Chapter 7, Ink House and Haolu

"The ink house is under the Celestial Tree," the lazy man cried out, turning his head, "Dead fat pig, you walk so slowly, as if you hadn't eaten breakfast." ”

"I didn't have breakfast in the first place!" the big man yelled as he tightened his belt.

"Can't blame me," said the lazy man with a sly face, "I didn't expect the flower demon to clean up so quickly." ”

"Get out!" Jian Zhen clenched his fists fiercely, "Someday, hmph, someday......"

"One day I'm going to turn you into my demon slave," Lu Pin looked at the other party with ill will, "If you stand up, you can't sit, and if you lie on your stomach, you can't lie down." ”

"You bully people," the big man trembled with anger, "Fang Fei, you listen, you listen ......"

"I'm not free," Fang Fei pointed to the distance, "That's the Heavenly Tree?"

"Yes!" Lu Pin pouted, "The Heavenly Sound Tree, the Divine Sword Palmetto, the Human Head Fruit, and the three major divine trees of Ziwei ......"

The three approached a large white tree. The height of the tree is more than 100 meters, hundreds of people can hold the trunk by hand, the branches are vertical and horizontal, covering a wide area, there are no leaves on the tree, only many silver-white filaments, wrapped in the middle of the branches, like a king-size harp; the lower half of the tree body is convex and uneven, the depression is bottomless, the raised nodules are horizontal and smooth, as if the large and small drum surface surrounds the roots of different thicknesses.

"Why is it called the Heavenly Sound Tree?" Fang Fei asked.

"Do you need to ask?" said Jane angrily, "this tree plays music." ”

"Wouldn't it?" Fang Fei looked at Bai Shu suspiciously, "The tree that plays music?"

"It's not played very often, either!" Lu Pin touched his chin, "It takes a specific day." ”

"Son of the Nine Stars!" a group of white tiger people happily blocked the way, Si Shou looked at Fang Fei with a clumsy smile, "Are you still alive?"

"You're bothered," Fang Fei said calmly, "It's very comfortable to sleep on the cloud nest." ”

The other party's smiles froze on their faces, and they exchanged glances with each other, both of which were a little surprised. Si Shouzhuo tried to cheer up: "You just have a hard mouth! In the future, we will let you sleep in the cloud nest every day." ”

"Thank you for that. Fang Fei stepped forward, grabbed his left hand and shook it up and down.

"Get out of here!" Si Shouchou's face was like an eggplant, and he angrily withdrew his claws and led his accomplices away stupidly.

"Is it really comfortable to sleep on the cloud nest?" asked Jian Zhen curiously. Fang Fei glanced at him: "You can try!"

"Excuse me," Jian Zhen rolled his gaze, "smile!"

A group of girls gathered under the tree to chatter, and when they heard the shouting, Yu Xiaoxiao walked over and asked, "Jian Zhen, did you sneak back to the dormitory yesterday?"

"That ......" the big man looked down and muttered, "my ......"

"Coward!" the girl glared at him disdainfully, frowning at Fang Fei, who was a little bit of a hair, coughing, and staring at her toes.

"Do you know?" said with a smile to Yu, "The White Tiger Hall searched Qifeng Tower this morning. ”

"Why?" Fang Fei asked in surprise

"They think the 'Two-Headed Dragon' is a student here. ”

"Is there any evidence?".

"No," Yu Xiaoxiao bit her lip, "Wu Shi personally brought someone here and turned Qi Fenglou upside down," she bit her lip, "They only searched for Canglong people, and other Dao species didn't touch it." ”

"That's not fair!" the big man shouted exaggeratedly, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Son of the Nine Stars," the Pei sisters walked over, and one of them asked, "I heard you spent the night in the Cloud Nest?"

"Yes!" Fang Fei replied in a muffled voice.

"That's amazing!" said the second sister, whose face flushed with excitement.

"It is worthy of being the son of the Nine Stars," one of the sisters held Fang Fei's hand and shook it vigorously, "You are my idol!"

Fang Fei was overwhelmed by this enthusiasm: "Really, really nothing ......"

"Don't be modest, you're very good anyway!" the two sisters expressed their admiration and walked hand in hand towards the Heavenly Sound Tree.

Lu Pin looked at the backs of the two, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Two-headed dragon!" turned around and grabbed Fang Fei's arm, "They are two-headed dragons." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Fei looked at him with a blank expression.

"Think about it, they are Canglong people, and they are twins, and their ancestors are Bei Shenzhu......" Lu Pin was so excited that he was incoherent, "The inventor of the psychic mirror!"

"How many generations have they been?" the big man said in a big voice, "My great-great-great-grandfather is still a Heavenly Daoist! The two little girls don't understand anything, so they know how to shoot Fang Fei's fart." "It's full of jealousy.

"Wu Shi doesn't think so," Yu Xiaoxiao said angrily, "He confiscated the twins' psychic mirrors." ”

"I know," Lu Pin rubbed his hands together repeatedly, "Bei Shenzhu must have left behind the Heavenly Dao Weapon, and whoever gets it will be able to do whatever he wants on the psychic network." ”

"Dream on you!" Jian Zhen continued to retort, "There is such a thing, why didn't you use it before?"

"I haven't found it before. Lu Pin was right.

"It can't be used if you have it," Yu Xiaoxiao poured cold water on the lazy, "Bei Lu, Bei Yu and Baili Xiuya live together." ”

"Baili Xiuya?" Lu Pin had an expression of "I'm going to vomit", "That ugliest girl!"

"Who are you scolding?" the sound of the shovel scraping the pot came, and everyone turned their heads to look, and Wu Yuan led a number of girls over. The dark star's daughter-in-law had red eyes, and she had clearly just cried, and there was a girl beside her, whose appearance was impressive - goldfish eyes, Lei Gongzui, two big buckteeth, and a shiny mouth - with her as a foil, Wu Yuan was simply the first beauty in the world.

"She has the blood of an ape. The big man muttered in Fang Fei's ear.

"Hey!" Baili Xiuya was neither elegant nor showy, her hands crossed her waist like a skeleton, "Dead fat pig, don't let me be inaudible!"

"Unlucky," Jian Zhen pursed, "I forgot that apes have the sharpest ears. ”

"You're not dead yet, are you?" Wu Xuan rolled his eyes at Fang Feilian, "The stink naked worm is really big. ”

"Light smoke!" Fang Fei waved his hand, "Ah, it's gone!"

"Shut up!" Wu Xuan blushed angrily, "I knew that you were complicit with the two-headed dragon!"

"Where's the evidence?" Fang Fei spread his hands.

"Wait and see!" the witch shook his hand and walked away.

"Where the hell is the ink house?" Fang Fei found that all the students were hanging out under the tree, not to mention the houses around the tree, not even a single brick.

"It's almost time for class. Yu smiled and looked at the fairy compass.

"Where is the pen of creation?" Gong Qi's voice came from under the tree, "Did you drown in the Heavenly Lake?"

"Heh!" A blue light burst out from the branches of the Tianlai Tree, brushed and painted a round face, and shouted with straight eyebrows, "Who is scolding me?"

"Him!" Gong Qi pointed at Fang Fei.

"Hmph!" the round face floated in front of Fang Fei, "You scolded me?"

"Don't believe him," Yu Xiaoxiao hurriedly said, "Gong Qi thief shouted to catch the thief." ”

"Shut up!" the round face roared, and the saliva poured on the girl's face, and the white tiger people applauded.

Fang Fei looked at Yu Xiaoxiao apologetically, looked up and said, "Creation pen, you're not stupid, are you?"

"Of course I'm not stupid!" the round face rolled his eyes.

"Then you can do it!" Fang Fei spread his hands.

"Cunning little ghost!" The round face rolled his eyes, whistled, and the creation pen was suddenly marked, and flew to the top of Gong Qi's head with a sway, and there were dozens of caterpillars on the body of the white tiger man, green and fat, and he drilled into his clothes in a daze.

Gong Qi hurriedly reached out to catch the insect, but as soon as he caught it, the caterpillar suddenly turned into ink and slipped through his fingers. Gong Qi was itchy all over his body, and screamed like a pig.

Si Shouclumly stepped forward to help, and a few caterpillars got into his sleeves. Si Shou retreated, crooked her mouth and frowned, scratching and scratching. The White Tiger People were all dumbfounded, and the students of the other Dao Sects let out a burst of laughter.

"Tell you," said the round face, triumphantly, "the caterpillars have males and females, and they will give birth to a bunch of cubs when they meet." ”

The two white tiger people screamed miserably, and ripped off their shirts one after another, everyone looked at it, and they all gasped, their chests, backs and backs were a miserable green, and large and small caterpillars squirmed back and forth, as if they were wearing a living green sweater.

"What's the point of taking off your clothes?" said the pen in a weird way, "I have to take off my pants next!"

When the caterpillar heard the order, it scrambled down, and the two victims were huddled together, and their hands involuntarily reached for their trouser belts.

"Take off, take off!" the pen shouted.

"Alas......" The girl either covers her face with her hands or doesn't turn her head.

"Empty ink and smoke disappear!" With a shout, the shiny water light fell from the sky, flowing from head to toe through the bodies of Si Shouzhuo and the two, and the caterpillar met the water light, dissolved into turquoise ink, and flowed down the trouser tube to the ground, sizzling into cyan gas.

"Who?" Round Face sniffled and inhaled the green air, "Who did that?"

"I!" Huang Qin walked through the crowd with a calm face.

"Emperor Shiri's son," the round face said in a long voice, "or shall we have a contest?"

"Why not?" Huang Qin raised his talisman pen, "My name is Huang Qin, not Huang Shili's son." ”

"Wow!" "Wow," said the eyebrows, "I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time." ”

The students stepped back, giving up an open space, looking forward to a big fight between the two sides.

"I'm going to do a warm-up exercise first. The round face hummed, and the body swelled and shriveled, twisting and turning.

"You save it!" a vigorous and powerful voice came, "Old pen demon, the hour is almost here." ”

"Damn it," the round-faced saliva splattered, "get out of the way, it's none of your business." ”

The crowd gave way to a road, and Tian Haobai walked over, looking at the white eyebrows around him: "What are you doing?

"Damn it, I don't need you to teach me a lesson! I've drunk more ink than you've ever drunk!"

"Okay!" the old Taoist grinned, his face trembling like a kind poodle, "Today's talisman class has been changed to the Water Temple, I guess the old orange tree must be very welcome." ”

"Here we go again! You Taoist masters love to bully people!" the old monster cursed, swished and flew high, turned into a huge pen, and slashed horizontally and vertically, drawing a nondescript palace—Ionian columns supporting Chinese cornices, Gothic spires rivaling the domes of Damascus, pyramids inlaid with Greek temples, and towers squatting on the top of Chinese mocking winds...... Such a palace does not exist, it is all fabricated by the whims of the old pen demon.

After painting the appearance, the creation brush suddenly shrunk again, drilled into the palace and swept it indiscriminately, the doors and windows sprung up one after another, and the wonderful and luxurious decorations were endless, Tian Haobai couldn't help but exclaim: "Enough, enough, I just want to take a lesson." ”

"Oh my God, you're really boring. Before the words of the creation pen were finished, the dragon drum sounded. With a slight wave of the old pen demon, there was a small dark cyan dragon in front of each student, flapping its wings up and down.

"Follow Ying Long," the round face gave the order, "The first year will go to the Olympic room, and the second year will go to the creation classroom! Whoever is disobedient, hum, I will spank his ass!"

The students followed Xiao Yinglong into the palace, facing a giant dragon stone carving, coiling around the triple rockery, and spitting out seven-colored spring water. The flying tiger spreads its wings and spits out not spring water, but snow-white pearls; the mist spewed out by the turtle becomes a flying snake and jumps around; the phoenix stands on the top of the rockery, spits out a bright fireball, like a huge lamp, circling and flowing around the palace.

The floor of the hallway was covered with uneven dragon scales, and the students were sent into the Olympic room with a twist and a tail. At a glance, the deep and dark dome wall was dotted with dense and infinite stars, sitting in the Olympic room, it was like staying in the infinite space, meteors swarmed past him, Fang Fei's heart swelled with an indescribable excitement.

"Hello everyone," Tian Haobai walked up to the pulpit, "because of the creation of the pen, the class is five minutes late." ”

"Little God, wow!" the old pen demon came out to accost, "You are speaking ill of me behind my back again." ”

Tian Haobai didn't seem to hear it: "There is an unwritten rule in the school palace, that is, you can't offend the ...... of the creation pen."

"That's right!" the old pen demon happily answered, "Count you as acquaintances...... old Taoist suddenly raised his hand, and the old pen demon let out a miserable scream, and disappeared with a snap.

"I'm not done yet," Tian Haobai smiled slightly, "This rule is only for students. ”

"Heavenly Dao Master!" one of the Pei family sisters stood up, "What kind of spell did you cast on the Creation Pen?"

"Are you Bei Lu or Bei Yu?" asked the old Taoist.

The second sister also stood up, and the twins laughed and said in unison, "Guess what!"

"Bei Yu!" Tian Haobai blinked, "You have a caterpillar on your head!"

"Ahh

"Oh!" Tian Haobai nodded, "You're Bei Yu!"

"No, no, you're bad!" the two sisters spun hand in hand like a storm, and the figures were too fast to see, and after a while, they stopped and shouted, "Guess again!"

Tian Haobai nodded: "Bei Yu, the caterpillar crawled to the chest." ”

"We won't be fooled!" the sisters said in unison.

"Okay! Bei Yu on the left, Bei Lu on the right. ”

The two opened their mouths, and Bei Yu asked puzzledly, "How did you guess?"

"Didn't you say that?" said the old Taoist with a smile, "You have a caterpillar in your chest!"

Bei Yu looked down, and there was a green shining caterpillar mark on her chest, it turned out that Tian Haobai quietly made a mark for her, no matter how the two of them turned around, it was clear at a glance.

Bei Yu stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the caterpillar disappeared, but as soon as he withdrew his hand, the caterpillar resurfaced. She tried several times in a row, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry: "Heavenly Daoist, why can't this be erased?"

"That's good! The Taoist master will never be mistaken. ”

"The caterpillar is too ugly," Bei Yu said with a sad face, "Can you change it to another one?"

"Yes!" Tian Haobai finished speaking, and the caterpillar transformed into a beautiful butterfly, and its snow-white wings were decorated with bright pink patterns.

"Thank you, Heavenly Dao Master," Bei Yu turned from sorrow to joy, "You haven't said what spell you used on the Creation Pen?"

"That's a secret," Tian Haobai motioned for the two of them to sit down, "Let me ask first, everyone, what is a talisman?"

"The spell ...... change of the formula" and "the rune written by the rune pen......" There was a mess in the room, and the loudest voices were the twins, and the two shouted in unison: "The rune is the way to write the rune!"

"Tiansu," Tian Haobai raised his hand, "You can talk about it!"

Tiansu stood up from the corner, raised his face and said, "Fufa is a general term for runes, books, and pictures. The one who is a symbol can take the power of the clouds and stars, the one who writes the book should not analyze the purpose of the sound and the sentence, and the one who draws the shape of the spirit change. There is a book in the symbol, which is like an image, and there is a picture in the book, and the shape and sound are held simultaneously. ”

"Please take a seat!" Tian Haobai rolled his eyes, "Emperor Qin?"

"The talisman is the flow of vitality, which comes from the void, is distributed on the end of the pen, controls the five elements, the six things of the church, controls life and death, and settles the ten directions. Huang Qin's words drew applause from the White Tiger people.

"Please take a seat," Tian Haobai nodded again, "Fang Fei!"

"Me?" Fang Fei was dumbfounded and stood up in a panic.

"What are you talking about?" Tianhao looked at him with a smile.

"I ......" Fang Fei stammered, his mind blank.

"Hmph!" came Tiansu's contemptuous sneer from the corner. The White Tiger people let out loud boos one after another.

"Very good!" Tian Haobai nodded, "Fu is me, I am Fu! Fu is the expression of self." Fang Fei, congratulations on your right answer!"

The shouting disappeared, and Tian Su couldn't help but shout, "What kind of answer is this?"

Fang Fei sat down in a daze, looking blankly at the sky, the old Taoist waved his pen, and a stand appeared on the podium, on which a light yellow thin paper was hung.

"What is this?" asked Tian Haobai with a smile.

"Paper!" replied in unison.

"A piece of paper. Bei Yu grinned.

"A big, big piece of paper!" Belle added.

Tian Haobai coughed, and stopped the two sisters from continuing to form a sentence with his gaze: "Now, who can write a 'fire charm' on this piece of paper, but not let this paper burn?"

The students exchanged their heads in surprise, the classroom buzzed non-stop, and Tianhao raised his hand: "Fang Fei!"

"Why is it me again?" Fang Fei secretly complained, staggered to his feet, stumbled towards the podium, drew out the talisman pen tremblingly, and stared at the big piece of paper in a daze.

The ignition talisman is written in the set exam. He thought about it desperately, and couldn't think of anything, the sweat of the bean was dripping down his cheeks, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a steamer, and his whole body was steaming.

"I'm ......" Fang Fei suddenly felt that his left hand sank, and the hidden book came out, and a line of runes flashed from the white stone plate: "The heart is beating brightly." ”

"Great!" Fang Fei came to his senses, looking at the hidden book with both eyes, the tip of the pen was sent forward, and before he could write, the thin paper floated backwards along the gesture, and the tip of the pen crossed the paper, leaving a little azure imprint, which flashed and disappeared.

Fang Fei was stunned, waved his pen and wrote again, but with a little force, the paper immediately floated away. With each stroke he wrote, the paper floated open, and there was a burst of laughter behind him. The boy was shy and anxious, sweating profusely, and wrote for more than half a minute, but the paper was still clean.

"Alright!" suddenly heard Tian Haobai say, "You go down!"

Fang Fei didn't dare to look at him, lowered his head and walked back to his seat, his mind was messed up, and his heart was still beating wildly.

"Tiansu!" Tian Haobai shouted again, the iceberg girl jumped up in response, flew up to the pulpit like a bird, and the lightning drew out the talisman pen, and before everyone could see it clearly, the paper flashed red and burned.

Tiansu was stunned for a moment, looking at the paper burned to ashes, brushing, the paper holder shook a little, and a large piece of paper hung down.

"Fire!" Tiansu snorted, and the paper burned again, and she bit her lip and slapped the paper holder hard, the ashes shook off, and a large piece of paper fell from the floor.

Tian Su must be a god, the pen swinged, this time slower than before, slow enough to see a stroke, the paper shaking, has shown the "vigorous beating heart light fire" seven beautiful and elegant ice blue small characters, just finished writing, the rune from blue to red, sneer, the paper burned again.

The iceberg girl's eyes were on fire, she tore off the burning paper and slapped the paper holder vigorously, the paper holder swayed, but no paper hung down.

"That's enough," Tian Haobai whispered, "You can go down too!"

Tiansu looked at the empty paper rack, stomped his foot, turned around and rushed down the pulpit.

"Huang Qin!" the old Taoist slapped the paper holder and hung down another piece of paper.

Huang Qin walked up to the pulpit slowly, lowered his head and thought about it, took out the rune pen and waved it out, and a line of silver-white runes appeared on the paper: "The heart is beating brightly."

Everyone looked at the runes with bated breath, the handwriting did not turn red, and the paper did not burn.

"Wow!" the white tiger man slammed the table and let out a wild scream, Tiansu looked at the rune paper, and his face lost blood.

Huang Qin took a breath and was about to put away the talisman pen, when he suddenly heard Tian Haobai ask, "Huang Qin, how many talismans have you written?"

Huang Qin frowned and whispered, "One!"

"What talisman?" Tian Haobai continued to ask.

"Ignition Talisman!"

"That's not right!" Tian Haobai said quietly, "You wrote three talismans, the first is the 'Eight Winds Immovable Talisman', which fixes the paper, the second is the 'Fire Talisman', so that the paper cannot catch fire, and the third is the 'Fire Talisman', because the 'Fire Talisman' comes first, and the two talismans cancel each other, so the paper will not burn!"

"So what?" Huang Qin raised his chin, "As long as the paper doesn't burn." ”

"I said it! I can only write a 'fire charm'. ”

"Impossible!" said Huang Qin loudly, "that can't be done." ”

"Really?" On the big piece of paper written by Huang Qin, the old Taoist took out his talisman pen and wrote on the paper one by one: "Vigorous heartbeat, bright and bright".

Fang Fei looked at the handwriting on the paper in surprise - Tianhaobai's vitality was also "rain over the sky", exactly the same as him.

There was silence in the room, Tian Haobai put away the talisman pen, and the paper fluttered slightly, until the vitality on the paper slowly faded.

"So what?" Tian Haobai looked directly at Huang Qin, "You cheated just now, the corner character group, and you have a big demerit." ”

The classroom was in an uproar, the students were talking, and Jian Zhen banged the table vigorously.

"It's not fair!" exclaimed the witch, "this is not an exam!"

"This is the exam," said the old Taoist master, "writing the 'ignition talisman' on the paper is the first exam question I gave you." There is no time limit for the exam, one, two, or even four years, and any time I complete it, I will add 100 points to his score for the year. ”

"Only a hundred?" Jane muttered, "What a stingy!"

Huang Qin was still in a daze on the stage, Tian Haobai waved his hand, signaled him to step back, and then said: "Many people think that the faster the pen speed, the better!"

"Isn't it?" Belle interjected, "A Heavenly Daoist can write ten thousand talismans in a quarter of an hour!"

"It doesn't take that much," Tian Haobai smiled, "If you really want to decide the winner, one is enough." His gaze swept over Okumuro, "So forget about the speed of the pen and write every word steadily." As Fang Fei said, every rune is a small ego, and every word is connected with our primordial spirit. When your primordial spirit is truly integrated into the runes, you can easily control the strength of the runes, you can decide how hot the 'Fire Talisman' is and how cold the 'Xuanbing Talisman' is, write the thunder on the wings of the Flying Qin Yuan, and hide the hurricane on the tip of the tail of the running leopard. ”

"I see," Bei Yu said loudly, "the quality of the rune is more important than the speed. ”

"No!" Tian Haobai shook his head, "Quality is just as important as speed!"

The Aomuro fell silent, and every student pondered the words of the old Taoist.

"Okay," Tian Haobai waved his pen, and the blue light swept through the Olympic room, and a small paper holder appeared on each student's desk, "This is not a paper holder." The paper on the shelf is endless, and you can come out with a single pat. You can take it back to your dorm room to practice, but don't burn yourself. ”

"Fire Talisman" is the most common talisman, all students will, have pulled out the talisman pen big book, but the paper is floating around, most people can't even write the talisman, it is easy to write it, the paper suddenly burns again.

"Heavenly Dao Master!" Bel Lu burned seven or eight pieces of paper in a row, "Is there any trick?"

"No," Tian Haobai stroked his beard, "everyone's primordial spirit is different, so the way of writing talismans is also different, except for repeated practice, there is no shortcut." He waved his pen, and all the paper holders did not spit out the paper again, "To get back to the point, in this class we will discuss the principle, generation and development of meteorological symbols, first of all, starting with the 'Cumulus Symbol'......" Raising the pen and waving lightly, a large cloud of circling clouds appeared in the sky, from white to black, from light to thick, and soon covered the dome of the Olympic room, and the dark clouds flickered in the depths of the small electric light, making a crackling and crisp sound......

The meteorological runes are mysterious and complex, and the students who pass the heavenly test are considered young elites, but except for a few people, it is very difficult to comprehend. Fang Fei listened to it for a morning, completely ignorant of what he was saying, and after leaving the hidden book, he couldn't even write the simplest "Wind Caller". His mood became worse and worse, and his mind began to wander, recalling what he had seen and heard in the cloud nest, and guessing the identity of the mysterious man. Listening to the voice, it must be a male Taoist master; looking at the body shape, it is definitely not a mountain and a rock; as for Tian Haobai, he is the manager of the secret talisman, and there is no need to guard and steal it.

"Both the voice and the body shape can be changed," on the way from school, Yu Xiaoxiao denied Fang Fei's guess, "The voice can use the 'voice change note', and the body shape can use the change technique." ”

"What are you muttering?" the big man came up, "sneaky." ”

"I asked for my homework. Fang Fei said humbly.

"Why am I carrying a paper holder alone?" Jian Zhen looked at the four paper holders on her shoulders in exasperation.

"Who told you to escape?" Yu smiled and was indignant.

"A bunch of stingy people," the big man snorted twice, looking around, and suddenly his eyes straightened, "What's that?"

An azure streamer flew in quickly, stopping in front of Fang Fei, the light slowly faded, revealing a dragon-shaped origami.

"Paper Sword Transmission," Yu smiled and looked at Fang Fei, "It should be for you." ”

Fang Fei took off the origami paper and opened it to take a look, and there was a line of cursive characters written on it——

"Canglong Fang Fei:

Please come to my residence.

The sky is white. ”

Jian Zhen crossed Fang Fei's shoulder and read as he looked, and then shouted, "Wow, what is the Heavenly Dao Master looking for you?"

When the nearby students heard this, they all turned their eyes to it, and their faces showed shocked expressions.

"Where does the Heavenly Dao Master live......" Before Fang Fei finished speaking, the letter broke free from his hand, folded itself, changed back into a dragon form, flew around him, and flew straight to the east.

Fang Fei followed the paper dragon, and after a while, he came to the door of a courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, and a sign was hung on the mottled wooden door, on which the word "Haolu" was written.

The paper dragon flew over the wall and left Fang Fei outside. The little man was full of doubts, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Tuk tuk, someone came over with a cane in the door. With a creak, a crack opened in the door, and a strange head poked out—a pair of aquamarine eyes embedded in a dark green face, without hair or eyebrows, and many delicate green branches pulled out around the head and face.

Fang Fei was not surprised, but he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Hello!" the strange man opened the door, revealing his whole body, with long hands and feet, it was a walking tree at all, its eyes rolled flexibly, and it looked at Fang Fei curiously, "Who are you?"

"I'm Fang Fei," the boy Zhiwu said, "Heavenly Daoist ......"

"Son of the Nine Stars!" The tree man's eyes lit up, he stretched out his big hard hand, held his right hand and shook it vigorously, "Fortunately, I am the tree demon Bi Wuxin!"

"Hello!" Fang Fei was pinched by him and his hand hurt.

"Come on," Bi Wuxin said enthusiastically, "Heavenly Daoist is waiting for you!"

Fang Fei walked into the gate and saw a museum shelf, and a porcelain beauty with ancient makeup was placed in front of the gate, white and chubby, waving her sleeves, babbling and dancing and singing: "In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and in the earth I wish to be a ...... of Lian Lizhi"

To the left of the porcelain beauty is a bronze ancient tripod with hideous animal patterns on it. Before Fang Fei could get closer, the beast pattern rolled his eyes, and a sonorous and powerful metal impact sound came out of his mouth: "Demon Wood Biling, who is this?"

"Canglong Fang Fei!" Bi Wuxin replied casually.

"Nine Stars Gongyao, is it human?" Gu Ding glared at Fang Fei in surprise.

"That's right!" Bi Wuxin said with a grin, "Old Shang Ding, are you going to write a crooked poem again?"

"I don't want to be a big guy for a long time," Lao Shang Ding cleared his throat, "Talk about my son, Beidou Mangmang, the sky descends to the body, the four sides of the realm, the thunder drum abyss, the spirit banner is eagle, and the fire is like fire, then I dare to ......stop it."

"Old Shang Ding," the porcelain beauty was taken off track by it, her hands crossed her waist, and she was coquettish, "Didn't you see me dancing "Neon Clothes and Feather Song"?"

"Fine-tuning, how can I be the sound of Huang Zhongzheng's beginning?" Lao Shang Ding shook his head, "I am happy to mourn but not sad, happy but not lewd, used but not scarce, wide but not publicized, and given without ......"

"Get out of here!" the porcelain beauty curled her mouth, "you old ghost!"

"Sister Guifei is right," the voice came from a blue-and-white porcelain vase with a big belly and a thin neck, and a blue and white beauty was painted on the belly of the bottle, waving a group fan twistingly, "The old Shang Ding is so hateful, he mourns every day, so I can't sleep!"

Sighing, a mutton fat jade horse on the upper layer of the shelf jumped and neighed, ran to a pair of bright light armor, the armor turned over on the horse, and shouted: "Porcelain concubine, Mrs. Qing, who provoked you again?"

"Old Shang Ding!" the two women called in unison.

"Ben Shuai is angry with you!" Armor ran around the horse twice, and suddenly called out in a wail, "It's over, how can I go down?" It looked left and right, pointed at Fang Fei and said, "Boy, get me to the lower level, Ben Shuai will reward you heavily." ”

"Come on!" Bi Wuxin said coldly, "General A, last time you smashed Madam Qing into dozens of pieces, and the Heavenly Daoist Master hasn't settled accounts with you yet!"

"What are the words? Ben Shuai is a skilled horseman...... "General A only cared about bragging, and the jade horse kicked off the horse, and fell from the horse, falling to pieces, the two leg armors were jumping around on the ground, and the rest of the armor was wailing and crawling around. Fang Fei couldn't bear to look at it, picked up the leg armor and put it in front of the breastplate. The armor was put together, and he immediately became angry: "Boy, you saved Ben Shuai, you have a lot of credit, how about I make you a former general?"

"This ......" Fang Fei scratched his head, "I don't have time!"

"What kind of attitude do you have? A good man should be a bloody battlefield and a horse leather shroud......"

"Shut up!" Bi Wuxin took off his helmet and stuffed it into the old Shang Ding, General A whined: "Rotten wood damn it......" The tree spirit turned around and said: "Don't pay attention to them, these are all gadgets brought by the Heavenly Dao Master from the red dust, and they love to mess around when they see guests." ”

"What's in the red dust?" Fang Fei suddenly realized, "No wonder it looks familiar!"

"Heavenly Daoist is a lover of red dust...... Bi Wuxin walked into the house, walked through a porch, and suddenly heard two voices talking in the living room, one croaking and saying: "Three flower demon peonies." Another quack responded: "Four blue-eyed bat king ......"

Fang Fei was puzzled, and suddenly heard someone at his feet screaming: "Beware of your feet, a pair of ghosts and spirits, it's your turn......"

Fang Fei looked down and found a small square table made of crystal. On the left is a white toad the size of a football squatting, with a cigarette stick in its mouth, and two small paws pinching a stack of cards; on the opposite side is a golden crow, bigger than a hen, with a total of three claws, two supporting its body, and one holding a card on its chest, it took two cards in its mouth and threw them on the table: "A pair of dragons! rotten wood, where is the little fool?" The crow's fiery red eyes swirled on Fang Fei's body.

"It's a dumbfounded, it's definitely a freshman," the white toad spat out a puff of cigarette, pulled out three cards and pressed down viciously, "Three badgers!"

"He's the Son of the Nine Stars!" Bi Wuxin announced loudly.

"Son of the Nine Stars?" The two little monsters stopped the game and tilted their heads to look at Fang Fei seriously.

"This is the insect tiger," the tree spirit pointed first at the toad and then at the crow, "that's Jiuyang-kun." ”

"This man looks unlucky," the worm tiger licked his lips, "three poor ghost tigers!

"I hate naked worms," Jiuyang Jun held three cards, "Three Dijiang! Hmph, see what you do?"

The insect tiger blinked his eyes and fell into a long test, and Jiuyangjun flapped his wings and beckoned: "Rotten wood, come and play two games of monster cards?"

"I'm not free! I'm going to take him to see the Heavenly Daoist, and I'm going to cook when I'm done. ”

"Dryads are honest," the insect tiger snorted angrily as he drew a card, "a hundred-headed dragon!"

The cards of the little monster are similar to poker, but the rules are different. Fang Fei was fascinated, his forehead tingled, he couldn't help but sigh, and when he looked up, a golden-white wasp was buzzing wildly in the sky, the size of a sparrow, which frightened him backwards. At this moment, the red light flashed, and a long red tongue wrapped around the wasp, swished and retracted, and the insect tiger swallowed the wasp and smacked its lips casually.

The place where the wasp had stung was terrible. Fang Fei stretched out his hand and touched it, puffing up a fist-sized swollen bag, which was hard and smooth, and gasped at the slightest touch.

"Worm Tiger!" Bi Wuxin screamed, "You are raising Qin Yuan in the house again?"

Fang Fei was about to faint in pain, the swelling was unstoppable, he couldn't help but reach out to grab it, and suddenly heard the insect tiger shouting: "Don't move, bend down!"

Fang Fei bent down, the insect tiger stretched out his long tongue and licked the swollen bag, the place where he licked was cool, and the tide of intense pain generally receded. Fang Fei touched it, and the lump actually disappeared.

"How can you raise Qin Yuan in the house?" Bi Wuxin shouted again, "Worm Tiger, I want to report to the Heavenly Dao Master." ”

"Rotten wood with a lot of mouths and tongues," muttered the worm tiger, "and the crow's mouth has a part in this." ”

"Nonsense," Jiuyang Jun rolled his eyes, "I don't admit it!"

"You dare to say you didn't eat it?" said the worm tiger angrily.

"Eat and eat," Jiuyang Jun said in a heartfelt manner, "I didn't let you release them!"

"That's the guy who slipped through the net!" said the worm tiger smugly.

"I'll report it anyway," Bi Wuxin was still angry, "you actually hurt the son of the Nine Stars." ”

"Forget it, forget it," Fang Fei said good-naturedly, "Bi Wuxin, I'm fine, don't report them." ”

"But......" Bi Wuxin blinked, "Okay, I'll see the face of the Son of the Nine Stars." ”

"Come on!" said the worm tiger impatiently, "what's so great about the son of the nine stars?"

"That's right! The son of the Nine Stars can't eat it!" the golden crow took out a card and threw it on the table, "a fox god puffy tail!"

"Alas!" the insect and tiger regretted that their eyes were green, "I should have come out of the feather saint yellow bird first, no, I want to change the cards!"

"you, old leprosy!"

The two little monsters scuffled there, and Bi Wuxin shook off his hands and feet and walked forward in a huff. Fang Fei followed a few steps behind, suddenly heard a slight sound of fighting, turned around, and found that the sound came from the two long scrolls of calligraphy hanging on the wall.

Cursive writing on the one hand, regular script on the other, the enemy and the enemy on both sides are clear, take the skimming as a sword, and use the horizontal straight as a bow and spear. There are many characters in regular script, and a few words besiege a cursive character. The cursive characters are sharp, and a few brushes divide a block character, and the radical cannot be found on the side, and they fall crookedly and stand unsteadily; other block characters take the opportunity to pounce, grab the grass characters and pull them around, and pull them into a thin and slender ink line, crawling around like an earthworm.

"What's the matter with these words?" Fang Fei exclaimed.

"Whew!" Bi Wuxin said nonchalantly, "Wang Xizhi's "Huang Tingjing" and Zhang Xu's "Four Posts of Ancient Poems" have done it again. ”

"Why are they fighting?"

"The fonts are different, they don't like each other, they quarrel every day, and they start fighting if they don't understand. Two days ago, Yang Ning's "Leek Flower Post" and Mi Fu's "Cold Light Post" fought, "Leek Flower Post" lost a fine light, and it has not been restored until now. Bi Wuxin was nagging there, but Fang Fei's eyes were straight when he heard it: "Are these words genuine?"

"Each one is genuine," Bi Wuxin triumphant, "Have you seen that "Orchid Pavilion Preface"? It fights the most, and no one dares to mess with it in the calligraphy and painting. ”

"It's all genuine?" Fang Fei was even more confused, "What's in the red dust?"

"Fake!"

"What?" Fang Fei almost jumped.

"Don't you know? The Hongchen Supervision Department specializes in this, and when they found out whose calligraphy and paintings were written with spirit, they secretly exchanged them with fakes. Otherwise, the calligraphy and painting come to life, and don't scare the naked worm to death?"

"What do you mean by writing out a divine aura?" Fang Fei asked in confusion.

"The naked worm who writes and paints is too attentive, and inadvertently writes the original spirit into the calligraphy and painting, and such calligraphy and painting will come to life. In the past, the Supervision Department was derelict in its duties, and there was a major accident in China: a naked worm named Zhang Seng Miao drew a dragon in the temple, and as soon as he put on his eyes, the ink dragon flew into the sky; later he painted ghosts on the wall, and as a result, hundreds of ghosts in the temple walked at night and killed many naked insects. Fortunately, over the years, there have been fewer and fewer naked insects using pens, and there have been fewer accidents in calligraphy and painting, but there are some more troublesome things, there is something similar to a psychic net, what is it called......"

"Internet!" Fang Fei continued.

"Yes, there's a kind of 'living code' on the Internet that brings inanimate things to life. ”

"Living code?" Fang Fei was confused, "You say artificial intelligence?"

"I don't know," Bi Wuxin shook his head, "This is all what the Heavenly Dao Master told me." ”

The italics prevailed, a cursive character was outnumbered, jumped to the side of the landscape painting, flashed into a bush, the italics chased and beat fiercely, accidentally cut down a willow tree, the wind and clouds in the painting suddenly changed, and the thunderstorm was majestic in an instant, pouring a bunch of words into a few vague small ink balls.

Mo Tuan'er was embarrassed, fled into a picture of a herding horse, hit a horse's leg, the horse was in pain, looked up to the sky and neighed, the wrangler turned over on the horse, stepped on the text scattered, and flew everywhere. It's not too enjoyable, rushing through the landscape map, killing into the calligraphy scroll, coldly preventing a cursive character into a trip, tripping him to the ground, a group of italics surrounded and hurt his hands.

"Bi Wuxin," Tian Haobai's voice floated from afar, "What's wrong?"

"Huang Tingjing" and "Four Posts of Ancient Poems" fought, provoking Han Gan's "Horse Husbandry......" "Before the words were finished, a group of horses rushed over, kicked and kicked in the text group, Bi Wuxin was busy and added, "Zhao Mengfu's "Eight Horses" and "Drinking Horses" came to help "Horse Husbandry", oh, Su Dongpo's "Cold Food Post" also rushed over, oh, Zhang Zeduan's "Qingming Riverside Picture" came to fight, wow, what a large group of people...... The words and drawings are on the line, and I can't finish it in a day and a night. ”

"Hmm!" Tianhaobai was silent for a moment, "What about the person I asked you to pick up?"

"He's here," Bi Wuxin took two quick steps and reached out to tear open a door, "The Heavenly Dao Master is inside." With that, he shook his hands and walked away.

A strong smell of engine oil wafted from the door, Fang Fei was shocked, stepped in and took a look, there was a huge jet parked in the vast space ahead. The boy rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he was back in the red dust.

"Fang Fei," Tian Haobai's voice came from the bottom of the plane, "please take that red wrench!"

Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, and noticed that there was a tool cart next to the wing, on which various repair tools were piled up. He picked up the wrench, at a loss, suddenly felt someone tugging at the leg of his trousers, looked down, a big thin hand reached over, and hurriedly handed the wrench. The big hand took it and retracted it, followed by a string of dingling sounds, and suddenly a pungent smell rushed into Fang Fei's nostrils, and brown oil flowed out from under the plane.

"Heavenly Dao Master!" Fang Fei dodged and jumped away, "Are you okay?"

"Something!" Tian Haobai replied sullenly, there was a sound of bones, and the old Taoist rolled out from under the plane with oil, his embarrassed appearance startled Fang Fei, and he stammered: "Heavenly Daoist, you, you ......"

"A small mistake," Tianhao's white and dark face rolled around, "to make you smile." Pulling out the talisman pen and sweeping it, the oil stain turned into wisps of black gas and floated away, and the whole body was completely new, and the snow-white beard was spotless.

"This is ......" Fang Fei looked the plane up and down.

"My private collection!"

"Why are you ......" Fang Fei stared at Tianhaobai's wrench suspiciously.

"Why don't you use talismans?" Tianhaobai shook his head, "That's too boring!" he threw the wrench into the tool cart, "It's better to solve the problem of red dust in the way of naked worms." ”

Tianhaobai picked up the cigarette stick, lit it with his pen, leisurely spit out a puff of smoke, and said coldly: "My pen is on you?"

"Your pen?" Fang Fei looked at Xingfu, but with a pick of the old Taoist talisman pen, the Qiankun bag rope was untied, and something jumped out of his hand and flew into his palm.

"Have you run out of energy?" Tian Haobai stared at the ballpoint pen.

"Satisfactory pen?" Fang Fei was taken aback, "This was given to me by Madame Long." ”

"Mrs. Long?" Tian Haobai thought for a moment, "You said Long Ji?" Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Everyone calls her that." ”

"She's old, isn't she?"

"My hair is all gray!"

"Don't blame the Daoists for hating Hongchen," Tian Haobai sighed, "Aging and dying there are always too fast and too fast!"

"Do you know Long Ji?" Fang Fei couldn't help but ask, "Who the hell is she?"

"She's Votaiin's wife," Tian Haobai held up the ballpoint pen, "this is a gift I gave her when she went to Hongchen." ”

Fang Fei opened his mouth, and his heart was full of doubts. Lady Long is Fu Taiyin's wife? Why did she stay in Hongchen? How did she meet her parents? How did the Hidden Book fall into her hands? Why did the Hidden Book choose herself......

"So you're the master of the hidden book?" Tian Haobai sat on the wing, cocked Erlang's legs, and leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke, and the smoke turned into an airplane and jumped around the hangar.

Fang Fei's eyes moved with the "plane", but his body was harder than a stone.

"You ......" Fang Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, "Do you know how to read minds?"

"No!" Tianhaobai shook his head.

"Y-How do you know that the hidden book is in my hands?"

"Because of the full score of the 'fixed formula'," Tian Haobai put down his pipe and looked serious, "I must be the only one who guessed this, of course, provided that you know that you have seen Long Ji." ”

"Demon Disciple!" Fang Fei's face changed, "Shadow Demon and Ghost Bafang." ”

"Oh?" Tian Haobai touched his beard, "No wonder the Phaseless Demon will find you." ”

Fang Fei looked around weakly, and Tian Haobai smiled: "Don't worry, this is my private territory." ”

"Why did the hidden book choose me?" Fang Fei said a long-standing question.

"I don't know," Tian Haobai's eyes were gloomy, "but I guess if Hidden Book chooses a naked worm, something must have happened to you." Fang Fei was excited and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"This has to be asked of Long Ji," Tian Haobai paused, "she is the smartest female Taoist of our time. ”

"She's missing," Fang Fei was stunned, "What about the hidden book, what is it?"

"It's a Heavenly Dao artifact, created by the Wood God Gou Mang and the Dao Ancestor," Tian Haobai exhaled a puff of smoke, "Gou Mang's original intention was to create an infinite book to be continued, and any spell that was created would be recorded. ”

"It's the same as "The Great Alchemy"?"

"Yes, after Gou Mang's death, the hidden book fell into the hands of the fragmented evil, and when he died, the hidden book had some strange places," Tian Haobai lowered his head and groaned, "The first is the reverse spell, write a spell on the front of the hidden book, turn it to the back, and you can find the counter-spell that cracks this spell." ”

Fang Fei subconsciously looked at his left hand, Tian Haobai glanced at him, and then said, "The second is free will. The hidden book will choose the master, protect the master, and what is even more terrifying is that it can retaliate against ......"

"Revenge?" Fang Fei's eyes widened.

"If I kill you, the Hidden Book may choose my enemy," Tian Haobai smiled bitterly, "Because of this, many terrible things have happened. ”

Fang Fei was silent for a moment and asked, "Who is the master of the hidden book of the previous generation?"

"Fu Taiyin!" a trace of sadness flashed in Tianhaobai's eyes.

"Who killed him?

"If it were Tianzong me, in order to take revenge, the hidden book should choose Long Ji. ”

Fang Fei was confused: "How did Fu Taiyin die?"

"He wrote a 'Nine Star Town Demon Talisman', trapping Tianzong me and many demon disciples underground," Tian Haobai's kind face twitched slightly, "This talisman should have been written into the hidden book." ”

"Tianzong, I'm dead?" Fang Fei was surprised and delighted.

Tian Haobai shook his head: "If he is dead, why would the demon disciples look for the hidden book?" Fang Fei's heart sank: "They want to crack the 'Nine Star Town Demon Talisman' and rescue Tianzong me?"

"It's not that easy," Tian Haobai said unhurriedly, "The anti-spell and this spell have the same effect. ”

"What do you mean?" Fang Fei looked at the old Taoist in confusion,

"The 'Nine Star Town Talisman' is the ultimate spell of the 'Gravity Talisman', and one of the most powerful spells ever created. Its power is directly proportional to the difficulty of writing, and it requires an incomparably powerful spirit, almost infinite vitality, incredible pen speed, unparalleled control, and ...... "Tian Haobai paused, "A little bit of good luck!"

"Providence?" Fang Fei remembered Peony's words.

"You know?" the old Taoist nodded, "but that's not enough!"

"What more?"

"Determination to see death as home!" Tian Haobai said in a deep voice, "The price of this spell is too high, after Fu Taiyin wrote it, his vitality was exhausted, his flesh and blood were empty, and finally his soul flew away and came to naught. He looked at Fang Fei and said meaningfully, "Cracking such a spell requires an equally powerful counter-spell and the same great price. ”

"Will the person who writes the counter-incantation die?" Fang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, "So no one can release Tianzong me." ”

"That's hard to say!" Tian Haobai's words were elusive, and Fang Fei couldn't help but ask, "Who can release him?"

Tian Haobai took out the compass and looked at it, and answered the question: "It's time to eat, and I have classes in the afternoon." Fang Fei was stunned and whispered, "Heavenly Dao Master, will you tell Dou Ting about the hidden book?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!" the old Taoist pointed to the door of the hangar, and the door of the hangar slammed open.