Facts have proved that Qinglan is still very reliable.

The exercises are ok, and he re-selected the precipitation technique, the fog melting technique, and the ice condensation technique, and taught him the experience: "You are the water system heavenly spirit root, ordinary water control can be done without the method, the basic learning of these three is enough, and the others can't escape their changes." ”

Qinglan asked, "Is it taught by Qingxiao in your sleeve?" ”

Shao Yu just wanted to nod, but remembered that his uncle couldn't see it, so he hurriedly said, "Hmm." ”

Qing Lan sneered: "Yin Yuanfeng has always liked to engage in these, in short, it is necessary to maintain an unfathomable image, and it is better to take something out of his sleeve than from a storage bag." He took out a few jade slips: "You learn the trick first." ”

Compared to books, jade slips are easier to preserve, and have always been a necessity for monks, but it is still very rare for people like Shooting Moon Valley to be so wealthy that they refuse to use bamboo slips for basic methods.

Jade is expensive, and naturally it has its benefits.

As soon as Shao Yu's spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip, there was immediately a picture back in his mind, it was a faint figure, stretching out a slender and white hand, pinching a few handprints like a flower blooming, and then Ganlin descended from the sky, and Ze was read by the common people;. This is the trick of precipitation.

This picture is constantly repeated, the speed of finger changes is getting slower and slower, and the traces of spiritual power operation are also clearly visible in the human body, ensuring that the disciples who watch can observe every subtle movement, and the imitation will naturally get twice the result with half the effort, far from the effect that bamboo slips and paper books can achieve.

Hmm, okay.

Next.

And then the next one.

After Shao Yu finished learning the three tricks, he happily handed over: "Uncle Shi, I'm done learning!" ”

Qinglan: "......"

This rhythm is not right, when I first learned the basic method of the dark spirit root, it also took half a day, why did my nephew learn it in an hour? Qing Lan struggled and said, "You use it for me to see." ”

Shao Yu used it again.

Qing Lan, who felt the operation of spiritual power: "......" He coughed and said, "Yes, have you figured out what circumstances these three magic techniques can be used?" ”

Shao Yu said fluently: "The precipitation recipe is used to cope with praying for rain, and it is also good to extinguish fires and water farmland; It is also good to dissolve the fog to confuse the enemy, hide the location, and create an atmosphere; If you master the ice condensation trick well, the ice sword icicle and ice needle are all good things, which make people unguardable, and you can eat ice! ”

Qing Lan suddenly thought of something: "You just said that there is a lotus flower that you want to eat?" ”

Shao Yu: "Yes=w="

Qinglan asked, "I'll touch the lotus." ”

Shao Yu reluctantly took out the nine-colored lotus flower, and said first: "This is the nine-colored lotus flower obtained by the sect's mission, and the other senior brother of the lotus seed who did the task together was separated." "Eating it is also a legitimate usage, and it shouldn't cause any big reaction from Uncle Shi, right?

After touching the huge lotus, Qing Lan smiled kindly: "Senior nephew, do you know that Buddha cultivators like to use lotus seats very much?" ”

Shao Yu was so laughed by him that his body was furious: "Yes." ”

Qing Lan suddenly erupted, her voice raised suddenly, and the whole person approached in front of Shao Yu, her eyebrows were extremely aggressive: "In this case, why don't you exchange things with Buddha cultivation that suits your heart?" Boil porridge and eat! I've never seen anyone like that! ”

“……”

Shao Yu glanced at the floor that was cracked by him, and hurriedly said, "What Uncle Shi said is very true. ”

The recipe came to an end, the spirit pet had nothing to say, Qinglan focused on grasping the peach blossom fan, and listened to Shao Yu tell him about the past situation of this fan, and thoughtfully: "Xiao Tao, where are all the fish painted by your master?" ”

Xiao Tao was not angry: "It's still in the pool." ”

"Can you throw it out?" Qing Lan imagined: "When fighting the Fa, can you throw a pool of fish on people's bodies?" ”

Xiao Tao tried to throw a fish out, the fish shook its head and tail, opened its teeth and danced its fins, attracting the unknown cat to run and bite it, but there was no feeling of meat in its mouth, as if it had bitten the air: "Meow? Meow~"

After a while, the fish disappeared.

Shao Yu intimately explained the situation to Qinglan, who couldn't be seen, and said, "Thank you Uncle for mentioning it, this is a new road." "Let's continue to practice drawing cats.

Qing Lan coldly reached out to hug the civet cat that was close to him, and commented: "Your spirit pet is useless, it feels like an ordinary cat." ”

Pipsqueak: "Meow! ”

Avoiding the cat's fluttering paws lightly, Qinglan ate the civet's tofu and said in a serious voice: "How long will you stay here?" ”

"Master said, Inner Gate Dabi came to pick me up."

"Well, there's still a year to go, you can refine the magic weapon first, and if you have time, let's go out for a walk."

Qing Lan looked like a lawless character, and it was a miracle to come to cultivate, Shao Yu said to him that he was going to take himself out to practice, but he felt that it was nothing unexpected, and he was surprised by the sacrifice. The peach blossom fan is a prize drawn by the system, and it has always been bound, and it has never been sacrificed!

Normally, the first thing after getting the magic weapon is to recognize the master, after dripping blood to recognize the master or the spiritual sense brand, to fully exert the power of the magic weapon, it is necessary to sacrifice, constantly enter the spiritual power or specific magic tricks, and even more precious materials to communicate with the master and the magic weapon, in order to fully understand its characteristics, exert its strength, this process takes several months.

Shao Yu stubbornly sacrificed the peach blossom fan for a day, and Xiao Tao burped and said that she couldn't eat anymore and looked drowsy.

Qinglan: "......"

#我的师侄为何天资如此惊人? #

Didn't Qingxiao say that Shao Yu was manic except for the cat within a radius of ten miles when he was born? Bad review! Qinglan stood up and walked towards the hut: "Uncle Shi will go sleep first, and we will go out of the valley tomorrow." ”

He unceremoniously occupied the bed, for such a robber's behavior, Shao Yu: "......"

Roasted fish silently took out the bamboo mat and quilt, made a bunk, and slept with the cat.

I don't know how to judge the day and night from this scene that is always a winter night sky, Shao Yu woke up, and together with Pippi, he was packed by Uncle Qinglan, who had gotten up early and changed into a simple monk's outfit, and slipped away together on the flying sword.

Seeing that he was elated, like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for decades, Shao Yu swallowed silently and wanted to go and tell the master first.

Qing Lan's flying sword was wide.

Compared with the narrow body of most flying swords, this is considered a knife, but compared to the knife, it is a little less heroic and a little more refined, and I don't know what it will look like when you really fight with people.

With Uncle Qinglan's physique, is it really suitable for fighting with others? If that little bit of blood was rubbed off, where would he cry?

Well, let's hope it's a safe journey.

Dengju City.

When Shao Yu got down from the flying sword, he saw these three words, just three words, and he revealed a kind of unruly momentum that dared to fight with the sky - from this you can know what kind of city this is.

The monks who came and went, the sword light that rose and fell, and one person and one cat followed Qing Lan inside, looking around all the way, and their eyes were not enough to see.

"Jubao Zhai is on sale today, and the millennium Buddha beads are on sale!"

"The magic weapon of the master's cave is outflowing, take a look at it!"

"Roasted civet cat meat, absolutely fresh and delicious, different taste!"

……

"Meow~" Pippi shrunk into a ball in fright, and rushed into his master's arms in a panic, only his back exposed.

Shao Yu checked the ball in his arms, and then looked at Qing Lan, who seemed to be striding forward but was actually a little hesitant, and suddenly had a feeling that he was a parent, and stepped forward to hold the hand of an invisible person: "Uncle Shi, where are you going?" ”

"The tallest restaurant in town."

Taibai Building.

The building is three floors, built according to the water, the clouds and waterfalls can be seen upward, and the sentient beings can be checked down, and the scenery is already good.

But that still doesn't explain why it's so expensive;

Shao Yu thought about a piece of roast rabbit meat with a low-grade spirit stone a month when he was outside the door, and then looked at the dishes in front of him that were worth a high-grade spirit stone, and felt that his eyes were full of tears.

This is a small private room, very quiet, with its own soundproof array, Qing Lan applied another one, and then said: "I have a life and death enemy, I want to talk to you first." ”

Qinglan's original name was Mo Zisang, and he had a younger brother named Mo Ziyuan.

The Mo family was originally an ordinary landlord family, living by collecting rents from tenants, and did not want the two sons of this generation to be born with spiritual roots, which was gratifying to the family, and when the eldest son was six years old, he couldn't wait to test the spiritual roots.

The dark single spirit root is in perfect condition.

Master Mo was stunned at that time.

What the hell is Dark Spirit Root? Look at this black color, why does it look so unlucky?

Worthy of being the head of the family, Master Mo quickly decided not to make a noise until he figured out the situation, sighed all the way home, and the next day came out the news that the son of the Mo family was the four spirit roots, so mixed with impure spirit roots, it was almost equivalent to nothing.

Irrelevant people talked about it for a while and forgot about it, but Mrs. Mo was obsessed with it and was depressed all day long, and Master Mo had no choice but to tell Mrs. about it.

What he didn't expect was that his son, who was five years old at the time, was listening outside the door and told the drunkards in the village who talked nonsense as soon as he got drunk.

The next thing is easy to guess.

Qing Lan sneered: "At first, it was a small sect of demon cultivation, and later the Ten Thousand Demon Caves of the Blood Refining Sect also participated, and the blood of the killing was like a river, and all the people in the town died, and only me and my younger brother were alive, I was taken away by Zongyi of the Moon Shooting Valley, and he entered the Buddhist sect and got the Dharma name Huizhi." ”

Shao Yu: "......"

As an author who has read countless articles, Shao Yu is speechless, of course, not this bloody past, but the monk Huizhi!

I remember that in order to increase the richness of the world, I casually added a few special characters to it, including this monk. Set this person to be reincarnated and re-cultivated, and the person who was given a great gift by him would lose his life at the light and luck at the worst, but he was not! No! Know! Feeling!

When I was a child, I thought I had a lot of salutes to my parents and brothers, right? Gave a more or less salute to the elders in the town, right? If you are particularly polite, maybe you will do the same to your peers? This makes ordinary people embarrassed!

Town: We were all unjustly killed

Look at the survivor Qinglan again, there is only one family member left, and he is still an enemy of life and death, he was brought into the Moon Valley by the villain Zong Yi, and a good natural demon cultivator went to peep into the sky, making him look so sick that he was going to hang up at any time...... Uncle Shi, I'm sorry for you.

The curtain of the compartment was lifted, and a monk who looked like a high-ranking monk said to the maid who couldn't stop him: "This Taoist brother and the poor monk are old, don't worry." ”

The maid glanced in worriedly, but saw that the guest who looked like a noble prince suddenly became angry: "Get out! ”

She was so frightened that she took a step back, and another maid hurriedly came over and said something to pull her away, and Shao Yu vaguely heard the words "Master Huizhi".

Since Monk Huizhi and Uncle Qinglan are brothers, they naturally look good, even if they shave their hair, they can't hide his good looks, which is the evil eyebrows on Qinglan's face, and on his face, maybe it is the edification of Buddha nature, and there is a quiet taste inexplicably.

His voice warmed people's hearts like a spring breeze: "Big brother." ”

Qing Lan sneered: "Don't call Brother Dao?" ”

Monk Huizhi smiled gently: "Others are Dao brothers, you are the eldest brother." ”