Back in the guest room, Chang Siguo was a little curious and used his clairvoyance to check the brocade-white pouch presented by Fairy Muyun.
It was a common five-foot Xumi bag. Inside it was a set of neatly stacked black robes and a black-sheath magic sword. Both items looked ordinary and inconspicuous, but they were quite different from what was imagined.
Chang Siguo smiled, but he didn't feel disappointed at all. He thought too much.
The popular lyrics he copied are worth a Xumi bag, which is already worth every penny.
He took out his robe and magic sword, shook the robe open first, and then discovered that there was a plain white jade pendant with a light cloud pattern engraved on the left waist, about two inches in diameter, and he used his celestial eye to scan it, and a layer of light appeared on the white mist. The jade pendant is outstanding, especially the nine white clouds pattern, which is so smart that it seems alive.
He doesn't know how to be specific.
After careful identification for a while, this black robe was just an ordinary silk robe, without the precious light looming like the robe Huang Tian wore.
I tried it on my body and found that the size is just right.
He put his robe into his Xumi bag and pulled out the black sheath magic sword. It was a good magic weapon.
That's all, nothing special about it.
Could it be that Fairy Mu Yun saw that he was dressed shabbily and had a bamboo sheath knife hanging on his waist, so she gave him a new outfit?
I couldn't understand what the woman was thinking, and couldn't explain anything.
He hated playing charades in a foggy way.
Put the items into the Sumeru bag, then put the bag into the bead space, and keep it as a set of spare items.
Taking out the stack of purchased poems, Chang Siguo flipped through them one by one and searched according to the catalogue.
After flipping through only two books, he actually found a song by Li Dada. He quickly flipped to the book position, and the author's name suddenly read Luo Zongyao.
You are so shameless, can you still have the conscience of a soul piercer?
Breaking out in a cold sweat, he hurriedly rummaged back and found another song, the famous and familiar water tune singer, dazzlingly signed by Luo Zongyao. Later, he also found several poems that Chang Si had some impression of, and even In some cases, even the names of poems have been tampered with.
He started from the beginning of the first volume and stopped looking at the table of contents.
No one knows how those poems have been changed beyond recognition by the literary thieves.
The whole morning passed in a boring way, and Chang Siguo also became familiar with the names of two other soul-piercing seniors, Hai Qin and Qi Yuren. They were both role models in the Dazao Special Copy, and had contributed to the introduction, dissemination and exchange of culture in the Qingyuan world. Made indelible and outstanding contributions.
Below the annotations of the three people are all blank, with no biographical information or other identity introductions.
The other four people are silent, and there are currently no clues.
Being able to find three names that should be taboo in this way made him feel quite rewarded.
Fortunately, Li Taibai's "Qing Ping Le" song, perhaps because of his remoteness, the three seniors left him a way to survive, and there is currently no evidence of plagiarism.
It's exciting
From now on, he would not dare to copy poems until he was beaten to death.
Be careful of being punished by the big guys who are under the Nine Springs, slapping the coffin board and cursing them.
There was a knock on the door, and Gu Liangtuo's voice came from outside: "Senior Brother Chang, are you still busy?"
Chang Siguo put away his poems and books, opened the door, and saw Huang Tian was there, so he stretched out his hand to invite, "Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"
Huang Tian took a look around and saw that the room was so narrow that the three of them couldn't squeeze in. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Forget it, you can check out as well. Let's eat and go. If we don't want to stay in Fangshi too much, we can save as much as we can." "Seems a little uninterested.
Chang Siguo was surprised and said, "Didn't you say you have to stay in Fangshi for another day?"
Combined with the early morning, Fairy Mu Yun sent her maid to give him a polished pen. She suddenly understood and said with a smile, "Did Fairy Mu Yun leave Fangshi?"
There were no items that needed to be sorted in the room, so he closed the door and walked out with the two of them.
"Yes, it's very strange this time. Fairy Muyun didn't say hello. I heard that she quietly left Fangshi in the morning. We don't know where she went. We just learned the news."
Gu Liangtuo was a little depressed. He only listened to half a song and it was over.
He had some suspicions that the culprit who caused Fairy Mu Yun to leave was his senior brother from down the mountain.
But he has no evidence.
The three of them had a dull lunch. Gu Liangtuo had other tasks and could not escort his senior brother back to the sect, so he asked Huang Tian to help him take some trouble while he rushed west, still searching for the cunning monster who had committed the murder of the sect.
After understanding each other's ins and outs, Chang Siguo and Huang Tian went on the road again and got to know each other a lot.
The distance between the two people is no longer limited to five feet.
While laughing and chatting, they flew at low altitude along the official road. When they met the monks who were also rushing along the official road, they still followed the rules and flew on separate sides without disturbing each other.
Travel thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and experience every moment.
There are also wars among the mortal kingdoms in the Chongshan Domain, and you can also see the figures of body refiners charging into the battle. Chang Siguo stopped above to watch for a while, but did not find any qi masters involved. Huang Tian seemed to be used to it, and there was nothing to talk about. interest.
After watching for a while, Chang Siguo shook his head secretly. He really didn't stop anywhere.
The two flew to an altitude of more than fifty feet, crossed the boundary above the battle, then lowered their altitude and continued flying southeast.
The sun was setting in the west, and there was an endless stretch of mountains in front of us blocking the way.
There is a faint gray-black atmosphere hanging over the mountain, which makes people feel depressed even from a distance.
The two of them stopped slowly. Chang thought about it for a moment and compared it with the sketch map of the Chongshan Domain he had memorized. They knew that ahead was the famous Yinhuo Mountain Range, which was thousands of miles away and belonged to the Chongshan Domain. It is a place where low-level monks have adventure and experience.
"Let's go around"
Chang Siguo remembered that when he was in Chaoxian Town, he heard that there were ghosts causing trouble here.
It's been so long, and I don't know if I can suppress it.
"It takes too much time to go around. The Yinhuo Mountain Range is not very dangerous, as long as you are careful not to be surrounded by a large number of ghosts. Let's rest in the wild tonight, and at noon tomorrow, we will fly along the Paolong Canyon, speed up, and reach the sky. Black Qian can pass through.”
"Just listen to Brother Huang."
The two landed on a hilltop next to a simple official road, more than twenty miles away from the edge of the Yinhuo Mountain Range.
The surrounding area is deserted for dozens of miles, and there are very few carriages and merchants walking along the official road. Just a little further ahead, the official road reaches the end, and there are overgrown weeds ahead. Several mortal countries use the Yinhuo Mountains as their borders.
Because of the Yinhuo Mountains blocking the way, several mortal countries have never fought wars over border territorial issues here.
Anyone can take it if they like, as long as the many ghosts in the mountain agree.
Chang Siguo used his Heavenly Eye Technique to look around and found three simple grottoes next to each other on the west hillside. They were left by monks who had spent the night here before, so they occupied one with Huang Tian and cleared some weeds. Can protect against wind and rain.
After simply drinking water and eating dry food, the two of them sat cross-legged in the cave to adjust their breath and practice.
As a monk, you can endure hardships and enjoy blessings, and be content with whatever comes. ,,
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