In the next few days, Jiang Shou stayed in Mi August's car during the day. After sitting overnight to listen to the comfort of the snowmobile, Jiang Shou found that his carriage no longer smelled good. Coupled with the revolutionary friendship that informed them of the rules of ghost talk, Jiang Shou and Mi August communicated more and more openly.
The two of them had the most exchanges about spiritual master training. Jiang Shou's foundation was quite solid. This could be felt from his confident attitude. Mi August was currently lacking in this aspect.
While absorbing the basics from Jiang Shou, she answered some of Jiang Shou's confusing questions about cultivation. The answers Mi August used came from Chang Dehai's study notes, but they were not copied according to the book, but were confirmed after her analysis. , or her more simplified answer.
As for questions that he couldn't answer, just leave them blank and let Jiang Shou think about them on his own, which did not arouse suspicion. On the contrary, Jiang Shou was extremely grateful.
After separation every night, Mi August used any door to return to his old house, while Jiang Shou was called by Suo Wuchang for questioning.
After listening to the cultivation method Mi August taught him from Jiang Shou, Suo Wuchang stared at Jiang Shou with a somewhat complicated expression, "Foolish people are blessed by stupidity."
Jiang Shou said proudly: "Master Suo, you refused to teach me, but I still learned it in advance."
Wuchang snorted: "I don't want to teach you, I just want you to understand the rules of Lingzhou in advance."
Jiang Shou said indifferently: "Everything has a price?"
Suo Wuchang said coldly: "If you don't take it seriously now, you will suffer a loss if you go there. In Lingzhou, even if it is a teacher-student relationship, teachers do not provide students with knowledge and experience for free. Everything has to be paid."
"Why do you think I took you to Lingzhou, and why did you tell me this?" Suo Wuchang said almost coldly: "I am interested in your talent. I can get merit points by taking you back to Wuchang Palace. Also, What you call a debt of gratitude."
Jiang Shou suppressed his smile and said, "That's true, but Master Suo, you don't have to tell me this to trick me into favoring you."
Suo Wuchang said: "You will still know when you arrive in Lingzhou. Rather than letting you find out then, it is better to tell you clearly in the morning."
Jiang Shou was speechless.
Suo Wuchang asked him, "Mi August taught you all real experience. What did you give others?"
Jiang Shou said awkwardly: "She asked me some questions about how poisonous magic weapons are, how difficult it is to teach strange things, and how to distinguish yin and yang once the spiritual sense is opened."
Suo Wuchang looked at him with difficulty, "Do you think a weapon master who can cultivate a one-star magic weapon really doesn't know these basic knowledge?"
Jiang Shou's face turned red with dryness.
Suo Wuchang struck him and said, "The experiences she gave you are worth more than ten spiritual crystals in the Wuchang Palace."
After saying that, Suo Wuchang's depression dissipated when he saw the young man looking increasingly ashamed.
I remember that he was extremely talented back then, but he also managed to get through it step by step, especially in the early stage when he had to go through life and death several times just to learn resources.
On the other hand, Jiang Shou, a boy who was born ordinary but had his own spiritual awareness and self-developed spiritual orifices. First he fell in love with him, and then he met Mi August, who taught spiritual children free of charge during their cultivation experience. He was so lucky that even he couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Emotions come.
The next day, Mi August discovered that Jiang Shou unexpectedly did not come to ride with him.
During lunch, Jiang Shou ran to her and said, "The debts of those two magic weapons have been canceled in one fell swoop."
Mi August asked: "Why did you mention this suddenly?"
Jiang Shou said: "I didn't know what you taught me was so precious."
Mi August said with a calm smile: "If canceling the debt makes you feel better, then just do as you say."
The psychological burden that had troubled Jiang Shou all night was lifted by the girl's soft voice, and there was something different in Mi August's eyes.
Even if the young man's first love was hidden, it was not easy to hide it. Mi August looked at him, and the latter turned his head to look away uncomfortably.
Mi August pretended not to see him, and said as usual: "Now that all my debts are cleared, I am bored on the road. I also want to find someone to discuss and exchange experiences with. You won't avoid me anymore, will you?"
"I didn't hide." Jiang Shou said quickly.
After lunch, the two got in the car.
Yesterday they talked about spiritual arts.
Jiang Shou drew a picture on the paper, and then pinched out the Sun Finger Technique in front of Mi August, and a ball of ghostly fire ignited at his fingertips.
"This is a method my grandpa taught me. I first familiarize myself with the spiritual diagrams by drawing, and then I can become more comfortable in carving them in the spiritual sea or using them in daily life."
Only then did Mi August understand that Jiang Shou's finger gestures were not just gestures, but using spiritual power to draw spell maps.
It was just because her spiritual sense was not activated, and she could not see the spiritual power he used without wearing the Night Game.
Jiang Shou, however, embarrassedly dissipated the ghost fire on his fingers under Mi August's serious eyes, "The spiritual energy in Canglan Continent is lacking, and the effect of the spell is not good."
Mi August said: "If you show me the magic picture like this, doesn't it mean you are giving me a magic spell for free?"
Jiang Shou did give it for free on purpose, "We are friends."
Mi August smiled lightly and also drew a magic diagram on the paper for Jiang Shou.
Naturally, this spell diagram comes from Chang Dehai's study notes.
"Hey, how come you..." Jiang Shou said.
Mi August imitated him and said, "We are friends."
Jiang Shou felt both moved and somewhat inexplicably disappointed.
at night.
Old house.
Mi August had no spiritual power, so he wore a night game to experiment with using his divine power to draw spell maps.
Next to her, Mi Feixue stared straight at him, her face serious and even more nervous than the person involved.
The gray mist gradually formed in mid-air under the control of Mi August's fingertips.
There was no reaction at first. Halfway through the painting, the air around him began to vibrate, and gray fire loomed, but a thin layer of frost quickly covered everything.
Mi August dispersed the gray fog in time, finished the spell drawing in the middle of drawing, bent down and hugged Mi Feixue, who was also covered with frost and shivering from the cold.
When Mi Feixue stopped shaking, Mi August nodded her nose and said, "Do you know that the experiment is dangerous? I told you not to stay here, but you have to stay."
Mi Feixue shook her head.
Mi August took down the night game and came to a conclusion.
The spell map can be used with divine power, but it is too powerful and difficult to control temporarily, and it is easy to accidentally injure one's own people.
"You still want to watch it here?" Mi August asked the child in his arms.
Mi Feixue nodded cautiously.
Mi August rubbed her head and said with a smile: "Just take a look, the next experiment will not be dangerous."
Mi Feixue then lowered her eyes.
When she saw herself from Mi August's perspective, her smile no longer looked stiff and she grinned happily.
As a result, extreme joy led to sadness, and the originally natural smile became particularly silly.
Mi Feixue immediately covered her mouth with her hands.
Mi August didn't know the child's psychological activities in such a short period of time. She handed a pen to the child and said with a smile: "Let's learn to draw together."
The main hall of Si Ye Mansion.
Shen Li and Yu Hu gathered together.
The five people all looked a little panicked.
After a while, Shen Li said, "There has been no movement for so long. It seems that everything is fine."
The other four people all breathed a sigh of relief.
Ban Lu patted his chest, "It scared me to death. It felt like the sudden onset of winter in the middle of the night."
A lot of her disheveled hair was flying around like it was struck by static electricity. Ban Lu had to use his hands to smooth his hair, and said helplessly: "Why are you more scared than me? You are a trick."
What responded to her was her increasingly frizzy hair.
Liu Zhaocai was not much better. He rubbed his ears and smiled bitterly and said: "Not only can I not hear from far away, but even your words seem to be separated by a wall. I can feel that [Whisper] is also afraid, as if he is afraid of hearing I closed myself off to the point where I shouldn’t have heard anything.”
Liu Jinbao muttered: "At least your trick weapon is still there."
The scene fell silent.
Shen Li turned to look at Yu Hu, who was the captain of the team but remained silent.
"I have reported it to the general government and requested the issuance of new magic weapons." Shen Li said.
Yu Hu looked up, his face hopeful.
Shen Li didn't say too much, "It may not be approved."
Yu Hu said: "The special envoy already knows that losing the magic weapon was not our fault, and we also helped catch a guilty spiritual master. Not only did we have no fault, but we also made merit, how can we not be approved." The more he talked about it, the more excited he became.
Shen Li reminded him, "Yu Hu."
Yu Hu admitted his mistake with dissatisfaction, "I made a mistake."
Shen Li said: "Just pretend that what happened tonight never happened. You must not go there to investigate. Miss Mi left the young master in Si Ye Mansion. What we should do is listen less, ask less and make fewer mistakes."
The four of them looked at each other in confusion.
