In front of the main hall of Jingshui Peak, a little girl took a broom and silently cleaned in front of the main hall. If you want to say why Jun Cha came to Jingshui Peak to do this, it is because of the dead bird before, Xiao Fei.

Since that day Jun Cha and Xiao Fei got married, Xiao Fei flew to find Jun Cha when he had nothing to do, and Xiao Fei's owner was the old man who was cooking things on the hillside before, and he was a monk in the middle of Jindan, because Yuan Shou was about to die in Jingshui Peak and was responsible for guarding the Book Pavilion.

Seeing that Xiao Fei likes Jun Tea, he transferred Jun Tea to Jingshui Peak to be a sweeper, and fed Xiao Fei by the way, and there are ten lower grade spirit stones to receive every month.

At first, Jun Cha really didn't want to see this dead bird, greedy and naughty.

"Xiaofei, come over for dinner. Juncha Xiaofei beckoned to Xiaofei and motioned for him to come down and eat.

Xiao Fei, hovering over the main hall, slowly fell and pecked Jun Cha's bun. Stretching out its neck, the crane's beak "slipped" to eat the small fish in the bowl. One after another, like a soulless rice bucket, a batch of fish was slammed, and the fish in the bowl quickly bottomed out.

After eating, Xiao Fei let out a few crisp crane chirps, pecked Jun Cha's hair bun, and flew to the top of the main hall, combed his crane feathers, and watched Jun Cha clean up his things and sweep the floor.

To say that Xiao Fei's most speechless habit is that I don't know why I always like to peck at my own bun, at the end of the day, the bun that I combed in the morning will go back in the evening, and it will be a mess. Juncha tried to help it correct this habit, but it seemed to have little effect. At this point, Juncha no longer combs her hair bun, just takes a hairband and ties it twice.

Seeing that the main hall was basically cleaned, Juncha sat under the tree with a broom, took out a pot of sake, and drank two sips. Speaking of drinking, although I also liked to drink with Lan Feng when I was in Mingping City, but now I drink every day, which I learned from Xiaofei's master, Ming Yuan Zhenren.

Since getting along with one person and one crane, Juncha feels that he has not learned the good ones, but the bad ones have learned everything. Unkempt, go straight out with a headband, and drink, that's not because they learned it.

Seeing Jun Cha drinking under the tree, Xiao Fei fluttered his wings and flew in front of Jun Cha, raising dust.

"Phew, don't drop your feathers in my wine. Jun Cha waved his hand in disgust.

Xiao Fei's bright crane eyes looked at Jun Cha, touched the wine pot with the crane's beak, and then automatically opened his mouth widely, waiting for Jun Cha to feed.

"No, no, I fed you once last time, and you made Jingshui Peak into a miasma, if it weren't for Ming Yuan Zhenren selling his face, you would have been a dish by now, oh, no, maybe it's not even a dish, it should have been a bone by now." ”

remembered that the last time I fed Xiao Fei a wine, it made people turn on their backs, and even the peak master of Jingshui Peak, Yuan Qing Zhenren, was alarmed, even if he gave Jun Cha ten guts, he didn't dare to feed it to drink anymore.

Jun Cha put away the wine jug and picked up the broom and continued to clean, the hall was cleaned three times in the morning, noon and evening, and now it is only afternoon, take advantage of this time to sweep for a while, and it will be much easier to sweep again at night.

Xiao Feifei, who had no wine to drink, flew up and pecked Jun Cha twice, and then flew to the top of the main hall and combed his feathers.

This dead bird was ruthless enough, and Jun Cha felt that his head hurt.

After the sweeping mission in the evening, Jun Cha beckoned Xiaofei and took it back to Ming Yuan Zhenren.

"Thank you for your hard work, girl, Xiaofei is naughty again. Ming Yuan Zhenren's hoarse voice said affirmatively.

Ming Yuan Zhenren coughed a few times, the old man's back was stretched long in the sunset, Ming Yuan Zhenren beckoned to Xiao Fei, and went back with Xiao Fei.

Before I met Ming Yuan Zhenren, although I knew that the monk would also die due to the exhaustion of Yuan Shou, but when I really saw it, I always had an indescribable feeling, which was very strange.

The next day, Juncha came to Jingshui Peak to sweep the floor with a broom as usual.

After sweeping the ground, feeding Xiaofei, and having nothing to do, Jun Cha took out the talisman pen and talisman paper, planning to draw a few spirit runes, practice makes perfect, and improve his talisman level.

As soon as Ming Yuan Zhenren came to the main hall of Jingshui Peak, he saw the little girl concentrating on drawing spiritual talismans under the tree. The focused look reminded him of himself back then.

"Make a decision with your pen, don't be gentle, the aura output is even, and the divine consciousness is traction. ”

Jun Cha was trying to draw a high-grade fireball talisman, and Ming Yuan Zhenren, who didn't know when he walked to Jun Cha's side, began to point out Jun Cha.

Jun Cha suddenly refreshed, every time he used to draw a high-grade talisman, he hesitated every time, not decisive enough, worried about failure.

The steady spiritual power is slowly output by the traction of the divine sense. After drawing the last stroke, the medium-grade fireball charm is completed. Jun Cha believes that he will be able to draw a high-grade fireball talisman next time.

Jun Cha got up and saluted Ming Yuan Zhenren, "Thank you Zhenren." ”

"It's okay, I'm just here to see Xiaofei. Ming Yuan Zhenren walked towards Xiao Fei, who was standing in front of the main hall.

Since he knew that Ming Yuan Zhenren knew the way of talisman making, Jun Cha took the opportunity to humbly ask for talisman knowledge from time to time, and Ming Yuan Zhenren also occasionally gave advice, intentionally or unintentionally.

Since Ming Yuan Zhenren was willing to give advice, Jun Cha didn't believe that he didn't have the idea of letting himself go on the runway, and he smiled happily when he thought of this.

Ming Yuan Zhenren: "You girl also has some talent for making talismans. When I was young, I also studied talismans for a while, but my talent was limited, and I was able to reach the level of a five-grade talisman maker. But I still did it to guide you for a while, old man. ”

Ming Yuan's old face looked at Jun Cha with a little warmth.

"Do you know why there are only a handful of people who have reached the sixth rank or higher in the Immortal Realm Talisman Cultivator? On the one hand, there is certainly a reason for talent, but more importantly, it is important to persevere. ”

"Since you have chosen the way of making talismans, you must adhere to it, Dan, Fu, Array, and Instrument These four ways have not been insisted on and practiced year after year, and it is difficult for those who want to achieve great success. ”

Ming Yuan's words suddenly woke up the person in his dream. Jun Cha has always only regarded talisman making as a tool to earn spirit stones, as a tool for making a living, and has never regarded it as a kind of Tao, so for so long, the level of talisman making has not broken through.

"Yes, the disciple must study the Fu Dao well. ”

The heart is blessed, Ming Yuan Zhenren saw Jun Cha and realized something, and the warmth on his face was even worse.

I have seen this girl compete with others in the martial arts platform, she is skilled in swordsmanship, has solid basic skills, has a good talent in talisman making, and has a heart towards the Tao, she is indeed a good seedling of cultivation.

"I taught you to make talismans, not to ask you to worship me as a teacher, but to let you inherit the talismans. Got it!"

Ming Yuan was full of energy, and even his somewhat rickety body instantly stood up a lot.

"Understood. Although Ming Yuan Zhenren said three times and twice that he would not accept himself as a disciple, Jun Cha still bowed to Ming Yuan Zhenren and kowtowed.