Occasionally, several housekeepers from major residences came to present invitation letters.

Most of them are invitations to banquets.

Fang Hong accepted the invitation but did not refuse in person. He will talk about it in a few days.

soon.

A day has passed.

Relationships, social engagements and greetings are aspects that Fang Hong is not very good at. He only feels that it is more tiring than practicing martial arts. Fortunately, he has done the important business through Zuo Qing and Jiang Kelan, the Demon Slayer:

Apply for the Demon-killing Department!

The assessment of the position of the Qing is not difficult.

After the day after tomorrow, the prefect reviews this new scholar, he can enter the Demon-Slaying Department.

"very good."

"The great cause of killing demons starts from Cangzhou Prefecture."

Fang Hong rubbed his hands, and couldn't wait to practice martial arts, become stronger, take the exam for fame, and get the position of nobles, all for the great cause of killing demons.

The primary and secondary are not to be confused.

Just then.

Zhao Mingtong, the right minister of the evil corps, came to visit. His face was pale, his arms were wrapped in layers of white cloth. When he saw Fang Hong, he showed a shameful smile and said, "I didn't meet in Feiyun County last time..."

Fang Hong: "We've seen it."

When the Tai Demon entered the country, the five innate monsters under its command that transformed once were Zhao Mingtong and Chen Liyang to fight.

Both were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

It can't be said that it's useless.

At least he dragged the five innate demons.

For this person.

Fang Hong has an impression.

"ah?"

Zhao Mingtong looked surprised: "Why don't I remember when we met you?"

Fang Hong: "At that time, you were seriously injured and unconscious, your intestines flowed out, and your sternum was broken into a big hole. I was there and could see clearly... To be honest, I thought you were dead."

"Yes." Zhao Mingtong sighed: "Fortunately, a master of Qi training took action and used his vitality to protect my heart and meridians, so he could save his life."

Immediately afterwards.

Thank you and made a few polite words.

Zhao Mingtong talked about the important matter: "Zhang's copywriter left behind two inheritances of sealing techniques. I hope you can hand them over to the Evil Suppression Department. That is a forbidden technique that cannot be passed down in the world. It will turn people into evil demons and are extremely dangerous."

"Forbidden Technique?"

Fang Hong asked back.

"right."

Zhao Mingtong's voice transmission explained: "For example, the paper we are using now has the technology and ban technology. It was created by the ban and supervised by the escort department... It is said that it is necessary to block the secrets of heaven, block the four directions, and clean them before it can be leaked and distributed to major cities."

Fang Hong pondered for a moment and said, "It's free?"

"This... is about one pound of paper and a penny, and it is sold by the state government office."

"It's quite cheap, almost for free, and everyone can afford it."

"It's true...but the cheap paper does not mean the cheap books. The bookshops and study schools in Fucheng are priced according to the color of the cover. It costs hundreds of taels of silver for a light red cover book."

"A evil capitalist."

Fang Hong took a breath, strongly condemned and expressed indignation.

A book, a hundred taels of silver, why don’t you grab it?

No.

This is robbery.

Another thing is that you know the small things... The inflation phenomenon in Cangzhou Prefecture seems to be very serious.

Zhao Mingtong couldn't keep up with Fang Hong's thoughts at all and coughed twice: "That printing technique..."

"I can copy a copy of the matter of being loyal to others and hand it over to the Evil Suppression Office." Fang Hong no longer hides his hiding style, and his style of conduct has changed, just like the sun.

"Sorry, I can't make the decision."

Zhao Mingtong hesitated and did not dare to agree. He had to go back and ask his boss for instructions.

...

At night.

After a meal.

Fang Hong received a message from the people from the Evil War Department: You can copy records, but you can't say it, and you can't use it!

Simply put.

Martial people in the innate realm have high spirituality and can do nothing to read and print, but they cannot be used.

"Tsk tsk."

"The Evil Suppression Secretary probably knows that people will become demons if they seek to advance. In fact, without considering the number of demon-slaying points, the Evil Suppression Secretary is more attractive than the Demon Suppression Secretary."

"Evil Demon..."

"Spiritual..."

"According to the records in the book, the Evil-Superior Department is a violent institution that ensures that thousands of people in Daqian will not experience major population extinction disasters."

Fang Hong walked into the study, lit up a few oil lamps, and prepared to relive the old business.

Copy the book!

Copy the two books that record woodblock printing and movable type printing.

The book is thick and heavy, probably several hundred pages long.

If it's all text, it's okay.

If there are illustrations, illustrations, etc., it is very troublesome to describe.

"but."

"I am already in the True Gang Realm, and my handwriting is too low." Fang Hong sat on the chair, looking leisurely, comfortable and relaxed, urging Zhengang to pull out the books at the bottom of the box.

at the same time.

Hold the pen from a distance.

The trace of true energy seemed like purple-gold light, wrapped around the pen holder and hung on white rice paper.

"good."

Fang Hong smiled slightly: "If you use Zhengang to write a book, you should take the weight as light, meticulous, and freely adjust your mind, and practice martial arts."

The next moment.

When Fang Hong opened the two thick books.

Click!

The real aura of the ink pen shook, and the entire pen was immediately shattered and turned into powder.

The hair was flying, the wood chips were spilling, and a piece of rice paper was covered with.

"This is……"

Fang Hong opened the legacy of Zhang Datian during his lifetime and told him not to read it for the time being, nor to spread it. The cover of the printing record was gray-black, covered with stains and scratches, as if he had opened it and closed it countless times.

The first page is blank without words.

The second page, blank without words.

Three pages, ten pages...one hundred pages, three hundred pages...all are blank and have no words!

Wordless Heavenly Book?

Do you need to use a special method to display the handwriting?

Zhang Datian did not explain during his lifetime... Fang Hong couldn't help but frown and flipped through it quickly. The last page was written with a line of small characters, with sloppy notes, casual and unrestrained. The printing technique has been burned, don't worry, don't worry!

Cangzhou Prefecture East District.

The place where the evil silence is suppressed.

Zhao Mingtong said with confusion: "Why did Liu Shangqing allow Fang Hong to privately keep Zhang's sealing technique?"

"hehe."
Chapter completed!