Liu Qinghuan glanced at the dot with an inexplicable aura and felt the spiritual power being mobilized in her body. In addition to being nervous and expecting, she also became more vigilant.
The pen tip fell again, and the spiritual power rushed into the brush in his hand. Unexplained dots and lines appeared on the slightly jade-colored paper. The increasingly intense spiritual light jumped between the characters, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuated in a circle.
The enclosure spread out, and the tables, chairs, furnishings, etc. in the house began to vibrate and sway.
There was only a set of ordinary protective arrays set up in this small room, which functioned as cover and silence. Under the increasingly violent fluctuations, a thin layer of light curtain was stirred up, and it was about to shatter at the sight of it.
This was something Liu Qinghuan had not expected. All the spiritual power in his body had been mobilized, rushing through his meridians like a violent storm and swarming into his right arm. The ordinary brush in his hand made a slight crackling sound.
It was almost impossible to withstand the erosion of the huge mana at the sight of it.
A sharp light flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and he touched the ring with his left finger. A set of formation flags turned into meteors as fast as lightning, flying to various places in the room, and then submerged into the ground or wall with a soft pop.
The previously shaky protective formation shattered into pieces, and a vase with a narrow neck and a big belly exploded with a bang in the corner!
Today, the tea house is almost full, with all four tables occupied by tea-drinking guests. There are two people on the desk by the window who are tasting the paintings they just made. The sound of chess playing next to them is constant, and there is even a mountain of ding-ding-dong-dong in the corner.
The beautiful sound of the piano was like a stream. It was the guests who had brought their own strings to entertain themselves.
The atmosphere of the entire teahouse is leisurely and peaceful. The non-noisy whispers, the sound of turning books, the light closing of teacups, etc., combine to create a relaxing tranquility.
So the sudden sound of cracking porcelain was like a sudden shout in a deep sleep, and everyone was shocked. But before they could turn around and look at the place where the sound came from, a breath that made people tremble in their bones swept through them instantly.
He walked into the entire teahouse, as if being stared at by a pair of brutal, bloody, cold and fierce eyes from behind, cold sweat dripped out, and his entire back was soaked in an instant.
However, in the next moment, the breath disappeared without a trace as if it had never existed!
Everyone froze on the spot, and after a while someone asked with a trembling voice: "Gang, what happened just now?"
"No, I don't know..."
Everyone looked at the small door where the sound of exploding porcelain had been heard. The pale Jiang Nianen stood up and said, "Guests, please be patient. My husband is in the small room. I'm sorry for disturbing you all!"
"Oh, it's the owner of the teahouse inside." Someone breathed a sigh of relief and said carelessly: "If the owner didn't raise some ferocious beast, what he did just now was really powerful."
Liu Qinghuan often appears in the store. Because of the incisive classics that people can read casually in the store, occasionally he will answer a few questions casually when someone has doubts. His explanations in simple and easy-to-understand terms bring with him the understanding of Tao and Dharma as a Jindan monk.
Most of the people who inquired were enlightened, so as a sign of respect, the guests who came here changed their title from shopkeeper to landlord.
Hearing that it was the landlord inside, most people breathed a sigh of relief. Although it felt extremely scary at that moment, it disappeared without a trace before taking a breath. It must be nothing happened, right?
Of course Jiang Nian'en knew that there were no ferocious beasts inside, only Liu Qinghuan. He smiled vaguely and said vaguely: "Maybe, how do I know about sir... There is a crystal flower just bought from Yuhezhai in the building today.
Flower cake and snow dragon fish crispy cake, would you like some?"
Someone laughed and said: "Brother Jiang, you are becoming more and more slick with practice now. That's good, the crispy snow dragon fish is said to be the most tender piece of fish meat from the freshly caught snow dragon fish, marinated with a secret method and then baked
, the crispy, snow-white and delicate cake is made, light and sweet, very rare, but it is just right to go with tea, give me a copy."
"In that case, I also want a plate to eat freshly."
"I like the crystal Wuhua cake more. It's crystal clear, sweet and soft. I want this."
Jiang Nianen glanced gratefully at the person who spoke first, and replied with great enthusiasm: "Okay, I'll be here right away!"
After this interruption, the calmness just faded away, and the atmosphere in the building returned to its previous state.
However, there are also people who are hesitant and touch the door while others are not paying attention.
Not to mention the situation outside, it was like a strong wind passing through the small room at this time. The shelves standing on the wall fell down, and the overturned tables and chairs were broken into sawdust and scattered on the floor. Various fragments were floating and flying, making it difficult to see.
The original appearance.
The ferocious aura that was released at the moment when the protective formation collapsed was completely blocked in a small space by the newly deployed formation flags. And in the center of the storm, the fragile jade paper floated in the air, and the dazzling light came from
The back of the paper showed through, submerging Liu Qinghuan's entire body in it.
The fragile writing brush was forcibly imprisoned by Liu Qinghuan. Even though it was full of cracks and the ink had dried, it was still performing its task. Each mysterious character was written directly by spiritual power, and the terrifying aura was rising steadily!
Big beads of sweat appeared on Liu Qinghuan's forehead. In order to fight against this aura, he unleashed all the aura that belonged to the Jindan stage master. The wide-sleeved robe on his body bulged, and the hunting ground rolled and flew.
The raging wind turned into countless pairs of invisible claws, tearing his hair, scratching his back and chest, trying to tear him apart and crush him!
A pair of blood-red eyes suddenly flashed before his eyes, like a fierce ghost-blood beast poking out from the Nine Netherworld. Its cruelty, viciousness, and coldness soared, directly impacting his mind, as if it was about to pull him into an endless bloody hell.
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Liu Qinghuan shook his head violently, his eyes closed and opened, and his eyes were like two straight sword lights, cutting through all the illusions, and fell on the ordinary jade paper that seemed to be about to shatter in a dazzling light.
The hand holding the pen became heavier and heavier due to the tremendous pressure, but the writing was still steady without any trembling.
What shocked him was that only 30 to 40% of the majestic mana in his body was left!
His current cultivation level is the Great Perfection of the late Golden elixir, and it is also a double elixir. His magic power is more than double that of monks of the same level. Even so, he also feels helpless.
Every time he wrote one more character on the animal skin, the mana required increased exponentially. He calculated in his mind that the remaining mana should be enough to write a few dots like stars at the end of the scorch mark on the animal skin.
Frowning, he scanned the scorch marks thoughtfully and quickly finished the last few strokes!
With a bang, the newly laid magic circle shook wildly for a few times, and then all the light suddenly disappeared, all the violent aura ceased to exist like a strong wind, and various fragments flying in the air also fell to the ground.
Liu Qinghuan let out a hesitant sigh, and watched helplessly as the paper filled with characters burned to the ground, and it burned to ashes in just one breath!
What do you mean? Just burned away?
He looked around and saw that the entire small room had been destroyed until nothing was left. If it weren't for the magic circle blocking it, the four walls would have collapsed.
But wasn't something supposed to happen? For a moment, he really thought that a monster or something with an extremely fierce aura would rush out of the void.
However, suddenly everything disappeared.
Liu Qinghuan raised his right hand, and the brush in his hand was no longer restrained by his spiritual power, and immediately turned into powder, completely broken into pieces.
The piece of animal skin reappeared in his hand. Liu Qinghuan stroked the scorch marks on the edge and guessed: "Is it because the animal skin was partially destroyed and the characters on it were incomplete, so nothing happened in the end?"
Think about it, this possibility is extremely high. The time he stopped writing halfway before, all the flow of spiritual power suddenly stopped.
He took out two other things, a yellow cloth and a jade charm.
These two things are complete. In comparison, there are more lines on the yellow cloth than on the jade talisman. The layers are like stars and waves in the sea of sand. They look extremely complicated. The jade talisman is only three inches long.
It is long, jade-colored and dim, ancient and vicissitudes of life, with some characters on both sides.
Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment. After what happened just now, he had some guesses about this strange writing, but to really confirm it, he had to try transcribing yellow cloth and jade talismans again before he could draw a conclusion.
After thinking about it, I put away my things and looked up to see the miserable situation in the room. It seemed that I had to rearrange the arrangement. I waved my sleeves and all the broken tables, chairs and debris disappeared out of thin air, and the whole room immediately became empty.
Liu Qinghuan opened the magic circle, and Jiang Nianen immediately came forward to greet him, with worry that could not be hidden in his eyes: "Sir?"
"Hahaha, landlord, were you training the spirit beasts in the house just now? You scared us a lot."
Liu Qinghuan patted Jiang Nianen's shoulder comfortingly and looked at the speaker, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. This man often came to the teahouse to drink tea recently. His surname was Zhou Shanwei, because Liu Qinghuan had discussed scriptures with him several times before.
Tao, so he highly respected Liu Qinghuan.
He is good at playing music and has been volunteering to play the piano in the store these days. He said that it would be boring if there was tea but no piano.
Jiang Nianen whispered in Liu Qinghuan's ear: "Senior Zhou stood up to save the siege before..."
Liu Qinghuan nodded to show that he knew, and said with a smile: "Friend Zhou is joking, I do have a spiritual beast, but it is not that fierce. It was just a small mistake, and it has been solved now."
Zhou Shanwei did not dig into the root of the matter. Everyone has secrets, and the owner of the Qingfeng Tea House, who was aloof and unshowy, gave him an unfathomable feeling. He flicked the strings under his hand and brought out a string of sweet music.
Qinyin: "It's good if it's solved. I wonder if the poster has free time now? I've been trying to explain a section of "Yi" these days. I have many doubts. I've long wanted to ask the poster for advice. I wonder if I can do it today?"
Although Liu Qinghuan wanted to go back to the backyard immediately, he couldn't help the other party's face at this time. He walked over with a smile and said, "I don't know which part it is? Fellow Taoist, I'm too polite. I don't dare to ask for advice. Let's discuss it together."
A male monk who was sitting in front of the window holding a book and smiling said: "Haha, Brother Zhou is still more proud! The host has been more and more busy recently. He often sees the dragon but not the end. Today, we have caught it. Those fellow Taoists who are not here today, can you
I’ve lost a lot. I missed the original poster’s sermon. You can cry later! Brother Zhou, please tell me!”
This statement immediately attracted the echo of others, who gathered around him with great interest.
In this way, Liu Qinghuan was not able to escape until sunset. After instructing Jiang Nianen to buy new furniture and decorate the small room, he said: "I will close the quiet room in the next few days to deal with some private matters. The teahouse will remain open as usual. If anyone comes to see me, just say
I'm out and about."
Jiang Nianen responded repeatedly: "What if there is an emergency?"
"If there is an emergency, just knock three times on the quiet room door." Liu Qinghuan said, taking out another jade pendant: "After inputting mana into this jade pendant, a protective shield will appear to prevent me from being able to show up in time or unexpected events.
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After making arrangements, Liu Qinghuan entered his residence and walked up the stairs to a wall in the cellar. He pinched it with his hands, and ripples appeared on the wall, opening a round hole, and behind it was the quiet room door.
After entering, he opened all the magic circles and sealed the cave. Then he summoned the Songxi Cave Heaven Map, and in a blink of an eye, he was in the small courtyard of Daqingshan.
Xiao Hei ran over: "Master."
Liu Qinghuan looked at it: "When did you wake up?"
"Hey, just a few days ago."
"Looking at how proud you are, you have gained a good harvest this time?"
Xiao Hei grinned widely: "The poison of the Blazing Sky Scale is a bit overbearing, but the effect is also very good. I plan to eat all the remaining poison in the next two days, and I should be able to reach the middle stage of the third level by then."
Liu Qinghuan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, practice hard, and I will find something more poisonous for you later."
Xiao Hei happily responded: "Master, are you here to harvest mature elixirs? I have already collected them and placed them in the spiritual materials room."
"Thank you for your hard work." Liu Qinghuan said, "I have other things to do."
He looked at the spiritual eye spring in the courtyard: "Where are Chu Yi and Ying Niang?"
"They went to the bottom of the mountain to find dolls to play with."
The doll is the Pulse Soul. Liu Qinghuan said with a smile: "You guys get along well. Okay, you can go on your own. I will be in seclusion for a few days. If you hear or feel anything, don't worry about it."
After giving the instructions, he entered the courtyard, came to the retreat room, and activated the magic circle in the room.
The noise caused by those strange words was too great, and the small courtyard in the Eagle's Nest City might not be able to withstand the impact, so he simply chose to enter the Songxi Cave Sky Map.
He took out the jade talisman and the yellow cloth, thought about it, and then put the yellow cloth away.
The spiritual power in his body was already exhausted when he was transcribing that piece of animal skin today, but he just wanted to confirm a few things, so it should be enough.
Holding the jade talisman in hand, a continuous stream of spiritual power flowed into the palm of the arm, entering from the first small point at the tip of the jade talisman, then jumping into the next vertical line, going down in sequence, but when it reached the end, the flow was not the same.
A new line flows to the back of the jade talisman.
Liu Qinghuan remembered this and watched as the faint spiritual light spread through the lines one by one, going back and forth on both sides without any stagnation in the middle. Until halfway through the lines, the spiritual power suddenly penetrated into the jade talisman!
Sure enough!
Liu Qinghuan's eyes burst into scorching light. He once input spiritual power into the jade talisman, but never got a response, simply because the way he input it was wrong.
Mobilize more spiritual power to flow into the jade talisman. Just like when transcribing animal skins before, the influx of spiritual power begins to increase exponentially. Every time you walk through more lines, the demand for spiritual power will increase.
Liu Qinghuan had a feeling that this jade talisman would require more spiritual power than the animal skin.
At the same time, a sharp light shot out from the jade talisman, as if the sword that had been sleeping for a long time was suddenly pulled out of the scabbard. The powerful sword energy stung his palms slightly, and he raised his hand and threw the jade talisman into the air.
The cyan spiritual power drawn out formed a rainbow bridge and continued to flow into the jade talisman, making the sharp light grow stronger and stronger.
This completely different reaction from that animal skin made Liu Qinghuan's interest even higher!