The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 284: Scroll, be quiet! Are you trying to kill me?

Shen Le stared at the scroll in front of him, where the person was muttering and talking to himself, and felt the frustration of having so much to complain about but no way to express it.

I worked hard and spent several months to fix you. It took a lot of manpower and material resources, cost me a lot of money, and I was scolded by Teacher Zhang countless times.

Just like that, I restored you from being in pieces and covered in moldy spots to a bright and beautiful complete painting, and from having only a faint spirituality to being able to roll and speak.

"And you don't even want to call me Godfather..."

Shen Le complained quietly. The scroll was silent for a while, and the colorful light on it flashed violently, extending to the entire room, as if it was talking to Lan Zhuang, Hong Jia Yi, and the other spirits.

After a long while, the painting rolled itself up, raised its lower half, twisted into the shape of a fishhook, and cried out crisply:

【Godfather! 】

Shen Le felt dizzy.

That’s the godfather, not the adoptive father… What on earth did you little guys put into this painting?

Next, is it time to go into “A real man was born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under others for long”?

"You old thief, you've bullied me too much" -

"I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master" -

Is this the cycle of "If you don't abandon me, I'm willing to take you as my adoptive father"?

"Hang yourself down! Flatten yourself against the wall!" Shen Le could only complain like this:

"You think you're doing men's gymnastics? When you do this move, the next step is to do a few somersaults on the horizontal bar, and then you lose your balance and fall down?"

[Foster father, that’s not what I meant…] Huajuan replied aggrievedly:
[I wanted to bow... but the upper part was fixed and couldn't be pulled up, so I had to roll up the lower part...]

"Okay, don't call me foster father! Don't call me godfather!" Shen Le's headache was getting worse. The scroll shrank and asked cautiously:

【What do you call me? 】

"Don't shout... Forget it, don't talk to me, I want to meditate for a while... If you talk again, I'm afraid I'll get angry to death..."

He took a few steps back and sat down on a wooden couch in a corner of the studio that was specially inlaid with a spirit gathering array.

Concentrating his mind and regulating his breathing, the surrounding spirits seemed to know that their master could not be disturbed, and one by one they reminded the other, and gradually they all quieted down.

The room was silent, with only the air conditioner quietly blowing out a wisp of cool air, helping the owner to concentrate. Shen Le breathed in and out gently, and soon, he entered a state of concentration with ease:
Just like the last time he entered into a state of meditation, he looked inward at his body and saw that the twelve normal meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians were silently circulating internal energy.

And this internal force surged into the Dantian, was sucked into the golden ball in the Dantian, rotated, and then exhaled.

With every rotation, the internal force seemed to become more refined and increased a little bit, and the golden sphere also became a little bit more solid.

Although the amplitude is very small and almost undetectable, it is still increasing!

His physical fitness, strength, mental strength, and growth in various aspects all depend on this!
Moreover, every once in a while, there would be additional large sums of money coming in. Shen Le was full of confidence, and he raised his hand to press the copper sheet, keeping it tightly against his chest.

Sure enough, a stream of heat flowed from the copper sheet into Shen Le's meridians, circulated, flowed, touched his limbs and bones, and then returned to the golden sphere in his dantian:

"Eh... why are there so few this time..."

Is the copper sheet decadent?

Are you unwilling to give any benefits?

Or is it that the restoration of the ancient paintings was mainly the work of Teacher Zhang, and I was just a tool under his guidance, following commands and movements, and the bronze plate gave a fair evaluation of my work?

Shen Le closed his eyes and meditated, trying hard to absorb the power given by the copper piece this time - to repair an old object, restore its integrity, and elevate its spirituality. The copper piece gave him feedback.

After turning three times, and then three more times, Shen Le had to admit sadly:
The power of the copper sheet is not small. Compared with the restoration of the red wedding dress, the restoration of the compass, and the restoration of the dressing box, it has basically not changed much;
However, this little bit of power was too little compared to what he absorbed in the mountain king's cave, at the earth vein nodes, and in the sea near the compass.

As for the sea area pointed out by Red Wedding Dress, where he worked desperately to repair the defects of the barrier between heaven and earth, the growth of the copper piece itself and the feedback it gave him were even more incomparable -

What a generous gift that is, what a powerful force that is!

"Ah, the level has indeed increased. The previous experience points are not enough..."

Shen Le sighed in annoyance. The golden ball in Dantian might be the Golden Pill - let's call it the Golden Pill - the power it can absorb and release is more than a hundred times that of the original meridians;
This little bit of strength poured in, not to mention a drop in the bucket, is better than being a bit of nothing...

"Well, if you can't give me power, give me something else!" Shen Le communicated with the copper piece depressedly:
"For example, new talismans, other spells, or drug formulas - anything, can you at least give me some?" The copper plate vibrated slightly. In the Dantian, dots of light quietly appeared one after another, vibrating gently, as if they wanted to express something.

Shen Le concentrated on looking inward, but could not find the key. After a long while, as the number of light spots increased, he suddenly realized:

"This... isn't this the talisman that the copper plate gave me? Even though it's not finished yet, I can already recognize it! - So, do you want me to complete it?"

There may not be any benefit in completing it, but there is certainly no harm.

Since it was the copper sheet that was guiding him, Shen Le followed its will, activated his inner strength, condensed the light spots, and outlined them into the shape of a talisman:
When the first talisman was completed, the golden sphere suddenly lit up. The talisman floated in the air for a moment, and then suddenly pounced into the golden sphere like a fledgling swallow flying into the forest:

Then, it was printed on the surface of the sphere, and as the sphere gently rotated, it seemed to merge into one.

...So what is the purpose of this?
Shen Le tried to activate the talisman on the ball, and then he was overjoyed. He no longer had to laboriously draw the talisman every time he wanted to cast a spell!

He no longer had to be nervous every time, worrying about making a mistake in drawing this stroke or that stroke, being laughed at by Lan Zhuang, and asking Lan Zhuang to draw talismans for him!

After the talisman given by the copper piece is printed in the golden elixir, as long as the golden elixir is slightly stimulated, its power can be directly triggered. If there are several of them -

It doesn’t matter if you activate three, four, five, or six at the same time!
Shen Le was greatly encouraged. He drew out all four talismans in one breath and stuffed them all into the golden elixir.

I had to continue communicating with the copper piece and asking it for new spells. I was already feeling dizzy and my mental energy was over-expended:
Forget it, the copper piece is always there and won’t run away, so... I should go to bed early...

After waking up, he felt refreshed. Shen Le walked around the mansion with his hands behind his back, inspecting from the east road to the west road, from the first entrance to the third entrance, trying to find some places that needed repairing:

Even the smallest bit of meat is still meat. We cannot ignore these tiny incomes just because we have large incomes.

Well, the floor tiles at the first entrance on the east road, where Alloy Boss used to live, are a bit cracked, so we need to find a way to repair them - or buy new tiles to replace them;
On the roof of the main hall of the mansion, in the second entrance of the west road, some weeds have grown. This is very harmful to the roof and must be removed as soon as possible to prevent the grass roots from pushing up the tiles and causing the house to leak...

Shen Le inhaled, bent over, and leaped. The internal force reached his legs, and he stood on the roof lightly, just like the first time he tried to leap.

Bend down, one, two, pull up the weeds, move the tiles, clean up, and replace the tiles:

"It would be great if there was some spell that could kill all these weeds at once... the legendary vitality drain spell or something like that, or draw the healing talisman in reverse?"

Although he thought so, Shen Le didn't know how to draw the talisman in reverse. He could only bend down diligently and pull out the weeds one by one.

After working for a long time, I had collected a bunch of weeds and even a small sapling. Just as I was about to bundle them up and throw them down, a voice suddenly came from above my head:
"Boss, why did you climb up to the roof yourself!"

Shen Le was so frightened by the sudden noise that he slipped and almost fell off the roof.

He struggled to stand up straight. There was a dense flapping of wings above his head. A peregrine falcon was landing quickly with a small package in its feet.
"Boss, you are cleaning the weeds on the roof... Leave this kind of thing to me from now on! I can fly, it's better than you crawling hard on your own!"

"It's okay for me to clean it up myself." Shen Le watched the peregrine falcon land on the eaves and quickly began to pull out the weeds with its beak and claws. He sighed and waved at him:

"This is my own house, can't I clean it myself? If this continues, will I have to eat and sleep 'myself'?"

The peregrine falcon bowed and nodded to Shen Le, pecking at the grass on the roof. Shen Le felt a headache watching it, so he had to jump down gently and waved to him to come down.

Before he could ask him what he was doing, colorful light suddenly shot up into the sky and shone through the two-story building. Shen Le was startled and quickly walked out of the courtyard gate and rushed to the studio:

"what happened?"

The newly repaired scroll hanging on the wall was emitting colorful light that flowed through the window lattice, as if it had transformed into a powerful, constantly rotating searchlight.

When it saw Shen Le push the door open, it restrained its brilliance and shouted:

【An outsider is coming in! An outsider is coming in! 】

[An unidentified person is approaching! ]

【warn!warn!warn! 】

"...It's not an outsider, it's Lao You. I allowed him to come in." Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief and explained to it. The scroll finally quieted down, and Shen Le asked curiously:
"How do you know there's an outsider coming in? How far can your perception cover?"

[That depends on how big a map you give me. The bigger the map, the farther it covers.] The scroll responded:

[Roughly speaking, a few hundred miles is no problem. When I was drawn, the stretch of mountains, such a large area is no problem - Boss, find a map and let me try it? ]

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