The late autumn in Yanyang City finally finished its last difficult journey in the autumn wind, and the increasingly cold wind shook his thin body, which seemed to constantly remind people that the winter of Yanyang City was finally coming quietly.

However, all the people living in Yanyang City know that the mild warm sun, the misty morning fog, the occasional drifting snow, and the Yao flowers blooming all over the world are the most common, but equally the most touching beauty that winter brings to the people of Yanyang City.

Of course, the winter in Yanyang City is not long, compared to the long summer and the long spring, the winter in Yanyang City always seems a little dreamy and short.

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Quietly stopping the movement of the qin in his hand, the ancient and vicissitudes of the music of the Imperial Spirit Blood Spectrum slowly passed away in the room. Dan Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and his incomparably clear eyes reflected the high eaves outside the window, as if he could see the warm sun that was about to rise in the east through the wooden eaves.

On the horizon in the distance, a fiery red disc slowly climbed up the horizon, like a mischievous child peeking in the distance. Countless red silk threads are like the hair of a beautiful girl, slowly extending on the vast earth......

"Finally a two-star spirit master......"

Gently stroking the xylophone on his knees, Dan Xuan's eyes looked into the void, as if he was talking to himself to the air. I always thought that the autumn of Yanyang City had finally passed, and my life seemed to have returned to its former peace and tranquility.

The Lin family's iron shop, the second floor of Yaxiang, and the Yaofu Annex, Danxuan has to be busy between these three o'clock every day. Thinking about what I seem to have forgotten every day, and it seems that I don't want to think about something at all......

Time passed slowly, Dan Xuan seemed to have forgotten the purpose of going to Yaxiang Lou in the first place, a pot of illusory incense, a small dish, a wide-mouthed wine glass, and a pair of bowls and chopsticks with tacit understanding every day, it seemed that Dan Xuan himself was already familiar with this regular and simple rhythm, and was familiar with the huge Yaxiang Building, and there was still no one in the huge Yaxiang Building......

However, Dan Xuan knew that the gentle and lovely girl in his impression did not seem to fade out of his thoughts, but became clearer and clearer as time went by, just like the old friend surnamed Jiang who was imprinted in his mind.

His hands were still stroking the xylophone in his hand that had accompanied him for nearly twenty days and nights, Dan Xuan thought that if his monotonous life was no longer accompanied by this xylophone and those ancient books lying in the ancient ring, would his life become boring.

Life is like the bend of water on the side of Xuanya Street, calm and slow. Dan Xuan spent a month in such a day, there was no surprise that touched the soul, nor did it make people sigh and sigh, everything was as ordinary as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.

However, fortunately, Dan Xuan's Xuan Qi cultivation has advanced again, and he has become a genuine two-star spirit master. Of course, with the help of the Imperial Spirit Blood Spectrum, the magical and domineering technique of Xuantian Jue, and Dan Xuan's routine hard cultivation for more than 20 days, I believe that breaking through a level in the past month is not too fast.

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"Young master, let's eat......" The little girl still reminded Dan Xuan on time with her crisp voice like a yellow oriole, the meal is ready, don't be in a daze anymore......

Two bowls of clear noodle soup, a plate of fried bean sprouts, and the indispensable fantasy wine. However, the current phantom fragrance seems to be difficult to call a fine wine for Danxuan, it is not that the taste of the phantom fragrance has changed, nor that the level of Danxuan's wine tasting has increased, but that Danxuan has drunk enough of this phantom fragrance wine......

Of course, you can't blame Danxuan, after all, whoever drinks one kind of wine for three meals a day may have enough one day......

However, Dan Xuan knows in his heart that the charm of wine does not necessarily lie in the taste and aroma of wine, for a person who regards wine as a part of life, or even a part of life, the greatest charm of wine lies in the mood of drinking......

Every time he sat on the second floor of Yaxiang Building, Dan Xuan also thought about ordering other wines, but every time the name of the wine he thought of came to his mouth, it still changed to the "phantom fragrance" that had not changed...... Even Dan Xuan didn't know why he had such a good patience for this wine, could it be because of her?

If this is the case, then Dan Xuan really confirms Li'er's words, Dan Xuan is really sick...... However, it is a heart disease......

After breakfast, Dan Xuan sat in the courtyard and looked at the inscription scroll in the ancient ring, looking at the large or small seal inscriptions on the scroll, thinking about why these words of different sizes have gone through such a long time, but there are still spiritual power fluctuations, and the words he wrote with his heart are obviously perfect like works of art, but he can't feel the slightest spiritual power fluctuation?

Lin Qing once said that there are many differences between inscriptions and calligraphy, but they also have many similarities. Even the more senior craftsmen are, the more they have to rely on their understanding of calligraphy! In the Shenfeng Continent, every senior master has a good handwriting, which is an ironclad fact, and it is also a law summed up by many predecessors of the craftsmen.

However, for calligraphers, they may not be able to become masters, even if the physical attributes meet the conditions of calligraphy masters, many are difficult to become masters, of course, there are reasons for the condensation of Xuanhuo, but the same very important factor is in this "enlightenment"!

Of course, this enlightenment is the way of inscriptions, but what is the way of inscriptions, I'm afraid no one can say......

Dan Xuan really couldn't understand, thinking that when he became a pharmacist from an ordinary person, he didn't necessarily have to be so difficult and troublesome, how could it become so difficult as soon as he got here!

Of course, Dan Xuan's idea seems to be reasonable, but Dan Xuan ignores a very important fact, that is, the growth of the instrument master is indeed more difficult than that of the medicine master, and the reason why the medicine clan has been able to suppress the instrument clan for thousands of years in the Oak Empire may not be said to be without this factor......

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The winter in Yanyang City is not cold, it can even be said to be cool, only a few snowflakes occasionally falling and the Yao Hua on the street remind people from time to time that it is winter......

Dan Xuan put away the inscription scroll, accompanied by the warm sun slowly rising in the sky, and came to the Lin family's iron shop on time as usual, looking at the empty casting room, Dan Xuan's face was as usual, but in his heart, he thought about why his two senior brothers were still so lazy, it was this time now, and the two of them were still playing and disappearing.

Slowly shaking his head, Dan Xuan slowly walked to his refining table, hesitated for a moment in the casting and inscription tables, and finally came to the inscription table with a long sigh, and took down the silver inscription pen that was already too familiar to be familiar from the inscription pen holder, it was still the familiar scene, the familiar touch.

Concentrating on his wrist, Dan Xuan slowly placed the silver inscription pen in the inscription liquid, and after a slight rotation, Dan Xuan suddenly lifted the pen shaft, accompanied by the slow penetration of white Xuan Qi, the originally soft inscription pen was instantly straight as usual!

Dan Xuan slowly took a deep breath, and then his expression narrowed, his eyes stared intently at the bamboo card under the tip of the pen, looking at the square bamboo card under his eyes, Dan Xuan's arms and wrists lowered slightly.

With a soft sound, a faint cloud of white smoke rose from under the tip of the pen, however, Dan Xuan was unaware of the white smoke, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the white smoke, and focused on the inscription tip that was slowly dragging on the bamboo card.

The arm and wrist holding the pen are strong and powerful, Danxuan seems to be a pine that has grown for thousands of years, dignified and simple, between the wrist and the ink, but it is Wang Yang's unbridled brushwork on the pieces of bamboo cards......

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"Good word!"

Dan Xuan praised himself in his heart very stinkyly. After a while, Dan Xuan slowly put away his pen, his dark eyes staring at a few seals on the bamboo plaque, and there was a little dazed in his eyes......

Dan Xuan squinted his eyes, wrinkled his brows, and once again quite painfully perceived the spiritual power fluctuations on the bamboo card, in the past two months, Dan Xuan had to feel the spiritual power fluctuations of the words on the bamboo card every day after closing the pen, but every time Dan Xuan was left with a faint decadence, as if the words that were standing on the bamboo card were like dead salted fish, unable to turn over......

However, unlike that time, after a while, Dan Xuan's narrowed eyes gradually widened, and there was still a faint confusion in his eyes, but unlike in the past, at this time, Dan Xuan's good-looking eyes were more and more incredible!

Because in Dan Xuan's perception, among the many bamboo cards placed on the wooden table at this time, there was actually a wooden card with the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power......