Tianshi Museum

The out-of-control Yin Qi was confined in the tomb by Shen Gun, so as not to overflow and cause the mountain to collapse.

The suppressed spiritual power in Xia Zha was released, and the unbearable power ran wild in the limited space.The yin energy was constantly washing and washing his body, and as time passed, he gradually felt exhausted, his hands and feet were weak, his physical strength was exhausted, and he finally passed out with heavy eyelids.

At the same time, the whistling Yin Qi and wind blades in the cave stopped abruptly, and everything returned to calm.

Shen Gun held Xia Zha with one hand in his left arm, bit his right index finger, and the bloody fingertip brushed against his right eye.Immediately, a flash of inspiration flashed in his right eye, as if he had discovered something.

He drew an inscription out of thin air with his fingertips.Fingers are used as pens, blood is used as ink, and maroon lines of inscriptions float in the air.

Push the floating inscription to the top of the tomb. After the inscription flashed a golden white light, it slowly turned into a phantom and blended into the top of the tomb.

In this way, the mountain was sealed, and no one could enter except him and Xia Zha.

After doing this, Shen Gun picked up Xia Zha by the waist and left Xishan.

Back at the Tianshi Museum, as soon as the door was opened, Lingjiao rushed out.

However, halfway through the rush, it realized something was wrong, and its short and fat body instantly stagnated in mid-air.Fortunately, the Lingjiao was born with the ability to stay in the air for a short time. In the future, Hualong will be able to fly through the clouds and ride the fog. At this time, it stopped suddenly and did not fall.

Its front paws are still so happy that it is open, and only the tail is sweeping unconsciously all over the body. If horns are added to the head, it will be exactly the same as the relief on the edge of the wooden table.

Lingjiao originally wanted to rush into Xia Zha's arms to act like a baby, but found that Xia Zha was hugged by Shen Gun.The fact that it almost rushed into Shen Gong's arms made it petrified.

Shen Gun ignored Ling Jiao, and put Xia Zha lightly on the soft sofa in the lounge.

After that, he went to the inner room of the lounge and made the bed.

There is only a folded single bed in the Tianshi Museum.

Shen Gun has practiced all year round, and has the habit of going to bed in samadhi. He only wants to concentrate when he is in samadhi, and has no requirements for the environment. Even if he leans his back against the wall, he will not feel uncomfortable.And Xia Zha doesn't need to sleep. If he closes his eyes and rests his mind, he will choose to go to the window sill where the moon can be exposed to the sun, so this bed is not usually taken out.

Shen Gun slept on the single bed before he was an adult. At that time, his master felt that he was growing and needed to pay attention to the sleeping environment, so he bought this folding bed.

I still remember that the first time Xia Zha saw Shen Gun leaning against the wall and falling asleep on the futon, he expressed doubts, and only after listening to his explanation did he understand the reason.

Later, they got a new TV and could watch TV channels. Xia Zha held the remote control and watched the modern drama called "TV Series" with novelty in his heart.

Seeing a certain channel, he pointed to the little dragon girl sleeping on a rope in the play, and said to Shen Gun with a smile: "Is Boss Shen a little dragon girl? It was said on TV that only little dragon girls can fall asleep in such a unique way, and sleep beautifully." Beautiful fragrance."

At that time, Shen Gun only felt that Xia Zha's smile was soft and didn't think much about it, but now he regrets that he didn't buy a comfortable big bed when he went shopping for furniture.

Comfortable large double bed.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Shen Gun had already made the bed.

He went back to the outer room of the lounge and carried Xia Zha who was on the sofa to the bed.

When Xia Zha was sleeping on the sofa, Xiao Pang Jiao crawled on the edge of the sofa, staring blankly; when Shen Gong carried Xia Zha to the inner bed, Xiao Pang Jiao hurriedly tossed his four legs upside down. Claw, followed them to the inner room, leaned on the edge of the bed and stared blankly.

Lingjiao looked at Xia Zha on the bed, and at Shen Gun who was guarding the bed.

It turned its head back and forth several times, and finally prepared itself to talk to Shen Gon. It pointed at Xia Zha with its small paws, tilted its head and asked Shen Gon, "Hey?"

"He fell asleep uncomfortably, please keep your voice down."

Hearing that Xia Zha was not feeling well, the chubby jiao became anxious, chasing its tail around the bed, but it was anxious and helpless, only its eyes became teary.After being at a loss for a while, it carefully stretched out its front paws, trying to touch Xia Zha's face.

Its little paws had just touched Xia Zha's skin, and before she had time to shed tears of sadness, Shen Gun said in a low voice, "Don't touch your face."

His tone was fierce.

The little fat jiao suddenly trembled in fright, and quickly withdrew its claws.

After Shen Gun finished speaking, he gently rubbed the touched place on Xia Zha's cheek with the back of his hand.

Seeing this, Xiao Pangjiao poked his front paw towards Xia Zha's left hand with clear and beautiful bones. Before it touched it this time, Shen Gun made a sound.

"Don't touch your hands."

Xiao Pangjiao succumbed to the powerful evil force and turned his gaze to Xia Zha's sleeve.

Shen Gun: "If you use your hands and feet, you will grow old in prison."

Little Fat Jiao: "...qwq"

"grumble!"

After Ling Jiao let out an angry cry at him, he jumped to the other side of the bed, and lay quietly beside Xia Zha's pillow.

One person, one dragon, no one will talk to anyone anymore.

The next day.

Shen Gun stayed by the bed for a whole day, but Xia Zha still didn't wake up.

On the bed, Xia Zha slept sideways undefended, a few strands of soft hair hanging down, blurring his delicate and handsome face.

Staring at An Tian's sleeping face, Shen Gun put his drooping black hair behind his ears, gently scraped his soft side face, smiled helplessly, and said to himself in a deep voice: "Everywhere sleeps like this." Xiang Chen, who is the little dragon girl, you don't even know if I stole you away."

So Xiaolongnu, wake up quickly.

Xia Zha hadn't slept since becoming a zombie—although this time it was more appropriate to call it a coma than a sleep.

Xia Zha woke up from the drowsiness and sat up on the bed, not knowing where he was for a moment.

At this moment, he heard a cry of surprise from beside him.

"grumble!"

Xia Zha bowed his head sideways, and met the eyes of Lingjiao, who had been nesting beside his pillow for several days.

"jijiji!"

Seeing that he was indeed awake, Xiao Pangjiao danced happily, circling around him, and using exaggerated body language to express how worried he was.

Only then did Xia Zha come back to his senses, understood his situation, and rubbed Ling Jiao's head: "I made you worry, I'm fine now."

"grumble!"

There was the sound of hurried footsteps, Xia Zha looked for the sound, and saw Shen Gun walking down from the second floor.

The moment he met Xia Zha's eyes, Shen Gun unconsciously stepped forward.

Xia Zha looked at him, slowly bent his brows and eyes, smiled brightly, and his eyes were shining brightly.A few meters away, Shen Gun felt that they had never been so close.

It seems that there is no need for too many words to communicate with each other.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Shen Gong asked.

"It's okay, it's just that I was a little confused at first." Xia Zha continued, "You came down at just the right time."

Shen Dagon walked to the bed and took a look at Xiaopangjiao: "I heard this stupid Jiao suddenly screaming 'jiji' from upstairs, so I guess you woke up."

In fact, he had already divided half of his mind here, waiting for Xia Zha to wake up all the time.Knowing that the moment he woke up, Shen Gun processed the materials at hand and hurried downstairs.

Xia Zha put the Lingjiao on his shoulders, got off the bed, moved his legs that had been a little stiff after lying down for a long time, and asked Shen Gong, "Did you refine the weapon upstairs before?"

"En." Shen Dagon nodded, "I'm processing cold silk, soaking time is enough, and I can start spinning and refining."

"Then I really slept for a long time."

Shen Gun said before that to spin cold silk, it needs to be soaked in the snow water of the first snow in Tianshan Mountain for a week.

Before they went to Xishan, they had just soaked the cold silk in snow water.Now that he wakes up, the cold silk can be refined into weapons.

He was unconscious and unconscious for six or seven days.

"I slept for a long time, and the refining of the magic weapon has come to an end." Shen Gun said, "You have been sleeping and can't wake up, so I plan to refine the fan. When you wake up, you can see the finished product directly."

Also a surprise.

But when Xia Zha woke up, it was more important than anything else.

Seeing that Shen Gun wanted to surprise himself, Xia Zha said with a smile: "Then I have the honor now to watch Shen Tianshi complete the magic weapon refining?"

Shen Gong hooked his lips: "Of course."

The two of them went to the refining room on the second floor together.

Ling Jiao leaned on Xia Zha's shoulder and went upstairs together.It came to the second floor for the first time, and was full of curiosity about the wide and unusual space, as well as the strange refining room and alchemy room.

As soon as he entered the refining room, Xia Zha felt a rush of heat.Looking inside, in the center of the refining room, a blue flame was burning fiercely, and in front of the flame was a piece of silk with a bright white luster.

The silk has not been woven yet, missing a corner.

Shen Gun explained: "Spinning cold silk into a magic weapon is different from ordinary weaving. It needs to be weaved with aura. Moreover, cold silk is very special and is an excellent material. If it is not handled properly, it will easily destroy the magic weapon. This is Ice-type flames are specially used to smelt cold silk, and then weave it after burning, so that there will be no problems with the magic weapon."

The special flames in the Tianshi Museum are all packed in bottles and sorted cluster by cluster.These different fires are less used, and they are not usually placed in the exhibition area, but are stored on the second floor of the lounge.

Xia Zha suddenly said: "It is the same as soaking in snow water before, it is to make the material properties stable."

"Yes."

After saying that, Shen Dagon released his spiritual power and finished refining the last bit of cold silk.

Immediately afterwards, he put the blue-blue strange fire into the bottle, then sacrificed the wooden fan, unfolded it, and used spiritual power to stack the cold silk and the wooden fan.

Shen Gun looked at Xia Zha: "Release a little bit of your spiritual power."

According to Xia Zha's words, a trace of yin and spirit energy was separated and penetrated into the magic weapon.Soon, he felt that Shen Gun's aura was guiding him, walking along the mysterious vein of the magic weapon.

Whether it's alchemy or weapon refining, once you put in the effort, you will be extremely concentrated.

The room was so silent that even Ling Jiao slowed down his breathing.

I don't know how long it took, the spiritual energy suddenly peeled off the mysterious vein and returned to Dantian.Only then did Xia Zha open his eyes, exchange a glance with Shen Gong, and then look down at the fan.

After the two of them drew out their spiritual energy, the wooden fan landed on the black iron.The fan bone made of Yinjian wood is as thick as black jade, while the fan surface made of cold silk is white and clean, and under the light, there is a faint stream of color.

At first glance, it is a good magic weapon.

Shen Gun was also very satisfied with the folding fan made with Xia Zha. He took the pen and ink and said, "The surface of the fan is too plain, let me inscribe it for you."

Xia Zha became interested: "What is the inscription?"

Shen Gun didn't say a word, and made up his mind to keep it a secret.

He picked up the brush, filled the strokes with aura, and wrote carefully with his first strokes.After finishing writing, use spiritual power to dry the ink, and hand the fan face up to Xia Zha.

Xia Zha took it, and looked down carefully. The calligraphy was exquisite, vigorous and powerful, and it was full of everyone's demeanor.

——The sky is full of moonlight, and there is snow among the white dust.

Then Shen Gun replied: "Praise your words."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2623：56：45~2020-02-2723：57：07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Lingjiuxi Jun 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 11 bottles of wild bamboo; 6769, 266833382 bottles; 1 bottle of Gu Qi; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!