Xie Yu returned home quietly, he hadn't been out for a long time, and neither his father nor mother noticed that he had gone out.
After returning, he changed his clothes and lay comfortably on the bed again.
He took out the booklet again, and he couldn't understand a lot of content in the booklet, but since it was left by Grandpa Taizu, it must be a good thing.
Or seriously look at it.
The next day, Xie Yu really kept his word and went to the Temple of Heaven on time.
The gatekeeper still wouldn't let him in, and Yunhe didn't come out either.
Xie Yu had expected it earlier, Yunhe was not very happy when he left yesterday, and probably won't see him today.
He stood in front of the gate of the Temple of Heaven and nodded lightly, without further entanglement, he said, "Okay, then tell Mr. Yunhe that I have been here."
The two gatekeepers stared straight at him, as if they didn't expect him to compromise so easily.
Want to enter the Temple of Heaven to ask something
Do you have anything to do with the fairy from the Temple of Heaven
Why didn't you say anything
After all, Xie Yu didn't say anything more, turned around, waved his hands and left.
Although his arm was still not healed, and the large and small scars on his body were scabbing, but he didn't feel any pain.
He patted the booklet in his arms lightly, and went to the third heaven.
It is said that the clouds in the third heaven are very docile, and even the gods with a very low level in the sky can be easily tamed.
This is why there are fewer and fewer cloud catchers.
In the past, the catchers of the cloud tribe caught clouds to provide mounts for the immortals, but now the immortals can tame the clouds themselves, so naturally they are no longer needed.
Xie Yu frowned and thought with the booklet in his mouth, did he try his best to tame Yun just to be a mount
This is too wasteful.
You know, he was almost killed by a few clouds a while ago.
It would be great if they could be tamed and used for their own use, so that they would not have to fight by themselves when they went out.
Xie Yu shook his head lightly. It should be difficult for him, who has no talent, to do something that the Yuncatchers have not done for so many years.
In the past two days, he found some books in the clan and asked some people to learn a little about Chu Yun's knowledge.
Clouds are like people, some are violent and some are docile, like the clouds in the third heaven are very docile, and most of the clouds in the nineteenth heaven are very violent.
But at the same time, the clouds in the third heaven are also very easy to disperse. If two immortals fight and meet a fire-type immortal, then the other party will definitely not be able to continue fighting through the clouds, and the clouds will disperse.
The violent clouds of the Nineteenth Heaven are very capable of hitting. They move very quickly, and often strike first before the opponent makes a move, and do not give others a chance to disperse them.
But the clouds in the nineteenth heaven...he couldn't catch them.
Xie Yu raised his hand and pressed his temple, this is really a sad story.
He thinks he shouldn't think too much, he should grab a docile little cloud and bring it back to Mr. Yunhe to play with.
Jiuchongtian, the Temple of Heaven.
Yunhe stood in front of the big golden case and wrote as usual, but as he was writing, he began to lose his mind, and began not to know what he was writing and what he was writing.
After losing his mind for the tenth time, Yunhe finally put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Outside the window, the clouds are rolling and relaxing, and the snow-white clouds are floating in the sky, gathering for a while and dispersing for a while.
"Shenjun, you are tired, do you want to rest for a while?" A subordinate next to him asked softly as he looked at Yunhe and the sky.