The top of Fuxi Mountain.
Jiang Yunchen sat boredly in front of the cave, watching Juechen's nine sons rehearsing dances in the open space.
Fang Xuan'an is very talented. When he meets the talented painter, he becomes a perfect match (cross out). To translate it in modern terms, one is a master of choreography and the other is a master of stage effects. In addition, He Zhenyin, the master arranger, and the three artists come together to create a stage effect that is hard to imagine but wonderful!
Jiang Yunchen was very resistant to helping others make talismans at first. He thought this behavior was stupid. Who in the world of immortality would not cultivate and spend time watching nine men dance?
But when Fang Xuan'an's dance finally took shape and was integrated and complementary to He Zhenyin's music, it really created a strange dance that could only be seen in heaven and heard only a few times in the world. Even Jiang Yunchen nodded slightly when he saw it.
——As for that painting, since Zhao Yisu did not finish the finishing work on the Variety Talisman Paper, his painting is still on the paper and cannot be presented.
But no matter how good the dance is, you will get tired of it after watching it for several days and nights.
Jiang Yunchen yawned lazily, while flipping through the exercise book floating in front of his eyes, he tapped the third-grade talisman paper with his fingertips to coordinate with the dance team's rehearsal.
As his fingers rose and fell, one talisman after another was struck out, making a soft sound when it landed in the distance - he could even control the attack range of the talisman to avoid causing too much damage to the cave.
The person next to him finished drawing another picture on the blank talisman paper and glanced up at Jiang Yunchen secretly.
Jiang Yunchen said very little, almost nothing. Apart from helping the dance team to type talismans, he just read his own exercise book.
Who peeked at him, firstly because of his beauty.
Painters have eyes that discover and appreciate beauty. How could he resist taking a second look at such an otherworldly beauty who transcended gender and was sitting next to him?
The second reason is because Jiang Yunchen typed the talisman paper too easily.
It is impossible for anyone with a second-grade cultivation level to play a third-grade talisman. Even if it is a third-level monk, ordinary monks must have a starting position when striking talisman paper. This is to gather spiritual energy on the fingertips to ensure the best effect of striking talismans.
But Jiang Yunchen didn't have this process at all. The talisman was tapped by him gently, as gently and simply as the breeze swept the girl's cheek. His memory was amazing, and he didn't need to stop the rhythm for a long time. The rhythm had already fallen into his heart, letting him He was able to do two things at once, typing talismans and flipping through books at the same time.
Moreover, he has amazing spiritual power that can never be used up. It is so easy for him to type hundreds of third-grade talisman papers in a row. It is not as easy as having an empty tea cup in front of him, which can make him frown slightly.
In the middle of the dance, the sound of the piano gradually became louder. Jiang Yunchen opened his mouth slightly, originally wanting to yawn, but unexpectedly, the yawn turned into a sneeze - "A sneeze!"
He was stunned for a moment, a little dazed because he hadn't had the experience of sneezing for so long, so his cold appearance rarely showed a hint of childishness.
This scene was accurately caught in the eyes of that person. He couldn't help but draw a pen and draw a lovely picture of Jiang Yunchen. However, after he finished painting, he forgot that in his eyes, the beautiful things in the world are all materials, and the materials in this world are inexhaustible.
He caressed the painting aside, stacked it with a thick pile of landscape paintings, and soon forgot about it.
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Its daybreak.
Zhao Yisu meditated on a tree for one night and felt refreshed.
The sky was dark last night, without even a star. Fortunately, it was a sunny day today. Looking at the direction in which the sun was rising, she finally distinguished the east, west, north, and south.
This time she picked up the map that Senior Sister Lu Yunjiao had drawn for her again, and she finally had a direction.
When Zhao Yisu flew forward, the audience members hidden in the dense forest also woke up and followed her figure.
Unknowingly, there were two more people in the audience, one was Dongfang Yu and the other was Lou Cuicui.
Lou Cuicui yawned, and while easily stepping on the magic weapon to keep up with Dongfang Yu's flying sword, she asked: "Brother, is this what you call watching the excitement? After sleeping all night, where can the excitement come from?"
Dongfang Yu motioned to her to calm down and just follow Zhao Yisu.
Yu Yiping next to her glanced at her and asked, "Are these two fellow Taoists from Tianjian Sect?"
When Lou Cuicui saw that he was a down-and-out cultivator, she didn't bother to talk to him. Dongfang Yu replied politely: "Exactly."
Yu Yiping: "The monks of Tianjian Sect must have extraordinary powers. Why don't they try to attack the monsters instead of following us to watch the fun?"
Dongfang Yu smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, it's not that we don't work hard, it's that we can't pick up anything by following Zhao Yisu."
Yu Yiping thought deeply: "Well, Taoist friend is really smart."
While talking, Zhao Yisu seemed to have made a new discovery.
She stood high on a mountaintop and discovered the nest of the Fire Letter Flycatcher. However, there are no eggs in this nest. It seems to be the fixed residence of an adult bird.
Zhao Yisu poked his consciousness in and frowned slightly. Through her spiritual consciousness, she saw several bones in the nest, which seemed to be human bones. Judging from the size of the skeleton, they should be of underage children.
She took back her consciousness and immediately decided not to leave. She would just wait here for that damn Fire Letter Flycatcher to fly back. Just in case he couldn't wait, Zhao Yisu used his brain, cut his arm and sprinkled some blood everywhere.
Monsters are very sensitive to the smell of blood. This Fire Letter Flycatcher also likes to eat people and will definitely come back.
The cut wound healed automatically quickly. For a monk with a real cultivation level of fifth level, this small injury was not worth mentioning at all. Zhao Yisu stood on the tree on the top of the cliff, grabbed a fruit from the tree and ate it - hmm, is it sour, sweet and delicious? Bring a few to Li Hantian as gifts.
She opened her storage bag and used her spiritual power to direct the fruits to leave the trunk one by one and fly into her storage bag.
Lou Cuicui was tired of watching: "Watching a monkey eating peaches is more interesting than watching her..." After saying that, she yawned again.
"Guga——!!"
The sound of birdsong in the distance pierced the sky, and Lou Cuicui's yawn stopped abruptly.
She subconsciously became nervous and lit up the magic weapon in her hand. After all, the Fire Letter Flycatcher was famous for its reputation. If Zhao Yisu couldn't defeat it, she had to prepare a defense.
Looking at the others next to him, even the rookie Yu Yiping didn't show any signs of nervousness on his face. He seemed to have full confidence in Zhao Yisu.
"Guga——!!" There was another cry, indicating that the Fire Flycatcher was close at hand.
Everyone could see the huge figure of the Firefly with the naked eye, its wings flapping in the sky with a muffled sound, and it flew to Zhao Yisu in the blink of an eye.
And Zhao Yisu... is still busy picking fruits!
Lou Cuicui was worried: "Really, what is she doing? She can't distinguish between priorities?!" She was about to rush out with her sword.
