Over there, Shangyang was persuading Xuan Shide to take a big pill: "Shengshang, this pill contains the thousand-year-old snow lotus on the top of the snow-capped mountain, the 10,000-year-old ginseng king of the Qilian Mountain, the old clam Lingzhu on the east seabed, and the Ganoderma lucidum mother plant of the Pearl Mother Peak, which is mixed with the snow under the snow mountaintop, the spring on the top of the mountain, the water at the bottom of the sea, and the rain in the desert. At that time, the first master also made three, and the old man was fortunate to be rewarded with one, treasured here, and specially used it to dedicate it to the saint, wishing the saint a long life and good health, and a long life. ”

This pill was blown so wildly, Xuan Liuyao and Xuan Shide both looked at Shangyang with some suspicion, but his face did not change and he was calm. Xuan Liuyao secretly thought that this little old man's skin was also thick, but Xuan Shide had already impatiently broken the pill and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

I'm not afraid of being poisoned.

Xuan Shide tasted it, raised his eyebrows, stuffed the rest of the pills into his mouth and chewed it, and praised: "It tastes good." ”

Shangyang made an unhurried gesture: "If it is the original disease in the body, this medicine should be discharged." ”

"Really?" Xuan raised his eyebrows again, stood up, but was half-bent over, covering his stomach with one hand, and muttered, "It's true." ”

He disappeared from the imperial study with two yellow doors.

Shangyang and Xuan Liuyao were still waiting in the house, looking at each other without saying a word.

Half an hour passed, Xuan Shi sat back refreshed, the black air on his face was much less, and although the black line behind his head was still there, the smoke around his head had dispersed a lot.

At least half a life has returned, it seems.

This medicine is really very good, and it seems that Shangyang has not lied. Xuan Shide looked at Shangyang appreciatively, Shangyang lowered his head slightly, his face was calm and calm, as if everything was expected.

Another thing that he expected was that the saint rewarded him with a tray of white flowers.

Shangyang also took it very calmly, owed it, and withdrew with Xuan Liuyao.

The two entered Qianshan Garden in silence, and Shangyang sighed, as if he had made a loss-making deal.

"What's wrong, sir?"

"This elixir was originally intended to be given to the queen mother to keep in case Her Highness will be poisoned next time. This medicine is expensive and not easy to prepare, so it's gone......"

"Next time I'll be poisoned...... Xuan Liuyao turned his head and snorted silently, silently muttering, "Good spirits are not bad spirits...... Ah no, bad spirits, bad spirits, good spirits......"

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The next day, when Xuan Liuyao entered Qianshan Garden, Shangyang was playing with a wooden sword.

said it was playing, because in addition to being used for play, Xuan Liuyao couldn't think of what else he could use it for, how to do it?

The body of this sword is only half of an ordinary sword, it looks like peachwood, the color is light yellow, he got closer to take a closer look, and saw that this sword looks clumsy, polished very exquisitely, and the word "Shuoyue" is engraved on the hilt.

Shangyang took a cinnabar pen and drew strange and complicated lines on the sword, as if he was drawing Taoist talismans.

After a while, Shangyang took the pen, handed him the wooden sword, and advised: "This Shuoyue sword was given by the ancestor back then, which can kill demons and defend oneself." If you encounter a demon, the sword body hides real fire, and the cut is like a burn. If it is an ordinary person, this sword can also sharpen bones. ”

Xuan Liuyao took it, a little surprised.

The blade of the sword was not as light as wood, but it was not as heavy as fine iron, and he couldn't help but knock on the blade of the sword, and it was like gold, and when there was a sound, the blade of the sword had a thin layer of roundness, and there was no scabbard, and it hung on his side to match his size, and it looked like a plaything.

He was watching carefully, and he reminded him: "Scratch your fingers with a sword." ”

Is this a sacrificial sword?

Xuan Liuyao picked up the sword without hesitation, and swiped lightly on the fingertips, a faint tingling pain, red blood beads came out, he smeared the blood lightly on the blade, and the blood stains rose with a burst of red light, turning into thousands of threads, swimming around, and fused with the sword finely and densely.

Shangyang was a little surprised that his technique was skillful, but he didn't ask much, and only advised: "Shuoyue Sword has recognized you as the master, and you will treat it well." ”

"Thank you, sir."

Xuan Liuyao put the Shuoyue sword on his waist, and unconsciously increased his high-spirited spirit. It is even more exquisite, the Shuoyue Sword is just a wooden sword in the eyes of others, and no one will care.

"This sword can cut through the black line of the Holy Heaven. However, he will definitely plant again, and from now on, you will be considered an enemy of him, will you still go? "Shang Yang is talking about his twin brother Binh Duong. The teachers who worshiped together back then, the art they learned, and the means of each person naturally understood.

"Go!"

Plant it and cut it, anyway, Lao Tzu has time.

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Xuan Liuyao walked out of Qianshan Garden with his head held high, and the four small yellow gates followed step by step.

Suddenly, Shangyang appeared around the corner in front of him, looking at them coldly from a distance of eight zhang.

"Huh?" Xuan Liuyao stopped, isn't Shangyang in Qianshan Garden? Looking closely, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seem to be drooping downward, clearly Pingyang.

However, it is too far away to see very clearly.

He whispered to Ah Jiu: "Go, see if this is Mr. Shangyang or Young Master Pingyang." ”

A hint of fear flashed on Ah Jiu's face, hesitated for a while, and then mustered up the courage to step forward. Everyone watched him make a gesture with the little old man, said a few words, and then turned around and cowered back to Xuan Liuyao: "Your Highness, this is Young Master Pingyang." ”

"What is he here for?"

Ah Jiu's toes rubbed imperceptibly against the loop, but he said, "Little one, go ask again." ”

"That's it."

Xuan Liuyao stared at Pingyang, who stood in front of him like a wizened old tree, wondering if he had sensed their intentions. If it's hard, I'm afraid I won't be able to take advantage of it.

He waved his hand decisively: "Go back." ”

The group was like a chicken with a hen, and returned to Qianshan Garden.

If you don't go today, there will be tomorrow, tomorrow will stop you and the day after tomorrow, is it possible that Pingyang will not do anything else and just wait for him?

But he was really thinking about it.

He went there several times, but every time Pingyang stood quietly at the intersection, looking at him gloomily, and seeing that their hearts were furious. Go in the morning, he is in the morning. Go in the afternoon, he is in the afternoon. Go at night, the saint is not there......

After all, he had already walked back and forth on the way from Qianshan Garden to the imperial study for more than ten and a half times. That Pingyang seems to be determined to be a roadblocker.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

Xuan Liuyao already felt that he was a patient person in this life, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his head.

Especially this time, there was a hint of mockery in Pingyang's compassionate eyes.

But maybe that's just his own heart.

But he didn't want to wait any longer.

He held the Shuoyue Sword in his hand, strengthened his courage, and swaggered over. If Pingyang dares to stop him, he will dare to break through. Although he was a five-year-old child at this time, Pingyang was just an old man, an old man who had lived for more than 900 years, and he was so old that he could no longer be immortal.

If you really fight, you don't necessarily have to lose.

Pingyang's face became clearer and clearer, and Xuan Liuyao finally saw clearly, the mockery in his eyes was gone, but he seemed to be a little sluggish, as if he was surprised, and as if he was afraid of his fearlessness.

I'm so scared that I don't even know how to let go.

Xuan Liuyao stood still in front of him and said politely: "Young Master, let me go." ”

Pingyang didn't blink, neither let nor speak, just stood there with a flurry of words, as if he had no soul. Xuan Liuyao was suspicious, what kind of drama is he singing?

He stretched out his hand to poke Pingyang, but when his fingertips touched Pingyang's sleeve, Pingyang suddenly dispersed into a cloud of black smoke, and then the black smoke drifted everywhere, and disappeared after a while.

The little yellow doors exclaimed.

Xuan Liuyao stood in a flurry for a while, and he was stopped by this little old man's blinding trick for several days in vain?

Didn't you just see Ah Jiu talking to him on the first day? It was also true on the first day, and then it became fake.

The remnant sun is like blood, and his heart is also dripping blood, and his efforts have been delayed in vain.

But Xuan found that this day was not in the imperial study. Xuan Liuyao, who ran for nothing, pondered all the way, Pingyang will be able to obstruct his eyes, presumably Shangyang will also, let him teach himself how to obstruct his eyes?

Presumably he was willing.

But Shangyang was reluctant: "The teleportation and enchantment techniques are enough for the six princes to fall into a desperate situation when and where, why do you learn this deceitful Raushzi thing?" ”

Xuan Liuyao didn't speak, just sat cross-legged beside him, looking at him with a blank face, until Shangyang himself figured it out: "Let's teach you." It's useless to bring a coffin. The six princes are young heroes, and if you want to learn this thing, it won't hurt people, it will only save people. Isn't it? ”

Kamio turned his head to look at him, expecting him to nod his head in anticipation of his busy nodding loyalty. But he still didn't speak. So Shangyang himself responded: "Naturally." ”

I don't know where he got his confidence.

And it seems that the self-confidence is overdone, and some broken jars are broken.

Xuanliu has not yet practiced the remote obstacle eye technique, but Shangyang said: "Since you have taught it, you will not be overwhelmed by many skills, so the old man will teach you stealth again." ”

"Oh?" Xuan Liuyao was so shocked that a duck egg that had just been conjured fell into pieces.

Shangyang preached and taught, and he beckoned: "Come, learn from me." ”

Xuan Liuyao quickly slid off the stool, and rushed to his side in three or two steps, watching him slowly draw a large earthworm with countless curves and symmetrical bends on the paper.

It was a charm, he knew.

But he has never painted it with his own hands, and now Shangyang wants to teach him to draw talismans, he is a little excited, and when he takes over the wolf pen, a pair of small hands tremble violently, and the earthworms that fall on the paper have become countless strips, bending and bending, bending and bending, just like the father does not know the mother, and the mother does not know the son.

Anyway, after he finished painting, he didn't know what he was drawing.

Rao is so, and it is finally the first complete charm drawn.

He looked at Shangyang a little proudly, Shangyang stared at the talisman he drew, and was moved to tears: "Follow ......"

He said only one word, and then ran away to wipe away his tears. It took a while to calm down and turn back, and he explained embarrassedly: "Ugly cried." ”

Is it so ugly?

Xuan Liuyao looked at the talisman he drew in surprise, although it can't be invisible, at least it can blind people's eyes, if everyone can be ugly and cry, it is also a new spell.

Not allowing him to be complacent, Shangyang took out the paper, rolled it into a cylinder and stuffed it into his arms, and said solemnly: "This is the first talisman drawn by His Highness, I will go back and frame it and hang it." Your Highness won't allow it, will you? ”

"Yes, yes."

Xuan Liuyao felt that the old man loved to collect, so he naturally agreed. He took up the bookcase and practiced drawing the talismans one by one.

Shangyang took advantage of his busyness, walked outside the house by himself, took out the rune paper drawn by Xuan Liuyao in his arms, unfolded it, looked at it carefully, nodded while looking, and said to himself: "It's exactly the same as the kid who drew it for the first time......"

Xuan Liuyao propped up a pair of ears in the house, and heard the word "boy" horizontally, thinking that this talisman might be too ugly, and Mr. Lian had to run outside to scold him again, but he also took care of his face. So I drew more seriously.

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Stealth is very difficult to learn, especially if you have to practice eye obstruction.

In the blink of an eye, the cold wind rose, freezing people cold, and their hearts were cold.

After learning to draw talismans, you have to practice your skills.

The formula is not to draw a mantra on the hand, but to use the hand to become a kind of text, which ordinary people cannot understand. In particular, it is necessary to break the fingers into crooks and twists, and to change back and forth, just like a pair of hands to do something that can only be done by a thousand-armed Guanyin.

Shangyang's thin hand turned into a phantom, sometimes a lotus, sometimes a paintbrush, sometimes a net, and this kaleidoscope was in an instant.