After Yan Dasheng returned to the cottage, Yan Bufu asked the doubts in his heart: "Gushan, why didn't Fang Cai make a move?"

Wang Yougen said with a smile: "I don't see the slightest hostility in the eyes of that little soldier, but I have a sense of closeness, just like watching that little guy sitting on the railing and shaking his legs, and he will peek at any time...... I'm afraid that I'll discipline him and not be free, which is the opposite of Tsubaki Jiu......"

Yan Bufu was slightly stunned, and Tsubaki ...... for a long time

"I guess if Fang just punched out, the minions would crumble on their own after exerting at most thirty percent of their strength......"

Yan Bufu was even more surprised, and he was skeptical......

The two chatted for a while, and then walked to the north side, where the boy in yellow was jumping on the horns of the sheep, and the dozens of sheep were quiet, just taking small steps, as if they did not pay attention to the little yellow shadow jumping above their heads.

When the little guy caught a glimpse of Wang Yougen's figure out of the corner of his eye, he immediately fell to the ground, put his hands in his pockets, and looked up at the sky.

After a long while, the boy in yellow didn't hear the greeting, and couldn't help but slowly lower his little head, and saw that the two of them were bending down to pick up eggs on the ground, what? bigger than my head......

The little guy was curious, and he walked through the forbidden light curtain and ran into the formation of captive chickens, an egg was just in front of him, without saying a word, he directly hugged it, and then raised it high above his head, but the little eye looked at the pocket of his clothes, and he couldn't fit it......

So, he ran towards Wang Yougen with the egg, and a rooster happened to pass by, and when he saw that the egg was running now, he was so frightened that he spread his wings and flew away......

"Abba Aba, Abba Abba. The boy in yellow smiled and said "offer treasure".

"Yes, well done, this storage bag is for you, put it inside, do you know?" Wang Yougen smiled, and as he spoke, he gave the bag in his hand to the little guy, and couldn't help but glance at the small pocket on the yellow coat again, it was indeed too small, but it was excellent to only hold beans......

The little guy smiled, nodded, and the egg he was holding was smoothly put into the storage bag, and then he glanced at Wang Yougen with a bright face, and then dragged the rope on the storage bag and ran away.

Yan Bufu was just about to reach out and bend down to pick up the eggs under his feet, but the little guy "took the lead", and after the yellow shadow, it was a storage bag dragged on the ground.

Soon, Yan Bufu's surrounding eggs were emptied, the two looked at each other and smiled, Wang Yougen was a little helpless at the moment, looking at the yellow shadow running on the ground, lacking heart......

After waiting for Wang Yougen and the boy in yellow to pick up the eggs, the two adults and one young man returned to the cottage, and along the way, the child dragged a storage bag larger than him, leisurely.

Wang Yougen taught the child to put eggs in the grass house, and the storage bag was given to him, and the little guy was very happy, this is the purpose of him dragging the bag all the way, and his two small pockets were too small after all......

"Let's go play. ”

The boy in yellow nodded reservedly, dragged the bag out of the door of the grass house, and then a yellow shadow and a gray shadow flashed on the covered bridge...... "Aba!"

In the grass house where the forbidden books were placed, Wang Yougen and Yan Bufu each picked up a book, and the two planned to specialize in the prohibition of the transmission of sound jade slips.

After half a cup of tea, the book in Wang Yougen's hand had already turned more than a dozen pages, but he was still confused, and he had no clue about the understanding of the prohibition......

Reluctantly, he closed the book, got up and asked, "Don't confuse brother, but there are some forbidden books?"

Yan Bufu was stunned when he heard this, raised his head and was slightly stunned before he said, "What did you find in Gushan?"

"No, I haven't learned the ...... of prohibition"

As soon as this statement came out, Yan was not confused......

......

Wang Yougen took a piece of forbidden entry jade slip given by Yan Bufu, walked out of the grassland, and when he reached the south of the peak, he didn't want to affect the other party's research, and he also wanted to toss alone......

It is no wonder that Gushan can seriously injure the Jindan strong person during the Qi cultivation period, it seems that he has a mind to practice, has no distractions, and practices the exercises to the extreme, so that he can achieve ten times with one force, huh? He is not a physical cultivator, but he has a physical physique, not an innate sword embryo, but he can control the flying sword as he wants...... As the holy son of the Yuquan Sect, he has never learned the way of prohibition......

Some thoughts, once pondered, more and more doubts, Yan Bufu was like this at the moment, he simply stopped thinking about it, shook his head, and continued to flip the book......

There are still a lot of "doubts" in the book that plague him, and he originally thought that the forbidden way was just a small path, which was too single compared to the formation, but it was just a way to prevent the exploration of divine consciousness, hinder people's advance and retreat, and explode at a touch.

But after a cursory look at a few books in the Black Python Cave Mansion last time, Yan Bufu's understanding of the prohibition suddenly became much broader, and after serious exploration at this moment, he found that some forbidden methods were infinitely close to the formations, and even in the marginal notes made by the black python, there are many formations and prohibitions that can interact with each other and complement each other, and can also completely improve the prohibition, so that it can form an existence like a formation......

What shocked him even more was a guess that the black python might have reversed the effect of the ban on hindering divine consciousness...... The prohibition improved by a certain formation has infinitely amplified the divine consciousness, and a formation similar to the teleportation array has also been added......

It's just that the construction of the teleportation array is so cumbersome, and the amount of aura required is huge, not to mention putting it into the jade slip......

......

Wang Yougen sat on the stone bench, overlooking the clouds in the distance, the weather was hot, but the stone bench under him was cold, not the stone bench material was strange, but the effect of running the water spirit root to cool off.

A lone crane shuttled among the white clouds, and when its crane shadow was far away, Wang Yougen retracted his gaze and saw the swing again.

After a few moments, a rich floral fragrance wafted through his nose before he blinked.

Turning and lying on the stone table, panting......

A light petal was blown by the wind and shook onto the phantom clothes, forming a snow skin in an instant, and then shattering and falling to the ground, turning into spring mud and water.

Only when there were a few more layers of clouds in the sky did Wang Yougen regain his composure, sit up, and spread out the forbidden jade slip in his hand.

He didn't want to numb himself, and he had to numb himself, so he went into his senses.

In the jade slip, in addition to a few hundred words, it is a forbidden light curtain.

"Access control. ”

The jade slip given by Yan Bufu was the method of forbidden entry, and it took Wang Yougen an hour to comprehend the hundreds of words.

The description is not complicated, it is roughly the beginning of the thought, supplemented by divine consciousness and aura, with handwriting, but to find the focus point, in order to hook up between them, and finally form an invisible wall, and as long as the condensation is not broken, the access control is completed.

Wang Yougen got up, raised his hand, and with a thought, his divine consciousness and aura came out together, and his fingers drew a circle out of thin air......

The sound of the wind is still there, the fragrance of flowers is still there, and the front of you is still the same.

After a painting, he didn't see a trace of forbidden fluctuations.

Draw circles again, but still to no avail.

"It seems that we have to focus on it......"

Wang Yougen blinked his eyes, his eyes fell on the swing, the hole between the trunks of the two old pine trees with wooden planks was just similar to the doorway, and then he thought about it again, and drew a circle in the hollow.

The result was unexpected, still did not see the slightest prohibition of fluctuations, he couldn't help frowning, after concentrating and calming down, his fingers moved slowly, a "rectangle" that completely overlapped the void in his line of sight slowly disappeared, and that was just his divine sense, at the moment of connection, there was no light on the swing.

Wang Yougen exhaled a breath of turbidity, closed his eyes, and imagined in his mind that an invisible wall was outlined, various shapes were staggered, overlapped, and then neatly arranged, and then the thoughts dissipated, and again, a group of figures loomed, and his fingers moved with it......

But in the end, the set of figures did not work out in one go, and the thoughts dissipated again and started again......

At the stone table, Wang Yougen had been standing quietly like this, his lips moving slightly, and his right index finger was constantly delineating, and no one knew what was going on between the movements of the hanging fingers except him.

As the sun began to shine, Wang Yougen opened his eyes.

"One Thousand One Hundred and Eighteen ......"

He raised his hand, his aura and divine consciousness came out together, and his fingers were in his sight, slowly sketching in the hollow of the swing.

When the intricate pattern was end-to-end, Wang Yougen said a number again: "One thousand one hundred and seventeen ......"

A thought arises again, before that empty void......

"One Thousand One Hundred and Sixteen ......"

"One Thousand One Hundred and Fifteen ......"

"One Thousand One Hundred and Fourteen ......"

......

"One Thousand and Seventy-Five ......"

"One Thousand and Seventy-Four ......"

It's hard to imagine that the moment he closed his eyes before, all the looming images in his mind were memorized by him, and at this moment, he tried them one by one, but he slowly looked calm, as if the result was not important......

Some thoughts probably overshadow others, and maybe it can teach people to relax for a moment, but in this way, how do you know if the covered thoughts are very thoughtful......

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine ......"

"Nine Hundred and Ninety-Eight ......"

"Nine Hundred and Ninety-Seven ......"

......

"Eight hundred and seventy-five ......"

"Eight hundred and seventy-four ......"

"Who sent red beans in the previous life, who put them into the sleeves of Yunjin, could it be that he misses the old too much in this life, and is so gentle in the red dust. ”

"Who relieves the worries of whom in the dream, who sits with whom the white head, the Yiren only ask for Sauvignon Blanc, how can I give up. ”

"The oath is embroidered on the needle, I can't bear to wet the pillow with tears, let the wind and rain be mottled in spring and autumn, and lose weight side by side after half a year. ”

When the idea is finally loosened, what is intentionally covered will also be deliberately overturned at a certain moment, and after humming a song softly, Wang Yougen has already burst into tears......

All the figures that had been memorized before had all dissipated, and there was not a single stroke left, and there was nothing else in my mind at this moment.

She is still so good-looking, Wang Yougen thought so, and did not wipe the tears on his cheeks, and his fingers unconsciously outlined, outlining Yan Danhu's face......

A spider slowly slides down the trunk of an old pine tree, steadies in the hollow, and then begins to form a silk, and between the two ropes, it repeats itself, tirelessly, up and down, and moves freely.

Gradually, Wang Yougen's eyes had a shadow of it, and then there was the almost formed cobweb, and Yan Danhu's face dissipated in his mind.

Wang Yougen instantly concentrated, the huge spider web imprinted into his mind, as soon as he thought of it, his fingers quickly outlined, and after a while, on the swing, the light was great!