On the stone tablet at the foot of Zhou Zhuo Mountain, Su Qingyi saw the name of Zhou Zhuo Mountain, which was not the other mountain, which pulled her back from her dream to reality.

Illusory and real, maybe you can not think about it.

Wujizi is a very kind-tempered person, Su Qingyi lives in a room next to him, and the two of them don't talk much, and the first thing she faces is that her daily life is a little difficult.

Wujizi directly threw her a book on the casting of small spells, including water condensation, dust purification, fire, and puppet manipulation.

Su Qingyi spent a few days recondensing her aura, and although the spiritual power in the qi training stage was not very powerful, it basically met her daily needs.

Su Qingyi is not greedy, it is good to be able to do this, and even she quickly adapted to the quiet environment.

When she gets up early in the morning, a condensation technique can meet the needs of washing, of course, she can also use dust purification, but she prefers water, and eats a kind of one-day grass that can make people full for one meal a day, which is planted in a flower pot on the windowsill of Su Qingyi.

The flowers resemble flat leaves, and one piece can meet the needs of the day.

There was paper, pen and ink in the room, and Su Qingyi easily calmed down and began to recall the books she had written down, trying to write them down word by word.

This is a very energy-consuming thing that often requires calm and concentration.

When she recalls a word in every book, the feeling of remembering that word and sentence will come to her mind.

The first time I put pen to paper, I couldn't concentrate anymore after writing three pages.

She didn't have to work hard to accumulate spiritual power to build a foundation, and in order not to suffer from the pain of spiritual energy escaping, she always used it up before it overflowed.

To this end, she spends her free time folding the discarded paper into small paper figures and trying to use puppetry on it.

The days of passing the time with something passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, from summer to winter, Zhou Zhuo Mountain was plain white.

Wujizi placed a brazier in Su Qingyi's room, and the heating flame was lit with firewood picked up by Su Qingyi's puppet.

Often when it is first lit, the smoke is very large, and then Su Qingyi learned to use the flame controlled by spiritual power to dry the firewood first, and then learned to be lazy and save effort, and knew how to use water control techniques to drain the water.

Zhang Xiaobai came to Zhou Zhuoshan once a month to send Su Qingyi clothes and bedding that he could use, but he only came for two months.

Her cultivation progress is very fast, and she has successfully built the foundation when she met for the second time, and she also brought news that Xi Mingyue will soon be able to ascend the Tianmen Hall.

Su Qingyi didn't ask her mother how much she had suffered for this, but used the little wooden stick puppet she made to dance and play for Zhang Xiaobai.

Then I looked at Zhang Xiaobai, who had only been sitting for half an hour, hurriedly descending the mountain.

After that, until the snow fell, there were no guests in Zhou Zhuoshan.

Even if the firewood picked up in the mountains was dried, there was still smoke when I first lit it.

Su Qingyi opened the door of the house and watched the snowflakes fly like fluttering, and sometimes a little cold would fall on her.

With a squeak, another door also opened, and Wujizi, who had just finished the retreat, walked out and saw Su Qingyi greeting with a smile on his face: "Qingyu'er looks at the snow, I'm so interested, and my cultivation is also good." ”

Su Qingyi said politely: "Senior Wujizi, you are out of the customs, the house has just burned firewood and scattered smoke." ”

Wujizi walked over in a very good mood: "I'll take a look, sure enough, it's good to have a neighbor, I can be regarded as seeing the fireworks." ”

The first time I saw Huanhuan and Xi put it in the smoke pile, Su Qingyi smiled faintly, thirty books have been completed silently, and the more you practice this thing, the longer you will persevere, so that now Su Qingyi is writing, she can write half a book at a time, take a break halfway, and she can write one book silently throughout the day.

And manipulating the match puppet will also consume mental power, which can be regarded as a kind of consumption and practice, and being in a daze has become the best way to recover energy.

The smoke in the house had dispersed a lot, and the wood in the brazier was charcoal black, so Su Qingyi invited Wujizi: "If the seniors don't dislike it, you can come and sit on the fire." ”

She turned her wheelchair to move to the table, condensed the water into a clay pot and boiled it on the brazier, and used a little fire control to make it faster.

Wujizi was invited to sit down and said casually: "I don't see you for more than a month, but these little spells are quite proficient." ”

Su Qingyi smiled politely, she was not very good at answering the praise of her elders.

Instead, he commanded the small firewood man who was more than two feet tall to carry a piece of firewood stacked in the corner of the outside of the house and fill it into the brazier.

The little stickman was also afraid of fire, so he threw the wooden stick and hurriedly jumped away, although he knew that this was an action controlled by Su Qingyi, but his clumsy and somewhat lively appearance made Wujizi laugh.

He opened the lid of the clay pot, took out a bamboo tube, poured some of the tea leaves into it, and continued to boil it on the brazier.

"I think you're already a little hot, haven't you thought about learning anything? Wujizi asked.

Su Qingyi's eyes fell on the stacks of paper that she had written silently and said, "I want to try the art of divination." ”

Wuji said: "It's good to learn this, if there is anything you don't understand, tell me about it?"

Su Qingyi has always felt a little strange living here, if it weren't for her mother who came to see her in the first two months, Su Qingyi would have suspected that no one on this mountain would remember her anymore except for Wujizi.

Wujizi's attitude is also strange.

"Yes, I learned that there are very few things that can be predicted by divination, and they are not very accurate. ”

"This has to be practiced more, there is no one on the mountain, and it is really not easy to divination, and it is not easy to find even a divination object. Wujizi laughed.

"I test myself one day and see what happens after one breath. Su Qingyi said.

"Well, that's good, that's your talent. I'm only nine years old after winter. When the tea is ready, you can taste it, this is my beloved thing. Wujizi lifted the clay pot and poured a bowl of tea for Su Qingyi, and poured it for himself.

The clear green tea soup exudes this warm fragrance, Su Qingyi held it with both hands, blew the cold temperature and took a sip, the mouth was full of fragrance, and the warm feeling permeated the limbs after entering the throat, and it was easy to dispel the dampness and coldness brought by the winter snow.

Su Qingyi narrowed her eyes and touched the tea bowl and said, "It's really good tea." ”

Wujizi smiled: "It's the wild tea tree on the back mountain, some years, I moved here because of those trees, originally there was no one on this mountain, hehe, when the spring tea tree sprouts, you also go pick some and save it to drink." ”

Su Qingyi is as kind as a stream: "Thank you elders for cutting love." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Boiling tea and watching the snow, Wujizi has a lot of experience, and Su Qingyi listened to him tell many stories, which more or less involved some divination techniques.

One loves to listen to one and one is willing to speak, and originally thought that it would be as quiet as in previous years, but Zhou Zhuoshan had a different winter.