Two days later, on Yangshuo Peak, Yuan Lie was still studying hard.
Zhao Hao looked at him several times, but he didn't seem to hear it and ignored it.
Without the familiar feeling, Zhao Hao felt very confused in his life. What kind of medicine did this kid take? Why did he suddenly feel like a different person
"Don't look at me," Yuan Lie glanced at him indifferently and said, "The next exam is not a multiple-choice question. Writing runes requires both standard and speed. If you have time, you should practice."
Zhao Hao looked at him suspiciously.
Yuan Lie sneered and turned his head. He didn't want to tell him that Wang Yin's luck was not used that way!
Anyway, there is only one piece of debris, which is far worse than myself.
Using this thing with luck only counts the number of times, not the size. When he used it for the first time, he got a chance to win one day, but he didn't react. Brothers win almost lose pants.
The brothers Bai Ying and Wushe even yelled at him for cheating and insisted on tearing his clothes.
Then his father told him that this luck was enough for him to make a key choice in the battlefield situation and become an opportunity to win or lose, and it was more than enough for an ordinary person to directly cultivate into a luck monk who could rival Jindan.
After that, he learned to cherish luck and never use it. It's not like Zhao Hao, who directly activates the halo of luck, wastes a moment of happiness, and turns back crying and heartbroken, and there are times when he regrets it.
He would even think that if his father had not drawn too much luck back then, Da Xuan would not have died so quickly.
At that time, the princes of Daxuan enjoyed the country for ten thousand years, and luck was so easy to use. They often waste a lot of money, and they even fought for luck. However, those commoner monks, but they were hard to hold the official position but could not get it, so As soon as Emperor Daxuan left, they established themselves as kings and fought with each other. They wanted to re-establish mountains and rivers, and then there were Taoist monks who interfered. If so, it would be difficult to recover.
But at that time, my father couldn't do anything, right? There were so many luck monks, so many palace nobles, if they didn't smoke, I'm afraid that civil strife would be imminent, right
Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to Zhao Hao, "How about you lend me that copper piece for a day, and I'll give you a day of netting?"
"Internet?" Zhao Hao had heard about this magical thing long ago, and couldn't help but wonder, "You are an outsider, can you also surf the Internet?"
"A little bit of savings, I will pay you back in a day, but I swear, do I do it?" Yuan Lie asked calmly.
"This..." Zhao Hao hesitated for a while, but he was too curious about the legendary net, so he said, "Then you swear first."
Yuan Lie sent it out calmly.
Zhao Hao then handed him the copper piece.
Yuan Lie took out the spiritual stone from his pocket that he had earned from posting a few small articles in the past few years, and went out. He came back soon and handed Zhao Hao a net, "Infused with divine consciousness, you can use it."
Zhao Hao then took it away, and soon he was amazed and addicted, unable to extricate himself.
Yuan Lie touched his empty pocket, looked at the late sky, sighed, and walked out.
He took out his king's seal and filled the gap, but it was still missing two places, but it should be enough.
A few ghost cultivators appeared silently beside him, he nodded and followed them down Yangshuo Peak. If he was right, these people wanted to take him to a cliff in the south, where the terrain was dangerous, people were rare, and the distance was too long. Not to mention, there is no spiritual growth, and generally no one will go there.
The most important thing is that the mountain is outside the Kun-Lai Mountain Protection Array.
But as long as they sacrificed there, and the Kun-Lai Great Array felt a little bit, it wouldn't be a big problem.
What he wants is to be in progress, just interrupted, in order to have a chance to win the ghost and fairy spirit. No matter how strong the second grandfather is, his soul is not weak, and he is naturally one with the body, so he definitely has the power to fight. .
When he got to the top of Nanshan, he found that the scenery here was good, and the surrounding ghost repairers had already started to lean over.
He silently closed his eyes and waited for things to start.
——
Feng Qingxiu came to a mountain south of Yangshuo Peak early. He has been in the outer gate for many years. There are not many people here, but the scenery is good and the atmosphere is good. Especially on August 15th, watching the moon here is very beautiful. .
But this kind of treatment is only for a chief like him to feel the moonlight of fifteen. At this time, ordinary outer disciples can only memorize textbooks in the dormitory, so as to cope with the quiz at the end of the month. dare not come.
Thinking of this, he was a little proud, and quickly built a pavilion on the top of the mountain, moved a large pine tree, and sprinkled seeds and spiritual liquid. open to the ground.
He cleaned every corner of the pavilion with his own hands, then carved Kun-Lai scenes, painted them with paint, and then brought in a harpy with satisfaction: "I'll sing well later, you know?"
Nightingale, who was the leader, nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, we will drink at the foot of the mountainside, and we will never disturb you."
Feng Qingxiu nodded in satisfaction and opened a large bag of cloud melon seeds: "This is the fixed money, you can share it yourself."
Nightingale cried out happily. In order to support those little nephews these few days, his brothers no longer gave him pocket money. He was so poor that he could only catch bugs by himself. He hadn't eaten cloud melon seeds for a long time!
The birds and monsters dispersed as birds and beasts after dividing the melon seeds, and they all chirped softly in the mountains and forests.
Feng Qingxiu nodded and asked again in the void, "Are you okay?"
Ji Yunlai's helpless voice came from the void: "It's almost time, I haven't done it for a long time, and my hands are born."
Feng Qingxiu nodded, then said seriously with a blushing face: "Yun, it's up to you this time, I will definitely repay you when I go back."
Ji Yunlai's voice came from the void, with a bit of laziness, and the final voice rose strangely: "Okay~"
"Naturally!" Feng Qingxiu nodded vigorously, and then whispered, "What did you do, give it to me first."
Ji Yunlai was speechless for a while, and sighed faintly, "Take it."
So he walked out of the void. He was dressed in a light-colored robe, the color that young girls liked to wear, but it was not abrupt when worn on him. Instead, it made him more cold and lonely, and under the moonlight, it was especially moving.
Reaching out and waving his sleeves, he placed a cake and a bowl of birthday noodles on the gazebo table.
Feng Qingxiu was a little coveted. He had never eaten the dishes made by Ayun, so he reached out and embezzled the bowl of birthday noodles, and said earnestly, "Hurry up and make another one."
Then he walked away satisfied with the pastry.
Ji Yunlai chuckled and retreated back to the void. He didn't plan to do any complicated food today, but he was just cooking a few home-cooked dishes with spirits.
Actually, it is possible to get together as a family...
He was a little satisfied in his heart, and felt that it was actually quite worthwhile to get through the time he has today.
——
On the Yangshuo Peak, the small building stands quietly in the forest.
Ji Mingyu was looking through the textbooks boredly. After she moved out from Bai Ruolan, she lived alone. The outer door was like this. At the beginning, ten people were crowded. It is not uncommon for the room or even the room to be empty, which invisibly increases the pressure on the remaining students.
Alas, my father is fascinated by the little goblin, and I should go see my father when I have time tomorrow.
Just as she was thinking, she saw Feng Qingxiu's goblin knocking on the door as soon as she moved.
Ji Mingyu turned her head silently, she didn't open, hum!
Feng Qingxiu whispered: "Mingyu, today is your birthday. Your father has prepared a small banquet for you and is waiting for you."
Snapped!
The door was forced open, Ji Mingyu's eyes widened, her little face almost pressed against his, and she asked excitedly, "What did you say?"
Feng Qingxiu said seriously: "I will never lie to you, just follow me, and this!"
He took out a jade box, and after opening it, there were several delicate snacks in it: "He made this for you himself!"
"Wow!" Mingyu grabbed it hard, almost wanting to roll back on the bed for a few laps, but since her hostility to the little goblin had not yet completely subsided, she held it back and looked up at him, "Will you be so kind?"
She's not stupid, her father hasn't given her a birthday for so long, it must be Feng Qingxiu's idea... So it seems, it seems, maybe - he is not a bad thing in front of his father
Feng Qingxiu said sincerely and earnestly: "You just like it."
"Hmph, I'm not that easy to be bribed," Ji Mingyu hugged the jade box tightly and said anxiously, "Then let's go."
Feng Qingxiu could almost feel Xiaoyu's tail wagging vigorously, she laughed softly, and said calmly, "Come with me."
He took Ji Mingyu quickly back to the top of the lonely peak.
Then, stopped.
All the flowers and plants have withered away, the pavilions are full of ghosts, and there is a bloody boy who is struggling to get up from the bloody formation on the ground. Dozens of ghosts are watching them gloomily. , There are countless small formations around, and with the faint birdsong in the mountains and forests, there is an atmosphere that zombies will rush out at any time.
This kind of ghost place, saying that this is a place to celebrate birthdays, is afraid of ghosts and will not believe it.
Ji Mingyu was so angry that her hands were shaking, and tears rolled in her eyes: "Feng Qingxiu, you, you actually used your father to deceive me... and let people lie in ambush here... You, you—it's too much!"
She couldn't help crying out with a wow, and before she entered the door, this little goblin was demonstrating to him!
"..." Feng Qingxiu, who was so concerned about Mingyu's reaction that he didn't pay attention at all, was at a loss for words. He moved his lips, and tears were about to burst out. After a while, he finally roared loudly: "Ayun, come out and help! what!!!"