In the early morning of the next day, the sky was slightly bright, and the wind was a little cold, so she tightened Chen Nier's clothes, looking at her reddish eyes, Yi Fan chuckled and patted her little head: "Go to Shushan, remember to be obedient, don't be naughty, practice hard, maybe one day, we will meet again." ”

Chen Nier pursed her lips, knelt down, kowtowed a few times, and then was lifted on the horse by Zhuge Liuyun, and laughed: "Brother Yi, there will be a period later." ”

Liu Yu and Chen Lan rode on the same horse, followed closely, and disappeared into the distance after a while.

Yi Fan didn't move for a long time, and after sunrise, he turned back and looked at the silent Taoist temple, inexplicably a little sad.

In life, how can there be no separation?

Shaking his head, he sighed, and he didn't bother to do the morning class, entered the secret room, took out the secret method that Zhuge Liuyun gave him yesterday, and wrote the 'Law Eye', looking at its content, it is a relatively rare secret method of breaking delusion, practicing to the depths, all illusory can not escape the eyes, no matter how many changes you make, it is just in vain.

There is a record of the predecessors in the secret law books, it should be the high cultivator of Shushan, who recorded some of his own experiences, which mentioned that if there is a fate, you can even get other supernatural powers to be alienated, and practice a pair of unique supernatural powers.

It's a pity that there is only the upper half, and the lower half is nowhere to be seen, even in Shushan, it is not that Zhuge Liuyun can hide it, which is also the reason why the Shushan Sword Sect is very generous to let Zhuge Liuyun take it out.

This kind of secret method, I don't know how many there are in Shushan, it is not rare, and it is still a remnant book, even if it is practiced, it is just one more spell, and there is no other possibility of advancement, wasting a lot of time on it, but it is not beautiful.

In the secret law books, that senior has cultivated a pair of magic eyes, and even deduced his own unique magical powers based on his own experience, but it is not recorded in the classics.

But even so, such secret methods are not available to ordinary monks, even ordinary cultivation sects will treasure them, and they will easily not show them, let alone give them away at will.

Of course, it can't be said to be a gift, nearly a hundred 'Little Evil Talismans' are also a lot of wealth, even if he himself, he has accumulated over time, but most of them have been given away.

However, he felt that it was worth it, the talisman was gone, and he could make it again, but the secret method was hard to find and very precious.

......

Yi Fan stood on a deserted road, looked behind him, and a few miles further, he left the boundary of Guobei County, parting again, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back.

A few days ago, he closed the door of the Taoist temple and placed more than ten talismans inside and outside it, including the 'Little Evil Talisman' to ensure that demons and evil spirits could not enter, and the 'Horror' Talisman, which was learned from the incomplete 'Little Talisman Secret Book', which could make a certain range of creatures feel panicked, as if they encountered a natural enemy, and automatically retreated.

This is also to protect the Taoist temple, don't be occupied by others again in the days he is gone, at least not by mortals, and if the cultivator forcibly breaks in, then he can't do it, so he can only wait for him to come back and settle accounts after the autumn.

When everything was in order, he let the disgusted ghost carry his luggage on his back, and went all the way out after getting down.

When I went to Jiangxi, I was not in a hurry, so I simply moved forward slowly, traveled all the way to the past, and had the right to practice once.

The waterway is not passable, because of the drought, some sections of the river bottomed out, due to the chaos of the world, the general boat owners do not dare to receive guests at will, are the need for the yamen to issue the road guide.

At the boundary of Guobei County, the wharf was abandoned early, and naturally there were no boatmen, so they could only walk on a pair of feet.

Half a month later, outside a village, two people walked up, one tall and one short, the tall one wore a Taoist bun, the two sleeves were breezy, he was a Taoist priest, the short one was wearing a hat, carrying a package, and his head was listless.

It was Yi Fan and the ghost weary.

Before entering the village, the villagers saw them early, hid behind the eaves, looked at it, and when they saw Yi Fan's opinion, they immediately retreated, not daring to approach.

In a short time, more than a dozen men with sticks and a young man walked briskly.

Yi Fan is not surprised, although Jiangsu and Zhejiang are quite peaceful, it is inevitable that there will be some bandits who are running around, pretending to be business travelers or passers-by, and if they are not noticed for a while, they will set off a killing.

When they approached, he arched his hand first: "The laymen are polite." ”

The old man at the head looked at Yi Fan vigilantly, and only after half a sound did he speak: "Dao Chief, where did you come from, and where are you going, why did you come to our village?"

After two questions in a row, Yi Fan replied: "Poor Dao is practicing in Guobei County, traveling all the way here, my mouth is thirsty, and it is late, I want to spend one night in this treasure land, I don't know if it is convenient?"

Seeing that Yi Fan didn't look like a bad person, and he was also a mage, the old man couldn't refuse, so he hesitated and pointed to the distance outside the village: "There is a ruined temple over there, where can you go to rest, don't enter the village, otherwise you will not be polite." ”

The heart of defending people is indispensable, and the heart of harming people is indispensable.

Yi Fan doesn't mind, he is not a particular person, he can understand the concerns of the villagers, and it is good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, it is better than sleeping in a barren mountain, so he smiled: "I thanked the old layman for the poor." ”

"Go, go, don't go into the village. ”

The old man instructed again, and immediately waved his hand and led everyone back.

The deserted temple is not far from the village, the place is not big, just a dilapidated low house, in which the Buddha statue is crooked on one side, messy everywhere, and even the roof is full of holes.

It was really a ruined temple, Yi Fan cleaned up a clean place, asked the disgusted ghost to put down his baggage, go get some water and come back, and then pick up some dry firewood to prepare for the cold at night.

At night, he saw that some villagers were sneaking nearby, and he couldn't help but smile, knowing that this was to keep an eye on him, and he was afraid that it would be bandits, so he sneaked into the village in the middle of the night to do evil.

He let him go, lit a bonfire, took out dry food, and ate it with cold water.

The next morning, after finishing his morning class and preparing to eat something, he continued on his way, but there was a sudden commotion outside, and when he went out, he saw that it was four or five villagers, chasing a donkey tied to a rope.

The donkey was an old donkey, with no strength on his feet, and he was hungry for a few days, and his thin bones were surrounded after a while, and then he was scattered by the villagers and fell to the ground.

"Catch it, don't run away again, kill it and eat a good meal today. ”

It turned out that he was killing a donkey, but the donkey broke free from the rope and chased him all the way to stop there.

Yi Fan was stunned, but he listened to the desolate scream of the donkey, groaned, and stepped forward and shouted: "All laymen are slow." ”

"Dao Chief, what's the matter with you?"

After listening to the voice, the villagers raised their heads and saw that it was Yi Fan, and they froze.

Yi Fan approached, glanced at the old donkey who was pressed to the ground, and said, "I don't know how many laymen, why did you kill this donkey?"

"Why don't you kill it? The old people are old, they can't pull the grinding, and it's a waste of food to keep it, and you can eat some fresh meat after slaughtering. "Some villagers are impatient.

Yi Fan nodded, untied a bag from his waist, and took out an ingot of broken silver: "This is three taels of silver, I don't know if I can buy this old donkey?"