Chapter Eighty-Eight: Zhuang He's Mind [Second Update]

At night, the Peach Creek pie was shrouded in a thin layer of pale pink light curtain, which looked a little more dreamy than during the day.

By the murmuring stream, a small building with lights still on, which is the boudoir of Zhuang He, the daughter of the head of Zhuang Yinzhou.

"Bang bang..."

"Please come in. ”

When the door opened, the maid Xiaolan walked in with a pot of hot tea, put the tea on the table, and poured a cup for Zhuang He and placed it in his hand.

"Miss, if you cultivate until late at night every day, your body will not be able to stand it. Xiaolan looked at the rune paper piled up on the table, and persuaded Zhuang He with a worried face: "Miss, you should rest early, it's not too late to cultivate tomorrow!"

"If it's not in the way, how can a cultivator not be able to endure this little hardship?"

Zhuang He raised his head, pulled his hair, and said with a smile: "What's more, the hard work of one dollar is far more than a hundred times that of me, how can I fall farther and farther?"

Compared with half a year ago, Zhuang He's appearance has not changed much, fresh and exquisite, and her soft facial features have a natural sense of warmth, but in this warmth, she has added a lot of temperament that she has never had...

Ripe!

Although she is not very old, Zhuang He is no longer the soft and weak little girl, and her crystal eyes have a little more wisdom that only mature women have!

Zhuang Yinzhou was not trapped by the Nine Clouds Plum Array, Zhuang He and the others naturally knew, plus the news that her brother Zhuang Yong brought back, she learned that nothing happened to her...

Since the most important people are fine, what else does Zhuang He have to worry about?

The Taoxi School does not have the cumbersome cultivation system of those famous schools, and some of them only have the cultivation routines with the "Taoxi Jue" as the core, and because of this, for monks who are not so much pursuing diversity of abilities, simplifying the cultivation of complexity can bring results in the early stage.

In the past half a year, Zhuang He devoted himself to cultivation, and his cultivation soon broke through to the point of peeping and chasing Zhuang Yong!

After a practice battle with Zhuang Yong, Zhuang He found that she had no talent for fighting at all, and her learning progress in combat techniques was also half the effort, which made her distressed for a long time.

When Zhuang He overheard someone explaining the spirit rune in the magic treasure store in the market, she became interested in making talismans! Then she bought some basic rune paper, spirit ink, and rune pens to try it back, and it was unexpectedly easy! The success rate of the newcomer Fu Xiu in drawing a spirit rune is generally about five or six percent, but Zhuang He can do more than ninety percent, which makes her more confident!

"Since I don't know anything about combat, let's find another way!"

After three months of sleepless practice and study, Zhuang He has made dozens of [Cloud Wave Talisman], [Ice Killing Talisman], [Fog Hidden Talisman], and [Flying Feather Ice Arrow Talisman], and the quality is the best level among the second-grade spirit talismans!

"One money, one money, Miss, you know a dollar..."Xiao Lan pouted, glanced at the box on the windowsill that was almost full of blue and white spirit runes, and muttered: "Although I don't know how to make talismans, but the spirit runes drawn by Miss are all tailor-made for that money, right? Hmph, I really don't know what good he is, it's worth your hard work, Miss..."

Zhuang He's cheeks were slightly red when she heard this, but she was said too much, and she didn't refute anymore, her pretty face was lowered, looking at the brand-new three-grade rune paper in her hand, her eyes showed a determined color.

"Someday, I'll stand by your side with dignity!"

Gripping the talisman pen tightly, the real power was carried on the tip of the pen, and a pink and white bright spot flashed.

Zhuang He's expression was focused, her jade fingers pressed slightly, and as soon as the tip of the pen touched the rune paper, her wrist began to shake flexibly, and a series of mysterious and complex pink and white lines appeared on the rune paper...

This is Zhuang He's twenty-fourth attempt to draw the three-grade [Ice Silkworm Frost Talisman]!

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"Sure enough, talent is this thing, it's really more human than human, it's infuriating!"

Qian Caizu sighed and sighed, he sat back in his chair, but he didn't take back the golden gong, as if he was afraid that Yi Qian would punch him again.

Seeing Zhuang Yinzhou's gaze turning, Yi Qian no longer stood stunned, and returned to his seat with the calf.

The other party is an old monster, even if he hides in the void domain, it may not be absolutely safe, Yi Qian simply stopped wasting his mind in vain, and sat down to listen to what Zhuang Yinzhou planned to say.

Xiao Ye sat back silently, glanced at the little cow next to him with a red face and didn't know what he was doing, and felt helpless: such a naïve shape-shifting demon beast, if it was in my time, I am afraid that it would have been slaughtered to the point that there was no scum left...

"The reason why I am looking for the Cloud Swallowing Beast is because the real person of Phantom Creek, who is also my ancestor, once left a prophecy about the Cloud Swallowing Beast. Zhuang Yinzhou's face showed the color of memory, and he waved his hand on the ancient painting of Swallowing Clouds, and the blank painting paper suddenly filled with puffs of light smoke, and then burned, turning into a sometimes bright, sometimes dim fire.

"The next person to control the Cloud Devouring Beast will bring change to the Cloud Sealing Realm, whether good or evil, it is the destiny of Heaven and cannot be violated. ”

Qian Caizu nodded and sighed: "Yes, I also heard that the old Dao of the Phantom Creek said about this, everyone knows that the Cloud Swallowing Beast disappeared after Bai Yao's death, I thought that the Old Dao of the Phantom Creek was just intimidated by its power when he faced the Cloud Swallowing Beast back then, so he said this kind of mysterious and mysterious words, but I didn't expect the Cloud Swallowing Beast to really be reborn and be controlled..."

Speaking of this, Qian Caizu couldn't help but look at Yi Qian for a while, he really couldn't figure it out, how did this gray-faced, ragged kid with no "taste" from head to toe get such a monster as the Cloud Swallowing Beast?

"Whether the words of the real person of Phantom Creek are emotional or truly prophetic, I don't think this qiē cause and effect is a coincidence. Zhuang Yinzhou flicked his fingers, and the flickering fire dissipated into nothingness, and he looked at Yi Qiandao: "My master didn't wait for your appearance, I don't care so much if his words are confirmed, but whether you will bring changes to the Cloud Sealing Realm or not, my Taoxi Sect will only be your friend." ”

Zhuang Yinzhou raised his hand to connect the dots in his abdomen, and then pressed his palm on the dantian, and he suddenly pulled his arm outward, and a ball of extremely bright pink and white gas was pulled out!

"You... Are you crazy?!" Qian Caizu's eyes widened suddenly, he never thought that Zhuang Yinzhou would actually do such a thing for this money!

"This is the [Peach Creek Three-Yuan True Qi] produced after my Peach Creek Sect's mental method "Peach Creek Jue" has been cultivated to the extreme, which can be regarded as an alliance gift I gave to your little friend~" Zhuang Yinzhou's face turned slightly pale, his palm flipped over, and the pink and white true qi slowly drifted towards Yi Qian.

As he spoke, without waiting for Yi Qian's reaction, Zhuang Yinzhou shook his sleeve with his other hand, took out a delicate wooden box from it, and pushed it in front of Yi Qian together with the [Taoxi Sanyuan True Qi].

"This is a spirit rune that He'er has carefully drawn for you for months, and it should come in handy. Zhuang Yinzhou paused, and added with a wry smile: "To be honest, if it weren't for He'er's intentions, I wouldn't take the prophecy of my ancestor too seriously..."

Yi Qian looked at the wooden box that seemed to still have the fragrance of Zhuang He's body left, and his heart was like numbness...

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End of Chapter 88