As he spoke, the night gradually faded, revealing a hazy line of pale white in the east, and the big bird flapped its wings, leading Song Yi to turn around and go down, and landed steadily in the courtyard where he lived.

Song Yi jumped down from the bird's back and patted its head, thanks to it taking him straight up to nine days this night, looking at the stars and lights, so that the depression in his chest was swept away.

Song Yi said: "Speaking of which, you still don't have a name, so I should give you a name." ”

"Huh?" the big bird tilted his head to stare at him, his eyes full of anticipation.

Looking at the big bird's plump feathers, in the thin morning light, there seems to be a layer of light and shadow flowing on the pale golden wings, brilliant and elegant, Song Yi's heart turned, and said: "Your body of feathers is well-born, you can soar the universe with your wings, and the eggshell can also be turned into a protective golden light, what about calling you Jinyu?"

"Chirp, chirp. Big Bird nodded repeatedly, seemingly liking the name.

"Okay, then it's called Jin Yu. ”

The sun was rising, and Jin Yu, who had a name, rubbed on Song Yi's shoulder, as if he was reluctant to say goodbye, and then he rose into the air and soon disappeared at the end of his vision.

Seeing it leave, Song Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the long-lost tiredness finally began to hit, so he went back to his room to rest.

After waking up and pranayama for a long time, he practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard again, seeing the dusk falling, and the golden red sunlight dyeing the foothills, Song Yi finally settled down, sat at the stone table in the courtyard, and thought about the next arrangement.

The ten-day deadline has not yet arrived, and yesterday at the mountain gate, as soon as he showed up, he was arrested by Mo Qingning to meet the master, and he did not meet with other fellow practitioners. Except for the head of the sect and Mo Qingning, as well as the tanuki slaves who accompanied him, no one should know about his return to the Yuequan Sect.

It's okay to be quiet.

Song Yi didn't plan to go to the Bounty Court to hand over his homework now, whether it was the Gao family or the Nine Egret Palace, there were unexpected situations, under the rampant demonic breath and sudden changes, many things became more and more chaotic and unclear, he had to sort it out, and then consider how to deal with it next.

By the way, didn't Mo Qingning let himself have time to go to him? I had nothing to do at the moment, just go and talk to him, and I still have to rely on him to give answers to many things.

Looking up at the sky, seeing that the sunset had not fallen, and the clouds were flying, Song Yi decided to wait until night before going over, so as not to let people see it.

......

As the chief disciple of the Yuequan Sect, Mo Qingning did not live with others, but in a quiet place in the ancestral courtyard of the master, so that he could respond to the orders of the head at any time.

Through the cover of the hazy night, Song Yi walked through several remote paths, sometimes walking in the woods, and soon stepped into the ancestral garden. The mountains and forests are exhausted, and you have to go up to the pavilion in the air to continue to move forward, Song Yi was about to go over, and suddenly saw a person walking quickly from the front, and looked at Xue Yu.

Vice President of the Grace Court...... What is he doing here?

Stopped, Song Yi hid behind a wall and peeked, Xue Yu seemed to be full of worries, did not pay attention to this side, hurried over, Song Yi noticed that he seemed to be quite displeased.

What happened?

Fengyi Court has its own territory and buildings, and he doesn't do anything in the ancestral court on weekdays, Xue Yu came here, did he meet the head of the house on the instructions of Elder Tianji, or ......

Seeing his back go away, Song Yi did not delay, and went directly to find Mo Qingning.

Mo Qingning's residence is located in the west of the ancestral court, and the spacious courtyard is set on the bank of a pool of clear flowing water, which is drawn from the back mountain, and after dissolving into the magic circle, it naturally rises into the air with the power of the magic circle, like a cold and winding jade belt. The sun and moon shine on it, reflecting more and more sparkling, like the heavenly river hanging upside down.

Crossing the bamboo bridge on the flowing water, Song Yi walked into Mo Qingning's courtyard, and there was no one on the way, and I don't know if the head deliberately removed the people, or if this side has always been so quiet.

The courtyard door was open, Song Yi raised his eyes, and in the slowly descending night, he saw Mo Qingning dressed in plain clothes, sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard with a broom, and occasionally, the wind would send the fallen leaves in the mountains to the courtyard, adding worldly atmosphere to this suspended building in the air. Mo Qingning's every move was very leisurely, not like a cultivator with majestic power, but more like an idler living in seclusion in Nanshan.

The evil sword that did not leave his body had been untied for him at this moment and placed on the table in the courtyard. There were two chairs next to the table, a kettle sat on a small stove, steaming hot, and there were tea trays and snacks on the table.

"Senior brother. ”

Song Yi walked into the courtyard and greeted him.

Mo Qingning stopped cleaning and turned around, only to see that his bruised face from yesterday had recovered, and only the corners of his eyes were still slightly red.

Seeing him coming, Mo Qingning sighed and pointed to his cheek: "You look gentle on weekdays, but you are also a violent temper when you are in a hurry, and your senior brother's teeth are almost knocked out for you." ”

"What does it matter?" Song Yi looked at him, then looked at the Chengying Evil Sword on the table, and said, "Anyway, senior brother, you are a family person, and your sister-in-law is very loyal, and she will never dislike you for being ugly." ”

Mo Qingning shook his head, there was nothing he could do, and said with a smile: "Okay, sit down and talk, there are still many things to talk about." ”

The two sat down, Song Yi poured tea for each other, but the first question was not Jiulu Palace, but what Fang had just seen.

"I just saw Xue Yu, what is he doing?"

"He's going out for two days to borrow something from the boss. ”

"Going out?" Calculating the time, Song Yi felt that something was wrong, frowned and asked: "This looks like the ancestor festival, as the deputy master of the Fengyi Court, he doesn't stay to help Elder Tianji do things, what are you going to do?"

"Elder Tianji sent him. Mo Qingning glanced at him, and there seemed to be a look of approval in his eyes: "When he came over, I happened to be in front of the head of the house and heard their conversation. It's not a big deal, it's a dispensable trip, but since Elder Tianji sent him out, he can't say no...... Isn't the future father-in-law?"

"Don't mention this stubble, I don't think he wants to do it, whether it can be done or not. ”

Song Yi shook his head, no one was optimistic about the gossip he heard in the Bounty Court before, Senior Brother Guo and Senior Sister Round Face both knew that this matter was unreliable, and there was no reason for Mo Qingning to follow suit.

"Well, Elder Tianji sent Xue Yu out at this juncture, probably knowing that Xue Yu and them are not exactly of the same mind. ”

Song Yi nodded, he was very sure of this, in the Bounty Court that day, Xue Yu had clearly revealed this meaning.

Speaking of this, Mo Qingning didn't seem to have any intention of continuing the topic, so he took out something from his arms and handed it to Song Yi.

"This one is for you. ”

“...... What's that?"

Song Yi stretched out his hand, only to see a small round ball fall into his palm, less than an inch in diameter, the surface was pitch black, and a touch of golden-green light appeared from the depths.

This...... This is very similar to what the little senior brother gave himself before leaving, is it also a ......

"This is the Gathering Spirit Bead, which contains the power of pure wind, if you go back to refine and absorb it, you can increase your power by two times. Mo Qingning said: "The head of the sect has seen you yesterday and said that although you have many strengths, you are still a little short of cultivation, and I am afraid that you will not be able to deal with it at that time, so let me give you something that can be improved, and then work harder." ”

"For me?"

"Well, that's good stuff. Talents who can refine the spirit body are very rare, and they are also very rare, this is the last time the spirit refining master Lu Guang came to visit, and the head pulled him to make it, there are only seven or eight in total, which is cheap for you. ”

"That's ...... Thank you, brother. ”

Song Yi put away the things, he didn't expect him to give himself such a good thing as soon as he came, before the little senior brother left, he also gave himself a spirit bead containing the aura of fire, so that he could use it when he encountered a crisis that he couldn't get over, and I don't know how the little senior brother made it up, anyway...... It must not be easy.

Speaking of which, Song Yi doesn't know much about things like the spirit gathering body, but he has only roughly listened to the introduction of the original "Song Yi", there are very few practitioners in this world who are called spirit gatherers, who have the ability to extract, purify, compress, and then seal the various spiritual powers contained in nature, and then seal them into the medium **** people to use, and the spirit bead is one of them.

After being processed by the spirit gatherer, the pure spiritual power is stored in the medium, which will neither overflow over time, nor deteriorate or decay, and the practitioner only needs to inject true qi to guide it, and it can be transferred into the body to increase cultivation, which can be described as convenient and fast.

However, the Soul Gatherer is a very rare profession, and it has extremely high requirements for people's talent, understanding, heart, and ethics. After all, not everyone can resist the temptation to resist the temptation when facing these pure and ownerless spiritual powers, and instead use them for their own purposes, they will make them into a spirit gathering body for preservation. In fact, it has happened countless times that the spirit gatherer couldn't resist the temptation and gave up making the spirit gathering body and turned to directly absorbing spiritual power to improve his cultivation.

At the same time, the process of making a Gathering Spirit Body is also time-consuming, laborious, and sometimes risky, so a high-quality Gathering Spirit Body often has to go through a lot of hard work before it takes shape. After it is formed, it is either pocketed by the powerful, or bought by the wealthy at a high price, or flows into the big faction for its use.

All of the above factors have led to the scarcity of spirit gatherings - the higher the quality, the more majestic the spiritual power contained in it, and the more difficult it is to get a glimpse.

Therefore, except for some top-notch and well-known spirit gatherers who still independently produce spirit gathering bodies, if the masters of various sects and sects have spare time, they will more or less take the time to learn this aspect, although they can't make high-level spirit gathering bodies, it is not bad to be able to make a little ordinary quality preparation, or to use it for disciples.

The boss is willing to give this thing to himself, and he has also worked hard...... Song Yi secretly thought. However, the more you pay, the more you will return, and the head and senior brother are so willing to do so, they must also have corresponding requirements for themselves.

“...... What does the boss want me to do?" Song Yi couldn't help but ask.

Mo Qingning paused and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it already obvious?" The Demon Breath Chaos is coming, in order to protect the safety of the Moon Spring Sect, you will be a very important combat force." ”

"That's all?" Song Yi asked again.

"Or else?"

Seeing him like this, Song Yi knew that he couldn't ask anything, and maybe there was no need to ask, after all, for the master, there should be nothing more important than guarding the Yuequan Sect. If Song Yi had never seen the boss, he would probably wonder if there was any conspiracy theory hidden in it, but after a conversation with the boss last night, Song Yi had given up this idea.

The head of the sect is not like a person with evil intentions, at least he has no ill will towards the Moon Spring Sect, and he has no ill will towards himself, even if he has any purpose other than "resisting the invasion of the Demon Breath and protecting the Moon Spring Sect", it should be kind.

Song Yi believes in his own vision of seeing people.