When leaving from the top floor, the sky was a little darker, and the supervisor wanted to take Yun Yizi to take a tour of the Wangqi platform, and then make arrangements, if it was late today, I heard that Yun Yizi had just arrived in Chang'an in a fairy boat, and he had not rested, so he canceled the shopping activities and arranged a room for Yun Yizi to let him rest first.

Most of the Qi Watchers in Qin Tianjian are not short of money, and many Wangqi masters have houses outside, and some need to be resident in Qin Tianjian, so the Wangqi Observatory has left the sixth floor as a dormitory.

On the sixth floor, except for a corridor leading to the seventh floor, there are dense wooden doors, which are erected on the floor of the sixth floor in the form of a Qimen Bagua Array, and each door opens to a different small cave heaven.

The size of the cave is almost the same as that of a three-entry house, all of which are uniformly developed, and the decoration is divided into dozens of styles, such as the one where Yun Yizi lives is the bamboo forest cottage of the sage series.

Pushing open the wooden door, the first thing that catches your eye is a bamboo forest path, and you can see a small courtyard full of bamboo leaves after walking more than ten steps.

There are not many buildings in it, a two-story small bamboo building, and a bamboo pavilion on the edge of the small courtyard, and an additional well, which is all the buildings in the cave here.

Yun Yizi is still quite satisfied, this kind of small cave heaven has a great appetite for him, and he can't help but think back to life on the mountain.

Walking into the small bamboo building, the first floor is a living room, the side is the kitchen and bathroom, the upstairs is the master bedroom and study, there is no guest bedroom, the standard one-person living building.

Yun Yizi came to the master bedroom study to put down the cage, looked at the four bamboo walls, under the sight of the magic eye, you can see that there is a looming magic circle on the bamboo wall, the effect is to calm the mind.

The supervisor said that each small cave heaven was equipped with a small spirit gathering array, and the aura was uniformly provided by the lookout platform, and ordinary qi masters needed to pay 1,000 spirit stones per month, and the disciples of the three sects and hundreds of schools who came to practice also needed it.

In other words, Yun Yizi is not exempt from paying "natural gas".

The supervisor also mentioned it, and did not charge Yun Yizi in person, but he probably couldn't avoid it.

The pressure once again fell on Yun Yizi's head.

I didn't expect that even if I crossed, I couldn't escape the shadow of having to pay "rent".

"If you come, you will be safe. ”

Yun Yizi pulled over a bamboo chair and sat down, and took out a copy of "The Story that Dugu Eleven and the White-clothed Li Twelve Have to Say" from the cage.

After a few glances, Yun Yizi closed the book with a black face, careless, he took the wrong book, this is (delayed) American literature!

After Yun Yizi expelled the terrifying picture of Dugu Eleven snuggling in Li Twelve's arms, he took out a copy of "The Six Yuan Meeting of the Soldiers" and opened it.

Xiaodongtian also has a canopy, which will change the sky with the flow of time in the outside world, and of course it can also control itself.

Yun Yizi was addicted to reading, and did not study the function of Xiaodongtian, until the night was dark, and the stars were sparse before he put down the books in his hand.

I read it for half a night, I haven't finished reading it yet, the book is obviously only two fingers thick, but I can't finish it, this is probably the black technology of the Xianxia world.

At the end of the reading time, Yun Yizi took out the "Divine Technique" again and prepared to cultivate, it was time to improve some strength.

Yun Yizi's face was solemn, and he opened the "Divine Formula" seriously, and the pages of the book turned into a mirror, reflecting his face, which was also solemn.

It feels strange to look at yourself with your eyes and look at yourself.

Yun Yizi's face was slightly red, and God knows why he suddenly blushed when he looked at him.

The "Recipe for Entering the Spirit" is a contemplation method, and you must calm down in order to enter the state of cultivation.

Now that I blushed in the photo on the page, the weird feeling is even more obvious.

Yun Yizi couldn't help but touch his face and muttered, "I'm blushing?"

This is a question sentence, he just feels weird, and there is no so-called shame, why is he blushing?

Who are you?]

Just when he was puzzled, Zhihai suddenly felt as if he had been knocked out, and the sound of ancient vicissitudes of life rolled back.

Yun Yizi's consciousness was pulled into "Entering the Divine Formula".

The night passed in such a blur, Yun Yizi did not set up a retreat, and the morning light of the small cave sky woke Yun Yizi from his cultivation.

Yun Yizi closed the book and stood up, stretching his waist while reminiscing about the feeling of cultivating last night.

To be honest, he slept very soundly, and he didn't feel like cultivating at all, and after that "Who are you?" appeared, his consciousness began to drift.

"It's a weird book. ”

Yun Yizi shook his head, put away the "Divine Formula", and put the two books taken out of the desk back into the cage, planning to leave Xiaodongtian and welcome a new day.

After taking two steps, he turned back and put the cage on his back, while muttering, "If Ah Xue turns back, she may be angry if she sees that I am not carrying it." ”

Downstairs, Yun Yizi left the small courtyard without washing, the gentleman is clean, and he doesn't even need to go to the large size, and he washes clothes, which is very convenient.

Pushed open the wooden door at the end of the bamboo forest path, and came to the sixth floor of the Wangqi Platform, next to the door, there was a young man in white waiting on the side, and when he saw Yun Yizi, he said: "Gentleman Yuliang, silent in the lower leaves, on the order of the master, lead the gentleman to familiarize himself with the affairs of the Qintian supervisor." ”

"There's a friend of Lao Ye. Yun Yizi nodded, it's normal that the supervisor didn't show up today, after all, the dignified supervisor can't stop doing every day and drag himself around.

A certain prisoner on the top floor, who was drinking tea and reading a monthly magazine, rubbed his nose, stopped the idea of sneezing, and muttered: "Feng Lei that bastard is slandering me in the belly again?"

Yun Yizi followed Ye Buyu all the way to the first floor, which was divided into several areas by corridors extending in all directions, Ye Buyu had no desire to explain, and led the way silently all the way, and finally pushed open the door of a wing room.

The first thing I saw was a half-person-high counter, and a thin old man with a restrained breath was sleeping on the table.

Ye Buyu walked over and knocked on the counter: "Uncle Weng, register." ”

Uncle Weng opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at Yun Yizi, the Confucian disciple he had never seen, could it be that he ran out of Beiluo Academy to practice?

After thinking for a moment, Uncle Weng yawned again before getting up lazily, took down a palm-sized bronze token from the wall behind the counter, and somehow found a notepad and threw it on the counter.

"Name. Uncle Weng rubbed his eyes with one hand and grabbed the pen with the other.

"Yuliang. Yun Yizi responded.

Uncle Weng wrote down slowly, and then asked, "Origin?"

Yun Yizi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Does this have to be recorded?"

Uncle Weng nodded and said, "Of course, this is the rule. ”

Ye Buyu reminded on the side: "Uncle Weng, this is a gentleman from the Temple of Literature. ”

The few white hairs left on Uncle Weng's head suddenly exploded, he looked at Yun Yizi a few times in disbelief, and quickly got up to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was overworked last night and neglected the gentleman, I'm really sorry." ”

As he spoke, he glared at Ye Buyu again, as if he was blaming him for not reminding himself earlier.

Uncle Weng didn't record it anymore, he directly put his hands against the token, and said with a smile: "This is your waist card, as long as you leave a wisp of breath, I don't know which direction the gentleman wants to choose when he comes to Qintianjian to practice?"

Yun Yizi said: "Except for refining weapons and alchemy, it should be all right, but when I first came here, I hope someone can lead it." ”

Ye Buyu said again: "The master said to let me take you." ”

"In this way, it will trouble Ye Daoyou. ”

Ye Buyu nodded, he was not polite because of Yun Yizi's gentlemanly name, and said bluntly: "After the registration, let's go and get the task." ”

"Okay. "Yun Yizi doesn't understand anything, so he can only respond.

The two left, and Uncle Weng muttered, "It's strange, how could the gentleman from the Temple of Literature let Ye Buyu's little face be paralyzed to receive him?

The supervisor on the top floor squinted: "Who is slandering me again? Could it be that the wind is flying out and that kid has a problem with the reception? It shouldn't be, this kid is exquisite, he shouldn't make Xiao Yuliang angry, it must be the eight calves of the king of wind and thunder." ”