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glanced at Murong Jiayang and Li Xinzhu. He spoke again, emphasizing the matter of keeping the ice pith secret, and left with the ice pith. The two people who were left stunned looked at each other. But I don't know what Uncle Tiehua recalled, so indulged in it. Before going out, he glanced back at Wumao. At this time, Wumao was already asleep, but at this moment he suddenly woke up and shivered. The two saw Wumao's reaction. I can't help but be happy, I don't see such cowardice when stealing treasures.

The sky was white, like a fish turning up, and the surroundings were foggy, and even the insects were quiet. After tossing for a night, Murong Jiayang and Li Xinzhu were exhausted, looking at Li Xinzhu's appearance, it seemed that they could fall asleep as soon as they closed their eyes. Murong Jiayang picked up Wumao and said goodbye to Li Xinzhu. Li Xinzhu was too lazy to open his mouth, waved his hand directly, and lay down on the bed, without moving.

Seeing this, Murong Jiayang quietly closed the door and left.

Cultivation time, wave your hand and pass away. Days passed on from the icy marrow. Murong Jiayang and Li Xinzhu were glad that Uncle Tiehua was not held accountable, and the two were spared punishment, and Wumao also escaped. And Wumao was frightened by Uncle Tiehua, and settled down, which made Murong Jiayang worry a lot. In addition to practicing, in his spare time, he doesn't have to worry about Wumao getting into trouble all the time, and he needs to apologize to his brothers and sisters everywhere.

At dusk, the light and shadow are mottled, and the fire clouds are burning recklessly, to spew out the last brilliance.

In the courtyard, the laurel trees that bloom all year round, the faint fragrance of flowers, and the stone tables and stone benches are set up underneath. The ancient well on the side is secluded, reflecting a faint halo, and the mixed moss is attached to the bluestone slab, and the wheel of taking water can't help shaking.

But see a man, a bird, a book, a pot.

Murong Jiayang sat on the stone bench, supporting his face with one hand and stroking the book with the other, reading intriguedly, and from time to time he grabbed the pot, took a sip on the spout. The five hairs were lying on the other side of the stone table, snoring in their mouths, sleeping soundly, and constantly spitting bubbles. In such a situation, it is rare to be leisurely, not worrying about cultivation and not thinking about grievances.

What Murong Jiayang looked at was the strange books of the world, the Liuting Miscellaneous Records. In recent days, after reading for a long time, I finally have some eyebrows about the origin of the Wumao family. It's just that it's still not clear, and it is slightly mentioned in the book, but the origin is not specified, which makes Murong Jiayang anxious, like scratching his boots, and he can't know it immediately.

But I kept turning the page until the last page, and there was no mention of what the Wumao clan was. This made Murong Jiayang feel uncomfortable, seeing that the answer was imminent, but he was half-concealed, making people want to grit their teeth. The angry Murong Jiayang slapped the stone table suddenly. Although the stone table was heavy, with Murong Jiayang's current strength, it was also suddenly shocked, and it was almost torn apart.

Wumao, who was sleeping soundly on it, was suddenly awakened by Murong Jiayang's sudden slap, and his feet fluttered and fluttered a few times. Knocked over the teapot on the table, and all the tea in it spilled and spilled on the Liuting miscellaneous notes.

The teapot was placed on the table, and Murong Jiayang was also pretending, he didn't drink much at all, and most of the water in the pot was left, and it was all spilled on the book. Murong Jiayang was anxious for a moment, picked up the teapot, swept Wumao to the ground with a wave of his hand, and then picked up the book and shook wildly, shaking the water on it.

At this time, a very familiar voice sounded in his ears, which made Murong Jiayang very annoyed. That's right, it is the unreliable spirit of the Ten Directions Cave Mansion Xu Nian.

Xu Nian said: "Little master, don't worry, this Liuting miscellaneous book page is made of misty mountain jade dragon ointment, and water and fire will not invade. ”

Hearing this, Murong Jiayang picked up the book and looked at it, and the place wet with tea really hadn't changed. The tightly locked brows were loosened, and Fang was startled, very worried about damaging this strange book in the world. In this way, he is a sinner for the ages. However, this jade dragon paste is really a good baby, no wonder the pages of this Liuting miscellaneous book look crystal clear, extremely beautiful, and the texture is also very comfortable to the touch. I will definitely have some in my hand in the future, and I will also use it to write a strange book that will be circulated all over the world. Let the world remember the name of Murong Jiayang. It's like the people of Liuting Dao.

Thinking of these, Murong Jiayang was in a surging mood, as if he was already famous all over the world, word of mouth, and he was excited. After coming back to his senses, he asked, "Steward Xu, do you know where this misty mountain is?" ”

"What, the little master is interested in this jade dragon ointment?" As soon as Steward Xu heard Murong Jiayang's question, he knew his intentions, and asked a little meaningfully.

Seeing that his intentions were exposed, Murong Jiayang didn't care, he asked like this, Xu Nian, the old fox, must know his thoughts. replied: "Steward Xu is really a god, an unknown prophet, I haven't said it yet, you know what I think, it's really powerful." That's right, I see that the pages of this jade dragon paste are so useful, and I also want to find some in case I need them in the future. Murong Jiayang naturally didn't mention the idea that he wanted to write a strange book in the world, otherwise, according to Xu Nian's unreliable temperament, he would definitely make fun of the general trend, it was better not to say it, and save trouble.

Xu Nian listened to Murong Jiayang's sycophancy, and seemed to be a little useful, he smiled and said, "If the little master really wants to, he doesn't need to go to Misty Mountain, there are some in the Shifang Cave Mansion." ”

"Is that true?" Murong Jiayang asked with a questioning expression, thinking about the unreliable things Xu Nian did, it was really a little unbelievable.

Seeing Murong Jiayang's questioning face, Xu Nian was not annoyed, and said lightly: "That's right, back then, the old master also thought that the pages of the Jade Dragon Paste refining were easy to use, and it took several years to find the Misty Mountain, and it took a lot of effort to get some, and there were still a lot of refining power books." ”

When Murong Jiayang heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "In that case, Steward Xu quickly took some out and I will take a look." "In Murong Jiayang's mind, this jade dragon paste, since it is named after the jade dragon, and the pages of the refined book look crystal clear, it must be a great treasure, and I am very much looking forward to it.

Seeing Murong Jiayang's expectant look. Xu Nian said: "Since the little master wants to see it so much, then I will take some out, and ask the little master to hold his hand on his chest, and wait for me to take out the jade dragon paste." ”

At this time, Murong Jiayang was already in a hurry, and as soon as Xu Nian's words fell, he was ready.

A little, in front of Murong Jiayang's eyes, a black hole appeared, which was the space node connected to the Shifang Cave Mansion. I saw a milky white object fall from it and fall into Murong Jiayang's hand. Starting, sticky, like five cents of poop, very uncomfortable. Immediately, an unexpected stench came to his face, and the smoked Murong Jiayang couldn't even open his eyes, a stench that went straight to the soul, and even the evil dragon in his body was rolling, and the Buddha bones hanging on his chest emitted bursts of golden light, and it seemed that he couldn't stand the stench of the jade dragon ointment. The pungent stench almost closed Murong Jiayang's breath, and it took a while for him to breathe.

At this time, Xu Nian's crazy laughter came, you can imagine that crazy laughter, what kind of posture that person is now. At this time, Xu Nian in the Shifang Cave Mansion was already lying on the ground and began to convulse, and he couldn't distinguish his eyebrows and eyes.

Murong Jiayang, who was relieved, threw out the jade dragon paste in his hand. Knowing that he was tricked by Xu Nian again, the unreliable Xu Nian, no wonder he promised so happily today, it turned out that he had long been uneasy and kind. only blamed himself for being young and ignorant, so he fell into Xu Nian's trap again and again. kept scolding Xu Nian in his heart, and kept cursing Xu Nian.

Enduring the stench, Murong Jiayang drew a bucket of water from the well and began to wash his hands. After a long time, the jade dragon paste stuck to his hands was cleaned. After washing for a long time, I fetched several buckets of water, but no matter how I washed it, I still couldn't get rid of the stench on my hands. I leaned close to my nose and sniffed it, and almost fainted. At this time, I heard Xu Nian's crazy laughter again, and the angry Murong Jiayang teeth were about to bite off.

Inadvertently looked up, and at this look, Murong Jiayang was stunned. Fang Cai was too anxious, and he just wanted to throw out the jade dragon paste, but he didn't pay attention to the direction, and it all fell on the Liuting Miscellaneous Records. This scene seemed to have been discovered by Xu Nian, and a burst of even more crazy laughter came.

Murong Jiayang wants to cry without tears, life is difficult, how unlucky is always himself. Since leaving Qingyang Town, there have been few days of peace.

After losing his mind for a moment, Murong Jiayang came back to his senses, looked at the Liuting miscellaneous notes stained with jade dragon ointment, and clapped his hands fiercely, why didn't he have long eyes. At this point, we can only clean it. So, Murong Jiayang went back to the house and got a towel, covered his mouth and nose, endured the stench, and began to clean the Liuting miscellaneous, fortunately he had finished reading this book, otherwise how could he endure this stench in the future.

I broke a branch of the laurel tree casually, and where I passed it, the leaves fell one after another, and the smell of this smell can be seen.

Murong Jiayang gently scraped off the jade dragon paste on the page with a branch, and although it was far away, the stench still made his eyes hurt and his eyes filled with tears.

After most of the jade dragon paste was scraped off, Murong Jiayang fetched water and rinsed off the remaining jade dragon paste with water. After rinsing with water a few times, the stench no longer smokes the eyes. Murong Jiayang looked towards the Liuting Miscellaneous Notes, and there seemed to be some different changes on the blank page, and some faint colors appeared.

Murong Jiayang picked up the Liuting Miscellaneous Notes. I saw that on the original blank page, calligraphy and paintings actually appeared. This scene surprised Murong Jiayang. In the past, I had heard that some people hid secrets in books, and they had to use secret methods to find them. It is nothing more than a very simple method such as water shower, fire roasting, etc. However, this Liuting miscellaneous record has been soaked in tea before, and the calligraphy and painting have never appeared. From this point of view, it should be the effect of the jade dragon paste, if it wasn't for Xu Nian's deliberate spoof, how could he find such a secret, this is a coincidence, otherwise who would have thought that it would be smeared with a foul-smelling thing like jade dragon paste in order to make it appear.

At this time, Xu Nian calmed down from the wild laughter, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time. It's just that when he found out about the changes in the Liuting miscellaneous records, he was stunned. I never thought that I just wanted to spoof it, but I helped Murong Jiayang discover the secret in the Liuting Miscellaneous Records. It's really a trick to make people, and it makes people cry and laugh.

Holding the Liuting Miscellaneous Notes in his hand, regardless of the stench, Murong Jiayang looked at the painting carefully.

At first glance, it is deep in it, and the stench is negligible. In the painting, the cold moon is bleak, there is a woman, stepping on the flowers, the light veil half hides her face, but she can't cover her face to the world, her face is smiling, as if she is looking forward to the return of people, but she is indifferent and rejects people for thousands of miles. The beautiful woman was about to come out, her eyes were as bright as the moon, and Murong Jiayang's face was blushing when she saw it, and she took a few steps back. After fixing up, the beautiful woman is still in the painting, it turns out that the painting skills are too superb, which makes people feel immersive.

There are still two lines of small words left next to it: "The cold moon floats and the shadow flows the frost, and the light smile is unparalleled in the city". Literally, it is easy to understand, and it should be a description of the woman in this painting. Is it really that simple? What is the meaning, people have no evidence, and they should just describe the words of the beauty.

Staring at the person in the painting, Murong Jiayang was a little addicted. It is not an obsession with beauty, it should be an incomprehensible artistic conception. This painting should be left by the Liuting Daoist, and the attention in the painting should be his cultivation experience. Integrating the understanding of cultivation into the painting, the expression that seems to be smiling and cold, and the elusive emotion, is it expressing the mood of the Liuting Daoist at that time. Intoxicated by it, the mind is ethereal, and all things in heaven and earth are born from the heart, and they are destroyed, entering the realm of emptiness and quiet.

Murong Jiayang woke up from the silence, I don't know how long it took, it seemed like thousands of years, as if he had gone through countless reincarnations, but as soon as he raised his head, the sun was about to fall. Murong Jiayang exclaimed in his heart, the Liuting Daoist is a god, and a painting has such a great effect. Let people enter the ethereal realm in a moment, and if the world knows about it, it will definitely cause a storm and set off a bloody storm.

It's just that I don't understand, I don't know what the intention of the Liuting Daoist is, and the portrait of the beautiful woman left in the book is his confidante or other relationship. What are the secrets in between? It seems that it is not a rumor in the world, Liuting Daoist has always been alone, and he is accompanied by beautiful women, but he is unknown. Maybe there is an unknown secret that hides the identity of the woman.

But I don't know what kind of waves this beautiful mysterious woman has set off in the ancient history of China.

Looking at it again, Murong Jiayang had a feeling of déjà vu, very weird, maybe he had been staring at it for too long and had an illusion. Murong Jiayang's admiration for the Daoist people of Liuting was raised to a higher level. The painting skills are superb, so it is natural to be able to write such a strange book as Liuting Miscellaneous Notes.

The sun did not pass the last rays of light, and the darkness was sprinkled and insects chirped.

Murong Jiayang put together the miscellaneous notes of Liuting, and came back to his senses from the paintings, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, strange books, secret paintings, beauties, artistic conceptions, and many secret things in Shenzhou, which made people obsessed. The next moment, the smell of jade dragon paste was tangy, although it was not as strong as before, it was still unbearable. Glancing at Wumao, who was hiding far away, Murong Jiayang secretly scolded in his heart, unreliable Xu Nian, wait for me to achieve success, and then I will clean you up.

In the Shifang Cave Mansion, Xu Nian sneezed violently and muttered: "It seems that the little master is scolding me again, but is it really that stinky." I saw that he was holding the jade dragon paste in his hand, and took out the remaining Liuting miscellaneous records in the Shifang Cave Mansion one after another, and smeared them on the blank page. He raised his hand, brought the jade dragon paste close to his nose, sniffed it, and fainted.

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