Tao Xinlai returned to Sanling Peak full of doubts, although he didn't know what the old man wanted, he didn't want to miss such an opportunity. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And this incident sent a good signal to her - her fate is not the same as the plot of "Tao Xinlai".

Anyway, Tao Xinlai was very satisfied with the fact that he could go in and read books without handing in merit points. But her time needs to be well planned.

The red fur was wrung out of the spirit beast pouch, and the black grape's eyes flashed with water in the blink of an eye. "Master, you've locked me in this bag lately, it's so dark, so lonely, so boring!"

Tao Xinlai looked at it apologetically and said, "I'm sorry for the red hair, but the Reading Pavilion doesn't let the spirit ** in......"

Redfur put his two front feet on her knees and asked expectantly, "Can I go back to the forest and play with my friends?" ”

"Is it okay for you to be a rabbit? Some people especially like to catch rabbits! Tao Xin came to pinch its furry ears and thought she was cute.

"Really? That...... So what to do......"

"I'm sorry to ignore you lately." Seeing the red hair's ears shaking in disappointment and distress, Tao Xinlai's heart softened. Since the red hair became her spirit, he has always accompanied her, never turned his back on her, and helped her a lot, her pity and gratitude for the red hair are increasing day by day, and she has regarded the red hair as her most important rabbit.

"It doesn't matter. Master, are you going to go to the Pavilion tomorrow? Redfur cheered up and looked at her with sparkling eyes, as if expecting a negative answer.

Tao Xinlai said guiltily: "I will go tomorrow, and I will go every day in the future......" and then carefully told Hongmao about the fact that he met an old man and the old man asked her to go for three hours every day.

The red hair was still a little lost, but when she heard Tao Xin talk about this old man, she immediately became interested, she heard the red hair trembling, and finally came to the conclusion: "My mother said that some people who are outside the world are so weird and temperamental, otherwise they would not be called outside the world." Master, do you think he will have any superior exercises or something? ”

Tao Xinlai shrugged and said, "Then who knows." He didn't tell me to do anything for three hours today, he just told me to read the book I wanted to read. She paused and pulled the conversation back. Red hair, after you come back from the Reading Pavilion tomorrow, I'll take you to the forest to play for a while. I've been smothering you lately. ”

The red hair cheered happily, honestly climbed onto the **, rolled a few times, and then slept on all fours.

Tao Xinlai touched the small and soft fur on her forehead, meditated for a while and fell asleep.

Day 2, Day 3......

The old man didn't stick to the books Tao Xin read and the habit of reading books, until a week later, the old man threw Tao Xin a notebook. The calligraphy is not thick, and there are many simple characters written in it, such as one, two, three, heaven, earth, people, and so on.

The old man proudly threw the notebook in front of her, held his head high, and said, "Copy it word by word, and check it in a week." Although he didn't say that he would use the three hours in the Reading Pavilion to copy it, nor did he say what he would check in a week, Tao Xin thought about it and felt that these three hours would inevitably divide most of the time to copy the copybook.

The words on the notebook are written neatly, stroke by stroke, stroke by stroke, stroke by stroke, as if the distance and length have been calculated, how to look at how perfect. Although they are not elegant and atmospheric enough, the words that seem to be piled up of squares make people want to trace them with their fingers.

Tao Xin copied the calligraphy stroke by stroke, once, twice; Ten times, twenty times; One hundred, two hundred...... Gradually, these neat square words seem to be different. It's a subtle feeling, as if you write a word over and over again, and at the end of the day, you don't recognize the word. Tao Xinlai's thoughts just stayed at this stage. The more she copied them, the more she seemed to know the words, and at the same time she found them to be like bubbles floating on the water, ethereal and bursting at the touch of a button. The words that she thought she knew deeply seemed to have completely changed into other forms, expressing other meanings, and she didn't recognize them anymore.

It was in this state that the time of the week came.

The old man took the notebook and flipped through the pages at random, glanced at it, and then said, "Water." The eyes looked at Tao Xinlai, meaning that she wrote the word "water".

Tao Xinlai was still replaying the words that were no longer the same as they were the original in his mind, so he began to write after a while.

In her hand is an ordinary brush, she holds the brush and writes the word "water" on the white paper, which is square and horizontal, and it can be exactly the same as the calligraphy.

The old man glanced at her, first wrote with his fingers, and suddenly waved his hand, the sound of the river from far and near, the old man stretched out a palm facing up, and suddenly the sound of the river gradually stopped, the old man's hand seemed to be a puddle of water, a drop of water ** Among them, the water lines scattered, and everything returned to silence.

Tao Xin was very surprised, and after a while, the old man said, "Fire." ”

Tao Xinlai still wrote a neat and neat word "fire".

The old man wrote again as Tao Xin had written, then turned his palm down, and suddenly slapped it on the table, and when his hand left, sparks floated, instantly causing a fire to fly with his palm.

Tao Xinlai was dumbfounded, and asked for a long time: "Is this ...... It's ......"

The old man smiled with yellow teeth, looking very proud. "Do you want to learn?"

Tao Xinlai nodded hurriedly. You can use the Five Elements technique by writing a word, and even fools know how to learn it!

The old man smiled and said, "Then you can continue to copy." After saying that, he patted his ass and left.

So, did he come to paint cakes for Tao Xin?

Another day passed. Tao Xinlai happily went back to Sanling Peak, feeling that he had really met a sweeping monk.

After Tao Xin came and left, the old man read and read the two words written by Tao Xinlai, and smiled after a long time.

This girl is good, and she has already comprehended the second level. But you can't praise her easily, otherwise you'll have a tail haha!

After going back, Tao Xinlai took the red hair to play in the spirit beast forest, and while playing, he heard the sound of fighting in the wind.

Who is fighting here?

Tao Xinlai cautiously rushed to the direction of the sound source, originally to see the excitement, but immediately stopped thinking so.

The two people who were fighting were one in black and one in white, and the one in white was clearly Han Beiwang! Han Beiwang fighting? Isn't this too rare!