After a full meal, the two said goodbye with a smile.

Li Suiyun stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at Wu Chong's back, and the smile on his face converged little by little.

He found that he couldn't see through this guy a little, a guy who was born as a medicine picker, and was far from being as easy to control as others. He seemed to talk a lot in the restaurant just now, but most of them were empty checks. Wu Chong's response to him was also some 'promise' words.

Everyone blew it air-to-air.

But fortunately, he understands Wu Chong's position and attitude, and as long as he increases investment in the future, he should be able to successfully tie this person to the camp here.

"It's also an idle move, the internal affairs of the Thirteen Palaces, you have to find a higher-level steward to intervene according to the plan, Chen Daoji won't stay here for long, and these people will be taken to the Thirteenth District at that time."

While thinking about it, a carriage stopped in front of Li Suiyun, and he lifted the curtain and walked up.

The power of Li Suiyun's group of people is definitely not weak, and it is earth-shattering to be able to collude with the top dream demons. Although Wu Chong has a little status now, he is still too contemptuous of the entire force behind Li Suiyun.

"Master, here I am again."

Pushing open the door of Master Cen's house, Wu Chong familiarly threw a little food to the doorman.

Master Cen, who heard the voice, was a little surprised.

The current Wu Chong is no longer the mud leg he used to be, and after putting on the deacon's robes, he has already broken away from the bottom of the medicine picker class. In this case, I don't want to run to the boss, what is he doing here as a bad old man.

"Sit down."

Master Cen signaled, and soon someone went to pour tea.

Today is a day of rest, and Master Chen did not give a lecture. In fact, since the Dream Demon attacked the city, there have been no students here from Master Cen.

Knowledge and who is more important than small life, normal people still have a judgment on this.

If you miss the knowledge, you can learn it again, but if you don't have your life, you really don't have it.

"I'm here this time to ask my master about 'Xianwen'." After Wu Chong sat down, he said straight to the point.

Like the herb pickers in this world, Wu Chong's 'immortal text' foundation is very poor.

The lower-level Jia Clan's Qi Cultivation Technique can still practice it by himself, but the high-grade Qi Cultivation Technique that has been changed to the meritorious service cannot be started. There are too many professional terms in it, let alone cultivation when there is no one to guide the way, and you can't understand it. The town guard must be able to understand it, but Wu Chong, a third-level deacon, wants to ask the town guard about it, which is obviously unrealistic, and the town guard has no time to deal with him. So after thinking about it for a while, he still found Master Cen's head again.

This piece of knowledge is still good, and he himself is also a 'third-level immortal cultivator' who has cultivated immortal texts, so this kind of problem can definitely be solved.

"Something about the high-grade Qi Technique?"

Master Cen took a sip of tea and said slowly.

It is no secret that Wu Chong exchanged his merits for a high-grade qi practice recipe in Qingshi Fang.

An example of mixing from a herb picker to a deacon position is too necessary for the current bluestone workshop. In order to highlight Qingshifang's determination to eliminate the Dream Demon, as well as the opportunity for 'fairness and justice' here, Wu Chong's related deeds are praised almost every day. So much so that during this time, there were a lot more people who poured into Qingshi Fang, and I don't know how many of these people were dreaming of changing their lives by killing dream demons like Wu Chong.

Although Master Cen rarely went out, he had also heard of these deeds, so after Wu Chong opened his mouth, he guessed it as soon as possible.

"This thing can't be passed on casually, when Lord Zhenshou gave you exercises, he should have given an explanation, right?"

The specific exercises of the Immortal Mansion are only allowed to be viewed by the person.

Any behavior that is spread outside will be countered by the immortal text in the exercise, which will alarm the people of the Law Enforcement Palace. If it's serious, you'll even lose your head!

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely not make such a small mistake."

As he spoke, Wu Chong opened a volume of notes, which contained immortal texts that he didn't understand. They are all taken apart and asked individually, and there is no possibility of reverse extrapolation.

Master Cen glanced at the notes handed over by Wu Chong and was unmoved. I didn't forget to lift the tea leaves with the lid of the teacup and take a sip calmly.

Wu Chong instantly understood.

He reached into his arms, took out a crystal clear spirit stone, and slapped it directly on the table.

A complete low-grade spirit stone!

After being promoted, Wu Da's business has also grown, and now Lingcui and Lingjing are no longer disdainful of using them.

"That's good, I'm kind enough to remind you."

A smile suddenly appeared on Master Cen's face, there are not many students who are so sincere. Skillfully put the spirit stone into his sleeve, picked up the immortal note handed over by Wu Chong, and looked through it carefully.

After a while, Master Cen put down the notes in his hand, got up and said to Wu Chong.

"Follow me."

After leaving the living room, Master Cen took Wu Chong to the backyard.

This is the place where Master Cen does his studies, and ordinary students are not allowed to come in, and Wu Chong has not been here when he was learning words before.

Under the leadership of Master Cen, the two came to the innermost hut.

As soon as I pushed the door, I smelled a strong smell of mildew ash, and I thought that no one had come in for a long time.

After waving his sleeves and dissipating the dust in front of him, Master Cen walked to the wall facing him and opened a dark pavilion.

A white jade slab was taken out of it.

"It's."

Wu Chong was a little puzzled, he was just literate, what were he doing with this thing?

"Do you know why high-level immortals are so hard to know?" As he spoke, Master Cen threw the white jade plate in his hand to Wu Chong.

Wu Chong stretched out his hand to take it and found that this palm-sized stone slab was still a little heavy after starting it.

"Because Xianwen is alive."

Life?

Wu Chong instantly remembered the ability that Xiao Tou had shown him before, the kind of 'immortal text' compressed in the rune paper, just like a living thing.

"When Xianwen doesn't want you to know it, no matter how much you memorize it, you can't engrave it. On the contrary, if the immortal text approves of you, you don't need to study, you can comprehend it yourself. Master Cen calmly said the core secret of Xianwen.

"Do you want Xianwen's approval?" Wu Chong didn't understand very well.

He remembered the "Superior Qi Refining Technique" he had seen before, and there was also a record of 'Immortal Text' in this exercise. But the 'immortal text' in the cheats is the same as the dead thing, and the power in the talisman is completely different.

"You look at this slate first, and look at it with your heart."

Master Cen motioned to Wu Chong to look at the stone slab in his hand.

When Wu Chong heard this, he immediately concentrated his spirit. In the next second, the slate in his hand seemed to come to life, turning into a white jade baby, struggling in his hand. But when his mental power was dispersed, the slate returned to its original state. It was as if the white jade doll I saw just now was an illusion. (End of chapter)