"Haojun is cheeky, and he came with Xingyun, hoping that the spirit of words can teach Xingyun words and phrases, so that she can talk to people in the future."

As soon as Haojun came to the door, he bowed down and made his intentions clear to the spirit of the words.

Yan Ling was surprised for a moment, and then the tea fruit was entertained, and a pair of eyes looked at the nebula carefully.

Nebula Shui Ling's eyes were also looking at Yan Ling.

Yan Ling nodded, and then beckoned the two to sit down.

As soon as he took his seat, Nebula seemed to be on his own territory, and stretched out his hand to the strange melon and strange fruit.

Haojun frowned slightly, and then put it down.

Yan Ling didn't care, and sent the melons and fruits in front of him to Xingyun.

Haojun took a little tea, and then said:

"The situation of the nebula, presumably Yan Ling also knows something. If the etiquette is not careful, I hope to forgive! ”

Putting down the tea, Haojun saluted again.

Yan Ling picked up the teacup, said lightly, and said:

"It's okay!"

Haojun looked at Yan Ling's expression carefully, Yan Ling's eyelids closed, and then said:

"Words and spirits benefit from the nebula, teach words and phrases, and do their best within their ability."

Haojun's eyes lit up, and he saluted again, saying:

"I was not mistaken! I know that the Spirit of the Word will accept this. Nebula has changed in the past two days, and the master is not there, so I look at the situation and estimate that this is a good time for Nebula to learn words and sentences. It's just that neither I nor none, nor am they good hands at teaching words, so I take the liberty to ask. ”

Nodding, Yan Ling stopped talking, only accompanied by tea.

The three of them were silent, eating tea and fruits. Seeing that the time was almost there, Haojun beckoned Nebula and said:

"Nebula! Senior brother still has something to do. You are here with the spirit of words, and you learn to speak with the spirit of words, okay? ”

Xingyun ate the fruit for a moment, then looked at Yan Ling, put down the fruit in his hand, and nodded at Haojun.

Haojun nodded from Xingyun, stood up, bowed to Yan Ling again, and then walked away.

There were only two people left, Yan Ling and Xing Yun, and Xing Yun was about to pick up the fruit and eat it again, but Yan Ling stuffed the fruit into Xing Yun's hand, and then pulled her to his own cultivation center.

The cultivation center of the spirit of speech, a large empty house, all kinds of cloth strips lined up in it. Nebula arrived at the room, ate the fruit in three or two clicks, and looked around. Occasionally reach out and touch the strip of cloth in front of you.

On the strips of cloth, various handwriting is intricately arranged. With each touch of a strip of cloth, the nebula paused for a long time.

Yan Ling hugged his chest and leaned against the wall, watching as Nebula touched strips of cloth in the room.

Nebula touched the cloth strip by strip, Yan Ling silently calculated the number of words and time in his heart, looked at Nebula, and whispered:

"All the things I have learned in my life are in this room. How well you can understand the words and sentences depends on your wisdom! ”

Nebula was reaching for the hand of the cloth strip for a moment, and his eyes moved, and then he sank into it.

In another place in the inner courtyard, Haojun put his hands behind his back and said to himself:

"Spirit! Learn the way of words! With his guidance, in the future, no matter where you are, even if you can't immediately understand and speak, it will be much easier than ordinary people to understand it generally, and it will be easier to learn it again. The foundation of language, where he gets, is the essence! ”

The cultivation place of the spirit of words, the nebula is still wandering in the strips of cloth. But it's no longer a past or the next, occasionally going back and forth, obviously pondering something more esoteric.

As soon as Yan Ling's eyes moved, he moved with the movement of the nebula, and occasionally followed the strips of cloth that the nebula wandered by, and divergent thoughts.

Nebula's mouth gradually read the words, but he couldn't immediately understand what was being said.

Later, Nebula simply pulled a long strip of cloth, leaned against the wall, closed eyes, and kept squirming in his mouth. Finally, there was silence. In the room, however, golden letters flowed in the air.

Yan Ling's eyes were bright, and the meaning of admiration was overflowing. Cross-legged and sat down against the wall. His eyes were closed, and he looked the same as Nebula.

The world of language and writing is a wonderful world. The golden font swirled in the air, coming and going without a trace.

As the font flickered, there were faint human voices. The human voice, which seemed to be speaking the meaning of the words, seemed to be just meaningless sounds.

Yan Ling's eyes opened for a moment, then closed again. But all the strips of cloth in the room glowed together. The font automatically detachs from the cloth strip and floats in the air.

All kinds of lines are combined back and forth, a variation, a font. Gradually, more fonts circulated in the space. Yan Ling has long been calm, sinking into the sea of fonts, ignoring foreign affairs.

Nebula, on the other hand, slowly opened his eyes, fiddling with his hands in various fonts, as if he were fiddling with a toy. Occasionally tilt your head, play with it, and it's another storm.

A pictographic word for "cloud", floating in a sea of words. Nebula stretched out his hand and took the words in his hand. A pair of eyes, the essence of light flowed, the font slowly changed, and finally it really became the shape of a cloud.

Xingyun did not withdraw his eyes, his hands tugged, and the clouds continued to change, and gradually had an ethereal artistic conception.

Looking up again, looking at the floating fonts, he stretched out his hand and tore down another word, which was the word "star".

Xingyun looked at the word "star", pondered for a long time, and then thought for a long time, and then began to have a flash in his eyes, and the star word in his hand slowly deformed.

Shaking his head, Xingyun put the words "star" and "cloud" on his left and right hands, and he didn't return.

Yan Ling is not yet awake, and Nebula is still staring.

The words "star" and "cloud" in his hand changed slowly, and suddenly, Nebula's eyes lit up and he threw the words into the air. And Nebula's whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In that uninhabited space, the nebula suddenly appeared.

A fiery nebula!

Nebula's eyes are shining! Looking at the fiery red nebula in front of me, the joy and pride were overflowing.

With a wave of his hand, the nebula changes color. With another wave of his hand, in the nebula, various stars rotated in an orderly manner. As soon as his eyes moved, various fonts floated in the nebula, gradually sinking into various stars.

In the fiery red nebula, all the stars seemed to fluoresce for a flash, and then disappeared in an instant.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Xingyun's mouth, his figure flashed, and he withdrew from the uninhabited world and reappeared in the cultivation center of Yan Ling.

Glancing at the spirit of Yan who was sitting in meditation, Nebula looked up again at the various fonts circulating in the air.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a huge "person" character stood out.

This word, at first glance, is even more meaningless than other words, and after careful consideration, I feel that every trace in it seems to have some meaning.

Yan Ling opened his eyes, looked at the word "human" in the air, and then glanced at Xingyun.

Xingyun withdrew his mind from the word "human", spoke, and said:

"Nebula thanks the spirit of words for his careful teaching!"

Speak fluently!

And the words are intentional!

Yan Ling's eyes moved, and he said:

"It's okay!"

Xingyun was dressed in cotton clothes, but his figure was sparse, and he looked like Lang Langzhi, and he arched his hand and said:

"In the future, if you have the comprehension of this language and phrase, you must not forget the grace of the word! Nebula says goodbye first! ”

Yan Ling nodded, but he spoke no more.

Xingyun nodded slightly, and strode out of the door, and after a slight hesitation at the door, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Haojun.