Inherited a magic weapon shop after rebirth
Chapter 7 The Emperor Bell
The Qin family mansion.
In the past few days, Qin's mother has been so busy trying to contact her son with a reliable master.
The Qin family is considered one of the most wealthy families in the country, so it is not difficult to invite reliable people from the metaphysical circle.
But Qin's mother has not handled the affairs of the Qin family for many years, and the Qin family has never believed in metaphysics, and has no intersection with this special circle, so it is very difficult to find someone who is reliable, and to be honest, it is a bit difficult.
The hard work paid off, and after transferring several contacts, Qin's mother finally invited an expert.
The intermediary repeatedly told him not to neglect the master. When Qin's mother asked who the other party was, the intermediary was vague and secretive. He only said that they were lucky and that it was a great luck to invite that person.
Qin's mother sat in the lobby and waited for the master to be picked up from the train station.
One of the master's taboos is not to take the plane. After contacting him, Qin's mother waited for three full days before learning that the other party was about to arrive.
The butler brought people to greet her. Qin's mother was fidgeting in the hall, and couldn't help standing at the door, waiting eagerly.
Just as she was in a hurry, she heard a clear and melodious voice, which was like a golden bell hitting her ears at first, crisp but not buoyant, and then changed from crisp to long, melodious and clear, like a lingering sound, which lasted for a long time.
The smell makes people suddenly clean and refreshed.
Following the prestige, Qin's mother saw that Qi Rong moved something and was working in the glass greenhouse, holding a strange bell in his hand, with a golden bell on the bottom and something like a trident on the top.
I don't see how violent his movements are, but his face is calm, and he lightly shakes his wrist with one hand, and the pleasant sound of "Ding Ding Dong——" comes over.
"'The so-called emperor bell can be thrown thousands of miles into the fire, and the ringing can be repeated eight times'. It vibrates the bell, which is like a god and ghost. What an emperor bell." A clear male voice rang out like a chant, and he woke up and was attracted by the sound of the bell. Mother Qin who pays attention.
Seeing Qin's mother looking over, the visitor slightly cupped his hands, his eyes were bright and clear, as if there was a sense of righteousness in him.
"I'm Xu Xuanran, madam is polite."
She is wearing a Chinese-style antique white long gown, with a crane pattern embroidered on the front, eyebrows flying into the temples, facial features outstanding, and every move is as vigorous as a dragon swimming.
Qin's mother's first impression of him went up immediately, this is simply a little fairy in the sky!
"Mr. Xu, come to the humble house and make the humble house flourish. Thank you." Mother Qin was wearing a dark green white orchid cheongsam, graceful and generous. Time has always favored beauties, and the crow's feet around her eyes seemed to be extremely gentle.
Xu Xuanran looked at the client in front of him calmly, this was the first time his master had so solemnly explained that he must take it seriously.
What is so special about this Qin family?He was extremely puzzled.
"I don't know who it is?" After exchanging some polite words, Xu Xuanran couldn't wait to bring the topic to Qi Rong not far away.
The lingering sound is so long and endless, it must be a high-quality imperial bell.Xu Xuanran's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be little claws scratching his heart.
It should be said that the emperor bell, commonly known as the Sanqing bell, is the most important musical instrument held by high-ranking mages in Taoist ceremonies to welcome the saints. (1)
It is also useful in various other matters.
As a metaphysical person, besides one's ability, what is the most important thing?
Of course it is a magic weapon!A good magic weapon is even better than ten years of penance.
"Master, don't blame me for not being able to cultivate energy well. This clock is really amazing." Xu Xuanran said silently in his heart, except for the imperial bell that they inherited from their ancestors in Qingyun Temple and only used it carefully every year and festival. , this is the best emperor bell he knows.
Qin's mother smiled slightly, and asked kindly: "Mr. Xu, do you want to go and have a look?"
Xu Xuanran coughed lightly, then nodded reservedly.
In the glass greenhouse, Qi Rong adjusted the aura on Sanqingling little by little.
An excellent magic weapon craftsman must be a top metaphysics master.
Only metaphysicians who have mastered the cultivation base can touch the top level of magic weapon production.
The secret of the magic weapon lies in the aura. A skilled magic weapon maker can make a magic weapon with aura, but the aura is like a candle in the wind, fragile and small.
And a master of magic weapon with a cultivation base will integrate and stimulate the aura of the magic weapon in the process of making it until it reaches the peak and is exquisitely crafted.
The reason why the Qi family had the prestige of "Southern Forest and Northern Qi" was precisely because they mastered the secret method.
The Sanqing Bell that Qi Rong is holding now is the only three authentic Dharma artifacts that he has found from searching through the entire Chengshang Hall.
The production process of the magic tools is complicated, time-consuming and labor-intensive. Although these three magic tools are damaged, as long as they are properly repaired, they can be improved to a higher level and become the treasures of the town hall.
Qi Rong has been practicing for three days. Fortunately, he can see the memory of the magic weapon. From the beginning of its design to the erosion of time, Qi Rong knows everything about its initial appearance and every damage.
Restoration comes naturally.
Qi Rong gently vibrated the body of the bell, and the spiritual power in his body vibrated together with the aura on the magic weapon. If someone can see the aura at this moment, they will find that it is becoming more and more uniform, and what is manifested outside is Sanqing Lingyu. The hair is solemn, and the sound of the bell sounds like drinking a pot of sweets, which is refreshing and refreshing.
The sound of knocking on the door came to Qi Rong's ears, and he opened his eyes, his eyes were warm and peaceful, like the surface of a lake in the morning.
-
Qi Rong poured a cup of tea for Xu Xuanran, the three of them had already left the conservatory, sitting in the hall, discussing business matters, but Xu Xuanran looked at San Qingling really hard to extricate himself.
After Xu Xuanran's exclamation, Qin's mother suddenly saw the tip of Qi Rong's iceberg.
That being the case, she gave up the position to Qi Rong, who was more familiar with this matter, and watched the two younger generations who were just in their prime talk peacefully.
"Brother Rong is amazing." Xu Xuanran gave Qi Rong a thumbs up while admiring the Sanqing bell, "Just why have I never heard of your name?"
Qi Rong gently put down the tea in his hand, and said kindly: "I have been studying art at home, and I haven't published any works yet. Brother Xu has never heard of it, it's normal."
"Then how dare you ask Brother Rong where he got his apprenticeship? The Taoist sect in the world is a family, maybe our ancestors still have a connection."
"It's just a family tradition."
"Then can I visit the seniors in your family?"
"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I am the only one left in the family, and the others are all dead."
Xu Xuanran was stunned for a moment, and then said "sorry".
Metaphysicians are always unavoidable with five disadvantages and three disadvantages. Situations like Qi Rong's are not uncommon.
"Don't talk about this, brother Xu knows me..." Qi Rong paused, not knowing how to address his nominal husband, Qin Junyan.
He pursed his lips slightly, looked at Qin's mother at the side, and said with a somewhat uncomfortable expression: "Is there a cure for Jun Yan's problem of leaving the soul?"
In the past few days, Qin's mother has been so busy trying to contact her son with a reliable master.
The Qin family is considered one of the most wealthy families in the country, so it is not difficult to invite reliable people from the metaphysical circle.
But Qin's mother has not handled the affairs of the Qin family for many years, and the Qin family has never believed in metaphysics, and has no intersection with this special circle, so it is very difficult to find someone who is reliable, and to be honest, it is a bit difficult.
The hard work paid off, and after transferring several contacts, Qin's mother finally invited an expert.
The intermediary repeatedly told him not to neglect the master. When Qin's mother asked who the other party was, the intermediary was vague and secretive. He only said that they were lucky and that it was a great luck to invite that person.
Qin's mother sat in the lobby and waited for the master to be picked up from the train station.
One of the master's taboos is not to take the plane. After contacting him, Qin's mother waited for three full days before learning that the other party was about to arrive.
The butler brought people to greet her. Qin's mother was fidgeting in the hall, and couldn't help standing at the door, waiting eagerly.
Just as she was in a hurry, she heard a clear and melodious voice, which was like a golden bell hitting her ears at first, crisp but not buoyant, and then changed from crisp to long, melodious and clear, like a lingering sound, which lasted for a long time.
The smell makes people suddenly clean and refreshed.
Following the prestige, Qin's mother saw that Qi Rong moved something and was working in the glass greenhouse, holding a strange bell in his hand, with a golden bell on the bottom and something like a trident on the top.
I don't see how violent his movements are, but his face is calm, and he lightly shakes his wrist with one hand, and the pleasant sound of "Ding Ding Dong——" comes over.
"'The so-called emperor bell can be thrown thousands of miles into the fire, and the ringing can be repeated eight times'. It vibrates the bell, which is like a god and ghost. What an emperor bell." A clear male voice rang out like a chant, and he woke up and was attracted by the sound of the bell. Mother Qin who pays attention.
Seeing Qin's mother looking over, the visitor slightly cupped his hands, his eyes were bright and clear, as if there was a sense of righteousness in him.
"I'm Xu Xuanran, madam is polite."
She is wearing a Chinese-style antique white long gown, with a crane pattern embroidered on the front, eyebrows flying into the temples, facial features outstanding, and every move is as vigorous as a dragon swimming.
Qin's mother's first impression of him went up immediately, this is simply a little fairy in the sky!
"Mr. Xu, come to the humble house and make the humble house flourish. Thank you." Mother Qin was wearing a dark green white orchid cheongsam, graceful and generous. Time has always favored beauties, and the crow's feet around her eyes seemed to be extremely gentle.
Xu Xuanran looked at the client in front of him calmly, this was the first time his master had so solemnly explained that he must take it seriously.
What is so special about this Qin family?He was extremely puzzled.
"I don't know who it is?" After exchanging some polite words, Xu Xuanran couldn't wait to bring the topic to Qi Rong not far away.
The lingering sound is so long and endless, it must be a high-quality imperial bell.Xu Xuanran's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be little claws scratching his heart.
It should be said that the emperor bell, commonly known as the Sanqing bell, is the most important musical instrument held by high-ranking mages in Taoist ceremonies to welcome the saints. (1)
It is also useful in various other matters.
As a metaphysical person, besides one's ability, what is the most important thing?
Of course it is a magic weapon!A good magic weapon is even better than ten years of penance.
"Master, don't blame me for not being able to cultivate energy well. This clock is really amazing." Xu Xuanran said silently in his heart, except for the imperial bell that they inherited from their ancestors in Qingyun Temple and only used it carefully every year and festival. , this is the best emperor bell he knows.
Qin's mother smiled slightly, and asked kindly: "Mr. Xu, do you want to go and have a look?"
Xu Xuanran coughed lightly, then nodded reservedly.
In the glass greenhouse, Qi Rong adjusted the aura on Sanqingling little by little.
An excellent magic weapon craftsman must be a top metaphysics master.
Only metaphysicians who have mastered the cultivation base can touch the top level of magic weapon production.
The secret of the magic weapon lies in the aura. A skilled magic weapon maker can make a magic weapon with aura, but the aura is like a candle in the wind, fragile and small.
And a master of magic weapon with a cultivation base will integrate and stimulate the aura of the magic weapon in the process of making it until it reaches the peak and is exquisitely crafted.
The reason why the Qi family had the prestige of "Southern Forest and Northern Qi" was precisely because they mastered the secret method.
The Sanqing Bell that Qi Rong is holding now is the only three authentic Dharma artifacts that he has found from searching through the entire Chengshang Hall.
The production process of the magic tools is complicated, time-consuming and labor-intensive. Although these three magic tools are damaged, as long as they are properly repaired, they can be improved to a higher level and become the treasures of the town hall.
Qi Rong has been practicing for three days. Fortunately, he can see the memory of the magic weapon. From the beginning of its design to the erosion of time, Qi Rong knows everything about its initial appearance and every damage.
Restoration comes naturally.
Qi Rong gently vibrated the body of the bell, and the spiritual power in his body vibrated together with the aura on the magic weapon. If someone can see the aura at this moment, they will find that it is becoming more and more uniform, and what is manifested outside is Sanqing Lingyu. The hair is solemn, and the sound of the bell sounds like drinking a pot of sweets, which is refreshing and refreshing.
The sound of knocking on the door came to Qi Rong's ears, and he opened his eyes, his eyes were warm and peaceful, like the surface of a lake in the morning.
-
Qi Rong poured a cup of tea for Xu Xuanran, the three of them had already left the conservatory, sitting in the hall, discussing business matters, but Xu Xuanran looked at San Qingling really hard to extricate himself.
After Xu Xuanran's exclamation, Qin's mother suddenly saw the tip of Qi Rong's iceberg.
That being the case, she gave up the position to Qi Rong, who was more familiar with this matter, and watched the two younger generations who were just in their prime talk peacefully.
"Brother Rong is amazing." Xu Xuanran gave Qi Rong a thumbs up while admiring the Sanqing bell, "Just why have I never heard of your name?"
Qi Rong gently put down the tea in his hand, and said kindly: "I have been studying art at home, and I haven't published any works yet. Brother Xu has never heard of it, it's normal."
"Then how dare you ask Brother Rong where he got his apprenticeship? The Taoist sect in the world is a family, maybe our ancestors still have a connection."
"It's just a family tradition."
"Then can I visit the seniors in your family?"
"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I am the only one left in the family, and the others are all dead."
Xu Xuanran was stunned for a moment, and then said "sorry".
Metaphysicians are always unavoidable with five disadvantages and three disadvantages. Situations like Qi Rong's are not uncommon.
"Don't talk about this, brother Xu knows me..." Qi Rong paused, not knowing how to address his nominal husband, Qin Junyan.
He pursed his lips slightly, looked at Qin's mother at the side, and said with a somewhat uncomfortable expression: "Is there a cure for Jun Yan's problem of leaving the soul?"
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