After time travel, I got rich by catching ghosts and selling talismans

For a period of time after that, Cen Yuan was busy.

At the beginning, Master Wu Xuan didn't pay much attention to it—after all, although Cen Yuan was busy, he would still go back to Qinglin Peak to recuperate and practice in his free time, and occasionally cook a few special dishes to coax the stubborn and squeamish Wu Xuanzong Master, compared to when he was not busy, he only appeared in front of Wu Xuan less frequently.

But after a long period of time in this state, Grandmaster Wuxuan felt that everything was a little bit out of control.For example, no one will bring him a plate of delicious baked cookies to feed him during his live broadcast, and no one will act as a customer service agent for him when he is lazy and doesn’t want to take care of the Taobao store by himself. After the talisman, I naturally wanted to pass it to the person next to me, but found that there was no one waiting beside me...

Even the hot and fragrant food that was kept fresh by the spiritual weapon didn't seem so delicious when it was eaten.

It was very quiet in the palace, just like the cave he had made in the cultivation world.

After habitually stretching out his hands again but no one wiped his hands with a handkerchief, Grandmaster Wuxuan pursed his lips, pulled out a white handkerchief expressionlessly, and dipped himself one by one. Wipe fingers clean with juice.

...it's so boring.

Wu Xuan frowned unconsciously, nestled on the sofa and unconsciously tapped the screen of his mobile phone, he caught a glimpse of the bronze bracelet on his wrist from the corner of his eyes, and the movements of his hands paused slightly.

Spirit Talisman Spirit Talisman, as the name suggests, is a talisman that uses aura as a guide to seize the power of heaven and earth for its own use.It can be said that the talisman makers are the embodiment of heaven and earth, and the runes they hold are the carriers that carry the power of heaven and earth, but neither the talisman makers nor the runes they master can directly make a successful talisman Text——to make a complete and effective talisman, apart from the talent of the talisman maker to connect the heaven and the earth and clear enough runes, the most indispensable and most basic thing is the most easily overlooked, aura .

It can be said that the ethereal-sounding aura is the most basic thing to make a talisman, and such aura, which can be said to be the foundation of a talisman, is replaced with something completely different—even if that thing is called a magic talisman. The dragon aura of the dragon clan of ancient mythical beasts is also incredible.

If another talisman maker who had also studied in the cultivation world was here, he probably couldn't help jumping up and pinching Master Wuxuan's neck and spraying him loudly to clear his mind.

Well, if he can fight...

Wu Xuan took off the bronze bracelet from his hand, held it in his hand and rubbed it lightly for a while, his brows moved slightly, his slender and strong consciousness quietly penetrated into the space attached to the bracelet, surrounded by light blue and strong dragon aura He hovered gently with his consciousness.

He stabilized his mind, combed through those dragon auras without changing his expression, stacked them together one by one, and then carefully grabbed a handful out——

It was hard to save such a bracelet, so you must be careful with it!

It is a very precious experimental material.

Wu Xuan first dipped the pen into a little spirit-inducing ink like he usually does when making talismans—only he converted the aura in the ink into dragon aura, and then made the talisman with a cautious attitude that he had never experienced since his talisman mastery. A stroke lightly fell on the paper.

The rune used as the head of the talisman was completed in an instant, Wu Xuan just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly there was a soft "chi", the talisman paper under his hand ignited a blue flame from the rune, but in the blink of an eye, the talisman was destroyed. The paper was licked to nothing.

Failed.

Wu Xuan pursed his lips, carefully recalling the situation when he wrote the pen just now, pouring out the previous plate of spirit-inducing ink in his hand, and re-mixing another concentration of dragon energy talisman ink.

If it fails once, it will come again.Wu Xuan almost forgot to eat and sleep and put all his heart and soul into studying how to use dragon energy into the talisman. When he finally found a glimmer of inspiration and roughly made a dragon talisman, he finally recovered from this ecstasy. waking up in a state of—

Because the dragon gas as raw material is not enough.

And the producer of the raw materials, his little cook Cen Yuan, is still not here...Huh?

Seems to be at home?

Wu Xuan looked at the "Dragon Talisman" that had just taken shape in front of him, then sneaked out his consciousness and walked around the palace, pushing the talisman paper forward with a very calm and natural expression, stood up from the chair, and walked out .

"Ah Xuan." Sensing his approach, Cen Yuan raised his head and glanced at the kitchen door. His stern face seemed to melt a little when he looked at it, and the heat rising from the cooking made him a little bit more Smokey, soft and homey.

Wu Xuan opened his mouth, and for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say when he came here. He leaned against the door frame of the kitchen silently with lowered eyebrows and watched Cen Yuan skillfully and methodically chop, add oil, blanch, stir-fry...every The movements seemed to be well grasped, and the alluring aroma came out.

Wu Xuan glanced at the stewed prawns that Cen Yuan brought out and put aside, then unconsciously fell back on Cen Yuan's face.

He seems to be really busy recently, even though he has the body of a cultivator, now there is a faint blue-black shadow under his eyes, and there is a slight vertical mark between his eyebrows.

Toss and stir fry.

Cen Yuan scooped the fried chicken with edamame into the plate, and when he turned his head, he saw Grandmaster Wu Xuan, who could lie down but never sit, and who could sit and never stand... was obediently leaning against the door Watching him cook, there seemed to be a pool of water in his clear and beautiful eyes like glass, and his expression was very serious.

He smiled secretly, and didn't bother Grandmaster Wuxuan, who seemed to be in the state of "thinking about life", but thoughtfully turned out a crock pot, chopped the cleaned animal bones, put them into the pot and added water Made an extra soup for Grandmaster Wuxuan.

During this period, Wuxuan's little gatekeeper inexplicably evolved into Wuxuan's little tail, quietly following behind him without saying a word, but looked at him with a particularly unpredictable and complicated expression, which made Director Cen almost bear it. I couldn't help but take out a mirror to see if I had smeared oil on my face when I was cooking: "..."

It wasn't until Cen Yuan brought all the prepared meals to the dining table that Grandmaster Wuxuan slowly swayed back to his own soft chair and sat down, holding a white jade bowl and jade chopsticks to continue meditating .

Director Cen was particularly worried about that state!

The child in the family suddenly doesn't taste good when eating. Could it be that his craftsmanship has regressed? !

Cen Yuan stared at him for a while, then picked a prawn and poked it into his bowl.

Wu Xuan obediently lowered his head and ate it, but did not move again.

Cen Yuan put another piece of chicken into his bowl, and Wu Xuan continued to eat it obediently.

Doesn't seem like a big problem? !With a calm expression, Cen Yuan took a piece of ginger over...

Wu Xuan threw the ginger slices back into the vicious little cook's bowl, then picked up his own white jade bowl expressionlessly, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and ate.

Cen Yuan, who was stared at coldly, breathed a sigh of relief: "..."

Fortunately, no problem.

Grandmaster Wuxuan continued to eat angrily.

It has to be said that Director Cen Yuan really knows the taste of Grandmaster Wu Xuan very clearly.Grandmaster Wuxuan, who was just annoyed by Jiang Pian, tasted less than three dishes, and the little brows that were previously frowned unconsciously loosened.He glanced at Cen Yuan thoughtfully, raised his hand with a light touch, and a magic talisman slipped from his fingers into Cen Yuan's hand.

Cen Yuan: "?"

Before he could ask what it meant, a heavy sense of exhaustion suddenly surged from the depths of his body. The turbulence was so fast that he had no time to stop it. He closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sofa.

Wu Xuan sat on the chair for a while, and finally got up and walked over. His white and delicate fingertips lightly touched Cen Yuan's brows, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly came back to his senses, and put the sleeping bag in his hand. Fu took it back, turned and went into the study.

After a while, he strolled out of the room as if nothing had happened, pulling a fluffy blanket in his hand.

Putting Cen Yuan flat on the sofa, Grandmaster Wu Xuan covered the little cook with a small blanket expressionlessly, and then ruthlessly sucked a few pinches of dragon gas as the usage fee for the little blanket.

Chief Cen, who was lying on the sofa, didn't know it, he curled up with his legs under the blanket and fell asleep soundly.

Wu Xuan stared at this scene for a while, then silently pulled a chair beside him and sat down, lowering his head to play with his mobile phone.

**

When Cen Yuan woke up, what he saw was Wu Xuan leaning on the back of the chair with the phone in his hand, closing his eyes and resting lazily.

Probably because the surrounding atmosphere was too quiet, he suddenly breathed lightly, sat up from the sofa softly, and covered Wu Xuan with the small blanket on his body.

"...?" Grandmaster Wu Xuan opened his eyes vigilantly, there was still a bit of sleepless moisture in his pair of beautiful pupils, and the foggy look made people's heart soften.

"Are you awake?" Grandmaster Wu Xuan yawned slightly, took the blanket from Cen Yuan's hands naturally, rubbed his eyes and asked, "How do you feel? Are you still tired?"

Cen Yuan was startled when he heard the words, turned his mind to feel the situation in his body, and looked at Wu Xuan with some surprise.

Taking advantage of Cen Yuan's sneakiness while he was asleep just now, he unsealed a little bit more. Grandmaster Wuxuan, who still didn't know why he stayed here to protect him, sipped his lips, and patted him on the shoulder with a cold expression. Standing up and going back to the room with a small blanket in his arms, it can be said that he has hidden merit and fame.

Cen Yuan: "..."

He couldn't control the corner of his mouth, looked at the back of Wu Xuan who got up and left, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Ah Xuan."

There was a pause from the back of Wu Xuan's leaving, and then came his signature extremely cold voice: "Hmph... If you want to thank me, why not introduce me to a few more big deals."

Don't be awkward.

Cen Yuan's eyes gradually darkened, and he replied in a low, almost gentle voice: "Okay."