"Buried...bone...broken under the green snail."

Li Yunsheng placed the front of the rice paper in the sunlight in front of the window, and looked at the messy article Yu Xuzi left on the stone facing the wall. From the back of the paper, the lines of dragon text were written exactly these words.

"Qingshu...it should be Qiushui's Qingshu Mountain?"

There is a Qingluo Mountain in Qiushui, but it is a bit far from Baiyun Temple. It does not require a magical talisman, so it takes about one day to walk normally.

"Bomb burying... Under the green snail, has Senior Yu Xuzi really already..."

Thinking of this, Li Yunsheng couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

In his heart, Yu Xuzi was an extremely amazing senior expert. He acted without being bound by dogma, respected and feared the way of heaven, and was able to use the way of heaven for himself. He also admired the insights of arts and Taoism from the bottom of his heart.

But even such a person cannot escape the shackles of destiny.

He looked at the yarrow bracelet on his hand, which was extremely dazzling.

The firewood on the stove in the room was burning out, and Li Yunsheng added some more to it, and the soup stewed in the clay pot on the stove began to roar again.

Just after noon, the sky darkened, just like Li Yunsheng's mood at this time.

"It's going to snow again."

He murmured to himself, and shrank his body into his cotton jacket.

After returning from Yi Night City, Li Yunsheng had no changes from the past. He still practiced boxing every day. He used the true energy of the mysterious man to kill three ghost messengers with one sword. Naturally, he did not forget it, but he did not think much about it. He had also heard Li Lan say some of the rumors about the immortal palace. The magical deeds actually made Li Yunsheng feel a little ironic.

Because that day, he was there, and he did not escape or hide, but his true energy was exhausted and fell to the ground. The irony was that the murderer was right in front of them, but no one thought that he would kill the three ghost messengers. A man without any cultivation would kill three ghost messengers with one sword? Maybe even ghosts would not believe it.

He didn't know what level he had reached that day, but he knew very well that it was not his own thing, so he often warned himself that what he borrowed was ultimately borrowed and did not belong to you, Li Yunsheng.

But even so, he often dreamed of that sword these days and nights. Every time he dreamed, he was still excited and lost when he woke up.

The real harvest of going to the One Night City is, except for the more than 60,000 gold coins from the Sang family, it should be the "Taixuan Soul-Secret Sutra".

Although this "Taixuan Soul-Secret Sutra" is not as mysterious as Li Yunsheng imagined, it is enough to benefit Li Yunsheng infinitely.

Although he felt unable to recite the "Taixuan Soul-Secret Sutra" every day, after reciting it, he used to draw a first-level Fenglai Talisman and his soul became a little weak. Now he can actually complete two pictures in full.

This made him overjoyed, which shows that as long as he becomes more and more proficient in the "Taixuan Soul-Secret Sutra", his soul will recover faster and faster. Before the problem of rootless immortal veins is solved, he can finally learn to make talismans slowly.

The rootless immortal vein has been dragged down for a long time due to this winter, but even if Li Yunsheng is anxious, it is useless. This cold winter in autumn water has frozen the entire Qiu Shui spiritual vein. Even daily practice has become a problem, let alone want to break through the barriers of the rootless immortal vein?

Li Yunsheng asked Sang Xiaoman how they practiced in autumn and winter. Sang Xiaoman's answer was elixirs and immortal grains.

Elixirs are a way, but they are too expensive. The speed of converting immortal grains into true essence is too slow, not as good as Li Yunsheng's passing, so it cannot be done.

Thinking about the 60,000 gold he had in his hand, Li Yunsheng wondered if he wanted to go to Baicaotang to buy some spiritual pills. After this winter, he would use the Dragon Painting Art to try whether he could fill his bottomless pit-like dantian.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A wooden bird fell to Li Yunsheng's window and pecked at the glass on his window desperately.

He opened a crack in the window, and the cold wind whistled in immediately. Li Yunsheng shivered, and then quickly grabbed the wooden bird.

"Graphonic symbol?"

I saw a voice talisman tied to the wooden bird's legs. Li Yunsheng took it down in confusion and spread it out.

"Lao Liu, it's snowing heavily tonight. Please help me go to Qingluo Mountain and give some food to Old Man Wang who guards the mountain and the spirit beasts he raised. Otherwise, they will starve to death in the mountains due to heavy snow. The food has been divided into the Qiankun bag in the granary. The curtain has a fever, and I can't take it off. The other senior brothers have something to do, so I can only ask you."

It was the voice of the eldest brother. Li Yunsheng, who heard it, was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself that why was it so coincidental that he was full of Qingluo Mountain these days. When he heard the eldest brother say that the cold is fever, his heart couldn't help but tighten. Lian'er is the nickname of the eldest brother's newborn little daughter.

He stroked the voice talisman with his finger: "Okay, I'll go to the granary to get the grain, and I'll send it to you today. Brother, please take good care of the curtain."

Then he put the vocal symbol back on the wooden bird's legs and put it out.

But at this moment, another wooden bird flew in.

"Old Liu, I forgot something. Zhuque Pavilion will also send a disciple to you. There are many ferocious beasts along the way and need personal protection to you. You can go to Shuying Garden, the back mountain behind Zhuque Pavilion to find him!"

Another voice talisman, or the voice of the eldest brother.

Li Yunsheng didn't think too much, and replied very normally, then picked up a hat and a thick windbreaker, put some dry food for food and drink into the Qiankun bag, and then got into the cold wind outside the house.

Because Qingluo Mountain is beautiful and rarely visited, the spirit beasts of Qiushui like to run there, so Qiushui Gate simply raises some spirit beasts on the mountain. Over time, the entire Qingluo Mountain was occupied by these spirit beasts. Old man Wang was the guardian of the spirit beasts of Qingluo Mountain.

Zhuque Pavilion is not far from Baiyun Temple. Li Yunsheng stuck two divine talismans given in the temple on his feet, and it was time to have half an incense stick.

When he arrived at the door of Shuying Garden in the back mountain of Zhuque Pavilion, Li Yunsheng shook the snowflakes on his body, and hissed and his teeth were trembling. He rubbed his hands and waited for the coldness to dissipate, and then reached out to knock on the back door of Shuying Garden in the somewhat old lacquer marks.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After knocking three times, no one responded.

Li Yunsheng rubbed his hands and blew hot air into his hands. He was about to knock it again.

At this time, I heard a "squeak" sound, the wooden door opened, and the snow at the entrance fell all over the ground.

"Who are you?"

A beautiful face poked out from behind the door.

Li Yunsheng was also stunned for a moment. It was not because his face was too stunning, but because he seemed to have heard the voice of this person somewhere.

"I am Li Yunsheng from Baiyun Temple. Qing asked who went to Qingluo Mountain with me."

Without hesitating for too long, Li Yunsheng reported his own way.

"It's me."

The woman's voice was neither cold nor hot, and even Li Yunsheng could hear a hint of disgust.

"That's good. I don't have to find someone anymore. What do you call my senior sister?"

Li Yunsheng didn't care much about the woman's tone.

When the woman heard Li Yunsheng ask this, the woman frowned and said coldly in her heart: "Do you deliberately pretend to not know me, and then come and get close?"

"Mu Ningshuang."

Although the woman was unhappy, she still replied lukewarmly, and then walked out of the garden gate.

"You are Mu Ningshuang?!"

Li Yunsheng said in surprise.

"Let's go, it's getting late!"

Li Yunsheng's surprised expression became more and more artificial in Mu Ningshuang's eyes, and he instantly felt disgusted with the boy in front of him.
Chapter completed!