Half an hour later, the sun's last rays left the mountain plains. Xiao Ziyang stepped on the spirit sword and landed outside Jinluo Town.

As it will be late. The town has lost the liveliness of Xiao Ziyang when he came with Lin Xiaoyu that day, and most of the monks who set up stalls on the street have already closed their stalls and returned home, only the shops on both sides of the street are still wide open, greeting customers.

Xiao Ziyang picked a neat magic shop and walked in.

On that day, he came to Jinluo Town with Lin Xiaoyu, and only walked around the street in a hurry. Walking into this small shop today, it opened Xiao Ziyang's eyes.

The shop is only a few feet wide, which is really not worth mentioning compared to the large shops around the Central Plaza of Kowloon City. But when Xiao Ziyang looked carefully at the goods in the store, he was taken aback. There are not many magic weapons sold in this shop, but most of them are medium-grade or above, and even the few low-grade magic weapons are auxiliary magic weapons with extremely special functions.

The magic utensils in this shop, regardless of the top, middle and bottom products, are all extremely ingenious and extremely well-made, and they are obviously from the hands of famous artists.

Xiao Ziyang asked the second junior in the shop to know that this shop was opened by an elder in the foundation building period in the Chirong Mountain of the Great Luo Sect Specialized in Refining Instruments. Most of the goods in the shop were made by the elder and his disciples. Most of the shops in Kinro have a similar background.

Xiao Ziyang spent more than three hundred spirit stones to buy a jade slip with a large capacity, and then selected a magic weapon in the store. One of the top-grade defensive magic weapons called the "Jade Emperor Umbrella" made Xiao Ziyang really love it.

After the ritual is sacrificed, it automatically rests on top of the monk's head. A yellow mask was hammered down from the edge of the umbrella to protect the monk. The defensive power of this light mask was no less than the top-grade bone shield used by Xie Zhiyuan that day.

This Jade Emperor Umbrella also has one more benefit, it does not need to be distracted by the monk after it is sacrificed, and the saved distraction can control one more magic weapon, and the benefits are self-evident for low-level monks with limited distraction.

The price tag of this Jade Emperor Umbrella is 150,000 lower grade spirit stones. It's worth the money. Moreover, these spirit stones are also out of Xiao Ziyang. But he would never dare to take out so many spirit stones at once.

Xiao Ziyang picked and chose for a long time, but after the end, he only spent hundreds of spirit stones to buy a few Heavenly Thunder Beads that were powerful but could only be used once.

It is undoubtedly painful to see that good things cannot be bought. But when you see good things and can afford them, but you don't dare to buy them, it is even more mixed and indescribable.

Xiao Ziyang didn't dare to look more, so he left the store and left Jinluo Town in a hurry.

After returning to the Immortal Mansion, he did not dare to delay. Record what you have heard today's lecture in the jade slip. After tasting it a few times, I feel that I have gained a lot.

With these insights, he corrected his experience in cultivating "Purple Jade Smoke". The so-called review of the old to learn the new. Through the combing of past experiences, several obscure places in the I Ching chapter of "Purple Jade Smoke" are also clear.

Next, Xiao Ziyang began to practice the Book of Changes, except for going to Baiwentang once on the fifth day to listen to the sermon, he closed the door.

A month passed in a hurry, this day was not the day of Jiang Zhengyang's preaching, but Xiao Ziyang left the immortal mansion early.

It turned out that today was the day when the formation mage named Zhang Li opened the door and accepted the disciples.

Since deciding to worship this ceremony as a teacher, Xiao Ziyang has carefully inquired about this person's character. I heard that after this person succeeded in building the foundation and became a formation mage, he was depressed every day, and his temperament became very withdrawn, and he didn't care about the disciples who sat down; every time a disciple came to ask for advice, he seemed to be reluctant to guide him, and he was very coping.

In the beginning there were also people who admired his name and worshipped him at his door. Nowadays, there are only some monks whose formation talents are not very good, and other formation mages are unwilling to include them, so they worship him as a teacher in desperation.

Xiao Ziyang came to the Cuiling Hall of Bailing Mountain and collected the light on the side of the mountain road outside the mountain gate.

Cuiling Hall is located on the mountainside of Bailing Mountain. Temples are built along the hillside. Between the halls, the pine and cypress are lush and green.

Xiao Ziyang walked for half an hour before he came to a very remote hall. The pattern of this palace is not large, although it is also a carved beam and painted building, but it is dusty, it looks very old, but the place where it is located is very quiet.

This hall is called "Pivot Hall", which is the place where Zhang Li preached.

At this time, except for Xiao Ziyang, there was no half figure outside the palace gate. He wasn't surprised. Because he had already heard in the deacon's hall of the Cui Ling Hall that day, he was the only one who wanted to worship this ceremony as a teacher this year.

Xiao Ziyang came to the door of the hall and said loudly: "Disciple Xiao Ziyang, come to meet the master." ”

After half a ring, a weak voice came from the hall, "Come in." ”

Xiao Ziyang pushed the door in. This pivotal hall is half smaller than the wood-burning hall that Jiang Zhengyang preached. But it was also enough for dozens of people to hear the sermon. Now there is only one black-robed old man in the hall, sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the high platform in front of the hall.

Xiao Ziyang walked quickly to the old man, knelt on his knees, kowtowed respectfully, and said, "Disciple Xiao Ziyang, meet the master." ”

Hear the man's faint spurt from his nostrils, "Yes." Xiao Ziyang raised his head.

I saw the old man in the black robe, very thin, with deep sunken cheeks, the cheekbones were raised high, and his eyes were slightly squinted, looking at Xiao Ziyang.

After half a ring, he suddenly asked, "You must have heard that I am very ungood at disciples, why do you still worship under my door?" ”

Xiao Ziyang was slightly stunned, thought about it, and replied truthfully: "The disciple's entry into Bailing Mountain is really a coincidence, not the original intention. Although the disciple was very interested in the formation method, he did not want to become a formation mage. I don't want to delay my cultivation because of learning the formation. I heard that the master was very lax in disciplining his disciples. So I want to worship under the master's door. ”

After listening to Xiao Ziyang's narration, a pair of eyes that seemed to have not woken up suddenly opened, and the light in his eyes was bright, staring at Xiao Ziyang with an extremely complicated look.

Seeing this, Xiao Ziyang thought that he had said the wrong thing, and his heart couldn't help but sink slightly, but looking at that look, it didn't look like it.

Zhang Li looked at Xiao Ziyang's eyes, as if he admired and envied, but more of a strong sense of loneliness.

After a while, Zhang Li said, "Okay, I'll take you." He took out a paper talisman from the storage bag, threw it to Xiao Ziyang, and said, "If you have any doubts, use this talisman to send a message to me." If I have time, I will call you to this pivotal hall, and if there is nothing to do, I will cultivate on my own. ”

Xiao Ziyang picked up the messenger. asked: "I don't know if the master is free now, the disciple is a little confused, and he wants to ask the teacher." ”

"Yes, you ask. Zhang Li nodded slightly.

Xiao Ziyang was woken up by a question from an old man surnamed Huang that day, like an initiation. In the past, when I was practicing the formation, many of the problems I encountered were easily solved.

But the more he knew, the more he realized he didn't understand. The old problems that had just been solved brought out ten times the new problems were presented horizontally in Xiao Ziyang's heart.