At five or six o'clock in the morning, inside a farmhouse in Yushan County.

Yang Xi washed his face, woke up the two leopards who were sleeping soundly on the side, and then climbed onto the roof in the dark.

In the late autumn morning, there was no sun, and the surroundings were deserted, and the boss had not woken up yet, and he didn't know anything about the behavior of his overnight guest.

"It's a little cold, it's going to be winter in another month, right?" Yang Xi yawned, took out the brush he bought from his pocket, dipped it in cinnabar that had taken several days to debug, and slowly drew on his wooden sword.

It's been a week since Shangrao landed, and Yang Xi has determined that the one who pops out to kill people everywhere this time is a zombie, or the kind of thief, that is, the news is very strictly controlled by the official, and what falls into the ears of ordinary people is some gossip materials, and it is usually done by saying it with melon seeds, there is no need to make a fuss.

But Old Ghost Yang is a person who wants to go up the mountain, and he may be confronted by the real stiffness that wanders through the mountains and forests, so he has to guard against it......

Therefore, before going up the mountain, Yang Xi needs to upgrade his weapons and adjust his physical condition to the best.

"It's so good, it's really big-hearted and fat. Listening to the loud snoring sound coming from downstairs, Yang Xi sighed in his heart, "There is such a big incident next door and you can sleep so soundly, I really don't know who is better." ”

Yang Xi knows that everything in the government is mainly to maintain stability, and he does not object to their approach, after all, if such a big country is in chaos, the disaster will definitely be worse than a zombie.

But the revival of aura is the general trend of the world after all, even if some people want to maintain a stable situation, it is just a mantis arm as a car, dying and struggling.

"Look at the current level, you can still have a good year......

Mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, Yang Xi put his pen on the wooden sword body, and slowly but forcefully outlined the runes.

The spiritual power continued to infiltrate the brush through the fingers, so that the hairs that were originally dyed red turned out to be a little purple, and with the outline of the runes, there were also some small lines on the wooden sword.

"Hehe, in ancient times, Wang Xizhi wrote three points into the wood, and now there is also my Yang Xi's drawing talisman like a knife......" said a joke in his mouth, Yang Xi also kicked Gou Fulai, "Pay attention, as soon as the sun comes out, you will have to catch that wisp of purple gas, you know?"

The sun rises in the east and produces purple qi, for monks and cultivating beasts, it is an excellent thing, and now that Gou Fulai and Gou Yuangai have opened their minds, they can also learn together, and Yang Xi doesn't mind teaching them.

At 5:50, the sun officially dawned.

The two leopards jumped to the top of the house in unison as Yang Xi had told them before, inhaling and exhaling frantically at the sun, making a heavy sound from their throats.

However, absorbing purple qi is a very difficult thing, and Yang Xi also did it several times before he succeeded, not to mention these two big cats, including this time, they have been carried out eight times.

And when the first ray of sunlight shone on the wooden sword, Yang Xi just finished the last stroke, and a thunderbolt suddenly flowed out of the tip of the pen, and after this moment of brilliance, this brush had done its best, and it turned into ashes after leaving Yang Xi's hand.

The runes have been completed, and the thoroughly refined wooden sword is even more extraordinary, it is still non-gold and non-wood, but it is by no means like plastic to give people a light and fluttering feeling, but calm and powerful, and the spiritual power flows on the wooden sword through the runes, dispelling the surrounding cold.

"Okay, then you can go up the mountain today!" With a wave of the sword, a fierce sky-breaking life appeared, and then it flipped over, and the thunder and thunder exploded and disappeared.

Yang Xi put the wooden sword back in his bag, played the guidance technique a few more times, and beckoned to Gou Fulai, who still hadn't been able to absorb the purple qi, and said, "Okay, continue to work hard in a few days, there will be opportunities every day, don't worry!"

"Take advantage of the fact that there will be no one, you go to the woods, and I will come to you later. ”

Yang Xi was tired of carrying these two goods all day long, and the leopards were also panicking, but fortunately, farmhouses are generally opened close to the mountains and rivers, and it just happened that today both parties were relaxed and relaxed.

Seeing the two leopards run into the woods and disappear, Yang Xi went downstairs to say goodbye to the boss and wandered slowly on the street with his bag.

Seriously, it seems that after coming down from the Yellow Mountain, he has not walked on the street so easily.

After dawn, there were more people on the road, and the people who came and went just brought Yang Xi, who didn't know where he was going, and when he raised his eyes, he realized that he had been driven to the foot of the mountain by the flow of people.

Yushan County is as its name, just on the edge of Huaiyu Mountain, and the mountain in front of you is also a part of the entire Huaiyu Mountain Range, holding the name of Sanqing Mountain "Taoist Resort" not far from the next door, there is also a magnificent Taoist temple on it, the incense is OK on weekdays, and foreign tourists also like to visit there.

"Since you're here, let's take a look, it's still ......early anyway" Listening to the sound of the bell from the top of the mountain, Yang Xi stepped on the stairs leading to the Taoist temple and blended into the crowd without buying a ticket.

The Taoist temple here is very serious, unlike the one that Yang Xi cultivated himself, it is a place to worship the gods in the Eight Classics - there are Sanqing Patriarchs in front, Haotian God in the back, and the funny thing is that Guanyin Bodhisattva and Buddha are also enshrined next to it......

This inexplicable and harmonious scene made Yang Lao Ghost couldn't help laughing, especially when he recalled the fierce competition between Buddhism and Taoism in his previous life, which made Yang Xi laugh even more......

"I really never expected that the two families who used to fight the dog's brain are now the guys in the same hall, tsk, if that group of people come to see the scene after a thousand years, they will definitely want to bury themselves alive......"

"Let's go to the apse and take a look, it seems that the host here is also there?"

As a Taoist host of a tourist attraction, his reputation abroad must be good, not to mention that the gods are alive, for the sake of the incense of the Taoist temple, he must be packaged with something magical - but Yang Xi thinks that it is too exaggerated to package people as divine doctors, who can cure diseases by touching them, and who also knows astronomy and geography.

However, on the way to the apse, Yang Xi was bumped by a guy in a trance, but he was fine, and the fat man who hit him fell to the ground instead.

"Mr. Zhou, are you okay......" The people next to him hurriedly helped people up, turned around and looked at Yang Xi with an angry face, "Why did you hit someone!"

......

Yang Xi was surprised by what he said, "What are you talking about?"

"You!" the man wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mr. Zhou.

"On the territory of the Taoist chief, don't make trouble for me!"

He rubbed his aching buttocks and glared at Yang Xi, "Next time you walk and look at some people, I don't know how to let you?"

Mr. Zhou touched the sweat on his head and was about to take someone away.

Yang Xi blinked behind him and suddenly shouted out to this wave of people, "Wait......"

"This Mr. Zhou, you seem to be a little worried. ”

"Why do I think you look so much like a dog?"