Magpie bought a white fish kite, and the scales drawn by the golden lines glittered in the sunlight.

Before leaving, the old man of the stall smiled and told him that if the kite flew over the green locust, it must cut the rope on the reel and let it fly away by itself.

Su Que said that he wanted to pray for a friend.

The old man smiled and said: "Where it falls, where is the place where the person is unblessed, put the kite on the ground, and burn it together with the brand, it is considered to have resisted the man's calamity, before the valley rain in the coming year, it should be smooth, the ancestors called this 'misfortune', at least in Qinghuai, we all believe." ”

On the tail of the kite hung two yellowed wooden signs, both of which were the same two small characters: Hongshuang.

For half an hour, the pilgrims on the lotus platform came and went, and there were already many people holding bare reels in their hands happily chasing kites, only the white fish in the hands of magpies, flying around, always could not cross the green locust that was not too high.

The thread wheel was handed to Jiang Ning's hand, and the cheeks of the delicate girl were flushed, and she didn't know if she was tired after running for too long, or because she was annoyed by the uncompetitive white fish.

"You put it!" Magpie has a straight face.

The white fish rose in the wind, and the two blessing signs on the tail also swayed happily, seeing that they were about to cross the dragon gate, naughty flicked their tails, their heads were downward, and there was a tendency to fall down, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, holding the kite and flying high, leveling the crown of the green locust, and then exceeding, the reel in Jiang Ning's hand was pulled out in a circle, and the white fish finally pulled up again, over the green locust.

Jiang Ning's eyes were quick and his two fingers were twisted, and the sword yuan was put away.

The rope was broken, and the white fish lost its restraints, and instead of falling again, it jumped high, flew over the Qianyuan Hall at a higher place, and flew over the Yixian Hall at a higher place, and landed lightly on the tiles of a low hut behind the side hall of the Qinghuai Hall at the highest point.

Que'er withdrew her right hand with some pride.

Jiang Ning gave a thumbs up and said, "This "Moon Covering Technique" is easy to use!".

Magpie's pride didn't last long, and she immediately had new troubles. The lotus platform where Qinghuai is located and the Qianyuan Hall at the height are open to the outside world, and the Yixian Hall at the higher place can also enter with more incense money, but the Qinghuai Hall on the top of Qinghuai Mountain is said to be the master of the Qinghuai Ancient Temple, and the legendary Yuandan real person Liumu is a place for retreat, and pilgrims are not allowed to set foot in leisure, but Su Que's white fish kite happened to fall there. This made her a little helpless.

In the apse of the Yixian Palace, on the stairway leading to the top of the mountain, the two of them were unexpectedly stopped by the boy in this ancient temple.

"My kite flew there," Su Quesu pointed to the low hut at the back of the side hall and said, "Little brother, can you let my sister go in and complete the ritual of 'dispelling misfortune'?"

It turns out that Magpie not only likes animals, but also children, but the boy can't be the master of this matter at all, and he doesn't want to disappoint this good-looking sister, and he doesn't dare to violate the rules set by the master and the masters, so he seems a little embarrassed at the moment.

A snow ginseng as long as a palm, three fingers wide, was stuffed into the boy's hand, Jiang Ning smiled: "Brother, although you take this treasure in, just say that it is a little bit of my sister's dedication to the real person, and I hope to go to the Qinghuai Hall to have a look." ”。

The boy nodded ignorantly, and went to the Qinghuai Palace, walked a little farther, and saw that there was no one around, so he spread out his palm, and saw that under the snow ginseng, in his palm, there was still a small piece of broken silver reflecting the sun. The boy suddenly felt a little happy in his heart, he had long been greedy for the fancy pastries made by the newly opened Liu Ji in the town, and he had no money, so he could only stand at the door and smell the sweet smell as if he had eaten it. At that moment, he put away the broken silver, and his steps became cheerful.

"200-year-old snow ginseng!"

Liu Muxian has three wooden characters in his name, and the root bone is also the same as Jiang Ning's general wood phase, and the benefits of snow ginseng in the water phase to him are needless to say, and the two-hundred-year year is even more difficult to find. His Qinghuai ancient view of incense is prosperous, and with the power of the prayers of the people under these mountains, the cultivation path is also smooth, but there is always an upper limit to people's talents, just like a bottle of water, no matter how much water there is, the bottle will overflow when it is full. After reaching the third layer of Yuan Dan, his cultivation speed gradually slowed down, and to this day, it can be said that he has almost stagnated. Liu Mu Xian knew that the incense wish power was no longer of much use to him, and if he wanted to go further, he had to rely on other external forces.

Magic weapon, elixir, medicinal herbs!

These things are hard to find, although he is the master of the Qinghuai Ancient Temple, he looks very magnificent, but in the eyes of those slightly older sect families, in fact, it is just a wild cultivation, compared to the second layer of the Yuan Dan Wujing County Taishou Wang Jian'an is far inferior!

After eating this snow ginseng, coupled with the demon pill he took some time ago, he had already seen the hope of further becoming the fourth layer of the Yuan Dan.

As soon as he entered the Yuan Danshou 300, each higher level, there will be another 50 years of longevity, Liu Muxian knows his upper limit, and he really understands that he is destined to be immortal in this life, but in the end, it is always good to be able to live for 50 more years. In the past hundred years, he has benefited the people in Qinghuai, and he has gained more longevity, and those people can have a stable life for decades. Although he still has a lifespan of nearly two hundred years, who would have too much lifespan?

"That little demon will be raised first, and when she arrives at the Yuan Dan realm and has the inner pill, and then takes her demon pill, maybe she can go to the fifth layer of the Yuan Dan!" Liu Mu thought about it, and said in his heart that his luck has been really good recently, if he can find the legendary bottle again in a few days, everything will be perfect.

"Child".

The child who had brought the snow ginseng before knelt respectfully to the side.

Liu Muxian explained like this.

"Our Lord has agreed," the little boy trotted over excitedly, panting, "It's just that his old man is about to retreat, and his sister and brother only have a quarter of an hour." ”。

Jiang Ning smiled: "Enough!".

Qinghuai Hall is the core place of this Qinghuai ancient view, the building is not magnificent, but it is also antique, quite a bit of the charm of the fairy wind bones, although the view is small, the inheritance should be long enough. Compared with the Qianyuan Hall and the Yixian Hall below, there are many fewer people here, except for the boy, there are only a few disciples wearing simple Taoist robes playing a set of swordsmanship that is not very clever in Jiang Ning's eyes in the open space outside the hall. The swordsmanship is not very skillful, but the disciples who practice swordsmanship have a focused and pious face. didn't pay any attention to Jiang Ning and Su Que, two outsiders.

"This view of the Lord does not say what the ability is, the ability of the disciple is still there. Jiang Ning looked at Liu Muxian who had never met before.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people in the audience were not paying attention, Jiang Ning and Que'er flew to the roof of the low room at the back of the side hall. The white fish kite with the blessing card still lies quietly on the tiles.

Jiang Ning took out the fire fold from his arms, and Bai Yu'er and the two yellowed blessing signs burned inch by inch, and finally turned into ashes.

"Bang dang!"

There was movement in the hut under the tiles, first the sound of something falling to the ground, then a quick, restless hiss, like a dog being chased and beaten, then something more familiar.

The magpie ghost made the heart of the god jump, and somehow said very eagerly and firmly: "It's Xiaoshuang, it must be Xiaoshuang who is locked inside!"

Jiang Ning's spirit shadow was immediately projected downward, and sure enough, there was indeed a little red fox with two tails locked in an iron cage covered with rune paper!