Zhao Yingyun refused to participate in their reception banquet, which made the few people who had prepared a lot of doubts in their hearts, followed by an inexplicable anger.

After carefully discussing all night, the people who were ready to prepare the banquet thought of the rhetoric in various situations, but the other party refused.

Even Yin Wushou, he himself had persuaded Li Heipi, who had killed the monkey, to calm down, and after hearing Zhao Yingyun's refusal, he also scolded: "...... Tiandu Mountain disciples are amazing? Look down on us, the monks in the Hanging Corner Tower, and provoke me, and turn you into a corpse puppet......"

But Zhao Chengyun didn't come, and they had no choice, after being angry, they could only keep this breath in their hearts and wait for the opportunity to come back.

As for the county magistrate Zhu Puyi, he didn't come, because he also invited Zhao Yingyun when he invited him, and he heard that Zhao Yingyun would also go, so he naturally agreed.

However, he was scared in his heart, so he came to Zhao Yingyun before leaving, and wanted to go with him, but Zhao Chengyun said that he would not go, so he naturally did not dare to go.

I can only say that I suddenly have a bad stomach, so I don't go.

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However, since the heavy rain that night, the weather in Wuze County has been sunny, and it seems that the rainy season in the Nanling area has passed.

Zhao Yingyun completes his own cultivation in the courtyard every day, reciting the Red Flame Mantra once and sacrificing a lamp.

Then it's about reading books and cultivating the Fa.

In the dojo, he focused on practicing sword fighting and needle control.

The sword technique is to use oneself as a container, and combine the will of heaven and earth into one's own will, so that the goal changes with one's own will.

The sword duel is a fundamental and a framework, and many spells can be filled into it.

The opening words of the sword and soldier technique are to say: "All the laws are in my heart, for my sword soldiers!" ”

What he is practicing now is the sword and soldier technique, which is combined with the divine power of the 'Red Flame Divine Monarch', and then combined with the 'burning' character spell.

He himself sacrificed a statue of the Red Flame Divine Monarch, and it was naturally very easy to sense the divine power of the Red Flame Divine Monarch, and now he was in the dojo established with the Red Monarch as the foundation.

He could feel the dryness of the flames.

He sat in the middle of the nave, and in the courtyard stood a wooden pole, on which hung a cloth, and swayed in the breeze.

He was calm, his left hand clenched into a fist around his left waist, and the fingers of his right hand were inserted into the fist of his left hand.

Like a sword in a sheath.

Suddenly he pulled out his fingers, like a sword, or a baton, and pointed at the grass in the yard, and at the same time a deep voice poured out of his chest and abdomen.

"Burn!"

The sound and the pointing of the sword, at this moment, his will represented the order of the entire dojo.

The dojo is also equivalent to a small world.

The grass burned in an instant.

Zhao Chengyun was happy in his heart, he had practiced the 'burning' spell for a long time, but he had not been able to cultivate this 'burning' spell.

I had only done it in Zhu Puyi's dreams before, but now it is in reality.

"No wonder the Taoist master once said that anyone must learn to preach the ashram, and a monk's dojo is not only a place of physical and mental peace, but also a place of cultivation."

"Creating an environment conducive to cultivation is a great help for comprehending spells."

He felt the rhyme of 'burning', and he felt the 'divine might' of extreme rejection of yin and evil.

Feel it with your own self and mind, and slowly it will form a mark.

This kind of mark is called a 'talisman'.

To build a foundation, it is necessary to condense a natal talisman in the body through the combination of true evil and Xuanguang, so as to form a fundamental qualitative change and build the foundation of the Dao.

And from the time he obtained that piece of lightning striking jujube wood, he used it to carve the statue of 'Chijun', so he was destined to have more opportunities to experience 'fire'.

Therefore, the first magic weapon he refined, the 'Fire Needle', was also a fire attribute, and the dojo he built was also a 'flame' dojo.

He knew very well in his heart that he would build a foundation in the future, and probably the talisman seeds condensed in his body would also be related to flames.

There is nothing wrong with this, and before forming the talisman seed, the more things you perceive, the more mysterious the condensed talisman seed will be, and the more magical powers you can obtain.

Another day passed, and he realized that the change he was waiting for might be coming.

Because on this day, a merchant came to the county.

Among them, the proprietor, the buddies and the dart master and some miscellaneous people add up, a total of eighteen people.

The owner of the caravan was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, slightly fat, but his face was full of wind and frost from walking in the rivers and lakes, and a smiling face.

His caravan carried seven wagons of goods.

The cars are loaded with daily necessities brought from other places, and they all look exquisite.

Since Wuze County was incorporated into the Great Zhou Kingdom, there have been caravans that dared to come, and they used to go out to purchase by themselves.

This is because their atmosphere here is really bad, because people who come here to sell things often lose both money and money, and the goods are robbed, and even people are left behind.

It's been better these years, but there are still fewer caravans.

When the caravan, the Great Wind Firm, arrived, and sold out all the goods in just three days.

But after selling out, they did not leave, but began to receive the goods.

As we all know, it is impossible for a merchant to sell goods empty, and he must bring local specialties to sell elsewhere.

What are the special goods in Wuze County that can be transported to other places and are easier to sell?

Zhao Yingyun didn't know, but he knew that these merchants would definitely know.

To Zhao Yingyun's surprise, they actually began to collect Gu seeds, Yin ghosts, and some materials unique to the fog here.

For example, poison, such as some fine stones.

There is also a kind of tree here, called Yin willow, which grows in the damp water, likes yin but does not like yang, if the year is more than 30 years, its center is used as the flagpole of the Yin Flag (flag).

Of course, they also collect some local medicinal liquor and insect wine.

The things collected were very miscellaneous, and he couldn't see the purpose, and Zhao Yingyun was wondering if he was thinking wrong.

Until he saw the daughter of the proprietor of the trading house.

The woman looked like she was in her twenties, and Zhao Yingyun could be sure that she hadn't seen it, but for some reason the moment she saw her, she had a sense of familiarity.

When she got out of the carriage and looked at the onlookers from Wuze County, she saw Zhao Yingyun standing outside the crowd.

The eyes of the two met, and Zhao Yingyun knew where his sense of familiarity came from.

What is familiar is not the woman's appearance, but the kind of temperament on her body, like a cat.

Her slender figure resembled that of a white cat.

Her eyes, in particular, were very similar to those of the white cat.

Although she only touched her eyes, she looked away as if nothing happened, but Zhao Yingyun had already seen what she wanted to see.

So he went back to the ashram, took out his pen and ink, and began to paint.

He drew a bird, and the ink dyed all the feathers on the bird's body black.

When it was dark, he cut off the nightingale with scissors, went to the window facing the front yard, opened it, closed the other doors and windows at the same time, and returned to the wicker chair in the nave, half-chaired.

Close the paper bird in the palm of your hand and close your eyes.

He contemplated in his mind the appearance of the nightingale bird.

In the past, in order to practice the transformation of the nightingale bird, he once raised one with his own hands, raised it from childhood to adulthood, observed its habits, and groomed its feathers.

He also dissected dead birds, observed the skeletons of viscera, and studied painting with a famous painter in the city, especially birds.

In the palm of his hand, this paper bird suddenly moved, from thin to full, and it seemed to grow skeletons and feathers inside, supporting the whole body.

"Tsk!"

A birdsong sounded, Zhao Yingyun opened his eyes, and at the same time separated his hands, a plump nightingale bird, kicked on his hand, jumped lightly into the air, flapped its wings from the open window behind it, and flew into the night sky.

A little bit of mystery, a little thought sustenance.

The nightingale flew through the air, passing through most of Wuze County, and soon came to the residence where the gang of merchants was.

The merchant rented a few terraced houses, but did not enter the county, and the mules were untied.

At night, in those rooms, the lights were on in every room, and then you could see people on the windowsill, and you could hear different people talking inside, even making fists in dialect.

The nightingale that Zhao Yingyun had transformed listened to for a while, then fell from the tree next to him to the roof, and then got into it from the eaves.

I happened to see a few people sitting there eating and drinking, but those people moved stiffly, and only one of them kept changing his voice and talking, and he looked vivid.

Zhao Yingyun immediately understood that this person was good at ventriloquism, imitating the voices of everyone, and those who were sitting there with stiff bodies were all dummies.

It's also a transfiguration thing, but the person who is good at ventriloquism has too much to transmogrify, so his body is stiff, but he can't tell the difference at all when he closes the window and just looks at the shadow on the window.

He flew out and came to another room where there was only one person, and there was a man writing something at his desk.

After seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that it was also an illusion dummy.

Where did they go?

Zhao Yingyun didn't know, so he waited on the tree next to him, and after a while, the lights went out, as if the people inside were resting and sleeping.

As the day dawned, he noticed that the house was suddenly popular.

He came to the eaves again, but saw real people.

He was slightly puzzled, so he looked at the ground and found that the soil was soft.

So I immediately thought of the Earth Walk.

Some people who are gifted in a certain aspect can learn some escape methods early, such as the Earth Walking Technique, which can also be performed through talismans.

Judging from the soil in that room, these people either used the talisman to perform the earth spell and left, or they had their own earth spells.

He wanted to hear what the men had to say, but when they came back, they didn't talk about anything else, and after a while, they went to bed.

However, Zhao Zhiyun knew that with their current cultivation, the Earth Movement Technique could not travel too far underground, and the same was true for the Fu Clan.

The direction must have been in the mountains outside the city, and it was impossible to go to the city, so he flew in the sky and began to patrol back and forth in the distance he had estimated in his mind.

Finally, he saw a new mass of soil in a forest.

The new soil was like a burial bag, bulging and soft, and the soil looked like an ant's nest, very fine.

He knew that this was the soil that had been refined by spells, and that it should have come out of here when those people performed earth exercises.

When a glimmer of light appeared in the sky, the nightingale flew back to the small courtyard dojo, and the moment it got into the window, it burst into flames, turning into ashes and falling from the void.

And Zhao Yingyun, who had been lying there all night, stood up and began to do morning classes.

During the day, he walked around in the alleys of the county, feeling the humanistic atmosphere here and seeing the living conditions of the people here.

Every time I go and watch it, I feel that everyone is really suffering.

is busy all day long, but is just working hard for food and clothing, the key is that even if you work so hard, it is still difficult to achieve food and clothing.

He saw that many people were wearing tattered clothes, some children were not well dressed, and many adults here did not wear shoes.

Even those who raise Gu Yin and have spells are not necessarily very good, and their food and clothing are extremely ordinary and simple.

They are like insects in the barren mountains, struggling to live.

He walked through a lot of houses, sometimes stopping and listening quietly, and could hear the chirping of some Gu worms in the house.

The people here raise Gu, just like a kind of life.

Moreover, I don't know where there is a trend that people here like to use the discarded Gu to make wine and drink.

Of course, there are also some spiritual halls and little ghosts, these are all spells that the disciples of Xuanmen disdain to practice.

But it was very popular here, and he also found that children often died here, not only teenagers, but also babies.

But no one was buried when they died, they all went to raise ghosts.

There are even mothers who have raised their deceased children into little ghosts, and they don't think there's anything wrong with that.

Zhao Yingyun saw these in his eyes, and he could only sigh in his heart.

That night, he drew a nightingale again, cut it out, and went to the grove to wait.

After the sky had completely darkened, about an hour later, a man suddenly emerged from the ground.

When the man came out, the dirt in that place rose up like water.

One by one, people came out.

Among them is the woman who Zhao Yingyun feels like a cat.

After they came out, they walked quietly through the forest one by one, and they seemed to have a very strong purpose.

The nightingale flew in the woods, quietly following them.

When they came to the edge of a swamp, each of them took a pill, which was supposed to be a poison-repelling pill.

Because there is a strong obstacle here.

But at this moment, each of them took out a talisman, and the glimmer of the talisman flickered, and then one by one they disappeared in the darkness.

Hidden?

Zhao Chengyun found that he couldn't see them, so he flew forward directly, but after flying for a while, he felt powerless.

The paper nightingale has reached the limit of what it can reach.

The nightingale suddenly turned into a paper bird in the air and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Zhao Yingyun opened his eyes, and then went out from the door in the middle of this compound to the front yard, and then climbed over the wall.

He didn't practice any hidden form, and even if he was a master of transfiguration, he couldn't turn his heavy body into a cat, a bird, or something like that.

Therefore, he could only go towards the place where his paper warbler had transformed in his flesh.

As for why that woman can transform into a cat, she either has a unique secret method or has some kind of talent.

He soon came to the place where his paper warbler had fallen.

Suddenly, I heard a 'haha' laugh in the distance.

"Hahaha, I already knew that you were not a trader, and after waiting for you for a long time, I fed you all worms today......"