"Huh?"

A piece of flying paper from outside the window automatically floated to Yin Jiu's palm, with handwriting on it.

She stood up: "I won't play with you anymore, just stay by myself." ”

As if he smelled something, Tuanzi shouted, "Where are you going, don't leave me behind." ”

Probably after this experience, the dango simply did not leave an inch. In its words, it is to be alone, as if abandoned by the world. Su Su couldn't see it again, she was still busy, and it was impossible to talk to it about useless things every day.

So, of course, it is the coolest to be with Yin Jiu, who can vomit badly.

"The Library Pavilion. Yin Jiu had a headache, and when she came back from an injury before, Yan Miao told her to rest well and practice swords again after a while. I didn't expect her to come to the library again.

Although the Canglang Library Pavilion is praised by people outside the mountain as a treasure of immortal land, it is extremely desirable, but for Yin Jiu, who likes to run around, he rarely sets foot in it.

Back then, not to mention her own excellent ability, she didn't need books for actual combat. Even if there is something she has questions about, she just needs to ask Yan Mao, staying in the library all day long, she really can't bear it.

And on the contrary, if she made a big mistake, Yan Miao would punish her to go to the library pavilion.

The bad thing is that she doesn't like it, and the good thing is that she learns something useful.

For example, in the ancient Quartet Heaven and Sea Array in Yingzhen Palace.

Yin Jiu didn't know at all now why Yan Hao wanted to ask her to go to the Library Pavilion, probably because the previous disciple was greedy for fun and couldn't learn, and planned to catch the next one and cultivate well?

Yin Jiu, who clearly didn't want to be regarded as a good seedling, adjusted his expression and demeanor outside the door, really like a humble and well-behaved disciple of Canglang.

Then he went in with a disgust of the "hypocrisy" of the group.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

The library is clear and dust-free, the ground is clean, and the warm sun is sprinkled on it.

Yan Hao sat against the window mat, taking pictures under the light of paper and knuckles. Maybe it's because it's unexpectedly quiet here, he is like a pine tree in the morning, softening a little alienation.

He spoke, but did not look at her: "Light the incense." ”

Yin Jiu is not surprised at all, although the library pavilion is built on the sunny side of the Canglang Mountains, but perhaps because of the rain, there is always a sense of humidity here, with a little musty smell.

Others generally can't feel it, like Yin Jiu, although he doesn't like it here, he doesn't reject the environment.

And like Yanmao, even though there is a special person to clean it every day, there is still a little incense.

Yin Jiu had long been accustomed to lighting incense for him here, and then sneaked out of the library pavilion.

But now her identity is not good, and she regrets it very much.

Next to the small silver lotus tripod at the bottom of the steps, there is a wooden cabinet that hides various spices.

A spoonful of atractylodes, tulip, and jatamansi, a little angelica and agarwood, and a needle of musk. The pouches are packed and placed in the oven, baked over a slight fire, and the smoke wafts into the air.

But when the fragrance came out, Yin Jiu was shocked that something was wrong.

She came naturally based on experience, but how could Yin Lianruo know Yan Miao's preferences?

Pursing his lips slightly, Yin Jiu saw that Yan Hao had not reacted, so he quickly added an extra spoonful of mint to the furnace.

The mint flavor is so strong that it is difficult to recognize the original fragrance when confused.

That's probably fine.

Then he got up and walked up to Yan Hao with satisfaction: "Master, it's done." ”

A light aroma wafts through the air.

"One more thing to add. His tone was unwavering.

"Oh, I don't know what flavor you like, Master, so I added some without permission. "She has a reason anyway.

"Next time I went to mint. Yan Miao closed the book, and the turquoise tea leaves floated on the surface of the water: "The first book from the middle of the third row of bookshelves on the right." ”

Hmm? Don't let her endorse it.

Yin Jiu pulled out a stack of books, brought the thick book, and stroked the dust removal technique with his hand, the original thin layer of dust disappeared, and the writing became extremely clean.

There is no name on the cover, just dark red and jet black stripes.

Yan Hao asked her to finish the book.

Yin Jiu didn't feel a little deflated, she would rather tell Yan Hao that she was almost good enough to go to sword practice. With such a thick book, she might fall asleep looking at it.

"Isn't it some fun technique?" Danko was very interested, and jumped on the book.

Yin Jiu swept it down with one hand: "You can't learn it." ”

However, after opening the book, she took a cursory glance at it, only to find that it was probably a record of historical immortal cultivation, such as the necessary factors for each stage of cultivation, or the solution to the problem before the breakthrough, or the changes after reaching a realm. There are also records of ascension.

Yin Jiu obviously doesn't need these external summaries, she is extremely talented, her cultivation speed is not slow, and she arrived at Yuanying a few days ago. So much so that when they came back, everyone was looking at them with envy.

Such a young genius in infancy.

In the future, he will definitely be the man of the year in Xianmen.

She flipped back again, and there were many characters who had ascended to the immortal realm from ancient times to the present, such as the Ren Wu Lingzun of the Void Pot, or the Duyu Lingzun of Changsong, and many others, including Yu Nianzun, the previous head of Yingfang Canglang.

But what does that have to do with her.

Yin Jiu thought that when she had cultivated to the Mahayana but it was difficult to advance by half a step, the aura around her was obviously abundant, and it was as if she was completely ignoring her.

Not to mention the desire to soar into the clouds.

Do it all over again, if you use this body to cultivate, you can try again.

As soon as he thought about this, a light voice came: "Lian Ruo, last time you said that you were lucky enough to borrow the heavenly thunder and successfully got married?"

"Yes. "Why is he asking this.

"Rapid cultivation will change your mood, after reading the book, what do you think?"

Yin Jiu's heart sank slightly, would Yan Hao care about the instability of the Dao heart due to the cultivation speed, was it because of her previous affairs?

But there was a thoughtful look on his face: "The disciple is dedicated to the Great Dao and will not be shaken." I only want to get into the green clouds in my life, even if it is bumpy. ”

The standard Xianmen disciple replied.

Tuanzi muttered quietly, "You're too fake." ”

A person who was making waves in the Demon Realm continued to return to the Immortal Gate and pretend to be an upright disciple. Dango just felt that he didn't have eyes.

Obviously, Yan Miao didn't agree with her answer, and there seemed to be a contemplation in her eyes: "I don't know if the scenery on the top of Qingyun is good or bad, so choose to give it a try?"

“...... Nature. Isn't this what Xianlu wants?" The more Yin Jiu thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he didn't seem to be willing to soar in and out of his words, or was it just to see if she stuck to her heart?

"That's it. Yan Mao's sleeves brushed the original desktop, and the snow was into the wood. He rubbed his fingertips on the mouth of the cup: "After that, you can slow down your cultivation speed, and you don't have to deliberately pursue cultivation." If you are in a hurry, you will miss your mind. ”

Is he worried that his new disciple will inevitably cultivate too quickly and will not be able to maintain his mind?

Yin Jiu's brows locked slightly.

Before she could figure out why, she heard Yan Miao's words again.

"I'll go to Penglai in two days, and I'll wait until I come back to teach sword style and the like. ”

Penglai!

Yin Jiu almost didn't hold back his expression, and his surprised gaze was about to overflow.