The black silk must be recaptured, but the person who stole the treasure has already fled, and his whereabouts must be found now......

Thinking of this, Lin Yi vaguely had an idea, so he raised his head and asked, "Tianzun, is that roster still on you?"

After the autumn breeze blows the hills, the grass and artemisia are intricately covered, the yellow flowers are scattered, and the shade is sparse. Boss Wang waved his hand, and a wisp of white light erupted from his sleeve, a few feet in a rectangle, and the fog dissipated, revealing a green book, hanging in the air.

Lin Yi pressed his surprise and looked at it carefully, it was the roster that had been dedicated to Tianzun before, so he said rudeness and took it with his hand.

"Boom la la......" The rough paper scraped his fingers, and one by one the names fell into his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Wait for the kid to heal his injuries, and then go to various places to investigate, secretly follow the vine and touch the melon, and find out the messenger of the Immortal Sect." ”

Wang Lao raised his eyebrows and smiled, shook his head and said: "There are many characters in the book, if you want to use this to find it, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack." ”

Lin Yi closed the roster and said sincerely: "Don't hide it from Tianzun, the kid also has selfish intentions, and he promised the holy woman to climb the Immortal Island and visit her old friends for her, and the magic weapon of flying is extremely important to me." Now I can only spend a little energy, going door-to-door to find out, in order to repay the past kindness. ”

"Flying magic weapon...... "Wang Lao twisted his beard and muttered, "Although this thing is rare, all high-grade spirit officials can perform occult arts, and there is no need to borrow other things to travel in the wind." When you practice to the divine realm, the old man can pass on a thunder escape technique to you, incarnate a thunderbolt lightning, cross the sea through the clouds, and cross the heavens and the earth. ”

"Escape technique?" Lin Yi's eyes lit up, and he still remembered listening to the old gentleman when he was a child, and there was a Taoist in the drama who learned the art of earth escape, and could drill into the ground and travel thousands of miles a day, it is estimated that the two should be roughly similar.

He thought for a while, and asked hesitantly: "Ask Tianzun, how far is the disciple from the Divine Realm?"

Wang Lao pinched his fingers and calculated: "If you can cultivate hard, a hundred years is enough." ”

"A hundred years?!" Lin Yi was dumbfounded, his face instantly collapsed, and he couldn't wait. Wang Laobo said angrily: "Your kid has only been practicing skills for a few years, and you want to ascend to the sky in one step?"

"Tianzun is angry, the kid should go and find the magic weapon. Lin Yi smirked a few times, and was about to put away the roster, but Wang Lao waved his hand and snatched it away and stuffed it back into his sleeve.

"Venerable?" he asked, his face stunned.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lao frowned and was surprised for a moment, then sighed and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot to help you open up the Purple Mansion." ”

Lin Yi was at a loss, Wang Lao stretched out an index finger against his eyebrows, and then with a solemn expression, he read aloud: "Mixed Yuan is one breath, Vientiane is born from the heart, the immortal soul stays in the Purple Mansion, there is no cave Xuantian-"

"Boom!" Lin Yi's mind suddenly exploded, shining with colorful light, and he immediately lost consciousness.

......

"Uh, it hurts. ”

I don't know how long it took, he groaned and woke up, and the sound of water waves came from afar in his ears, as if he was on the rivers and lakes. Laboriously open his eyes, look around, and see that the carved railings on both sides are in a row, and every half zhang, there is a red lacquered wooden pillar, the middle is open and ventilated, and you can directly see the night view of the lights on the opposite bank.

"What kind of place is this?" Lin Yi stood up, looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he exclaimed in his heart: "Could it be Jianglang Hall!"

He rushed to the carved railing, and looked around in astonishment, only to see a wide shiphouse sitting on the riverside, the waves constantly washing the stone foundation, and the sound of the water. In the middle of the night, in the autumn moon outside the house, the moonlight poured into the river, swaying with the ripples, reciprocating Chanjuan.

Looking into the distance again, the fireflies on both sides of the strait are flying, the green and quiet are continuous into a curtain, spiraling and rising, as if the Milky Way is hanging low, bright and colorful. And the hustle and bustle on the shore, silk and bamboo drums, countless figures shuttling and strolling, laughing and playing, but the face is hazy and not real.

The sound of fireworks exploded, the sky was steep and bright, Lin Yi's heart trembled, he opened his mouth to shout, and the figures distorted one after another, all of them shattered and dissipated, and they returned to nothing, in a trance, in a bizarre dream.

He stroked his chest, took a few steps back, felt bitter and uncomfortable, and looked back lonely, but saw a xylophone on the long table in the hall, and the eaves leaked into the silver and white moonlight, sprinkled on the strings, and it was extremely cold.

"I remember when I was five years old, my mother did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to rent Jianglang Hall to teach me to practice. ”

Lin Yi smiled with tears in his eyes, walked to the table, stretched out his hand to uncover the incense burner, lit the charcoal with fire, and then took a piece of ointment with bamboo chopsticks, gently put it on the strainer, and finally closed the lid and buckled it.

Green smoke floated out of the mouth of the stove, swaying in the wind, and the wind changed. This incense is made of dozens of materials, one can calm the mind, two can smoke, three can repel mosquitoes, is deeply loved by celebrities and people, and sells well along the Huaijiang River.

Smelling the bitter fragrance in the air, Lin Yi gradually calmed down, bent down to pluck the strings, suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, lamenting melancholy.

"Mother, the child misses you. ”

With that, he turned around and saw a row of bookshelves at the end of the hall, dozens of books scattered together.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, picked up the candlestick on the corner of the table, walked over, and looked at the lamp: the upper row is the music score, which is stuffed to the brim; there are a few ghost fox night talks in the middle, which is a pastime in leisure time; and the lower row is the secret books such as the Nine Palace Steps, the Two Instruments Knife Technique, the Five Elements Qi Practice, and the Five Thunder Palms.

"This?" Lin Yi was shocked, and said in his heart: "Could it be that all the things I learned before have become books and are stored here?"

He looked down in thought, remembering the details of the roster, and after a moment, the roster appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Lin Yi was overjoyed, hurriedly put the booklet into the bookshelf, and then remembered something important and looked up at the top of the bookshelf. At the top of the place rests a bundle of scrolls, thick and wide, occupying almost the entire floor, with four big characters on it: Yin and Yang Secret Wishes!

Lin Yi was shocked, although the author's name at the place of registration was blurred, he could still feel the yin and yang qi swirling in the scroll, revealing divine power.

"It's so thick, it seems that it's more than a thaumaturgy of yin and yang. He swallowed his saliva, his thoughts moved slightly, and the scroll seemed to be spiritual, and it flew out on its own, unfolding around his body with a hula sound that stretched for several feet!

Lin Yi was taken aback, pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly read with bated breath. The frontispiece is written the basic knowledge of yin and yang, yang is born and yin dies, the avenue is circulating, and the cycle is endless, and then the secret method is mentioned, the first door is the art of transfer, and the details are exactly in line with what the black-robed man said.

The next handwriting was distorted like a tadpole, and no matter how much Ren Linyi studied it, he couldn't make out it.

"yes, that's all I know. He came to his senses, feeling disappointed, and with a wave of his hand, the scroll folded itself away and flew back to the shelf.

At this moment, the jade plaque hanging on the neck lit up with a few wisps of light, and the scroll moved in response, and a row of words appeared inside: "Two ritual covers, talisman spells, all soldiers do not invade, and the five elements are easy to ......"

Lin Yi didn't know the changes in the scroll, walked to the long table, put down the candlestick, and then stood on the side of the hall, looking at the night view by the railing.

The scenery on both sides of the strait is still the same, but his relatives have left; even though he has revisited the old place, he is no longer young. Suddenly, only memories remained.

was reminiscing about the past, and suddenly Wang Lao's voice came to his ears: "Little baby, when are you going to sleep?"

Lin Yi woke up when he heard this, opened his eyes, and returned to the back hill, the sun was shining, and the laurel trees were fragrant. Wang Lao looked at him with a smile, and asked with a whisker, "How about a trip to the Purple Mansion?"

After a long while, Lin Yi relieved himself and said hurriedly: "It was the spell of the Heavenly Venerable just now, which can almost confuse the real with the fake, and the kid almost forgot to return." ”

"Don't be a sycophant. Wang Lao knocked on his head and explained with a smile: "This is called the Purple Mansion, born from the state of mind, and it is the most familiar place in the monk's memory, which can store what he sees in his daily life, and he can also practice moves in it and improve his martial arts. ”

Wang Lao paused, passed the four formulas to him, and urged: "In the future, you can sneak into the Purple Mansion by reciting this formula, and you can also exercise your divine sense, so you should practice more when you have time." ”

"Mixed elements are one breath, and Vientiane is born from the heart...... The kid has memorized it, thank you Tianzun for teaching!" Lin Yi saluted and said sincerely.

Wang Lao sat still, accepted it calmly, and then got up abruptly, walked towards the peak, and said leisurely: "You go up the mountain with the old man, there is a new disciple who is promoted to a spirit official today, you also go to have a glass of wine and say hello." ”

"Which fellow brother?" said Lin Yiqi.

"Xiang Zhicheng, I came to you a few years earlier, and I have a wide range of people, and the red-haired brother admires him very much. ”

"Xiang Zhicheng, I know, I have helped the kid a lot, but the bare hair is-" Lin Yi frowned and thought, not remembering such a person.

"The red-haired brother has a strange temper and likes to ride the fire clouds to come and go, and you two have met several times. ”

"Oh. Lin Yi suddenly realized that he was from Huoyun Dao, and the name of the red-haired man was in line with his image.

The two talked and climbed to the top, crossed the entrance, entered the fairyland, and walked all the way to the west. After walking for about three or four miles, a courtyard was exposed in the bamboo forest in front of him, and Wang Lao stopped and said, "You young people should be lively, the old man still has to deal with miscellaneous things." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a flash of lightning, jumped into the sky, and shot towards the floating peak in the distance.

"Lei Dun Technique......" Lin Yi showed envy, retracted his gaze for a long time, tidied up his clothes, stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door, and shouted loudly: "Brother Xiang is here, Brother Lin is here to congratulate you!"

The hospital was noisy and seemed to be busy. Lin Yi waited for a moment, but did not respond, then pushed the door and entered, there were more than a dozen men and women standing in the huge courtyard, both young and old;

"Alright, get up. The red-haired man said lightly, took a long sword with a vermilion sheath and handed it to him, and said concisely: "This is a return gift." ”

"Thank you for the reward!" Xiang Zhicheng took it happily, drew his blade and took a look, the aura was blazing like fire, roasting his face slightly hot, and the sword was engraved with an inscription, the word "Kunyang".

Xiang Zhicheng stood up with his sword, looked up to the sky and roared, years of hard work have finally paid off, and now he raised his eyebrows and exhaled, and couldn't help but feel excited.

The rest of the young spirit officials gave gifts to congratulate, looking at their celebratory appearance, Lin Yi suddenly felt strange, he used to be the best at mingling with others, but now he has no interest in joining in the fun.

He quietly withdrew from the bamboo courtyard, and the red-haired man glanced at the afterglow, without hindrance, and said, "Zhicheng, from tomorrow onwards, follow me to Cangyan Peak to practice swords." ”

"Obey Master's will, disciples must practice hard and dare not slack off. Xiang Zhicheng solemnly agreed, with a correct attitude.

"Good. The red-haired robe shook his robe, summoned the cloud of fire, and took off into the air. On the way, he passed by Lin Yi's head, and then fell according to the clouds, stopped him and asked, "Is there time in the next life?"

Lin Yi hugged his fists and said: "I have seen the red-haired Dao Chief, the kid has just returned to Tianshu Peak to recuperate from his injuries, and there is nothing else to do, if the Dao Leader has an order, but please command." ”