Anyway, it’s not their Wanjian Sect.
Ruan Wei nodded and gave her a set of talisman drawing tools from his mustard seed bag.
"Let's learn."
"I'm about to start, remember to follow me."
Liu Duzheng was eager to try, "No problem!"
Wu Yu, who was familiar with Ruan Wei's brushwork, fell silent. "..."
She silently took out her pen and the collection of talismans that she had treasured in her mustard seed bag and had frayed edges.
Wu Yu planned to learn by himself from the book.
She looked at Liu Duzheng with a little sympathy.
It doesn’t matter who you learn from, but you can’t learn to draw talismans from your senior sister.
That is really a very demoralizing thing!!!
Wu Yu thought of her fifth uncle who would go crazy every time he saw Ruan Wei successfully draw a talisman. She silently lit a candle for Liu Du Zheng in her heart.
Lun Zhen had long given up on correcting Ruan Wei's artistic skills.
Thanks to Ruan Wei's status as a darling of heaven, there is really nothing to teach her.
after all.
God said that he could not save the ghost from drawing talismans.
To be honest, he couldn't save Ruan Wei's ugly painting that shocked the world and made the ghosts cry, nor did he want to watch such an ugly symbol condense and take shape in front of him. It would make his life of the past hundred years seem like a joke.
certainly.
Not only his paintings, Ruan Wei's handwriting is also ugly.
It was the kind of ugliness that was completely impossible to imitate. Ruan Wei would never have to worry about anyone imitating her handwriting to frame her in her life.
Although the words written by Ruan Wei can be recognized by others.
But it's ugly.
The general direction of each stroke is correct, but her strokes always fall in an unexpected position.
It is a very unique font.
Ruan Wei seemed to have been born with a closed window to art.
God seemed to be worried that she would climb out the window, so he poured cement opposite the window, blocking the path to art.
Ruan Ruanzhi was very strange when she was taught to write as a child.
He doesn't understand.
His lovely sister clearly has such a pair of delicate hands.
How on earth could these hands write such rough and flying Goubuli handwriting?
Even if Father Ruan saw it, he couldn't brag about it against his conscience.
Later, in order to correct Ruan Wei's handwriting, Ruan's father ordered her to practice writing about a hundred big characters every day.
Is it useful?
some.
At a young age, Ruan Wei learned about the formation of employment relationships and the birth and development of the talent market.
This is the beginning of her black heart——
“…”
Liu Duzheng looked at the trembling ink marks on her talisman paper, each stroke of which followed Ruan Wei's movements. She then glanced at Ruan Wei's talisman that was being condensed by the golden light.
Liu Duzheng, "...did you forget to teach me something?"
Ruan Wei bit the pen, activated the teleportation talisman, and mumbled, "Um...what? I taught you everything."
Wu Yu was also sweating profusely as he formed a talisman.
She was very excited.
This was the first time Wu Yu successfully taught himself a talisman.
Wu Yu came over to take a look at Liu Du Zheng's 2.0 version of the ghost painting, and burst out laughing: "You will definitely not learn it right if you follow my senior sister!"
She said with certainty: "Her handwriting is something no one can imitate!"
There is no other person in the world whose handwriting is uglier than Ruan Wei's.
Absolutely not!
Liu Duzheng looked at Ruan Wei's talisman, then at Wu Yu's talisman, and then at the tattered note in his own hand.
Liu Duzheng said, "The three of us... No, you two are painting the same thing?"
Wu Yu nodded, "Can't tell?"
Liu Duzheng was very confused. "Not at all. I suspect you two are making fun of me."
"That's right, you can't tell!"
Wu Yu said loudly, "My senior sister's talismans are in this style. The uglier they are, the more impressive they are! When you identify talismans in the future, the ugliest one is hers!"
Liu Duzheng sat upright, "Thank you for your advice."
She returned the spirit pen to Ruan Wei with some regret, "My handwriting is too beautiful. It seems that I don't have the talent for practicing talismans. I'll give it back to you."
Ruan Wei, “…”
Is it really okay for you two to say this to my face?
but.
Ruan Wei felt that—
It's a skill for a person to be able to write ugly characters.
She is such a capable person~
Teleport, start!
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After teleporting for who knows how many times.
Ruan Wei: "Oh my god—"
When he landed, Ruan Wei felt that he must have stepped on something. Judging from the feel of his feet, it was obviously a solid object.
As a result, she slipped inexplicably and fell to the ground in a mess.
Wu Yu landed steadily beside her.
She turned her head and saw her senior sister fell to the ground, "Senior sister!!!"
Wu Yu quickly helped the man up.
Oh my god! Her senior sister was already exhausted, and after finally finding her balance, she inexplicably slipped and fell! Report it to the police, report it quickly!
Ruan Wei held his waist and cried out in pain.
Liu Duzheng was obviously much more proficient in teleporting into the air, something that only happened with a small probability.
She landed smoothly.
Ruan Wei was about to look around to see what he was stepping on.
She was caught off guard when she met the Buddhist disciple Jiankong, whose face was gloomy, covering his head and looking at the three people on his side without saying a word, and the direct descendant of Fulong Temple who was standing beside him with a shocked expression.
Ruan Wei, "...Hi?"
Then she changed her mind and a look of joy appeared on her face.
Ruan Wei's waist no longer hurt and her legs no longer trembled. She was extremely excited. "This is Medicine Valley! Right?!"
Seeing the void, “…”
He nodded sullenly.
Jiankong clenched his fists tightly: Today this place can be the Medicine Valley, or it can be the burial place of you, Ruan Wei! ! !
Ruan Wei was overjoyed.
Finally got it back!
Liu Duzheng was also a little happy, but she still couldn't ignore Jiankong's strange behavior.
She is a straightforward person who will never learn to beat around the bush or save face.
Liu Duzheng: "Speaking of which, Jiankong, why are you covering your head all the time? Are you hurt?"
Then.
She saw that the direct descendant of Fulong Temple beside Jiankong was desperately winking at her.
Liu Duzheng asked again: "Why did you wink at me again?"
"I practice the Way of Mercylessness, and you are also a monk. Please forgive me for refusing."
Fulong Temple's direct descendant, "..."
nerve.
He had heard that the second disciple of the Penglai Immortal Sect was a psychopath. How could he not have thought that the younger sister of the Wanjian Sect would also be infected?
Seeing the void, “…”
The Buddhist disciple of Fulong Temple, who had a very good temper, looked unusually cold and solemn. His lips were trembling, and he pointed at Ruan Wei with his other hand. He couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Ruan Wei, "Me? How can I..."
A flash of inspiration came to me.
Ruan Wei remembered the thing she stepped on when she landed. It felt real but inexplicably made her slip.
She glanced cautiously at Jiankong's smooth head.
He looked at it again and again.
It was because Jiankong's head was so smooth and there was nothing on it, so people had to see it clearly.
finally.
Under Jiankong's increasingly powerful face-changing skills.
No matter how unsure Ruan Wei was, he could see something on the Buddha's head... a black mark like a shoe print.
Ruan Wei looked down at the soles of his shoes.
Sure enough, a piece of mud was rubbed off the sole of the shoe.
Ruan Wei, “…”
Oh no.
A kick to the head, what kind of shitty luck does she have!
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