Xuling Zhenren left, and only Chi Yao and Luo Fengchen, who had a cold face, were left outside this huge Jinglan Palace.

"Come here yet!"

Luo Fengchen's cold voice came from behind him, Chi Yao only felt a stiffness in his back, and had to turn around and keep up with Luo Fengchen's pace.

At this moment, she regretted it incomparably, if she had followed the master just now, she could have taken advantage of the old man by the way, but now she had to throw herself into the net to get a pen with a person who exudes no approachability.

Well, not necessarily yet.

"Hurry up!" Luo Fengchen saw Chi Yao grinding in the back, and said again.

Chi Yao had to bow her head and follow her honestly, and after walking for a while, the person in front of her suddenly stopped, she was caught off guard, and the whole person bumped into it.

Who would have thought that this Luo Fengchen really didn't have any pity at all, so he stood in front of her coldly, watching her stagger to the ground.

"Oops!" Chi Yao touched her sore buttocks, secretly glad that she landed on her buttocks, otherwise it would be ugly to fall and eat shit.

"Remember to walk with your eyes. "Another stinking reprimand.

Chi Yao got up in embarrassment, bent down honestly, and said, "Yes." ”

But in my heart, I secretly despised it, and walked well, what a stop!

Luo Fengchen seemed to hear what she was thinking, hooked his lips, and said, "It's time to turn around." ”

Chi Yao looked up in surprise, only to find that they had come to the middle of the Jinglan Palace, everything here was too familiar, Chi Yao looked at a fruit tree not far away, and the stone table under the tree.

I thought to myself, this is not just familiar, this is exactly the same as the layout of her bamboo heart building!

The same bamboo forest, the same flowers and plants, the same bricks and tiles, and even the decorations on the walls are exactly the same.

Chi Yao couldn't help but disdain, how undedicated this decoration worker was, he simply made the door the same!

Wait, Chi Yao stared incredulously at the person with his back to him, he was just explaining to himself, and could he know what was going on in her heart? Or did he just guess?

Chi Yao was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, no matter which of the two it was, it was terrifying enough for him to explain to himself!

The person walking in front of him didn't know that his sudden small movements would scare the girl.

Luo Fengchen only cared about walking by himself, and when he walked to the study, he naturally stopped and waited for someone.

After a long time, he looked back impatiently, and the girl was still standing in the middle of the courtyard, not knowing what she was thinking.

Luo Fengchen didn't laugh angrily, "Don't come over quickly!"

"Yes!" Chi Yao replied stiffly and straightly.

Luo Fengchen just stood and looked at her quietly for a second, hooked his lips quietly, and turned around and walked into the study.

When Chi Yao walked into the study, she found that not all the places in the Jinglan Hall were the same as Zhuxin Xiaozhu, and she didn't have this study now.

She looked at the antique place in front of her that exuded a strong smell of books, she liked it tightly, and subconsciously stumbled in the room, automatically shielding Luo Fengchen who was sitting behind the desk.

Chi Yao raised his hand and gently stroked the nearby bookshelf, saying that this is a study, but rather a library, because the more you go inside, the more this bookshelf will be, it seems to be constantly increasing, constantly moving.

When Chi Yao stopped to check the surrounding environment, she found herself on the second floor of the study, and she realized that she was not walking just now, but was driven by something, what was it?

She looked at the elevator under her feet, which looked like a 21st century elevator. So the question is, how is she going back?

Thinking about it in her heart, she suddenly found that she began to gradually move downward, and the bookshelves beside her disappeared, and when she landed on her feet, she quickly looked up at the floating bookshelves, and they disappeared.

Damn! Telepathy, such a!

Chi Yao looked at everything in front of her in surprise, this was the world of cultivating immortals! She really liked it more and more!

Luo Fengchen, who was sitting behind her and secretly watching all this, had dim eyes, and a complicated look appeared in his deep eyes.

Luo Fengchen's right hand flicked lightly above the desk, and a delicate long box appeared in front of him, the wooden box was finely made, and the flowers on the box case were carved vividly.

He reached out and stroked it, gently opening it, but there was a very ordinary brush lying inside.

The barrel of the brush is made of bamboo, but this bamboo is a little special, one yellow and one green.

The bristles of the pen are as white as jade, Luo Fengchen paused with the pen holder, put it back again, saw Chi Yao walking towards him, and flicked his sleeve to conjure another pen on the left hand side.

He looked at the silver brush on his right, his eyes wandering, and he flicked his sleeve back to take it back.

Chi Yao just approached, so he pushed the pen on his left hand in front of her and said, "Come and get the pen." ”

Chi Yao looked at the pen and frowned slightly.

Luo Fengchen looked at her reaction, slightly displeased, and said, "What, don't you like it?" The indifferent tone seemed to say, if you don't like it, you can't refuse.

"No, I like it, I like it. Chi Yao stretched out his hands and picked up the brush from his uncle's gift from the table.

How to say, it's not that she doesn't like it, it's always good to have a pen, but she doesn't know how to use a brush, is there a hard pen? fountain pen, ballpoint pen, really no, pencil is also made!

"Thank you, uncle. Chi Yao thanked him with a glance and said, "If Uncle Shi is fine, the disciple will leave first." ”

"Uncle Shi?" Chi Yao saw that he was silent and asked again.

Luo Fengchen didn't answer, his eyes looked out of the window tactfully, he seemed to think of something, his eyebrows froze, the hand on the table tightened slightly, and then let go with relief.

"Stay here. ”

Chi Yao didn't know why, thinking that he had misheard, he asked carefully again, and said, "Uncle Shi, what did you just say?"

Luo Fengchen frowned slightly, and his bright eyes looked at the open space behind Chi Yao.

His hand on the table froze, got up and waved his sleeves, and a table and chair were transformed next to Chi Yao, and there was paper, ink, and inkstone on the table.

Chi Yao looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, this is really something that an immortal cultivator can conjure?

She was excited, looked at Luo Fengchen with admiration, couldn't wait, and said, "Uncle Shi, can I worship you as a teacher?"

The eager little eyes were all too familiar to Luo Fengchen, he got up and walked past Chi Yao, walked to the door of the study, looked away with a sideways face, and said to Chi Yao: "Since you have already worshiped under your master's door, you must no longer think about him, hand over the door rules that you have copied a hundred times before lunch!" After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, and the door was slammed shut.

Chi Yao stood in place and felt inexplicable, was he angry? Could it be that he had touched his scales?

Chi Yao was helpless, so he had to sit in front of the chair and write the family rules honestly, while writing the family rules, he also despised it in his heart, "In ancient times, it was trouble, and if you copied the family rules at every turn, you couldn't make something new?

As soon as she finished speaking, Chi Yao realized that something was wrong again, and held her mouth, if her small body was to stand on the top of the cylinder, she might faint.

No, she was happy again, and it was okay to faint, so she didn't have to be punished.

Chi Yao, who was sitting in the study copying the door rules, didn't know that all her actions were in Luo Fengchen's eyes.

At this time, he was sitting next door, slightly moved in front of a mirror, and the people in the mirror who were angry, laughing, sad, and happy all touched his heart.