Zhang Yu raised his hand and gently held Miao Danjun to catch it. He looked at it, and after a long sleep, the little ocelot hadn't changed much, just slightly larger than before.

This is not surprising, because Miao Danjun did not completely pass the juvenile stage, and the size of this innate spiritual creature sometimes changes in order to adapt to the environment.

Being smaller means not being seen as a threat, being better able to hide and conceal, as well as being more agile and agile.

The difference is that perhaps it was the previous days of feeding on pills, and the spirituality on Miao Danjun's body had really grown a lot, and the layer of colored light outside his body was floating like mist, and there seemed to be many fine and bright crystal chips inside, which were gently brushed with his hand, and then fluttered together.

He rubbed Miao Danjun's head a few times, and was about to put it down, but the little thing clung to his sleeve and refused to go down, and let out a childish meow.

Through the heart lake, he immediately understood its meaning, which was that he couldn't stay at home after sleeping for a long time.

He thought about it for a moment, and then strode out of the residence with Miao Danjun.

After exiting the door, he walked northwest along the avenue, and soon a high platform appeared in front of him.

This place is called "Lanyue Platform", it is the second highest place in the school palace, only slightly lower than Kuiwen Hall, sometimes there will be some teachers in the school palace to invite the moon to drink together, looking at the homeland from afar.

When he arrived, it was sunset, standing here, you can clearly see the whole Ruiguang, at this moment the night has not yet completely fallen, but the stars and lights have been lit up, the sunset between the sea and the sky renders a rich color level, magnificent and gorgeous.

This place is spacious enough, and the line of sight is also broad, he put Miao Danjun down, came to the edge of the high platform, greeted the evening breeze, and looked into the distance with his sleeves.

Miao Danjun was also squatting at his feet, his ears moving slightly, looking at this scene curiously and cautiously.

Zhang Yu suddenly found at this time that although he had been in Ruiguang for a long time, he had never really painted the whole picture of the city.

After thinking about it for a while, he came to sit down in a pavilion not far away, and then took out a booklet and a few special paintbrushes, and traced them here.

Beyond ordinary people's senses, he sees many things that ordinary people can't see, and his quick thinking makes his movements and reactions extremely fast, which makes the painting richer in content and more detailed.

However, his movements are not slow at all, and his brushstrokes are delicate and accurate, and he completes the painting when the clouds spread across the sky have not completely faded.

This is a long scroll, which completely accommodates Ruiguang City, but in his booklet, only a part of each page can be seen, and more than a dozen pages need to be cut down and put together to see the whole picture.

This also means that his heart is full of light and fragmented Ruiguang City.

When he reached out to put away the paintbrush that had been used on the stone table, he felt a slight strangeness, and when he turned his head, Miao Danjun was holding the paintbrush with one paw and meowing at him.

Zhang Yu's heart turned around, and he immediately understood what it meant, so he looked to the side, and Miao Danjun immediately jumped, jumped a few times, came to a railing and squatted down, and his tail was raised high, with his back to the entire magnificent world.

Zhang Yu picked up the paintbrush, and in a short time, he sketched out the image of a little leopard cat, with golden hair, colorful dazzling lights, and the magnificent background behind it, all of which were presented on the paper together.

After finishing the painting, he put down the pen, the golden shadow flashed, and Miao Danjun was already running over quickly, his tail standing up and shaking, and he looked at his portrait curiously.

Zhang Yu simply put up the album and put it there for its own enjoyment, while he stepped aside and looked at the Beiqi Mountain not far away.

When he went to see Xiang Chun in the affairs hall before, the latter told him that with his cultivation at the moment, it stands to reason that he should go to meet Xuanshou in person, but Xuanshou is now in retreat, so he can't see him, but at the end of the year, Xuanshou will be out of the customs, and he will arrange it for him at that time.

In fact, not seeing the Xuanshou is not very important to him, and it is better if the Xuanshou does not come out, which means that no one can arrange anything for him, he just needs to arrange his own cultivation.

After standing here for a while, seeing that the sky had completely darkened, he returned to the pavilion, stretched out his hand and rubbed Miao Danjun, who was still admiring himself when he was squatting there, and said, "Go back." ”

He put the album away and put it in his pocket, and then walked down the stage, and Miao Danjun jumped lightly from the stone table and followed him back to his residence.

Soon, more than ten days passed, and the time entered the second half of October.

Zhang Yu spent most of his time practicing in his residence, and sometimes he would go to Xuanwen Hall to look for clues to the stone slab, and although he had some gains, he found that some of the runes involved more than a dozen indigenous languages of remote tribes.

Although he could make out the origin of these languages at a superficial level, if he wanted to release the runes inside, he would undoubtedly need a deeper understanding, which would require re-study.

With his current understanding, it is not difficult to learn something, and it can be done with a little effort and time.

It was only to him that Almotai's words before he died showed that he knew the origin of this thing and had received some benefits from it.

Judging from this person's past experience, he was not a knowledgeable person, and he would not have recognized the above language, so the only explanation left was that he relied on supernatural instincts.

After the robe is highly compatible with the person, the owner of the robe is equivalent to mastering a part of the power of the other gods, and can even understand many things that he does not understand for no reason, and Almotai should be the same.

From this, there is no doubt that this tablet is related to the gods of this continent.

He thought for a moment, believing that if he followed this direction, he would eventually be able to unlock the secret.

Towards the end of the month, Zhang Yu was invited to go to a auction market and sold the whole of the snail horn giant mountain white cow, except for a part of the Xuanfu, the rest of the return was still rich.

During this period, out of luck, he bought a few statues, and to his surprise, one of the statues contained a little source energy.

After some research, he found that the idol still belonged to Imitri, the god of plague.

This made him wonder a little, so far, he had come into contact with many idols, but why was only the idol of the god of plague with source energy hidden on it?

Or is there something unique about this deity?

After some deep thought, he couldn't help but have a conjecture in his heart, and in order to verify it, he asked Li Qinghe to go around to buy the idol of the plague god.

Due to the demise of the plague gods, many indigenous tribes who believed in the plague gods secretly hid or destroyed the idols, although some sold them to antique dealers as antiquities. Of course, some of them may not be able to tell which god the idol in their hands belongs to.

Therefore, his acquisition this time was very smooth, and in just a few days, he received more than 100 statues of all kinds and types, and there were three of them containing source energy.

After detailed investigation, Zhang Yu found that two of them still belonged to the plague god Imitri, while the other belonged to Miqiuri, the god of love.

This time, he combined the previously discovered items containing source energy to sum up an important commonality.

That is, most of the items that contain the source energy are ancient and legendary.

For example, the god of plagues, he is the protagonist of ancient epics, many tribes have his stories to tell, and he is also an ancient god who existed in the last era, so many gods have a history of thousands of years.

As for Mi Qiuri, the god of love, the same is true.

The story of this god is quite widespread, and many legends say that marriages between tribes are inseparable from this god, and even the union between gods and mortal things is also mixed with his figure, so although this god is not as good as Imitri, it is also well known among the natives.

Another evidence here is the strange skeleton collected from the medicine store before, and from the clues that were inquired about later, there are many traces of human worship around the bone pit, so it is likely that this strange monster had an extraordinary reputation during his lifetime, and was even worshipped as a god.

However, the fate of these spiritual creatures is not always good, and most of them will become the target of the indigenous warriors, as a sacrifice to please the gods they worship.

The sacrificial pit at the foot of the Peak of the Church is filled with such spiritual creatures.

However, Zhang Yu is also clearly aware that there are still very few places he has been to, and there are not many items with source energy that he has come into contact with, and perhaps not all items with source energy are like this, but at present, this commonality at least gives him a clear direction, and there are deficiencies, which can be slowly made up for in the future.

In the next ten days, he followed this clue to search for source energy, and gained something one after another, although the source energy obtained was not much, but it made him feel very good.

If he could, he hoped that this would last a little longer, so that he could accumulate more divine elements.

However, he could feel that these days, the turbidity tide had subsided a little.

Those who do not want to see the resumption of contact between the Metropolitan Protectorate and the mainland must be making the final preparations, and the collision of the conservative and the radical may come at any time.

And in mid-November, there was movement in Xuanfu, and a Xuan Xiu came to invite him on the order of Xiang Chun, saying that the head of Xuan had already left the customs and wanted to invite him to meet him.

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