Chapter 38 Travel

Zong Xiu began to draw a new fire spirit pattern again, and after a few attempts, Zong Xiu suddenly stopped his pen again and pondered. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he drew again, Zong Xiu seemed to have a new understanding, the painting spirit pen walked the dragon, the fire aura disappeared a little bit, and when the painting was completed, the fire aura appeared and flashed one by one like stars. And the whole drawing process seems to be done in one go, without any sense of pause and obscurity.

Zong Xiu looked at the completed spirit pattern rune paper with satisfaction, according to the time of the ghost city, it has been two years since he got the fire control heart trick. In the past two years, he has been playing with the art of fire control all the time, and he doesn't know the habits of fire spiritual power, but he definitely has a lot of experience.

Therefore, it can be said that in terms of the control of fire spirit power, Zong Xiu is already far ahead of ordinary outer disciples, and because of this, he can successfully draw the fire spirit pattern so smoothly. If he is asked to draw other spirit patterns, I am afraid that the effect will be greatly reduced.

But Miaoji and Zuo Qingwen didn't know this, in their eyes, Zong Xiu was a beginner disciple, who had no foundation in cultivation before, and didn't know how to draw spirit patterns, but in a short period of time, they painted spirit patterns in a good way, how could they not be surprised.

Miao Ji even had a different mind, originally thought that it would be good to invest so much in Zong Xiu, and it would be good to get back to the basics, but now it seems that there may be a lot to be done.

Miao Ji pulled Zuo Qingwen and whispered a few words, Zuo Qingwen hesitated a little at first, but later it seemed that she not only agreed, but also looked a little excited.

After Miao Ji settled, she said to Zong Xiu: "You stay here for two days, I will make some preparations with Qingwen, and then we will set off." ”

Zong Xiu asked, "Where are you going?"

Miao Ji replied, "Rift Valley." ”

Zong Xiu was stunned and said, "Where is this?"

Zuo Qingwen just wanted to answer, but Miao Ji spoke first: "What are you doing with so many questions? ”

Then he turned to Zuo Qingwen and said, "Have you eaten here?"

Zuo Qingwen didn't know why, but she still replied: "Yes." ”

Miao Ji said: "Take it out and give it to him, see that he finishes eating, and then we will go out." ”

Zuo Qingwen suddenly remembered that Miao Ji said that Zong Xiu almost starved to death in cultivation, obviously Miao Ji was afraid that Zong Xiu would repeat the old thing. She looked at Zong Xiu with wide eyes, and said with some disbelief: "This ...... Probably not, right?"

Miao Ji also looked at Zong Xiu and snorted softly, the meaning was very obvious.

Zong Xiu didn't refute either, and said, "Give me what you eat." ”

After watching Zong Xiu finish eating, Miao Ji left with Zuo Qingwen with satisfaction, while Zong Xiu continued to immerse herself in the spirit pattern painting.

Two days later, Miao Ji and Zuo Qingwen came back early in the morning, and Zong Xiu saw that both of them had big bags and small bags, and he was a little puzzled, but he didn't feel strange when he thought that the storage magic weapon was very expensive.

When Miao-hee saw So-so, she asked So-so to pack her things - in fact, there was nothing to pack - and she was ready to go.

When he got out of the Spirit Control Sect, he went on a main road. After walking for about half an hour, Zong Xiu suddenly saw someone waiting in front of him, and when the person saw Zong Xiu and his party, he danced his arms happily, and then shouted: "Pavilion master, old man, I'm back again! There is also a stinky boy, but I haven't seen you for a long time!

Looking at this thin body with exaggerated physical performance, it is actually a cold river fisherman who has not appeared for a long time!

Hanjiang Diaosu shouted and ran towards Zong Xiu, Zong Xiu has never had a good impression of this old man, he was just about to put on Zong Xiu's shoulder, Zong Xiu hurriedly blocked him with his hand.

"Oh, stinky boy, what are you doing? The old man wants to kill you like this!"

Zong Xiu replied: "Do you want me to die?" I think it's probably because you want me to die, right?"

Hanjiang Fishing Suo laughed, and said in his mouth: "The same, the same!"

There was still the black panther on the side of Hanjiang Diaosuo, Zong Xiu knew that it was a demon beast domesticated by Miaoji, and he hadn't seen it for a long time, but he didn't expect to follow Hanjiang Diaosuo.

Hanjiang Diaosu walked up to Miao Ji again, and arched his hand: "Pavilion master, the old man received a message from you on the way back, and he hurriedly went to the imperial mausoleum ......"

As soon as the word "Imperial Mausoleum" came out, Zong Xiu's expression changed suddenly, but Miao Ji stopped Hanjiang Diaosu from continuing.

Zuo Qingwen on the side didn't know anything about the twists and turns in the middle, and she didn't know Hanjiang Diaosuo, so she asked, "Who are you?"

When Hanjiang Diaosu saw that there was still someone who didn't know him, he quickly straightened his chest and said, "This little girl, you are a new member of the pavilion master, right? I don't even know ......."

Miao Ji coughed lightly, interrupting Hanjiang Diaosuo's words, and then Zhan Yan smiled at Zuo Qingwen and said, "It's all something I made up when I was in the world, don't be surprised by my junior sister." ”

Zuo Qingwen hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no." ”

Hanjiang Diaosuo's eyes purred a few times, and he already understood the situation a little, and suddenly bowed to Zuo Qingwen and said: "Subordinate Yanyu Pavilion Yuwei Hanjiang Diaosuo, I have seen the pavilion master's junior sister!"

Although it looks like a serious bow, with that small figure, how do you look at it and feel funny.

Zuo Qingwen didn't understand these secular things, so she hurriedly returned the courtesy. As soon as Hanjiang Diaosu saw Zuo Qingwen return the salute, his waist bent even lower, and he even shook his head, his head was lowered to the ground, and the words in his mouth were unclear.

Or Miao Ji stopped this farce with a voice, otherwise if she tossed Hanjiang Diaosu so much, she wouldn't have to rush this way.

Myo-hee put all her baggage on the panther and sat down on it herself. Hanjiang Yusuo raised his head behind him and walked with a majestic appearance.

Zuo Qingwen fell behind with Zong Xiu, and after a while, she whispered: "Senior Brother Zong, are you familiar with the old man in front?"

Zong Xiu replied: "I'm not familiar." He added in his heart: He is not familiar with Miao Ji either.

Zuo Qingwen let out an "oh", and then muttered in a low voice: "It looks so weird." ”

After walking for a while, Zuo Qingwen said again: "Sect Brother, do you know Rift Wind Valley?"

Zong Xiu replied: "I don't know. "But I thought to myself: I just asked two days ago, and Miao Ji said to ask so much what to do, didn't you hear it next to me at the time?

Zuo Qingwen didn't know what Zong Xiu was thinking, and patiently explained: "Out of Longjiang Market Town, continue to walk along the Longjiang River, about seven or eight days, you can see a big canyon, that is the Split Wind Valley." ”

When Jong-su saw that Miao-hee was preparing so many things, he knew that the trip was going to be long. According to Zuo Qingwen's words, it used to take seven or eight days, so it would take about half a month to go back and forth, but I don't know how long Miao Ji is going to stay there.

Zuo Qingwen continued: "There are a lot of demon beasts and spirit grass in the Split Wind Canyon, and most of our outer disciples of the Spirit Control Sect go there to catch and tame the demon beasts. Sister Miao's Wind Leopard and my cloud sculpture were all caught there...... You see, that's my cloud carving. ”

Zuo Qingwen pointed to the sky, Zong Xiu looked at it, and sure enough, there was a big eagle in the sky, which must be the cloud eagle that Zuo Qingwen said.