After a few more days, Wan Zhuo barely learned the spell of driving the clouds, and fumbled around the courtyard for a while. Sure enough, this is a spell that only a foundation building monk can master, and refining the ninth layer of qi is still quite exhausting.

However, the Wan Zhuo meridians are strong, and compared to ordinary monks, there is still a lot of vitality. It's just that after sitting quietly in this small courtyard for a long time, Wan Zhuo still can't do it. In addition, the new practice of driving the clouds has a lot more ideas. Wan Zhuo's heart moved, and he drove away secretly. The direction is exactly the direction of the Purple Cloud Hall.

And on the Tianlan Peak of the True Purple Temple, Yu Mei was constantly whipping at a group of struggling nether-colored spirits. I saw the spirit screaming, "Villain, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"Ahahaha, Fei Dao Friend, honestly tell me the secret technique of the Lotus Temple. In this case, I can also make it easier for you to be a ghost, otherwise, I will refine you into my frightening banner, and you will never be reborn!" Yu Mei finished speaking, and whipped it a few more times. The spirit screamed again.

"Old thief, you can dream about it!"

"Since you're so uncooperative, I'm sorry. Yu Mei took out a string of talismans from the space bag. I recited a few mantras, and then pasted them on the soul one by one.

"You want" Before the spirit finished speaking, there was no sound.

Soul Search*!

Yu Mei put her hand on the soul, and then, the hand gradually merged into the soul, Yu Mei closed her eyes, as if she felt something, and nodded again and again. It wasn't until the half-pillar incense had passed that the divine soul gradually dissipated into the air.

Yu Mei withdrew her hand and said with a hideous face: "It's cheap for you, but this soul searching technique is really convenient, but the first time I tried it, I still missed a lot of useful information." No, I'm going to have to write it down!"

Wan Zhuo staggered all the way to the east city gate, because he didn't know how to protect himself, which caused the whole person to be blown by the wind in the air very uncomfortable.

Along Yuankou Avenue, Wan Zhuo walked slowly, although the noise was still there, but there were obviously many more monks on the street, and there were all Taoist temples. Wan Zhuo was still thinking about how to go to see Yesterday'an, or what to say when he saw her.

Just as he was thinking about it, he bumped into a person head-on. Wan Zhuo looked up and saw that the other party was covered with his face, and only a pair of seeping eyes were exposed all over his body. Although Wan Zhuo was surprised, he still bowed his head and said sorry.

"It's okay!" the man turned and walked into the crowd, trying to look for the man again, but he couldn't feel the man's breath anymore. Wan Zhuo said strangely, and suddenly noticed that there was an itch on his forehead. When I reached out and touched it, it turned out to be a very strange-looking little bug. Wan Zhuo didn't care, and strangled him to death.

There were two more Xiaodao boys guarding the door at the door of Ziwei Hall, Wan Zhuo said hello, just stepped in with his front legs, and then exited. He asked one of the Dao boys, "That, junior brother, do you know where Miss Yesterday'an and Miss Yesterday'an live?"

"Yesterday, Miss An lived in the innermost room near the medicine garden, does Senior Brother want to lead the way?"

"Ah, no, no, I know the way. ”

Wan Zhuo hesitated all the way through the square, along the corridor, and finally saw the medicine garden in the mouth of the Taoist child. The medicine garden is not large, and the plants are all ordinary medicinal herbs, but the colors of these medicinal herbs are very bright, with red and green, yellow and purple.

Directly in front of the medicine garden, a woman is dancing, with a goose-yellow dress, waist-length long hair, and her hands pretending to be peacocks. Wan Zhuo was a little stunned.

"Is that Senior Brother Wan Zhuo?"

Wan Zhuo came back to his senses suddenly, and his face was a little embarrassed. Hurriedly nodded and said, "It's me, hehe"

"Before you know it, it's been the past two months. Senior brother, how can I have time to come here today? Yesterday An said with a happy face.

"The task assigned by Master E, come here to pick up something, and you won't be able to stay for long. Wan Zhuo didn't dare to raise his head, and he was very restrained.

"How is your life here?"

"It's good, free, uninhibited. Yesterday An said happily, and then frowned: "It's just that there are few people talking here, everyone is busy cultivating, and I can't help, so I can only help take care of the flowers and plants in the garden here." ”

"Senior brother, come in and talk!" Yesterday, An let Wan Zhuo into his room, poured tea for Wan Zhuo, and began to talk bit by bit about his life and the Taoist priests here.

The furnishings in the room are very simple and tidy, and the cigarette smoke in the stove is faintly wafting, and there is a very refreshing atmosphere permeating the whole room.

"Senior brother, let's talk about cultivating immortals, what is it like to cultivate immortals?" Yesterday An held his head in his hands and looked at Wan Zhuo expectantly.

"Xiu Xian, I can't say clearly. Anyway, every step is extremely dangerous. ”

"Then why is Senior Brother still cultivating immortals?" said Yesterday An nervously.

Wan Zhuo couldn't think of a reason for a while, so he had to say: "Where are there so many whys, take one step at a time." ”

Yesterday An grinned and said, "Senior brother rarely comes to me once, in fact, I have a request, and I want Senior Brother to help me solve it." ”

"What's the problem?"

Yesterday An said shyly: "I want to ask my senior brother to help me choose a new name." Yesterday is in the past, and I want a fresh start.

Wan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, stared at Yesterday'an carefully, and muttered: "I have come up with a name, let's call it Huang Qi!"

"Huang Qi, Huang Qi. Senior brother, does this name have any origin?"

"You are dressed in pale yellow, I seem to have seen the legendary fairy - Qihua Yao Cao. ”

After Wan Zhuo said this, he didn't mention that Yesterday's face was full of shame. He himself was uncomfortable, and the air in the whole hut was not refreshing.

Wan Zhuo hurriedly got up and said, "That, it's not early, I have to go back to the mountain to deliver the task." ”

"Hmm. Yesterday, Anmu saw Wan Zhuo leave, and chewed on the new name several times. Huang Qi, thank you, brother. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely take that name

Not long after Wan Zhuo left, the man in black who collided with him on the street came to the door of Ziwei Hall, and this person stopped at the door for a moment, then turned to leave. However, several strange-looking small insects crawled out of him, crawling into the door in front of the Dao Tong's eyes, but no one noticed it.

At the same time, many existences like Ziwei Hall were targeted by people in such costumes at the same time. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's really changing. July is approaching, and the night of the rainstorm will be silent and heroic.