At five o'clock in the evening, the golden color of this tall building complex is infected, and the autumn evening breeze blows the orange maple leaves, spreading on the campus roads and benches, like a golden carpet.

"Whew." Bai Yujing exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his eyes from the bench under the huge willow tree, and a strange brilliance dissipated.

"It's a rare good weather, there's no one in the school anymore, it's so quiet." Getting up and stretching his waist, Bai Yujing looked at the teaching buildings around him, moved his hands and feet, and began to look at Gu Liu behind him.

This centuries-old ancient willow is tied with wisps of prayer red silk accumulated over the years in the small square between the four teaching buildings.

It has been three days since the thunderstorm that shook the campus, and although the school did not mention anything, rumors have long been scattered in all corners, saying that there are all kinds of killers, what killers have infiltrated the school, what negative people have been struck by lightning, and some people even say that there are monks who are crossing the catastrophe, and the speed of the Internet is vividly reflected at this moment.

The school had no choice but to come forward to clarify the matter, but it was just a girl who was frightened, and she didn't remember anything. But most of the students still wondered what was going on, and even mixed in with the rumor that the killer might not be human from nowhere, exacerbated the panic.

The arrival of the National Day and the recent accumulation of pressure in this small city have made most students choose to go home together, just like the live-action version of the British animated film "Chicken Run", Bai Yujing has always felt that this movie labeled as a comedy should be a real weird horror film, and I was so scared that I couldn't sleep after watching it when I was a child, and there was a great psychological shadow on it.

Bai Yujing has nowhere to go, there is no one at home, her mother works in another city far from home, and as for her father, it is another bad debt about family divorce. I don't have to cook by myself if I just stay in school, and there is nothing wrong with not being able to go out of school, and I can adapt to it.

As for the other reason, Bai Yujing raised his palm, his index finger and his middle finger, a trace of mist gathered, and a small round ball exuded a strange brilliance on his fingertips.

Thousands of miles of dust... Bai Yujing cultivated for a while. The ball dispersed, Bai Yujing rubbed his messy hair, he couldn't explain anything to himself, when the fantasy of the past came into reality, it was really too bizarre, and there was some unexplained fear.

At first glance, it is not much different from secular books, like a text that was taken out in the printing room, but under closer inspection, it is a real sword trick. The only problem is that this sword technique is not an ordinary martial arts style, but an immortal method that requires the mobilization of aura.

Thinking of Bai Yujing, who had encountered many times recently, although he was very skeptical of the authenticity of all this, he still tried it contradictoryly. There is no difficulty in getting started, everything fits perfectly, as if this sword recipe is tailor-made for yourself. Bai Yujing finally kept this matter in his heart and didn't say anything to anyone.

For more than a month, Bai Yujing has been able to perfectly control the perception ability of things called inspiration through the content of the book, and the limit is ten miles, which is about to cover the entire campus.

"What are you going to do?" A sigh, unable to see the future road, in the end I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"Boy, you are very greedy, you are so immortal, but you are still so self-pitying! It's really an angry old man! A young but old-fashioned voice came from an unknown place.

Bai Yujing's heart sank, he was sure that he hadn't seen anyone before, and he hadn't sensed anyone's arrival, so who was talking now? Or rather, not people?

Bai Yujing was a little surprised, although there have always been strange things in this world, but he has never had anything to do with him as an ordinary person before, and he has not had a single so-called strange event in the past nineteen years, but now such an idea naturally appeared.

"Above, above, boy, meditate on the old man's territory every day and share the aura with the old man, but never look up? It's rude. Bai Yujing looked up in the direction of the voice, and a green thing was lying on the slender branches of the willow tree, waving his hand impatiently.

What a thing! Approaching science didn't say it, if Bai Yujing could see his expression, he would definitely not be able to believe that his brows could be wrinkled like this, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously, and he couldn't accept the situation in front of him at all.

"Stinky boy, what kind of expression do you have, have you cultivated your brain!" The green thing dissipated from the branches, and reunited on the top of the chair, Bai Yujing saw it clearly, it was a little green man half a foot tall, with a green body, tufts of willow, and most of the head and body, looking like a small hand and feet, like, a little green baby?

Bai Yujing was speechless, he had never expected such a thing to exist in the school, and he didn't know how to accept it, after all, this was beyond his cognition in the past eighteen years.

"Oh, I see, you're a beginner in cultivation, and you've never seen such a spiritual thing as an old man, right?" The green baby clasped his hands and looked proud.

Bai Yujing stared at this spiritual object, thinking about it for a while, this senior seems to know a little more than himself, after all, he still feels better than himself, could it be that God heard his complaint and sent a "person" who can solve his doubts? Then I must go back and burn high incense, and increase the performance of the gods and goddesses.

"Ahem, this senior, is there anything you can teach? The younger brother is indeed new to cultivation, and everything is inexplicable. Bai Yujing immediately changed to a flattering tone.

"Well, the son can be taught, tell me what you want to ask, the old man is the spirit of this willow tree, is the tree spirit, although it is not particularly powerful now, but he still has a lot of insights into cultivation, you call the old man Liu senior."

This remark seemed to be very useful to the dryad, and he nodded frequently.

"Yes, Senior Liu is looking at the avenue in sight, can you point me out, what can you talk about."

Bai Yujing continued to tinker with his rainbow fart, looking at Bai Yujing's admiring look, the tree spirit became even more angry.

"Well, for your sake, I'll talk to you about it."

"Now that you have just entered the cultivation and can start to use spiritual power, the old man will not tell you about the operation of this basic cultivation method, so I will tell you a little bit about the realm of the Eastern thaumaturgical realm."

"The Realm of Knowing Micro, the Realm of Dust, and the Realm of Nirvana are the divisions of today's Eastern thaumaturgical realm, but after the last incident, the realm has been reshuffled. On our side, we are mainly led by monks, and there are missionaries, witchers, and knights abroad. ”

"And those who have just set foot in cultivation need to use a set of exercises step by step, deepen their own cultivation, and also need to consider whether they are beginners, worship the dock, as for the specific operation..."

Senior Liu paused for a long time when he said this, his cheeks were slightly rosy, and he spit out another sentence, "The rest will wait for you to practice well, and I will tell you when you know the micro realm." ”

Bai Yujing is a little strange, before he can say a word, there is no more? The senior Liu in front of him doesn't seem to be much of a "senior", so it seems that it hasn't been born for long? But I'm more dish-eaten.

Senior Liu seemed to see this careful thought, and the redness of the two lumps became more and more obvious, but he still snorted stiffly, "Boy, you can't chew too much, and you don't want to think about the old man's hundreds of years of trees for nothing?" If you have nothing to do, get out! ”

As soon as he heard this, Bai Yujing suddenly became a little anxious, and he still had some doubts and didn't ask! As soon as he was about to speak, Senior Liu had already dissipated.

Bai Yujing had no choice but to swallow the question back, and turned away faintly, and Senior Liu's fluttering voice came, "By the way, don't go to the small lake of the school recently, where the feng shui is not very good now." ”

Bai Yujing asked a few words suspiciously, but there was no response, so as not to be thought by others that the school had stumbled into a self-talking neurosis, he left in a hurry, anyway, it was impossible for the big willow tree to run on long legs.

As Bai Yujing gradually moved away, an old man wearing a pure white robe slowly turned out from behind the tree, and the lotus petals of the robe kept swaying with the old man's movements, I don't know if it was because of the old man's range of movement or the lotus flower was swaying in the robe.

"Good work."

"It's not hard work, it's Xiao Ling's honor to do things for the Venerable Master!" Senior Liu, who had just dissipated, was standing behind the old man with a smile at the moment.

"It's just a little stupid, the play is too rough."

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