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A point of light was halfway up the mountain, where the bluestone was.

A point of light on the road from Xiayan Village to Mengcheng is the Galloping Horse Stone.

A point of light is in the ancestral hall, which is the statue of the ancestors of the Yan family.

A point of light is in Zi Baifeng's study, which should be that Zi Baifeng's abacus of raising demons.

These four points of light vary in brightness and size, but they are indeed shining. And in the vicinity of these four points of light, the shrouded dead qi became lighter, especially near the bluestone, the dead qi was almost completely dispelled.

Although among these four points of light, only Qingshi has really become a demon, and the others have only inherited Zi Baifeng's aura, but this is the aura of raising demons after all, and it has its own special features, which are completely different from other aura.

Under the backdrop of these four points of light, the dead air of the entire Xiayan Village seems to have been dispelled and become vibrant, and looking down, you can see that there are a lot more green plants around the village than before.

At the turn of spring and summer, it is the season when all things are in full swing, and the dead air is dispelled, and the living beings immediately become more numerous.

And in addition to these four points of light, there are also these black dots moving. The black dots vary in depth, some are faint and unclear, and some are thick and heavy.

There are a lot of black spots, and they are all concentrated in private schools.

These...... Is it human?

There are four of them, one is in Zi Baifeng's house, that is the father, one is not far from the opposite, that is the Yan Wu family, one is in the private school, that is a small stone, and the other is moving out of the private school, it is Yan Lao Wu!

Zi Baifeng's heart moved, and he immediately understood that this must also be a kind of belief, trusting or being close to himself, the three of his father absolutely trust him, and Yan Lao Wu actually trusts himself so much?

In addition, there is a black spot, which is only slightly weaker than these four black spots, and looking at the location, it turns out to be four dogs.

This guy was really scared by Zi Baifeng and surrendered.

Looking closely, Zi Baifeng found that he could still see what these people were doing, Daddy was sawing wood, Yan Wu was cooking, Sigou was sleeping, Yan Lao Wu was walking fast, and Xiaoshi was ...... I'm grimacing at myself.

I wanted to continue watching, but who knew that Lu Dao's head suddenly fainted, Zi Baifeng staggered, and hurriedly grabbed the door frame, only to find that his spiritual power had been exhausted, and he had not had time to replenish his spiritual power when he got up in the morning recently.

After a little thought, Zi Baifeng understood why this was so.

As the so-called relationship is born from the heart, this porcelain piece fell into the hands of others, maybe it is the legendary art of seeing and hearing, or it may be a bronze mirror, reflecting everything in the world, or it will turn into a picture scroll and draw all living beings, but for Zi Baifeng, these are not intuitive enough, the most intuitive is the satellite map that played the game from a bird's-eye perspective in the previous life, high above, and has insight into all things.

It's just that transforming all living beings into images that can be seen is not without consumption, what it consumes is spiritual power, Zi Baifeng's spiritual power.

This is another benefit brought by the porcelain piece, at present, it seems that it should have a certain relationship with the demon raising technique, but the specific relationship is unknown.

Zi Baifeng is a person with a strong desire for knowledge, he has just met a new toy, and he is really unhappy not to understand, but there is still a large group of bear children waiting for him to train him, what should I do?

As soon as Zi Baifeng's eyes rolled, he had an idea, he returned to the private school, and said, "On the first day of today, let's change the form of class, come, everyone bring their own things and follow me to the mountain!"

Whether it was big or small, they were all surprised, only Xiaoshi laughed, he knew that Daozi Baifeng must have taken these people to the big stone on the mountain.

A group of people out of the private school, mighty to the mountain, the team is round, the big one pulls the small one, the small one follows the big one, and a few big children carry their younger brothers, but it is very friendly.

In front of Daqingshi, Zi Baifeng asked the children to sit on the ground - although it was far less comfortable than the tables and chairs in the private school, the children were obviously much more relaxed, especially those who had never been to the private school, and they were no longer as resistant as they were just now.

Zi Baifeng leaned his back against the big bluestone and said, "You sit down first, I'll tell you a story, well, just tell you a story about the fox fairy......"

These children, what they like the most are strange things, suddenly pricked up their ears one by one when they heard the words.

"It is said that the general sentence of Fenzhou Mansion is a man surnamed Zhu......"

"Where is Fenzhou Mansion?"

"What's the general rule?" immediately interrupted him with a curious baby.

"Fenzhou Mansion is a far away place, and you don't know what to do. ”

"Then how do you know the way?" someone asked, and suddenly asked in a mess.

Zi Baifeng suddenly found that he really underestimated the difficulty of being a private school teacher, but fortunately, Zi Baifeng is now a little authoritative, straightened his face, and said, "Just listen to me!"

This silenced the chaotic voices of the crowd.

In fact, the story told by Zi Baifeng is a very small story in Liaozhai, but Zi Baifeng added fuel and vinegar to tell it, a short and concise story of the Fenzhou fox, but it is also ups and downs, hearing that Zhu Gong and the fox have been in love for a long time, these guys are yearning one by one, and they can't wait for a fox fairy to run in front of them immediately and solve the great cause of marrying a wife. And when they heard that the two were about to separate, they couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy, and the two were still separated after hearing the most stubborn, and they were silent for a long time.

Seeing that both big children and small children can understand and listen with relish, Zi Baifeng nodded secretly in his heart, which is of course related to the fascinating words of Zi Baifeng, but at the same time, it is also because next to this big bluestone, the aura is extraordinarily sufficient, the attention is also very easy to concentrate, and the comprehension has also been enhanced. This is the feng shui treasure place that Zi Baifeng learned, and now there are more people coming, it seems that instead of affecting Uncle Qingshi's absorption of aura, he feels that Uncle Qingshi is more happy, it seems that more people's thinking, more people's words, so that he can get more spirituality. And Zi Baifeng was even more surprised that he found that in the process of lecturing, he had unknowingly used the demon cultivation technique.

A few days ago, the recipe for raising demons could indeed only be written with a pen, and the goal could only be aimed at one person, but now, it has changed, and it can actually be "preached".

Could it be that the demon cultivation recipe has been promoted to the second level of "yin and yang birth"? After a moment of careful understanding, he shook his head again, the first level of the demon cultivation recipe itself is only "more than half" of the level, this "preaching" is just a change born after the first level of the demon cultivation recipe is more than half, although it can cover more people, but it is more like a subtle subtlety, rather than the almost finishing touch of the pen and writing.

Looking up, the students were concentrating, and when they looked back, Uncle Qingshi was also listening carefully, and the aura and wisdom formed a perfect cycle, with Zi Baifeng as the center and the demon cultivation recipe as the support, a new world of self-circulation was built here.

Zi Baifeng was surprised inexplicably, if humans and demons can coexist like this, then where did the legends of monsters come from? Perhaps, this is actually the special role of raising demons?

Zi Baifeng was puzzled, but no one could solve his puzzles, he leaned back on the bluestone to tell the story, and the aura had already entered his body spontaneously, and now the bluestone no longer needs to write with a pen, it can already listen and perceive everything around it.

Because in the past, he always wrote on bluestone, so bluestone can communicate with Zibaifeng by using aura to transform handwriting. And if you tell stories here every day from now on, then maybe Uncle Qingshi will be able to speak after a while?

Quite possibly!

"Brother, brother!" After Zi Baifeng finished speaking, Xiao Shi immediately raised his little hand high, for fear that Zi Baifeng would not see him.

"Now you want to call me sir, what's your problem?" Zi Baifeng found it amused.

"Sir......" Xiao Shi asked awkwardly, "Why is the fox not with that pig?

"What are you for?" Zi Baifeng raised his head, looked in the direction of the stream, and replied while thinking: "Maybe this is the nature of the fox, it wants to get close to you when it sees you, but if you want to catch up, it will leave ......"

The fox fairy in the story seems to choose to leave in the end, if he is about to leave, he doesn't want to be restrained, maybe this is the fox.

After Zi Baifeng finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned and sighed.

In a bush by the stream, a snow-white fox was looking at him with two pointed ears and tilted its head. The white fox found that Zi Baifeng had discovered it, and immediately turned around and ran away.

"Ah, fox!"

"Chase!" a group of cubs, large and small, saw the fox, and immediately rushed up with a howl like a hound, and chased across the stream, and found that the fox was long gone.

"Don't hit it, maybe it's a fox fairy!"

"Come back, little fox. Zibai said, those students came back in a daze.

"Now that we're done with the story, let's take a lesson. Zi Baifeng turned around, covered with thick ink, and wrote the story of "Fenzhou Fox" on the bluestone stroke by stroke, let the older children recite it, let the half-grown children recite it, and then gathered a group of children such as Xiaoshi in one place to teach them to read and write.

It's not in a private school, so these children don't have any pressure, and the learning effect is not bad. Of course, they didn't know that this was because of the magic effect of bluestone. Even Xiaoshi was able to sit still, although he tried to slip away several times, he was denounced by Xiaotuozi and caught by Zi Baifeng.

It's no wonder that this situation can slip away at the moment, this little guy, I'm afraid he thinks that he teaches so many people at the same time, and he doesn't pay attention to him, so he deliberately does something out of the ordinary to attract his attention. Zi Baifeng had some understanding of Xiao Shi's psychology, so Zi Baifeng deliberately praised Xiao Shi for learning well and learning quickly, which immediately turned Xiao Shi's interest to learning.

Thinking of his past self, he only knew that Lu Dao reprimanded Xiao Shi, but he didn't know that Lu Dao was guided by the situation, and Xiao Shi was afraid when he saw him, and he was full of resistance to learning, and now, when Xiao Shi was learning things, his two eyes were shining, staring at Zi Baifeng tightly. Zi Baifeng will definitely not hesitate to give him appropriate rewards, for Zi Baifeng, Xiaoshi is his own brother, what is the same is fake, it is not good for his brother, so who can it be good for?

Zi Baifeng didn't care whether Xiao Shi was tested for fame or not, but he hoped that Xiao Shi could have more knowledge.

A morning passed, and when Zi Baifeng announced the end of school, everyone was still a little unsatisfied and reluctant.

The private school in the village only runs for half a day, and the children have to help the family for the rest of the day.

"Sir, are we still going to class here tomorrow?" It was Yan Xiaoliu, the youngest grandson of Yan Lao Wu, who spoke, and he was already convinced today, and even liked the feeling of going to class.