At the beginning of the hour, Chiya opened his eyes on the bamboo sea.

The spring breeze blows and rains, and the rain hits the bamboo waves. Under the silent night, wisps of rain and mist drifted gently like silk.

Qianyi stretched his waist, fell into the bamboo sea, went back to the Xianting Palace to freshen up briefly, and then took the lamp in the study, sharpened the ink, lifted the pen, and practiced the words.

Yesterday inexplicably fought with the green lantern and snow, was forced into a desperate situation, and at that time he had the idea of trying to try what it was like to die, and Qian Yi now thinks about it only to be ridiculous and terrible, but he not only thought about it at the time, but also did it immediately, and the ending was also beyond his expectations, and he realized "silence" by mistake.

It was a turning point that stunned everyone and themselves, but as it is with combat, once you are fully engaged, intuition is often more trustworthy than reason. If Qianyi's reason had prevailed at that time, that fleeting opportunity would have been lost, and there would have been no reason to turn defeat into victory later.

Although he won, Qian Yi was not complacent. The green lantern is worthy of being a legendary figure in the famous Earthquake Domain thousands of years ago, just the triple Dao method, he beat himself to the point of no resistance, if it is not for the cultivation of only the first order of the Heavenly Realm, and if it is not for his blind cat to meet the dead mouse, there is no possibility of victory.

But in any case, I won, I lost half of the tuition, and I had my own one-style knife technique.

Qian is also in a good mood, and his writing is much lighter than before.

In the blink of an eye, the time of the three incense sticks passed, and when I stopped writing and raised my eyes, the eastern sky had been washed white by the spring rain.

Jun Shen came out of the house after freshening up, saw Qianyi writing, and smiled: "I didn't expect Qianyi to write so well, last night I cleaned up the paper manuscript and found a few handwritten words, and I thought it was written when I was drunk and swayed, and I was complacent for half the night, but I didn't expect it to be written by you, alas......"

He shook his head as he spoke, his face full of regret.

Qian Yi also smiled, said a few words to Jun Shendu, and the two went to the east kitchen together to prepare breakfast.

Not long after, Qian Ye had breakfast, grabbed the laziness that was still eating in the bowl, took the Tianhong knife, and prepared to go down the mountain.

Jun Shendu reminded behind him: "You have missed a lot of teaching classes these days, don't forget to apologize in the future." There is a class in the Xianting Palace tonight, so remember not to miss it. ”

Qianyi nodded to indicate that he could save it, so he carried his gourd wooden pole and the little white dog, and gradually disappeared into the bamboo sea.

......

As soon as he got out of bounds, he met a person.

But it's not the bald boy I met yesterday, but an uncle with a scruffy beard, unkempt hair, and sleeping half leaning on the bluestone in front of the door.

As if disturbed by the sound of Qianyi going out of bounds, the uncle smashed his mouth, poked the itching part of his chest with the folding fan in his hand, and opened the neckline even more, revealing a few strong chest hairs on his chest.

When he went out, he met such a wandering person, and Qian Yi was also stunned for a moment, but he met a lot of strange people, and he didn't stay long, and walked straight out of the valley. I didn't take a few steps when I suddenly felt a pain in my forehead, but I hit something.

Qianyi stopped and looked, didn't notice anything abnormal, walked further, his forehead hit the obstacle again, turned his head to look at the man behind him, the uncle didn't react, and the snoring was earth-shattering.

Qian Yi thought for a moment, and his figure suddenly moved more than ten zhang away, flying forward-

"Dang!"

The forehead hurt again, and Qian Yi frowned, he had already determined that the incident was done by the uncle who pretended to be asleep behind, with the intention of not letting himself leave.

didn't turn around to ask, Qian Yi made a mistake under his feet, his body was like lightning, and he instantly rushed forward from more than a dozen directions-

Dangdang!

There were a series of crisp sounds, and Qian Yi still couldn't move forward half a step, his forehead was red, and even he felt pain.

At this time, the man behind him yawned and shouted in a strange way: "Who disturbed the sweet dream of this palace early in the morning?"

......

Nangong Xiuchuan stretched his waist, and the straw sandals on his feet fell to the ground.

He was not in a good mood, and yesterday the palace master told him that a student named Qianyi might want to skip today's class, so let him come to the school for the exam, and let him go if he passed.

Nangong Xiuchuan was unhappy when he heard it, there were such disobedient students in the National Academy, so he should naturally be arrested and beaten wildly, if he dared to disobey, he would be beaten again, if he was not convinced, he would be beaten again, and he would be beaten until he was served.

It's a pity that this wonderful idea not only didn't come true, he also braved the rain to come to the gate of the realm, and slept in front of a bluestone for most of the hour, if it weren't for the fact that he was also a little interested in this kid, and he was only the deputy palace master, he wouldn't have come here to suffer this bird's sin.

Looking at Qianyi, who was red on his forehead, Nangong Xiuchuan was in a much better mood, and gloated unabashedly: "Run, why didn't you run?"

Qian Yi didn't answer, his expression was as calm as a blue spring river.

The man in front of him came here alone, and he didn't have the same mind as the bald boy yesterday, most of them knew his own strength, and he was sure that he couldn't escape, and it would be in vain for him to run again.

Nangong Xiuchuan wanted to ridicule a few more words, but Qianyi's face was really the most disappointing picture in time, and it seemed that as long as he mocked one more sentence, he would be as naïve as a little child. At the moment, he snorted coldly in his heart: This palace is like the sea, and he doesn't care about this kid.

He took a book from his bosom and threw it over.

"I finish memorizing this book in half an hour, and you don't need to go to the classes of the Fu Gong Palace and the Formation Palace today. ”

Sure enough, Qian Yi sighed in his heart, and he knew that he had guessed that it was a matter of skipping class.

The middle-aged uncle threw him a copy of "Yili", the book is not thick, only about thirty thin pages, but the meaning is extremely difficult to understand, Qian Yi can only forcibly memorize it after a rough look. Fortunately, he has a strong memory and never forgets it, almost a page of ten breaths, and it will take far less than half an hour to memorize it like this.

Then, when Qian Yi finished reciting a third, the page suddenly popped out of the phantom of a villain. He doesn't attack, he just laughs in front of his eyes, and he says something, and his voice is so attractive that people can't help but want to listen to it.

Qian Yi was just stunned for a moment, he knew that this was mostly a test of teaching, to see if he could meditate in a noisy environment, and this kind of thing, I don't know how many times he had done it in the middle of the night, if he was easily disturbed by foreign objects, he would have died on the battlefield a long time ago.

Ignoring it, Qianyi's speed remained the same, and he finished remembering another page, turning the page again, and "whoosh", but a bloody skull popped out!

Qian is not afraid, and when he turns again, a swarm of bees and flies fight, and when he flips again, the delicacy floats ......

Qian Yi is like his five senses are blocked, everything that is irrelevant in front of him, he ignores it, and only concentrates on remembering the book, even if there is an unclothed woman scratching his head in front of him, he only pauses...... It's just two clicks.

Nangong Xiuchuan next to him was quite impatient, the folding fan had become a "poke lice stick" in his hand, poked left and right, killed the lice that he didn't know how many, touched his stomach, and seemed to be a little hungry again, Nangong Xiuchuan sighed and pulled a few grasses in his mouth, and shouted:

"Have you finished reciting? Hongu is hungry. ”

Qian Yi ignored it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his brows furrowed slightly-after reciting two-thirds of "Yi Li", the remaining one-third actually rebelled, and the handwriting jumped out of the page, singing and dancing in front of his eyes......

Qianyi turned his head and glanced at Nangong Xiuchuan, who was pulling weeds, and when he saw Qianyi looking at him, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Chiya shook her head.

Nangong Xiuchuan was furious: "What do you see me doing before I finish me! Is it nice to eat grass when this palace is hungry? Do young people know how to sympathize with their elders?!"

Helpless, Qian Yi had to turn back when he heard the voice.

The words on the pages of the book have not changed, and they are making more fun one by one, and they are already "not in the shape of words".

Qianyi's eyes flashed with the light of thought, this endorsement seems simple, but one must be quiet, the second is within the specified time, and the third is to see through the formation of changing the glyph, which is not easy.

However, when I first got involved in the formation, I want to talk about the way to crack it, most of which is based on the existing foundation...... Suddenly, Qian also remembered a sentence that he had memorized the content before - the East is unknown, and it is not good to work hard for a long time, so he will stop for a hundred times.

Looking up at the sky, Qian Yi exhaled softly, closed the page, silently counted a hundred stops in his heart, and turned the book again-

Nangong Xiuchuan's lazy voice next to him sounded: "Boy, count you through, you don't have to carry it, get out." ”