Early in the morning, the morning sun rises.

"What, how many chickens were missing last night?"

In the outer courtyard of Baiyun Academy, Elder Luo was furious, almost crazy, during this time, his Spirit Feather Chicken was stolen every three or five times, and if he stole it, he stole several of them, no matter how he prevented it, the other party could always steal his Spirit Feather Chicken.

Poor Elder Luo, a foreign elder, there are only a few dozen of the nearly two hundred spirit feather chickens left, and he is already doubting his life.

"What did I Luo do wrong, why did you treat me Luo like this?" Elder Luo asked Cang Tian angrily.

In the inner courtyard, Bai Huan burped and said, "I've been a little crazy lately, that old guy has a little little spirit feather chicken left, let's slow down for a while." ”

Ning Mu looked at him with disdain.

Bai Huan was furious: "Have you eaten less, what a look?" ”

"No," Bai Huan said: "Why hang yourself on a tree, like Elder Deng in the outer courtyard, I see that he has a lot of spirit feather ducks, change the taste!"

In the Wanfa Building, Mr. Wu, who was polite and polite, came to the first floor, which was full of left-handed cultivation methods.

He paused in front of every ray of light, spreading his powerful divine sense, as if checking something.

Finally, he came to the light and shadow of the 'Tattoo Dao' in the far corner, and after staying for a while, he frowned and asked the metal man: "According to the records, there are a total of thirty-six Tattoo Dao cultivation methods here, why are there only thirty-five copies left now, and one 'Tattoo Dao Book' is missing." ”

Mr. Wu pondered for a moment, and suddenly his face was shocked: "This Book of Tattoos is extremely precious, and our Baiyun Academy actually has such a treasure?"

Only then did Mr. Wu realize that Baiyun Academy had such a treasure, but unfortunately it was too late.

"It was taken away by a miscellaneous officer from the outer courtyard named Gu Qingci, but I didn't expect him to take this book away directly, and it has been four years. The metal man made an emotionless voice, unaware of the preciousness of the Book of Tattoos.

Mr. Wu was silent, because he had seen this young man before, and knew his whereabouts, and he had died in the new forbidden area of the Lianyun Mountain Range, and the book could never be recovered.

It's a pity that such a collection is a treasure, Mr. Wu sighed in his heart, he regrets that it is books, not people.

In the mountains and forests, facing the rising sun, Gu Qingci's right hand was glowing with a crystal texture, condensing a first-order spirit pattern in the air.

With the limit of his cultivation, he was able to condense a twenty-nine-fold first-order spirit pattern, and if he went any further, it would be difficult, and the speed of the condensation pattern would slow down.

The limit of the first-order spirit pattern was ninety-nine, and every time he broke through one layer, he could master ten more layers.

The limit of the first layer of the Spirit Sea is the nine-fold spirit pattern, and the limit of the ninth layer of the Spirit Sea is even the ninety-nine spirit pattern.

In this small forest, sometimes thunder flashes, sometimes sword qi is horizontal, sometimes flame and frost.

Gu Qingci found a problem, he currently has a lot of spirit patterns, both offensive and defensive, but it is too mediocre, he lacks a strong battle spirit pattern, but this kind of thing cannot be forced.

In addition to the Five Elements Spirit Pattern that Ning Mu gave him, he also found three very interesting ancient patterns in the academy.

Now after opening up the Spirit Sea, he can practice these three ancient patterns.

The three ancient patterns are 'sealed', 'phantom' and 'broken'.

The function of the 'seal' pattern is to suppress and seal.

The function of the 'phantom' pattern is to change the shape and hide the cultivation, which can not only pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but also bluff.

'Breaking the ban' can break the ban.

These three ancient patterns are very rare and extremely useful, especially the 'breaking the ban' ancient pattern, Gu Qingci thought of many uses at once.

Wearing a white robe decorated with clouds, condensing a 'phantom' ancient pattern, changing his appearance and becoming a seventeen-year-old boy, and also 'upgrading' his cultivation to the third layer of the spiritual sea, Gu Qingci left the mountains and forests, he no longer had Bigu Dan on his body, this kind of pill is indispensable in cultivation, he must purchase sufficient quantities.

Gu Qingci climbed the highest mountain nearby, this mountain was a thousand zhang high, there were no spirit beasts, not even a few fierce beasts.

There is a small solitary peak on the top of the mountain, there are no trees, strange rocks are craggy, and some wild grasses grow tenaciously and flutter in the wind.

Facing the rising sun, Gu Qingci stood on the small lonely peak, and there was a sea of clouds in his eyes, his eyes were looking at the rising sun, not afraid of strong light.

The wind on the top of the mountain blew, stirring his clothes, Gu Qingci's white clothes fluttered, and his temperament was dusty.

The next moment, he opened his arms and jumped from the top of a mountain more than a thousand zhang high, falling like a leaf.

This scene has been Gu Qingci looking forward to for a long time.

Flying was one of his best wishes, nothing more than immortality.

Before opening up the Spirit Sea, Gu Qingci had three beautiful wishes, flying, immortality, and endless spirit crystals.

Could there be anything better in the world than these three?

When he fell, the clouds on the white robe began to flicker, and the white clouds seemed to float out, which was the pattern of 'floating'.

A soft force supported Gu Qingci, although he was still falling, but the speed was much slower, like a feather slowly falling.

The tattoos on the white robe kept flickering, and Gu Qingci slowly descended, slowly from a height of 1,000 zhang to 900 zhang, then to 800 zhang, and then to 700 zhang......

This state of floating soothed his whole body, and he almost fell asleep, and he closed his eyes and tried to experience this flight-like power with his heart.

The spiritual patterns on the white robe began to slowly dim, this white robe has limited material, and it can't support a thousand zhang height at all, it is a one-time product, just to experience this feeling of floating.

500 zhang, 400 zhang, 300 zhang......

Finally, the white robe began to have traces of fragmentation, and the flickering light became more and more dim, and when it reached a distance of 100 zhang, the white robe finally could not support it, and it was broken inch by inch, turning into a fladding cloth in the sky, floating away with the wind.

Gu Qingci suddenly lost weightless, he opened his eyes, his expression was calm, and without delay, he took out the crane-shaped pattern from the storage bag.

The crane-shaped pattern was only the size of a palm at first, but it quickly enlarged in the air, and eventually became an elegant white crane with a height of one person and a wingspan of one zhang wide, which was lifelike.

Huge white cranes spread their wings in the air.

Gu Qingci just landed on the back of the white crane, and he put on a white robe embroidered with the crane again. Becoming a teenager flying on a crane, this picture, he has been looking forward to for a long time, and now he can finally experience it.

At this moment, Gu Qingci seemed to have returned to that youth, his mood was the same as that time, he was young and frivolous, he couldn't help but let out a clear whistle.

Although this crane-shaped artifact is very good, it is only a work of Gu Qingci before opening up the spiritual sea, it flies low, the speed is slow, and it is even a little shaky and not stable enough, and Gu Qingci is also needed to provide a little spiritual power.

Despite all the shortcomings, this crane-shaped pattern is still very good, you know, the two monks of the Luo family can't fly at all, this is only Gu Qing's work when he quit the Five Realms, if he makes a flying pattern again now, there will be no defects.

Gu Qingci felt that this was very good, he currently had few spirit crystals, and the reserves of spirit patterns were not enough, if he made another flying pattern device, it would not be enough for the conditions.

The boy who rode the crane flew from morning to sunset, and finally found an ancient town of Xiuxian, and there was a fang market in the ancient town, which ended the half-day flight.

In the evening, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the cautious teenager landed a few miles away in the ancient town, put away the eye-catching crane-shaped vessel, and walked into the ancient town.

The ancient town is called Baishui Town, some prosperous, the scale is not small, there are mortals and immortal cultivators in the town, there are several mountains around the ancient town, you can see a piece of spiritual field, planting spiritual rice, spiritual fruit trees and spiritual medicine, most of them are spiritual rice, accounting for eight or nine out of ten.

Fang City is in the middle of Baishui Town, Gu Qingci walked on the streets of Baishui Town, and the mortals and immortal cultivators passed in parallel in the lively streets, although they were in the same ancient town, their fates were very different.

At this time, the floor of the street shook slightly, Gu Qingci heard quickly, and heard the faint sound of horses' hooves from behind, and there were people galloping on the street, more than one person.

That kind of voice is very familiar, Gu Qingci has heard it once, it is the voice of the scale horse, which means that it is the iron horse of the Xiuxian family.

After a while, the vibration of the floor became louder and louder, the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, and an arrogant voice came from behind: "Deng family travel, don't get in the way!"

As soon as this voice came out, the mortals of the street suddenly dodged in panic to both sides,

A group of immortal cultivators riding scaly horses rushed through the street wantonly, and there were a total of four immortal cultivators, all of whom were about twenty years old, cultivating to the second or third level of the Linghai realm.

Gu Qingci's eyes were sharp, and he saw that these four people had green jade hanging from their waists, and there was a 'Deng' word on the jade.

"Deng Xiwen, that guy is also surnamed Deng. Gu Qingci thought like this, although it was not his original appearance, he still looked harmless to humans and animals.

This idea is similar to "Elder Luo is also surnamed Luo." "There is a danger of the same.

He casually asked someone, and soon got the news that the Deng family was one of the several major families in Baishui Town, and many of the Lingtian outside belonged to the Deng family, a full quarter.

"So does anyone from the Deng family become a student in Baiyun Academy? Gu Qing asked the big man who answered his question, this big man was in his forties, very talkative, and he looked like a talker.

"It is said that there is a man named Deng Xiwen, who became a student of the inner courtyard at the end of last year. Dahan replied.