"Master, what new spell do you want me to try together? It won't be very painful, right? But you have to take it easy. You have to go out to patrol and fight against imps at night."
"Master, please don't smile at me all the time. Your laughter makes me feel scared. How about we turn around and go back?"
The donkey followed the viewer into the distance, chattering incessantly, and observing the face of the viewer from time to time. It felt very unsure. The viewer wanted to try a new trick, so why was it so unreliable?
Based on its understanding of the viewer, that three-point smile is clearly holding back evil.
"Why don't you find Yun Qiuhe to try new tricks? She has a high level of cultivation and is thicker than me. She can withstand beatings. She is completely obedient to you, the master, and is willing to play with you..."
"you shut up!"
Zhang Wenfeng was so annoyed by the noisy and chatty donkey that he almost lost his power. He scolded the donkey to stop the unrestrained talk. He secretly used Yuan Qi to touch a trace of swirling smoke in the magic wood bead in his arms, and activated the illusion. Mu Zhu's illusion attack.
Within three feet, a faint green mist shrouded the area.
Zhang Wenfeng, who was in it, could see the grassland scene emerging in the green mist, with endless green gentle slopes, rolling and rolling, the sky was blue, the sun was warm, the wind was blowing gently, and groups of cattle and sheep were grazing leisurely on the grassland.
Glancing at the sluggish donkey, he understood that these scenes were the donkey's imagination. They were only concretely guided by the Huan Mu Beads using approximate scenes that existed in the beads, forming an illusion that the donkey couldn't extricate himself from.
A group of vague creatures that look like horses and donkeys are running towards this direction.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled. The magic wood beads were so powerful that they aroused the donkey's deepest desires and transformed into a group of female donkeys.
Even though there is no image of a donkey in the magic wood bead, the blurring technique is used to simulate it using the shape of a horse. Looking at the stupid look of the donkey in heat, it is obvious that he has been tricked into making himself look ugly.
All the illusions were made up perfectly through Donkey's imagination, with almost no flaws.
Shaking his head slightly, he warned the donkey several times to "have less distracting thoughts and cultivate your mind carefully."
This guy still hasn't learned his lesson?
Seeing the restless donkey suddenly stop, with silver lightning flashing from his body, he thought to himself that this was enough, the donkey's mind was not completely occupied by the primitive beast/desire.
He slowly transferred the Mu Xing Yuan Qi into the Magic Wood Bead without any haste.
The scene in the green mist changed again, turning into a forest of trees in a fairyland, filled with mist.
A fuzzy little donkey was running around merrily. There was a little boy with a black skin, holding a handful of fresh grass dripping with water, feeding it to the donkey. One man and one donkey were chasing each other in the forest...
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the familiar scene, some forgotten memories were brought back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He and Donkey came to Xianling Temple one after another, and it felt like a long time had passed.
Intermittent fragments record the growth of a donkey.
He saw the donkey's persistence in listening to the scriptures outside the main hall every day, rain or shine; he saw the donkey's excitement of finding a delicious stream of water, jumping for joy; he saw the donkey's neighing after awakening, which was unbelievable, and so on!
The scene suddenly shook, became rippling like water ripples, and then disappeared without a trace.
The shrouded light green mist instantly converged, and the illusion created by the magic wooden beads was broken by the donkey.
"It's very good. My character has improved a lot."
Zhang Wenfeng praised that it was a good thing that the donkey was able to break free from the illusion on his own and that his state of mind improved a step further.
The donkey quickly moved away from the viewer who was looking at it with a smile, and muttered: "Master, when did you learn the illusion? I almost fell for it."
"I just learned it not long ago, so I'll try it with you first."
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and walked back. In the environment of vegetation, the power of activating the magic wood beads was indeed very different. He spent more than 10% of his energy. He also found that small changes can promote changes in the illusion. He can do it next time Improve.
He was quite satisfied with this attempt.
"Next time if something like this happens again, please ask me, Master, to find Yun Qiuhe. She has a high level of cultivation and can withstand hardships."
Gu Shen
The donkey spread its hooves and ran around the base of Wushiling for several miles.
It has found a new cultivation method, and the effect is very good. It does not listen to scriptures and do things in the morning and evening when going out. It cannot waste time. It must practice diligently and strive to advance to the second level as soon as possible, so as not to be dragged down too far by the master.
Zhang Wenfeng scolded slowly, "Talk nonsense again!"
Return to your residence, meditate, adjust your breath, practice martial arts, sword practice, spells, footwork, draw runes, etc.
Using the dim oil lamp, I also drew an ink sketch.
Life cannot only consist of cultivation, but you must also learn to regulate and relax your mind.
Time passed easily. I put down my brush and admired it for a while. I heard the sound of a donkey faintly coming through the crack in the door, "Ah uh... ah... uh... the master of the temple, come and help me!"
Zhang Wenfeng was surprised. Would anyone still cause trouble for a donkey with an identity token tied to it in the stronghold?
Yun Qiuhe's laughter was heard: "The master of the temple is practicing, don't disturb him, just follow me obediently, I just want you to cooperate in trying my new magic weapon, and I don't want your life... Don't Run, stop!"
"No, the old cripple said that a woman's mouth is a liar!"
"Stop, how fast can you run on four legs..."
Zhang Wenfeng pricked up his ears and listened as a man and a donkey chased away. He smiled and was not going to go out and meddle in other people's business.
Put away a stack of rice paper and other items that have been drawn, read "Nine Palaces Flying Star Steps" in the room, use a brush to draw a nine-square grid on the white paper, write the heavenly stems, earthly branches, and weird symbols to deduce the mystery of the steps.
By the time he calculated a number, there were already five or six drafts lying around.
Write it down in small print on a formal graphic, tidy up your room, and walk out rubbing your forehead.
It was almost dusk outside, and the donkey down the hillside was covered in wet hair, like a drowned donkey, with ice residue on its long ears. When the viewer saw the viewer going out, he felt like he was seeing a relative, and he came running at full speed. Yun Qiuhe seemed very happy. Satisfied with the effect of replacing the inlay of her magic weapon with the Bihan crystal stone, she flew over with a smile.
"Yun Qiuhe bullied Donkey, and she used magic weapons to punish me..."
Before the donkey finished his complaint, Yun Qiuhe raised two delicate fingers and said with a smile: "I promise to help you get two kinds of spiritual grass seeds, especially Lingfu sweet grass, which is crunchy and sweet when you bite it. It tastes delicious.”
The donkey immediately shut up, swallowed his saliva and rubbed Yun Qiuhe's shoulder. There were not many people who could be rubbed by it.
Zhang Wenfeng gave him a look of disdain. This foodie was too easy to win over. He needed at least three kinds of spiritual grass seeds to eat in rotation.
"Let's go have a meal."
When dusk fell, the two men and one donkey walked out of the base and patrolled northwest.
Form a triangular formation in the air and on the ground to facilitate defense and attack.
The night passed, and nothing happened except for encountering two sinister spies. Everything went smoothly.
The next few days were boring and repetitive.
During the day, he rested and slept in the morning, got up to practice in the afternoon, and stayed up all night at night to patrol the wilderness. All he encountered were scattered low-level ghost spies, who were casually dealt with by the donkey.
Slowly becoming familiar with the Huanye Wasteland, and understanding some of the situation in Guiziling and the Monster Clan, I stopped wandering along the edge and often crossed the wasteland.
These days, the ghosts in Guiziling have been surprisingly quiet and have not come out in a big way. There have only been three small-scale battles with the monks in the wasteland. The monks in the Wushiling base discussed privately that Guiziling will There are big moves on the Five Ghost Days.
April 25th arrived in a blink of an eye.
More than 30 more monks arrived from the Wushiling base one after another.
Although there was no news of the day when the attack would be launched, the solemn atmosphere before the war became more and more obvious, and the monks in the base were very busy coming in and out.
Yun Qiuhe heard some rumors, saying that around the end of the month, Master Mo from Yuhua Pavilion had suffered some injuries in his last fight with the third-order ghosts from Guiziling, and he would be healed by then.
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