Releasing the kingfisher, Yuan Chaonian did not leave his residence.

He returned to the ashram and sat cross-legged, bowing his mind and asking his heart, like an enlightened Buddha.

His demeanor was calm, and his two thick eyebrows, which seemed to be drawn with an ink pen, always maintained a slightly provoked appearance, as if he was laughing at something.

Yuan Chaonian meditated like this, and after nearly an hour, he slowly stood up and did something more.

He took out some lumps, discs, and some odd things from his bosom, and joined them together with great skill. Then he took out a dozen spirit stones and placed them on the peripheral card slot that was successfully assembled and looked a bit like a star.

Those spirit stones were brilliant, not ordinary spirit stones that were common outside.

After doing all this, Yuan Chaonian waited for a while, and then took out a thin spirit rune, pondered for a moment, and began to sketch on his face.

Unlike the previous time, he seemed extremely serious at this time, with a solemn and cautious look between his eyebrows, for fear of making a mistake.

After about a stick of incense, Yuan Chaonian finished the work at hand, carefully examined it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

He placed the spirit rune in the groove in the center of the star and raised his hand to strike a spirit decision.

The multicolored light suddenly shone brightly, like a star that had fallen into the mortal world, and it was about to pierce the blind eyes. If there is no formation obstacle, these rays of light will only illuminate the small half of Purple Cloud City.

Yuan Chaonian's eyes also shone like stars, making his ordinary, even somewhat honest face look particularly solemn.

The light shone for a moment, and the space in the secret room exuded layers of intertwined and orderly ripples. Gradually, the ripples twisted together and swirled sharply, forming a cone-shaped passage with an unpredictable dead silence at the end.

The talisman floated out of the groove at some point, as if it was being pulled on, and slowly floated towards the pitch black.

Then, disappear.

And then. The passage vanished, and everything fell silent.

On the ground, the spirit stones placed in those card slots were dim. has turned to ashes.

"The price of such ......"

Yuan Chaonian sighed, his eyes showing a little reluctance. He dismantled the array-like thing back into pieces and put them into several bags one by one. Carefully received it in his arms, and then stood up.

"The normal way may work, but it's certainly not the safest. ”

The two thick eyebrows raised higher, and he said, "It's too ordinary, it's a little fake." ”

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Coming to the outhouse again, Yuan Chaonian took a deep breath, slowing down his mind that had become tired from nervousness.

Then, he walked out of the courtyard, and his expression gradually changed. After three steps, he became the same Yuan Dynasty as before, and five steps later. His expression became anxious, as if he had discovered something that frightened him, and hurried out into the street.

After turning a few streets and driving for a while, Yuan Chaonian walked into a quiet courtyard. It's out in a moment. He circled a few more times, dodged into another tall courtyard, and walked towards a small building.

Before he entered the house, he heard a burst of angry scolding coming from inside, and there was a murderous aura that could not be concealed.

"Check! Check for me! I want to see who this Xiao Shisanlang is. Be sure to find out for me!"

"Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother Xiao said that he would not be your enemy, so why should you ......" A female voice persuaded beside her, her voice was a little sour and a little disappointed.

"What do you say? What do you mean by not being my enemy! What do you mean by bothering!"

Du Yun's voice was sharp, and he shouted: "Okay, so affectionate so quickly, you don't know what you think!"

"Do you think I'm useless? Do you regret it? Do you want me to give you back what I took from you?"

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm talking nonsense?weishenme, you want to help him speak?weishenme, you didn't make a move at that time?aha, you made a move, you shot to help him!You made a move to prevent me from casting spells, otherwise, how could he defeat me so easily!"...,

The clamor shook through the room like a raging storm, and with a roar and a few crisp sounds, it was as if something had been thrown to the ground and shattered.

A pale cyan figure flashed out, and suddenly found Yuan Chaonian, Murong Pei was stunned, and he was there.

"Senior sister. Yuan Chaonian bowed and saluted.

"Uh...... It's Senior Brother Yuan. Murong Pei opened his mouth sadly, and quickly raised his hand and wiped it on his face a few times.

"Senior Brother Yuan, come in quickly, for my brother I have something to say to you. Du Yun's voice sounded in the room.

Yuan Chaonian glanced at Murong Pei and said, "Senior sister......

"Go ahead. Murong Pei said lightly and turned to leave.

"Senior brother, come quickly, and arrange something for my brother. Du Yun urged again.

Yuan Chaonian glanced at the back that was a little staggering, turned around and responded, "Yes, senior brother." ”

A sneer flashed in his eyes, Yuan Chaonian stepped into the house and said in a panic: "Senior brother, something is wrong!"

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The Qinghe River in the afternoon is as hazy and mysterious as yesterday, and a small boat is idle and comfortable to float freely, which is very elegant.

The dean was more elegant than a boat, and with a swing of the rod in his hand, the old man took the fish off the hook and put it into the bucket, and then put on the bait again and threw the rod into the water, with a leisurely but not sluggish movement.

From time to time, there is a birdsong in the sky, but there is no figure in sight, looking at the sky through the mist, only occasionally you can see a streamline, flying through the sky in the accompaniment of the song.

Qinghe is half forbidden, but it will not affect these most ordinary creatures. The day before yesterday, he asked Liu to cross the river with flying wings, which was a loophole, but unfortunately the old man was hard-hearted and let him experience the water of the Qinghe River.

The water is secluded and the mountains are wide, and the feeling of sitting on a boat for fishing.

Xiaohong didn't feel comfortable, a fiery little girl sat on the bow of the boat, crunching on the "sugar cube", muttering a few times from time to time, and her small mouth was pouting.

"Hong'er, you scared the fish away. ”

After no gain for a while, the old man pulled his face and complained to his granddaughter. I don't know if I'm worried about dinner or something else, so I'm helpless.

"It's best to scare away. Little Red raised her hand to support her chin. He stared at the sky in a daze.

"Look, Grandpa, there are so many kingfishers. ”

"It's just a few birds, and it's not like I haven't seen them. The old man said.

"No, it's more than usual today. ”

As if she had discovered some secret, Xiaohong said excitedly, "They all fly outside!"

"When something happens, there are naturally more birds. The old man silently straightened out the fishing line and changed his position again.

"What do birds have to do with things?"

"It doesn't matter. But things need to be known, and there is a relationship. ”

"Grandpa is stupid, that's news. ”

"Huh. yes, it's news, news about things. The old man looked up. With a trace of emotion, a trace of embarrassment, and a little disappointment on his face, he shook his head and ignored it.

Xiaohong understood what the old man meant, and asked curiously: "Grandpa is saying that these birds are going to deliver news? What kind of news do they transmit?

The old man looked at his granddaughter dotingly, with a trace of tiredness in his expression, and said with a smile: "The spiritual energy here is thin, and the spiritual runes are too obvious. The formation is not something that ordinary people can use, as for the news, it is nothing more than some miscellaneous little things, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Xiaohong said dissatisfiedly: "There are so many birds, it can't be all small things, right? ”

The old man said, "Big things, small things. The key depends on how you look at it. Some people always like to treat small things as big things, and really big things as small things, messy and can't be managed. ”

Xiaohong thought about it seriously, but still didn't understand what the old man meant. He simply threw it aside and said, "Grandpa, I want to play with my little brother." ”

The old man suddenly became worried, after a morning, he had heard this sentence dozens of times, and the excuses he could find had been exhausted, and he couldn't dispel the idea of his baby granddaughter, so he was helpless.

Think about it, letting a little girl like her in the prime of her cardamom accompany the old man to fish, it is more appropriate to torture than to temper her heart. The old man really couldn't think of a way, so he had to say: "That kid wants to cultivate, and he doesn't have the time to play with you." ”...,

Xiaohong was very dissatisfied and said: "Grandpa lied, I asked Aunt Mei just now, he hid in the building all day and read books, and he didn't practice at all. ”

"Use the method of heart transmission again?"

The old man was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "How can this work, didn't grandpa tell you, this can't be used casually, it ......"

"Okay, okay, I didn't ask, Aunt Mei told me. Xiaohong stuck out her tongue and quickly put aside the relationship.

"That's not going to work either!"

The old man said solemnly: "Xiaomei has just broken through the realm, and she needs to be recuperated and consolidated the most, how can she use it at will to use her heart transmission, it's just nonsense." ”

Once he was really angry, the old man's face was grim, and there was no mercy at all. Xiaohong didn't dare to argue with her, and said: "Hong'er knows it's wrong, grandpa don't be angry, won't Hong'er let Aunt Mei interrogate next time." ”

Seeing that the old man still refused to let go, a gloom flashed on the little red face, and he lowered his head and said, "Grandpa, you send Hong'er back, I'll go find Ziyi." ”

"This ......"

The old man was silent for a long time before he said, "Okay, okay, when that kid is officially admitted to the hospital, grandpa will arrest him and accompany you, so it's all right." ”

Xiaohong was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Really?" but ...... Weishenme has to wait that long?"

The old man said helplessly: "Grandpa is the dean, and he can't let people outside gossip." ”

Xiaohong was bored, and muttered: "Grandpa obviously said that the Taoist Academy is in the world, and you don't have to care what others think. ”

"It's just a child, the Taoist Academy is in the world, how can it be isolated. ”

The old man's expression was a little weak, and he sighed and said, "Real people can't do it, let alone me, an old man who is about to enter the ground, it's difficult!"

Looking at the old man's old face, the young Xiaohong's heart was sour for some reason, and she ran over and took the old man's hand in broken steps, and said seriously: "Grandpa, don't worry, Hong'er will grow up quickly, and then I can help you." ”

"Hehe, okay, Hong'er will come to help grandpa when she grows up. ”

The old man rubbed Xiaohong's head lovingly, and was about to say something, his eyes suddenly condensed slightly.

"What's wrong, grandpa?" asked Xiaohong.

"Fish...... Biting the hook. The old man waved his rod and said silently.

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It was late at night, the time for the closing of the Taoist Academy was approaching, the third floor of the study building, the other students had left, Shisanlang put down the scroll, looked up at the window, and prepared to go home.

"Xiao Shisanlang. ”

The female teacher, who was quiet and had been reading and writing by the window all day, suddenly raised her head and commanded lightly: "Come here, I have something to ask you." ”

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The fish are biting, what about the monthly pass?

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