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On this day, in Wanbo Hall, the senior sister taught how to refine the flying spirit tool - Thousand Fu Bamboo Cranes.

This Senior Sister Huang, but the posture of a Chinese, can smile sweet and amiable, a pair of eyes are particularly smart, plus a lot of points, her tone is gentle and soft, like a spring breeze, while refining, while explaining, every place is very detailed, and when encountering key points, it is repeated again and again.

After she finished speaking, the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane in her hand was also completed, habitually leaving her own spiritual power imprint, and on the slender and bony Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane, there was an additional pattern like a tangled branch flower.

Qianfu Bamboo Crane is just the simplest flying spirit tool, in more modern terms, the more advanced flying spirit tool is a fully automatic system, after placing the spirit stone, there is enough energy supply, leaving a trajectory with divine consciousness, you can fly autonomously, and the lowest flying spirit tool like Qianfu Bamboo Crane is manually operated, completely on your own, controlled by divine sense, up and down, left and right, forward and backward, flying high and low or something......

For low-level cultivators, it is far from being able to control their own divine consciousness as they wish, even if the divine consciousness traction required by this thousand runes bamboo crane is very small, but once the flight time is too long, it is also an unbearable burden for the monk.

And with the deepening of cultivation, this drawback gradually disappeared, but a new problem came, with thousands of rune paper to enrich his body, the spirit bamboo as the bone, it is really weaker. It can't stand the strong wind resistance at high altitude, and can only fly below 100 zhang, and there is also a certain speed limit.

It's not easy to control. The speed is not fast, and the material is poor and not strong......

All these have achieved the name of the most basic flying spirit tool of the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane.

The so-called most basic. It can also be understood as the worst.

But when it comes to advantages, it is not for nothing. ~At least the consumption of the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane is the least of all the flying spirit tools, so it is more used by low-level cultivators.

Ahem, of course, the main reason is that its price is also the cheapest of the flying spirit tools.

Mo Dye Yi closed his eyes, and his mind repeated the demonstration and explanation of Senior Sister Huang just now.

I heard someone ask a question, and I opened my eyes again. I didn't let go of every word that Senior Sister Huang said, and I kept it in my heart.

This is the difference between a sect disciple and a casual cultivator, if the latter wants to learn a skill, he doesn't know how much he has to pay and can't get it, and for the sect disciples, these things are basic things that must be learned.

Mo Qingxun took out a few bamboo knots of different lengths from the storage bag, and compared with what he learned today, he knew at a glance that it was cut according to the spiritual bamboo required by the thousand Fu bamboo cranes, and he divided the left and right ones into two parts, and pushed one of them in front of the ink-dyed clothes.

The ink-dyed clothes did not refuse. Naturally, he pulled out one and looked at the pile in front of him again, "How do you know that you are going to teach a thousand Fu Bamboo Cranes today?" ”

"I begged Senior Sister Huang, and Senior Sister Huang agreed to teach. She was originally going to teach the puppet strawmen. Mo Qingyun said triumphantly.

Ink-dyed clothing: ......

She prefers to learn the puppet straw man, although this skill is a bit inhumane, and it needs to be used to erase the yin soul of the mind, which is commonly known as the ghost of mortals, but the puppet straw man is a side thing with a relatively high value in the market, and it is much more expensive than the thousand Fu bamboo cranes of the big road.

It is more attractive to students with empty purses.

"You really want to learn the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane?" Mo Dye Yi tilted his head sideways and asked curiously.

"How so? Such a simple thing, I would have known it a long time ago, isn't it Sister Dyeing that you have always wanted to learn, and I can't teach you, I can only think of this method. Mo Qingxun blushed embarrassedly, he was distressed that he couldn't pass on what he had learned in the Refining Hall to Mo Dyeyi, so he could only take such a tortuous approach to achieve her "wish".

Ink Dyeing Continued: ......

She tried her best to focus her attention on the long and short, verdant and lovely spirit bamboo in front of her, not thinking about the little ghost next to her, under the guise of being considerate, she ruined her possible financial route.

Is...... Pick up a handful of bitter tears!

She held back and held back, but she still couldn't hold back, "How do you know that I want to learn to be a thousand Fu bamboo cranes?" ”

Mo Qingxun gave her a bright and dazzling smile, "Sister Dyeing said casually, I will remember it!" ”

Should she be happy? If he had an unintentional word, this kid remembered it in his heart, and he went to ask someone for her, silently doing what he thought she would like......

Well, she had to admit, she was a little moved.

"Don't do such a thing next time, not everyone is as easy to talk as Senior Sister Huang." Unconsciously, there was a little more seriousness in her tone.

"I'm measured." Mo Qingxun smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

Senior Sister Huang's answer time ended, drifting away, the Wanbo Hall gradually went to the empty building, the ink dyed clothes and Mo Qingxun have always stayed until the end before leaving, today is no exception, the two of them held a section of the spirit bamboo to compare, the ink dyed clothes under the guidance of Mo Qingyun, set up a rough frame, although a little crooked, crumbling, but finally a little close.

This alone has given her a sense of accomplishment, this is not like building a skeleton with bones, but using a piece of bamboo with neat incisions, without tight concave and convex, which is much more difficult than building a bone frame.

For the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane, this first step is the most critical to build a shelf, like the ink dyed clothes, which is completely unqualified, and it really has to be refined according to this shape, and the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane that comes out is not to say that it is flying, I am afraid that it will be necessary to stand there.

Whether it is a talisman making or a refining tool, it takes a lot of practice, and comprehension and hands-on ability are two different things.

Mo Dye Yi looked at it for a while, and asked Mo Qingyun a few more questions, and he would definitely do better than this next time, so he was ready to collect his things and leave.

Her eyelids jumped, and she subconsciously pulled Mo Qingyun out of the way.

"Bang la" bamboo knots scattered all over the ground.

Seeing the clumps of spiritual silk falling in the messy bamboo knots, the ink-dyed clothes turned back angrily.

"Oops, I'm sorry I didn't have the power to do it." Mo Dye Jin innocently spread her hands, her eyes blinked, shining with a bright light, the jade sword butterfly behind her flashed out, her pink and tender little face looked stern, looking at the direction of Mo Dyeing clothes, looking left and right, up and down, as if looking for something.

"Ink dyed brocade, forgot the taste of cane punishment?" The anger in Mo Dyed Yi's eyes faded little by little, in the face of a person like Mo Dyed Jin, if you take her too seriously, you will lose.

In fact, she couldn't wait to go up and kick her a few times, she had already avenged the revenge of the year, but within the sect, disciples were not allowed to fight in private, and a special arena was set up to solve such problems.

Therefore, it is precisely because of the more and more understanding of the door rules that Mo Dye Jin will take a detour from seeing her at the beginning, trying not to appear in her field of vision, and then to now having no fear.

"How dare you forget, you will never forget it for the rest of your life." Mo Dye Jinjiao smiled, but her voice was a little sharp, "It's because I can't forget that I sent the spirit silk over, I am a trustworthy person, and I will do what I promised." ”

Mo Dye Yi sneered in her heart, and said it nicely, not because she was holding the paper contract in her hand.

Before she could make any moves, the little chubby girl hidden in the void on the side couldn't wait, and flashed over, her face almost sticking to the face of the jade sword butterfly.

Although the Jade Sword Butterfly couldn't see it, its senses were very keen, and it changed from one side of the ink-dyed brocade to the other, its wings flapping rapidly, looking very uneasy.

"Smack" with a crisp sound.

I saw that the jade sword butterfly's white little face was as white as jade, and suddenly there was a small slap print emitting black smoke, and the jade sword butterfly that was beaten, the blue spirit sword in his hand was condensed, and it was raised obliquely from the bottom to the top, "ding", the sound of the two swords intersecting came, and the blue color above the jade sword butterfly spirit sword was a little dim, and then the same crisp sound was one after another, short and eager.

Until the blue spirit sword was completely shattered, it was hit again, and it turned into fragments on the ground, releasing the last of its brilliance and fading away, and it returned to calm.

The ink-dyed jade sword butterfly was described as haggard, up and down, its wings trembling again and again, as if it was about to fall from the sky in the next moment, and was suddenly hugged by her master, stomped her feet heavily, and rushed away.

"Come back!" Ink-dyed clothes opened her mouth and called back the little chubby girl who was about to chase after her.

The latter flew back reluctantly, and the two black spirit swords in his hands were unwilling to draw the Tao in the air angrily, and the black mouth opened and closed, without making a sound.

But as the owner's ink-dyed clothes, it is annoying, it can't make a sound, but it doesn't mean that it can't express, through the special connection between them, directly with the heart dialogue, more direct, more harassment.

Can she explain to the fat girl what the rules for clearing the door are? Can you explain that there is no one here, and if you hit it, you will fight, and it is not good to go out and be seen? Can you figure out that human relationships are complex, unlike them, where they are either relatives or enemies?

Decisively stuffed the little chubby girl into the spirit sealing ring, must, don't explain!

However, if the ink dyed brocade comes like this every month, her future life will not be boring, look at the spiritual silk on the ground, the entanglement of the ink dyed clothes, well, she is not a backbone literati, for five buckets of rice, bend her waist, bend her waist, besides, this is what she deserves, mental loss fee!

Mo Qingxun silently picked up the spiritual bamboo and spiritual silk on the ground and handed them to the ink dyeing clothes.

"Sister Dyeing Clothes, recently Mo Dyeing Jin and Nangong Qingyu have been very close."

"Nangong Qingyu?" Ink-dyed clothes pondered for a moment, "Nangong Zangfeng's sister? Isn't she supposed to be at the Ethereal Peak? How did you come across the ink-dyed brocade? ”

There are not many people like her who have only been getting started for a long time and have run out of Jade Ruler Peak. (To be continued)