There is a pond in the northeast of the village, surrounded by poplar trees, and a secluded path on the ridge of the pond is the road leading to the school. He used to eavesdrop on the old bachelor's lectures, and Jiang Ye remembered that he was at the base of the wall, and the old bachelor was teaching the children to talk about "Cai Ge".

Picai Gexi, not seen for a day, such as March;

Bi Cai Xiaoxi, not seen for a day, such as three autumns;

Picai Aixi, not seen for a day, like three years old.

He spoke on the stage, and the children were reading it childishly below.

Later, the old man found him, and Jiang Ye inscribed a poem:

"Occasional"

Young people are easy to learn and difficult to learn, and every inch of time is indispensable.

I didn't feel the spring grass dream of the pond, and the sycamore leaves in front of the steps have autumn sounds.

The old man was greatly shocked and astonished, so he exempted him from his money, allowed him to come to the lecture every day, arranged a seat for him, and prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for him to use.

It's a pity that the world is unpredictable, since he learned about immortals, he gave up his studies and has been pursuing immortals ever since. And the old gentleman also died of poverty.

When he came to the edge of the pond, the poplar leaves fell all over the ground, and the sound of rustling was when he stepped on it. He remembers many women washing clothes here, a few old men fishing here, and children running and playing here when they go to and from school.

But at this time, the river was muddy and dark, and there was no longer the aura of the past, as if it had died with the people in the village.

He summoned the peony and flew into the water, where it soon picked up a dark pouch and floated up.

"It's still there." Jiang Ye was a little shocked. He ignored the rancid smell of the bag and held it in his hand.

He probed with his divine sense, and his divine thoughts entered the Qiankun bag without hindrance.

"Is the mark gone?" He muttered.

Before leaving, he played a small trick and threw the bag around the black-robed monk's waist into the water, and he did not hold out any hope for this trip. It seems that everything in the village has been searched by others, but I didn't expect it to be there.

He walked quickly to Zhao Jincheng's house, slashed the door lock with his sword, covered the door, and his divine sense roamed in the Qiankun bag.

After the monk puts a mark on the bag, it becomes fragile over time until it collapses. And some sigils will greatly reduce their power after the death of their owner.

Maybe it's because two years have passed, and the imprint in the bag is like paper, and a wisp of divine thought is enough to make it collapse.

There were more than 300 spirit stones, more than a dozen bottles of pills, as well as clothes, weapons and the like in the bag.

It's a pity that the pair of moon scimitars have been taken away by others, and the rest are mediocre weapons.

Jiang Ye sorted out some cheats, and there were only three books for him to read: Yang Detoxification of Yin, Thousands of Exercises, and Purple Liquid and Scarlet Blood.

They are the method of refining the poison pill and the detoxification method, the method that can change the appearance, and a strange cultivation method.

Purple liquid crimson blood is made of a piece of animal skin, which describes in detail a rough technique: that is, the essence of blood is refined into an essence similar to an elixir, and it can skyrocket its cultivation after taking it, and the refining techniques of various creatures are written in the book, such as humans, dragons, xuanwu, foxy, nine-headed birds, and Qingluan......

And also note: I have been immersed in this way for many years, when the real dragon, phoenix, unicorn, nine-tailed fox and other auspicious beasts as the top, human blood and demon beast blood second, I have practiced for more than 100 years, I have not been fortunate to hunt the dragon and phoenix, I am sad in this life, if there are people who preach my Tao in the future, they should remember this law and be cautious.

The method of refining the essence is written under the animal skin, and there is a motto from the founder of this set of exercises: Since Yu has practiced, he has seen many people who are talented and proud, and who are lucky, and he has also seen a large number of people whose qualifications are dull and Shen Shen cannot attain the Tao. This is the practice of stealing the heavens, seizing the creation, plundering the spiritual luck, twisting the yin and yang, and the changes are endless, and I can't peek into the abyss. However, there must be a harm to Baili, and there will be harm when you practice this skill, so you must keep your heart, and you must also have the elixir spirit treasure that stabilizes the soul, so as not to be eroded by blood and qi. Whew! What is the importance of a family's words? After more than ten years of hard work, everyone in the world takes this as a deserved, how do you know my original intention. If there are future generations who are limited by talent and difficult to survive in cultivation, they will occasionally achieve this skill, and they will be able to soar into the sky and reverse the world, and Yu will definitely smile. Notice:

It is not enough to regard me as an ant, and on the day of breaking the cocoon and becoming an immortal, I will capture the sky with one hand.

"This is the Demon Sect Technique!" Jiang Ye looked at this roll and said with a solemn expression.

If this exercise is exposed, the world will definitely continue to debate, not to mention the sinister nature of the practice, but the author of this exercise "everyone in the world should be punished for this" will know the consequences.

"This place is not to stay long." Jiang Ye put away this exercise and left this place with his sword, and came to a mountain cliff far away from the fireworks of the world.

After a few days, he memorized it, and transcribed a copy that was hidden in the crevices of the cliff, either in case of emergency, or for posterity. Burn the hides before leaving the place.

At this time, on a road in Tong County, Fucheng County, Yizhou, an old man of about 60 years old with white hair drove an ox cart and went straight to the southeast.

At this moment, a man dressed in a gray round-necked robe and a hat with a slight smile said to the old man, "Old man, can you give me a ride?"

When the old man saw him in his twenties, he asked, "Lang Jun, where are you going?"

He handed over a piece of broken silver and said, "I drift with the wind, and I will go wherever you go."

Sitting on the cart, Jiang Ye looked at the strictly guarded city gate and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man waved his whip: "Don't mention it, it is said that a group of people died on the mountains between Yizhou and Panzhou, and the county order is eager to turn over our entire county, it is really rare to die in this year."

Jiang Ye sneered: "I lost my beloved thing, no wonder I was angry."

The ox cart walked slowly, and Jiang Ye lay on the straw laid on the cart and looked at the sky leisurely.

It was nearly dusk, the world was covered with gild, and the clouds of fire burned in the west like burning charcoal.

Wandering clouds, glow, breeze, poetry.

Accompanied by a somewhat bumpy ox cart, Jiang Ye asked, "Old man, is there any good place to go around here?"

"A good place to go?" After thinking about it, the old man replied, "If you talk about prosperity, Chenzhou should be the best place in the vicinity; If you talk about the beautiful scenery, Liuzhou's Merlin is a must; As for eating, presumably Panzhou's steamed beef, stuffed osmanthus, and Hu cake are more famous. ”

"Where are the demons and monsters?" Jiang Ye asked.

The old man looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Why did Lang Jun ask about this?"

Jiang Ye said with a smile: "I can't hide it, I am a disciple of the Baile Sect, and I was ordered to go down the mountain to exterminate the demons."

"Hundred Luck Sect?" The old man bent down in fright, "Old and stupid, I can't recognize the immortal." ”

Jiang Ye said: "It's good if you just say where there are demons."

The old man pointed to the northeast and said: "On this trip, after Guizhou, Shaozhou, Tanzhou, Jiangzhou, and outside the Yang Dynasty, there is a smoke-free place, where demons are rampant and sparsely populated, but it is too dangerous."

"How many miles are you going here?" Jiang Ye asked.

"This is a long way to go to the mountains, and the road is dangerous, about 500 miles."

"Thank you!" Jiang Ye replied.

Then he took off his sword and headed straight to the northeast.

"The old man sent the immortal chief." The old man bowed and bowed.