Chapter 588
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 588
2021-03-01
Chapter 588 Shu BrocadeMartial law rarely gets angry, and for a while, both the monk and the Courtyard Master did not dare to talk about it.
Although he is usually laughed, like Maitreya, he was trained in accordance with the abbot's presidency after all, and he is very skilled in rewarding and punishing merits and demerits.
The two people present have seen his Bodhisattva Heart and Thunderbolt.
Fang Dou saw that this was his friend's protection, but it was really unnecessary.
This monk, Courtyard Master, had no choice but to remain self-sufficient in Fuyuan Temple. As for what he said, he had studied in Weiyang County, it was all nonsense.
I think that when he was at Monster Realm, Fang Dou had exchanged ideas with the top Master Fus. No matter in terms of vision or means, they were all top-notch.
If it is said that this world has a fashion circle, and Fang Dou has the status of a Lafayette, there is no problem at all.
"The martial law, I happen to be able to do some needlework, and I have a few pieces of accumulated fabric on hand. How about making you a monk's robe?"
The martial law said subconsciously, " You're welcome, you can come."
As for making monks' robes, it's not because of martial law that they don't trust Fang Dou, but everyone has their own field of specialisation, so there's no need to do this for Battle Qi Do.
As for the fabrics, it is no exaggeration to say that the materials used by Fuyuan Temple to make sample clothes are far more than the top products circulating on the market.
I sneered in my heart about the Courtyard Master, this person is really boosted shamelessly, I want to see, what ability do you have to point fingers at my craftsmanship.
Unless it's...
Shu brocade!
Fang Dou took out a roll of silk from behind, the surface condensed the air of clouds, and the thread head roamed like a dragon. It seemed that the rays of light were restrained, but it was easy to gather and disperse.
"This is Shu Brocade?"
Jie Xing couldn't see it, but thought the silk was too beautiful.
You must know that Fuyuan Temple is a member of Shimen after all, and it is not easy to use too ornate decorations. The so-called gold thread gems are only used for decoration. If they are too extravagant, they will inevitably become upstarts. segmentation.
Therefore, when the abbot presides over this level, he pays attention to low-key luxury. It is best to use top-quality fabrics, without the slightest bit of gold and stone, to create a faint artistic conception of pretending to be invisible.
If there is Shu Brocade, it would be best, but now I don't have it, so I have to settle for the next best thing. I use Buddhist seven treasures and sixteen strands of gold wire to embellish it to increase its dignity.
The monk Courtyard Master, the moment he saw the silk, couldn't help screaming.
He has only seen Shu Brocade once in his life. When he was a teenager, he was an apprentice in a workshop in Weiyang County.
That workshop is the largest one in Weiyang County.
At that time, the whole Weiyang County was a sensation, and the Master Fus enshrined in each family broke their heads one after another, wanting to witness the Supreme demeanor of Shu Jin with their own eyes.
The piece of Shu brocade is clearly of low grade, and it is still a fragment, which has attracted the whole city crazy.
Since then, the monk Courtyard Master has a great respect for Shu brocade, and thinks that only Divine Immortal figures can match the unparalleled precious Shu brocade in the world.
The impression was too deep. He already knew the appearance of Shu brocade by heart. As soon as he saw this roll of silk, he recognized it as Shu brocade.
"This..."
The monk Courtyard Master had trembling hands and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch, but was stopped by Fang Dou.
"Wait a moment, I'll make a sample suit!"
Fang Dou breathes deeply, raised the scissors, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, when he opened his eyes, the silk unfolded in front of him was covered , cloth blocks of various shapes have emerged.
The next step is to use scissors to cut out these shapes.
“absolutely not allowed!”
Just as he made his move, the monk Courtyard Master swooped in desperately, preventing Fang Dou from making his move.
"This is Shu Brocade!"
Fang Dou blinked, "Yes, it's still the special gold silk of Shu!"
Golden silk, It belongs to the middle-grade Shu Brocade, with a gorgeous appearance, which is most suitable for the local tyrant gold aesthetic of Shimen's bald head.
The monk Courtyard Master pleaded, "This scroll of Shu Brocade is better than what I have seen back then. It is already a rare treasure in the middle and high grades, and it must not be destroyed!"
What is ruin, isn't cloth born to be used for clothes?
Fang Dou shook his head, "Get out of the way, I'll give you the rest of the at worst!"
"Is this true?"
The monk Courtyard Master was a shivered, staring at Fang Dou with piercing eyes.
"Is this still fake?"
At this time, martial law and martial law also reacted. Fang Dou actually has a good Shu brocade, which is too surprising.
Especially during martial law, I have been fascinated by the abbot, and I know that in the world, among the Shimen, only a few holy monks have robes and cassocks made of Shu brocade.
“Will this move be too ostentatious?”
The martial law is a little worried. This time, the Holy Monk of Haiyuan is coming. If he wears more lavish clothes than him, wouldn’t he want to rebel?
"It makes sense!"
Fang Dou squeezed his chin, took out another roll of gold silk brocade, and handed it to Martial Law, "It's easy to handle, when the time comes, look at the general. This is for him."
Second Volume Shu Brocade...
Not only was the monk Courtyard Master stunned, but even Jie Xing was stunned. Is this Shu Brocade, and why is it in your hands? , has become worthless Chinese cabbage, and is also taken out in batches.
The monk Courtyard Master was always in tears, just now he was fussing about the material, didn't expect Fang Dou to take a roll.
“Fang Dou, where did you get so many brocades from Shu?”
The martial law couldn’t help being curious and asked immediately.
"I have been to Shuzhong for errands all these years, and I just came back recently!"
When I heard the martial law, my spirit came, "You really are a sword cultivator in Shuzhong!"
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"It used to be!"
Fang Dou didn't want to talk about this. After a few ka-chas with the big scissors, he started cutting along the grain of the satin.
"Yi!"
The three onlookers looked at Fang Dou's flowing movements, with beautiful rhythm and rhythm, which made people relaxed and joyful.
"Courtyard Master, can you do it?"
The martial law asked.
The monk Courtyard Master shook his head, "I can't match, only the top-level Master Fu has to have fifty-sixty years of skill!"
Just after a few words, Then heard a light sound, Fang Dou had put down the scissors.
In front of him, the various shapes of fabrics that were cut were arranged neatly and orderly.
At first, the monk Courtyard Master was worried that Fang Dou was a layman and ruined the good Shu Jin, but it seems that this young man is more skilled than himself.
He couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask, which Master Fu did you study under?"
The monk Courtyard Master has long determined that Fang Dou's superb skills, He must have studied in Weiyang County, just like he used to be.
Fang Dou pondered hard, but it seemed that he didn't. Those Master Fus and I were all close friends, so I called the head.
"Get out of the way, I'm going to start making robes!"
The cassocks are local gold, using gold silk, while the robes are fiery-red, so Fang Dou chose It is blood silk.
The combination of the two can not only block swords and guns, but also waterproof and fire spells. It can be called a magic weapon with both appearance and practicality.
Fang Dou was concentrating on his homework.
Jie Xing asked for martial law, "Host, Sword Immortal in Shu, is it even so superb at making clothes?"
martial law coughed, he didn't understand!
"This, Shu Jin is famous throughout the world, then the sword cultivator in Shu must be very good at making clothes, otherwise, how can you run out of so many fine silks?"
"Well, it must be!"
(end of chapter)