Sitting calmly beside that guy, Liu Kite's heart was like a deer.

It's been more than a year since I last saw him, right? That's not a long time for a monk, and it's only been three or five years since he retreated.

But as far as Liu Kite is concerned, it seems that three or five hundred years have passed, and she wants that guy to really see her small grappling technique. This is not the kind when Xiao Liu'er was loose and slumped in the yard, the kind that was to trick him into teaching people in the past.

Today's Xiao Liu'er has used this set of techniques to hurt people in actual combat. Not only that, but our little Liu'er also added a method designed for girls to it, and even those old insects who have been through a hundred battles were almost injured by her.

Liu Kite didn't dare to look at that guy's face, but there was a kind of crazy thought in his heart: I don't know if I can restore the identity of the disciple of the Beaver Peak in the future? If I can restore the identity of the disciple of the Beaver Peak, I will definitely take advantage of the time to discuss the small grappling technique with the senior brother of the True Inheritance, and give him a small kick for the latest practice. He can get out of the way with his ability, but he can't be scared.

Thinking of the place of pride, Liu Kite felt that her toes were itchy, and when she looked down, she couldn't help but be startled: Senior Brother Zhenchuan was gently touching her feet below.

Liu Kite was ashamed and afraid, so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and when she was touched by the half of her body, as if she had been hit by a spell, she couldn't move. Fortunately, in the next moment, she finally remembered that the intermittent and extremely slight touching rhythm at the tip of the shoe was a set of ciphertexts that Director Yin had specially taught when he gave special training to everyone in Wild Wolf Town, and he could communicate simply without words, and he kindly called it a point spectrum.

The advantage of using dot notation is that you can express the same meaning through the same beat, whether it is through light, sound or touch.

Liu Kite hurriedly collected her mood, did not dare to think nonsense, and carefully felt the extremely slight vibration at the tip of her shoe. The monks present not only included the masters of the False Dan Period, but also the existence of Li Scorpion, a barbarian king level with a strong bloodline, with the cultivation of Diligence and Liu Kite, even if it was secretly communicated through divine consciousness, there was a possibility that someone would find a flaw.

On the contrary, it is not as secret as the current method, even if it is found that the tips of the two shoes are in contact, at most they will think that Yin Manzi is a pervert and is just a disciple.

Liu Kite felt it carefully for a long time, and felt that Director Yin was passing the same set of points over and over again. As the officer of the Special Intelligence Section, everyone must memorize the score, Liu Yuan thought for a while, and couldn't help but flash a trace of doubt in his eyes: Director Yin spent so much effort to ask: "Did you eat enough just now?"

Could it be that he has misremembered the dot notation? Liu Yuan thinks that it is impossible, the dot notation is developed from a set of ciphertext called pinyin created by Director Yin before, with a specific dot notation to represent different phonetic notations, and then the different phonetic notations are combined to form the pronunciation of a certain character. This method sounds complicated, but it is not difficult to learn, at least it is much easier to learn than those obscure Dan books.

Or, Director Yin is testing my mastery of the dot spectrum? Liu Yuan thinks it is very possible: Although that guy is young, he is very ghostly, maybe he is taking the opportunity to secretly test me. Hmph, I thought he called me over for some good thing, but it turned out to be for this.

The willow kite groaned for a while, tapped her toes, and quickly replied to a set of dot scores, spelling it out, but there was only one word - "no".

Soon, Director Yin's reply came, chattering, and the content was full of condolences: "Wait a little longer, if Lingshi doesn't make a move, contact home at any time." ”

The corners of Liu Kite's mouth curled up slightly, and she replied with another word - "good".

Xiao Liu'er, this girl, has grown a lot after these days, and her "business" has not fallen, not bad, not bad. Director Yin was quite pleased to Erlang's legs, no longer to compare with the score, but replaced with a kind smile that only acquaintances have, and took advantage of everyone's efforts to browse the beaver to refine his qi, he found a jade slip, but it was the one that Yin Gongyin had just handed over to him in person downstairs.

He handed the jade slip to Liu Yuan and said, "A year ago, the master was also very worried about the Liu Fairy. When I went down the mountain this time, the master also specially instructed me to hand over this jade slip to the fairy. It contains a collection of poems obtained by the master's enlightenment, "The Shallow Collection of the Dao", as well as the Kun Dao method written by the master for the female cultivator who built the foundation under the seat, which should help the fairy's cultivation. ”

When Liu Kite heard this, she hurriedly bowed over, thanked her and took the jade slip. Ling Yunxiao and the others saw it on the side, only that the relationship between Hua Ci Peak and the Skylark Pavilion was quite deep, and Hua Yunshang loved the house and Wuxia, and showed a lot of favor to this upstart fairy of the Skylark Pavilion.

Liu Kite knew that the so-called Dao Qianji and Kun Dao exercises were all nonsense, and this jade slip must have recorded the next confidential task. At the dinner table, there were many people, and there were high-level monks present, Liu Kite didn't dare to hold it up, and was carefully preparing to put this jade slip into the Qiankun ring, but was stopped with a smile and said: "The fairy has always loved poetry, why don't you have much interest in my master's "Dao Shallow Collection"?"

Ling Yunxiao hadn't yet taken his turn to see Hua Qi's refinement, although he was sitting across the table, his attention was all on Liu Kite's side, and when he heard his courteous words, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: I heard that Hua Yunshang was a crazy woman who couldn't read a few big words, don't say that it was her, in the past seven or eight hundred years, there have been few decent enlightenment poems in the entire Western Xinjiang.

was said so attentively, Liu Kite couldn't help but look at him suspiciously, seeing that he seemed to be smiling, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. Could it be that the content of this jade slip is really as he said, and he hopes to make a name for the ancestor's Dao Qianji through my mouth? The problem is, at the moment, the big phantom has only been let go twice in a small area in the prince's mansion, and although the abyss is large, how many people know my name?

Liu Kite's fingers rubbed lightly on the jade slip, feeling that the unsealing rune engraved on it was quite different from the style of the rune commonly used by Hua Lifeng before, and even very different from the unsealing rune array used by the Special Intelligence Department.

Could it be that this is a new thing that the director has come up with? However, no matter how different the sealing runes are, the secret spell that has been unsealed should still remain the same. Like the "kite" that "flies alone" outside, it has its own set of unsealing spells that others can't know, and the willow kite recited it silently in his heart, and the next moment, there was a sudden light in his consciousness, as if he had released a big phantom, and a vivid picture appeared.

The director didn't even need the phantom array box, and directly sealed the phantom into the jade slip! Liu Kite admired in her heart, but when she saw the appearance of the monk in the Ten Thousand Beast Valley robes in the painting, she shuddered violently in her heart, and a sharp pain that cut her heart made her cheeks a little less bloody.

Liu Yushi always thought that she could no longer remember the appearance of those people she had experienced in Wutong Xuanfu, but when the sanctimonious senior brother in the jade slip floated out of the gate of Cangshan County with fluttering sleeves, Liu Yushi suddenly remembered his appearance, and even he smiled cruelly and ordered Liu Yushi to call him Senior Brother Ning.

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Ning Jishui's movements seemed to be slow and urgent, and his big sleeves fluttered in all directions, but with every step, his body rushed forward a few zhang away. The county town has the rules of the county town, and within ten miles of the castle, it is strictly forbidden to use the sword technique and other fast-flying methods. As the inner disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley Ink Scale Peak, although Ning Jishui was like an arrow, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

The distance of ten miles, for a monk like him who is a third-level foundation building, even if he relies on two legs, he can't even use the kung fu of half a burnt incense, he can complete it.

Although with his cultivation, he can run two or three percent faster, but there is no big urgency, running like that, wouldn't he lose his identity? Ning Jishui wanted to go home early, but the main reason was that he had been out for too long this time, and he had been staying in the county for nearly half a year, which made him a little unbearable. It's not that he loves his family, as a monk, if he goes to the wilderness to hunt once, it will take two or three years to go back and forth, and if he encounters trouble outside, or if he makes some gains while hunting, he will not be able to go home for more than ten years.

The reason why Ning Jishui couldn't bear it was because the spirit stones in the animal skin bag were not enough to spend. After staying in Cangshan County for less than a year, the dozen or so intermediate spirit stones in the animal skin bag disappeared. Ning Jishui couldn't understand, this time, he didn't buy any elixir, let alone buy half of the magic weapon in his hand, how could the thirteen intermediate spirit stones be spent unconsciously? What made him most depressed was that there were three intermediate spirit stones among them, but he embezzled the public funds needed for the mountain gate to purchase them in the county town, and when he returned to the Ink Scale Peak, he still needed to borrow them everywhere, so he quickly plugged this hole.

The question is, who to borrow? Most of the disciples who are familiar with each other on weekdays have already borrowed a few times, and the old accounts have not been paid off, so how can they open their mouths if they borrow again? Ning Jishui's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh: Alas, although the county town is good, it is really a bottomless pit, and no matter how many spirit stones are thrown into it, it is not enough to fill it.

However, although the spirit stone has a lot of losses, it cannot be regarded as no harvest during this time in the county town, Ning Jishui felt that he could climb the high branch of Wu Tongxuan, so he would not waste the large amount of spirit stones and time he had invested in it.

Ning Jishui thought wildly, and when he raised his eyelids, an old willow with a crooked neck not far away rustled in the breeze. Seeing this old willow, it was ten miles away from the county town, Ning Jishui's palm turned over, and a small dark green wooden sword stood in his palm.

Before he could sacrifice the flying sword, there was a sudden bang behind him, and a green shadow broke through the air, and there were already Zhuji monks who couldn't wait, and flew the sword first. The speed of the green shadow is extremely fast, and it is even faster than the speed of the ordinary Tsukiji monk's sword, the only thing is that the posture of the sword monk is very indecent, not at all stepping on the flying sword, the body is standing and flying, but the flying sword is tied to the boot with the tip pointed upward, and the whole person is lying on his stomach in the air.

A trace of disdain flashed in Ning Jishui's eyes, I heard that this was a method of flying the sword called "Quick Breaking Barbarian" created by that Yin Barbarian of Hua Ci Peak. As soon as this method came out, it attracted the ridicule of everyone, but secretly, many people would quietly tie their flying swords to their boots and fly in order to save effort in order to save effort.

However, it is only more than ten miles away from Cangshan County, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians on the road. Although it is no longer restricted by Edgeworth's flight, it is still extremely eye-catching to rush to the road with the method of "quickly breaking through the barbarians". Even many mortals were all startled by the sound of the person fleeing away at high speed, and everyone stopped one after another, pointing to the blue shadow that flashed in the sky, and talked about it.

"Which immortal is so powerful, he can climb in the sky and be so fast!"

"You are mistaken, how can the immortal chief crawl? I look at that green shadow, eighty percent is the psychic green monkey under the immortal chief's seat!"

Ning Jishui didn't want to be mistaken for a monkey, he threw the sword in his hand into the air, and the flying sword rose against the storm. Before he could step on the sword body, there was a snort behind him, and a fat figure seemed to be a cloud of fire, and it surpassed the past from behind.

"Porco Rosso!" the Porco Rosso under the Immortal Throne, so fast!" the mortals shouted inexplicably.

Ning Jishui was startled by that guy, his body stagnated slightly, and he almost scolded. That's a fat girl who runs away at high speed with the technique of "breaking the barbarism quickly", the problem is that people are fat like that, standing and flying or lying down are all a ball of meat, is there a difference?

Ning Jishui glanced back with palpitations, and saw that there was no more figure of a monk sword escape, so he shouted softly: "Get up!"

Although the foundation building monk could not ascend to the sky like the Jindan Ancestor, he could still do it with a few steps of spiritual power and a few steps of the ladder. I saw Ning Jishui's robe sleeves swaying slightly, walking into the air step by step, as if there was an invisible ladder in the air. He rose step by step, until he stepped on the flying sword floating in the air three feet high, and then he accepted the spell and slowly let out a sigh.

The mortals watching the excitement below had already cheered, and compared with the ugly posture of the two "demon beasts" flying in the sky before, what Ning Jishui showed was what the masses liked to see, the correct posture of the sword flying.

The finger was pinched, and the mantra was secretly recited in his mouth, and the next moment, Ning Jishui's figure suddenly disappeared in the air, and immediately turned into a green shadow, and swept away in the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.

The direction of the two people before was roughly the same as him, and Ning Jishui also had a comparative mind in his heart, he urged the flying sword with all his strength, and chased after him for most of the hour, but he didn't even see the shadow of those two guys.

Maybe the two of them turned in another direction halfway? Ning Jishui was a little deflated, with such a full force to resist the sword, he couldn't bear to fly for a while.

Before he could restrain his aura and slow down, a white spot the size of a sesame seed suddenly appeared in the distance. Ning Jishui frowned slightly, the flying of the sword was most afraid of facing people, in case everyone had the same trajectory, at such a speed, once they collided, it would be two lives.

According to the rules of the wilderness, in a similar situation, it is too late to slow down, and everyone must first control the flying sword to turn to their right hand. However, as soon as his mind moved to the right, before the flying sword could spin to the right, the white dot instantly turned into a white flower.

What is this? Ning Jishui only had time to raise this thought in his mind, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, this was his life-saving talisman Gu Teng Armor in the automatic protector of the master. The speed of the thing that hit the opposite side was comparable to the speed of Jindan, and before the ancient vine armor was fully activated, he heard a sound from Peng Di, and the miserable wail of a frightened bird came from the air, and in an instant, the white feathers and blood were mixed into a scene like snow and rain, and they fell from the air.

With a "poof", the white feather was still fluttering in the air, and Ning Jishui's body was already like a kite with a broken string falling into the dust.

After a long time, two heads popped up in the woods not far away, and Zhu Choumei looked at Yin Gongyin stupidly: "Lord, director, what do you call this thing?"

"Patrol, cruise bird eggs!" Yin Gongyin's eyes widened, and he stammered a little when he was excited.

The scene sealed in the jade slip was so realistic that the onlooker Liu Kite actually felt like he was there. Ning Jishui's appearance evoked the unforgettable pain in the depths of her memory, so much so that her petite body trembled uncontrollably slightly.

But when Ning Jishui's Dao body was penetrated by the throbbing bird in the air, and a huge blood hole appeared, the hatred gathered in the chest of the willow kite was also like the blood rain in the sky, which suddenly vented out. Suddenly, Liu Kite felt that her heart was empty, and only one stupid question remained in her mind: "Isn't that a frightening bird? Why did you change its name to a cruising bird?"

There is no answer to Liu Kite's question, there is no answer in the jade slip, the light and shadow in the sea flicker, and the scene has been replaced by something else. The streets in this scene are very familiar, and they are clearly Cangshanfang Market, the market around Sifang Street. At the beginning, the willow kites and they also followed the old insects of the insect nest in this area for first-class special training.

With Liu Yuan's wisdom, he had seen Ning Jishui's tragic death in the wilderness, and naturally knew that the purpose of giving her this jade slip was to give her an explanation. Liu Yuan's mind wandered slightly, remembering that before, when she showed her untouched appearance to that guy, she hadn't heard back for a long time. It wasn't until she was so worried that she couldn't sleep well for a few days that a white feather fell in the air, and Director Yin's reply was only a short eight words: "I will bury you in the rain for you." ”

At that time, Liu Yuan thought that courtesy was just a hint to her, don't dwell on the unbearable past events before, and concentrate on Liu Yuan's work when she forgot Liu Yu. Now it seems that that guy is really using the most effective way to help her, bury the past, and be reborn from the fire.

Liu Yuan couldn't help but steal a glance at the courtesy, the guy was introducing the civet to Yin Tang with a hippie smile, and he didn't seem to notice her at all.

Liu Yuan sighed slightly, and the scene in the sea was already aimed at a business on Sifang Street.