Dragon Valley Painting Spirit 7 Techniques

Pei Si sorted out his thoughts.

Now, he has entered the tiger's den.

But we cannot retreat yet.

I must visit Huanlong Valley.

If the Demon Suppression Division wanted to silence them, they would simply discard the paper figure in Luohan County.

He could also go into hiding and wait for an opportunity to strike.

"Xiao Ren, with his True Qi Realm cultivation, couldn't even last one move against Commander Huo."

"That Commander Huo is at least a cultivator who has passed the first stage."

Pei Si's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

Obtaining [paper-based health supplements] is urgent!

…………

child time.

Huanlong Valley.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, and occasionally the calls of owls echo through the valley.

Pei Si put on his mask, and as soon as he stepped into Huanlong Valley, the invitation in his arms lit up faintly, guiding him forward in the darkness.

Before long, a steep, sheer cliff came into Pei Si's view.

Rays of light emanated from the invitation, pointing towards the cliff.

Pei Si walked in slowly.

First everything went black, then everything suddenly changed.

When he came to his senses, he was already on a street.

Lanterns hung on both sides, emitting a warm glow.

It is similar to the ghost market in Qingcheng County.

No one paid any attention to Pei Si's arrival.

Pei Si walked along the street, looking around at the surrounding stalls.

The paper-made objects were dazzling, and he even saw many indescribable things.

There are so many talented people here.

After wandering around for about half an hour, Pei Si stopped in front of a small stall.

The stall owner wore a white elephant mask, and there were no items on the stall.

There was only a piece of cardboard inserted, with the words "Exchange of paper-making secrets" written on it.

Seeing Pei Si linger at the stall, Bai Xiang didn't even look up and said in a low voice, "I need valuable secret techniques; don't put up those that are not presentable."

With a flick of his white elephant hand, a paper crane flew into Pei Si's hand.

Pei Si unfolded it and took a look.

There are seven methods for painting spirits.

Seeing this, Pei Si also made a paper crane and returned it to the stall owner.

The stall owner slowly unfolded the paper crane, on which two characters were written.

The stall owner's fingers trembled slightly as he put away the note, saying in a calm and casual tone, "Let's go to the pavilion."

The pavilion mentioned by the white elephant stall owner is called the Star-Picking Pavilion.

Both parties can conduct secure transactions within the cabinet.

The two entered a secret room.

The soundproofing array in the sealed room automatically activates.

White Elephant: "Fellow Daoist, are you telling the truth? Is there really information about substitute life-saving paper figures?"

Pei Si: "Fellow Daoist has the Seven Methods of Drawing Spirits, and I have information on substitute life paper figures."

"Wonderful, wonderful!" White Elephant laughed and took out a paper cricket from his pocket.

"This paper cricket has the ability to detect lies."

Pei Si nodded and said, "In Qingcheng County, the paper maker broke a taboo. The county magistrate led troops to surround and suppress them. In full view of everyone, the head of the Zhang family came back to life after his death."

"This method of creating substitute paper figures must have fallen into the hands of people from Qingcheng."

The paper cricket did not chirp once.

"Falling into the hands of the Qingcheng people?"

"interesting."

"Where are you from, fellow Daoist?"

Pei Si smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, please don't break the rules."

At this industry exchange meeting, you should not ask about the other party's identity or background.

White Elephant chuckled and bowed apologetically, "I was presumptuous."

The paper cricket didn't chirp once, proving that what the person in front of him said was true!

"Fellow Daoist's information is very valuable. Here is the jade slip containing the inheritance of the Seven Techniques of Painting Spirit." Bai Xiang took out a jade slip and tossed it to Pei Si.

[Promotion Requirements: Paper Craftsman (Blue) advancement materials obtained: Seven Techniques of Painting!]

"Alright." Pei Si accepted the jade slip.

"Fellow Daoist, are you in such a hurry to leave?" the white elephant suddenly asked.

"Please speak freely, fellow Daoist," Pei Si said with a smile.

"There's a beast tide in Huanlong Valley. Taking advantage of this time, getting some paper-making materials shouldn't be a problem." White Elephant stood up, walked to the door, glanced back at Pei Si, and said, "Consider it a piece of information I'm giving you."

Inside the secret room, only Pei Si remained.

Pei Si's gaze was deep and unfathomable.

Beast tide?

Perfect, he's still a bit short of nourishment before his soul is truly stable!

Pei Si's gaze was intense as he first unfolded the jade slip containing the Seven Techniques of Painting Spirit.

The Seven Methods of Painting Spirits: One stroke, seven turns; seven strokes to connect with the spirit.

The prerequisite is that you need a pen made from the hair of a special kind of monster.

The monster is called a Heju.

It resembles a wolf, with a red head and rat-like eyes, and its voice sounds like a pig's. Its name is Heju!

"Only by fully mastering the seven methods of painting spirits can one succeed."

…………

Huanlong Valley, at its deepest point.

On the cliff of the county government office, a toad-shaped creature looks up at the moon, swallowing and spitting out moonlight.

At the same time, the mountains and earth of Huanlong Valley shook violently, and countless demonic beasts ceased their hibernation, following the orders of the highest leader of Huanlong Valley, emerging from their caves to fight each other.

Pei Si sat cross-legged on the bluestone, looking down at the scene below, his robes fluttering in the wind, and the image of Chang'an dancing in the breeze.

In the valley below, monsters gathered into a tide.

This valley has a unique topography; when viewed from above, it appears to be shaped like the number eight.

Pei Si placed three hundred paper figures at the exit.

Half an hour later.

Pei Si activated the Devouring Spirit Pure Primordial Talisman, transforming the remnant souls of demonic beasts into nourishment, continuously replenishing his divine soul.

It feels like being in a hot spring, with one's soul feeling warm and comfortable.

[Promotion Requirements: The materials required for the Paper Craftsman (Blue) advancement have been increased; the soul is now stable and capable of supporting connections to multiple spirit paper figures.]

A line of small ink-wash characters appears faintly.

The time of twilight is approaching.

Pei Si used his fingers to calculate the location of the sniper.

Fifteen minutes later, Pei Si smiled and shook his head.

"An uninvited guest, interesting."

…………

"Hmph hmph hmph~!"

Pei Si gathered his sleeves, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, while a strange beast, three zhang tall, stood before him.

Sniper!

It has human form, animal ears, a red, pointed head, and shifty, rat-like eyes.

Pei Si waved his hand, and the paper doll army swarmed forward, swords in hand.

Fifteen minutes later, the massive body of the scorpion collapsed.

Pei Si, carrying his long sword, slowly turned around and looked into the depths of the mountains and forests, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, how is my skill in manipulating paper figures?"

"Fellow Daoist is indeed perceptive. Your skill in manipulating paper figures is superb, and your swordsmanship is not bad either."

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows, its trunk reflecting the moonlight.

The white elephant leaned against the tree trunk and said in a muffled voice, "I feel that we have hit it off immediately, and I would like to ask you to teach me the methods of this substitution technique. Please do not hesitate to enlighten me."

The white elephant's eyes flashed with ferocity as it snapped its fingers.

Cha-cha-cha.

Hundreds of figures emerged from all directions of the mountain forest, their feet crushing the fallen leaves.

Pei Si stretched, sheathed his sword, and loosened his wrists.

Upon seeing this, the white elephant was on high alert.

The profession of paper craftsman is to make paper figures that look like anything.

He can create paper figures of martial artists, but in the path of martial arts, he has only just entered the Outer Gang Realm.

He was simply too busy to improve his martial arts skills, so he spent most of his time making paper figures.

Pei Si laughed and said, "Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals."

The next second, Pei Si's figure disappeared from the spot!

"roar!"

Thunderous sound of monkey hooves!

The white elephant stood motionless, as if frozen in place.

Pei Si threw a punch, and a crisp cracking sound was heard.

The white elephant's head shattered like a watermelon.

Pei Si activated the Devouring Spirit Pure Primordial Talisman, transforming it into nourishment for his soul.

"So weak?"

After searching the man's belongings, Pei Si discovered that in addition to the paper-making materials, he also possessed a secret paper-making technique called "Paper Coffin Sealing the Soul."

"This trip has been quite fruitful; let's descend the mountain."