Yu Xiao was afraid that Shen Feihan would not believe it, so he talked about some old things.

Shen Feihan's memory of Shen Fu is vague, but he remembers Yun Niang very clearly.

He was so excited that he burst into tears, knelt down and waved at Yu Xiao again and again: "Yes, willing." Thank you, thank you, thank you. ”

"There is a prefecture-level realm, although the aura is not as abundant here, but you are a mortal, whether you have aura or not has little impact......

Yu Xiao took out a piece of jade slip and quickly wrote a letter to it, "You take this, go to Zhenyu Pavilion to find Lin Zhongyu or Hao Lianmei, and they will arrange it for you." ”

If a mortal can follow a monk, it is certain that he will be rich and prosperous all his life. Some monks can eat pills, mortals can also take them, and if they eat it to prolong their lives, the probability of future generations appearing true spiritual roots is much greater.

Shen Feihan held the jade slip in both hands, bitter and bitter, and couldn't cry.

"Don't cry. ”

Yu Xiao saw that many people looked over, and he was not at ease, so he stuffed the two spirit stones to Shen Feihan, "Everyone else has seen that you have two medium-grade spirit stones, so I'll send you over." ”

Shen Feihan looked at Yu Xiao stunned.

Yu Xiao stomped his foot and easily picked him up with one hand, "You go over first, and then come to pick up your family." "It's just a flight for a while, so it won't blow itself up.

"I, my stall ......"

"Your stall is worth a lot, so sell it to me. I'll give you the spirit stone in a moment. ”

When he was about to arrive at Zhenyu Pavilion, Yu Xiao saw several disciples wearing Qinglai Yuefu door clothes, seemingly lounging around.

She stopped a street away and grabbed ten lower grade spirit stones and gave them to Shen Feihan, "You go by yourself, there are all monks here, and no one will rob you of a mortal." ”

Shen Feihan was carried by Yu Xiao, although he flew very slowly, when he landed, his face was white, his beard was cocked, his legs were trembling, and he couldn't stand steadily.

He looked at the palace-like building, and he couldn't take a step for a long time. Turning his head to look at Yu Xiao, Yu Xiao was gone.

He plucked himself up for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and he wanted to go home several times, but the spirit stone in his arms was real, and the immortal master was not so boring, teasing him to play with an old man.

After Shen Feihan cheered himself up, he finally walked into the Zhenyu Pavilion.

Yu Xiao, who was hiding in the shadows, saw him enter, so he left on foot.

Shi Yiwen walked around for a long time, and finally heard Yu Xiao calling him.

Yu Xiao had already put all the remaining lanterns from the stall into the river, leaving only one of the best ones in his hands.

"I really didn't expect that doing good deeds is as good as doing bad things. Yu Xiao sighed a little.

If everyone else treats her well, she can also become a kind person like Shi Yiwen.

Shi Yiwen just smiled, and watched the river lantern go away with his hands behind his back.

Back at the Cold Ink Pavilion, Yu Xiao found the Dudu who was hanging out outside.

Dudu went around begging for food, and he was already eighty percent full, and he was looking forward to Yu Xiao taking him to the hot springs.

"You go by yourself, the hot spring is already for us anyway. Yu Xiao said, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

An eerie shadow stood in front of the house, exuding a breathtaking aura like a wraith.

Yu Xiao suddenly understood the reason why Dudu refused to go back to the house alone, and said in a pitted manner: "Miao, Miaowen, I didn't say anything to Yiwen, I just chatted a few words." ”

Jiang Miaowen was silent, bursts of resentment drifted out, and the insects around him quieted down.

"I kicked you and I was wrong, but you hit me too. Yu Xiao plucked up the courage to say again.

Jiang Miaowen remained silent.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and Yu Xiao sighed, she didn't want to stand outside for the night, and walked towards Jiang Miaowen.

Jiang Miaowen clenched his fists, nodded sideways, spread his legs slightly, and took a stance.

Yu Xiao walked over slowly, only one step away from Jiang Miaowen.

Yu Xiao's arm was raised, and Jiang Miaowen also raised his fist violently, aiming at Yu Xiao's nose.

Dudu grinned as if he had been punched in the face, and the imaginary sound of the fight did not appear.

Yu Xiao squinted, held the river lantern in his hand, and handed it to Jiang Miaowen.

Jiang Miaowen's fist stopped next to Yu Xiao's face, and he looked at the paper flower in front of him in a daze.

"Today is the begging festival of mortals, I see that this lantern is very beautiful, so I specially bought it back and gave it to you. Yu Xiao threw the river lantern into Jiang Miaowen's arms, and his body drilled past him.

Jiang Miaowen looked at the lantern and rushed towards the backyard angrily, ready to throw the lantern on Yu Xiao's face.

The sound of splashing water in the backyard sounded, Jiang Miaowen stopped in a hurry, hesitated in place for a while, and decided to throw it to him another day.

Jiang Miaowen returned to the bedroom on the second floor and carefully placed the lanterns on the table.

He pushed open the window, looked at the faint small building through the dense branches, and clearly saw Shi Yiwen and Li Xiuwen putting out lanterns.

There was no stream near their house, so they let Lingmo float in the air, and the lanterns were held by Lingmo and surrounded the two of them.

In the end, Shi Yiwen clapped his hands, and those lanterns left the spirit ink and flew towards the vast sky.

"It's so pretty—"

Jiang Miaowen lowered his head when he heard this, and saw that Yu Xiao was also looking up at those rising lanterns.

Yu Xiao also saw Jiang Miaowen, and said with a smile: "Miaowen, don't peek when you say it." If you want to see it, you can ...... generously."

"Wow!"

Jiang Miaowen slammed the window shut.

The next day, Yu Xiao found that Jiang Miaowen's attitude towards her was much better, and he actually began to teach how to make spiritual ink with a Hansong pen.

"Oh, he was happy to give him a gift. ”

Yu Xiao thought that he had found the secret of peaceful coexistence with Jiang Miaowen, and bought gifts back to him every now and then, all of which were mortal gadgets.

Tao ringing balls, sachets, all kinds of wooden figures, bone whistles, are children's toys, and the Mid-Autumn Festival also bought him a pair of rabbits.

Jiang Miaowen looked stupid when he first received gifts, and he didn't know how to deal with them, but later he got used to them and put them in his room.

Jiang Miaowen no longer troubles Yu Xiao every day, and Yu Xiao's cultivation and make-up classes have also gone much smoother. More than half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and she could already use the Hansong pen to refine spiritual ink.

Although the Hansong pen is one in the Hanmo Pavilion, it is a rare magic weapon with growth.

At first, it was just a low-grade magic weapon, and according to the master's cultivation and refining, the level gradually increased.

In this way, there will be no situation where you can't control it and backfire on the master's divine sense, and it won't go up the master's level, and the magic weapon level is not enough, so you won't take advantage of it anymore.

The Han Song Pen in Yu Xiao's hand has been refined to the middle grade by Song Liyi, she can make three or four grades of spiritual ink, but she has to use her divine sense to refine the Han Song Pen every day, so that the Han Song Pen is more suitable for her spiritual power.

Although Jiang Miaowen still had a straight face, he patiently told Yu Xiao the method and formula of refining.

As for making spiritual ink, it is very similar to alchemy, which is also to add various materials to the cold pine pen for refining, but without fire, it uses divine sense.

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