At the garden party, Li Xiaoyin only met Lord Xuanwu at the end.

As for the royal family, they had already left early due to excessive fright.

The peaceful Zhongdu City has not returned to the same peace as usual.

Yellowed notices were posted everywhere on the city walls, and without exception, they were all wanted by the Yan disciples who were in danger of the garden.

The people from Fengtiansi also came to see Li Xiaoyin several times during this period, but every time they came, they did not assign tasks, but warned him not to leave home in the near future.

The leisurely time suddenly came, which surprised Li Xiaoyin and felt a little at a loss.

So, after a few days of preparation, he finally opened his diary and wrote down his first diary:

"The sky is clear and the sun is as scorching as orange."

"It has been more than half a month since the disaster in Mount Wutai."

"Zhongdu is indeed unusual. At least the construction of the tram and brothels is very advanced. My white and long thighs are shaking around, which makes me feel a little unbearable."

"Although I don't want to record other people's privacy, Yin Xinghai takes her spirit beast out every day, and goes out early and comes back late, which is very suspicious! As for the suspicious point... I can't say it."

"Junior Brother Yunxiao also understood my situation. He still thought that I could absorb the spiritual power from the outside world in the realm, because there was something wrong with the mental method I practiced."

"Ah, the last garden meeting confirmed my guess. There was no difference between the outer city and the inner city of Zhongdu, and they seemed to care about a treasure about the royal family."

"Finally, I miss my junior brother Ning Hao and my brother Mo Qingyun, oh, by the way, the token of the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox is very dangerous. I didn't notice this before. I'd better be careful in the future and give the token to Junior Brother Yunxiao!"

"Hey, it would be great if Ning Hao had already come to Zhongdu. I think the righteousness on him should be able to suppress the Nine-tailed Fox's slutty aura..."

Having written this, Li Xiaoyin couldn't help but smile.

He held his cheek with one hand and bit the pen tip tightly. In the end, he couldn't think of what to write, so he had to sign it below:

Tianyuan 561 year, February 27,

The ancestor of Kuashan Sect and the deputy head of Fengtian Pavilion,

The son of destiny, Li Xiaoyin, is the record.

...

In the room, the moss on the brick wall floats slightly.

The quiet sunlight shone on the desk table, and a few white clouds crossed the above Qinglong Street.

Li Xiaoyin was a little sleepy and opened the "Lord of Mountains and Rivers" again in boredom.

However, before he discovered new knowledge, he first found the place where he recorded the "Demon King Qushan" last time, then picked up the ink pen and crossed out two or three lines of the content.

...

"Master Witch Ghost, the vigilance in the city seems to be much looser. Li Xiaoyin has been emitting fluctuations in the spiritual realm, which seems to be at the first level of the spiritual realm."

"As for the drought, I haven't seen him for a long time since you left."

In the dense forest near Zhongdu, Tian Ke reported his experiences to the witch ghost in every detail.

The witch ghost's face was not very good. He listened absent-mindedly, as if he was planning something.

After a long silence, he said:

"You followed them to Mount Wutai, haven't you discovered anything?"

"Well... I found Xuanwu, Wei Dongfeng, Xuan Aohai, Lin Qingwei. They seemed to have entered somewhere, just in the temple in the middle of Wutai Mountain. There were many people there at that time, and I didn't dare to get close, so I could only look from afar..."

Speaking of this, Tian Ke, who turned into a young man, lowered his head slightly.

"I'm not talking about them, I'm talking about that dragon, where is it." A strange smile appeared on the witch ghost's face.

"Long? I haven't seen the dragon..." Tian Ke was silent again.

"No wonder, no wonder I let him go like this. It turns out that thing is not in Zhongduli." The witch laughed haha, alarming the crows in the forest.

"So Master Wugui, what should I do next? Li Xiaoyin has been staying at home these days and has never been out. Do you still need to continue to monitor?"

Tian Ke raised his head and looked at the bloody eyes of the witch ghost.

The witch raised her head and stared at the bird shadow gradually fading away, and asked:

"How is that girl?"

"She found a cave on the mountain outside the city, and transported a lot of wood and iron into it, and...... she bought a lot of spirit stones!"

Tian Ke was a little confused, but he still answered the question honestly.

The witch smiled, with a look of fatigue in her eyes.

He took out a gray-white stone wall from behind, with mysterious patterns carved on it and the words "Wenliang" carved on it.

Then, he took out a brass token with the portrait of Taoist lord.

"This is the Wenliang Stone Wall. Take it with you to regain the eyesless people in the Spiritual Pupil Cloud Realm."

"On the second day of March, take this token to the river** and go there to experience it."

After saying that, the witch ghost threw down these two things and turned into blood mist and drifted in the air.

Ah this...

Seeing the overwhelming blood mist flying south, Tian Ke held down his beating heart.

In just one month, his master's breath was dozens of times stronger than when he first met...

But it's right to think about it. As his understanding of the witch ghost became deeper and deeper, he found that this bloody and arrogant guy was not as simple as it seemed.

......

Time flies, and another five days have passed.

On that day, as soon as Li Xiaoyin opened the yard gate, he saw a swordsman in grey clothes waiting in front of the door.

"May I ask, you are..."

The gray-clothed swordsman took out a token and handed it over, saying:

"Wu Zhengliang, Seventh Section Swordsman."

"Bring this token, go to the river to wait for me tomorrow."

After saying that, he threw the token out, then flew over and stepped onto the branch, gently tapped it, and floated away.

"Good guy, pretending to be a master, and he calls himself a seventh-level swordsman, his strength is just like mine, right? Otherwise, he would have flew away long ago and would have left on the leaves?"

Li Xiaoyin pouted, very dissatisfied with the swordsman's cold words.

However, tomorrow, it will be the festival...

If this festival will take a long time, they cannot worry. They have to explain to Taoist Yunxiao and Miss Yin!

Li Xiaoyin thought so and slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Hey, Miss Yin, junior brother, you both come out and listen to me to tell me something."

"Tomorrow I will go out for business with the swordsmen of Fengtiansi. I don't know how many days it will take to come back. You two will take good care of yourself in the next few days."

"Oh by the way, Junior Brother Yunxiao, don't stay at home all the time. Junior Brother Ning Hao hasn't seen him for a long time. If you have time, go outside to find him, otherwise you will be too irresponsible as his senior brother."

...

As Li Xiaoyin spoke, a tired figure walked out of the wooden door.

It was Taoist Yunxiao, and he came back with two dark circles.

"Hey, senior brother, are you afraid you got the wrong seniority? Ning Hao called me uncle, why did he become my junior brother again?"

Li Xiaoyin looked back and his brows instantly wrinkled:

"Ahem, junior brother, when did you leave home? Why didn't I know this?"

Yunxiao was stunned and then realized:

"Oh, senior brother, you don't know. I will go to Qingqing every night...the railings and tiles on Long Street, and then I will not come back until dawn."

"It's strange. It's almost half a month. This is the first time that we two brothers have met in the courtyard. Do you think this is interesting?"

When Li Xiaoyin heard this, he said angrily:

"Good guy, I bring you food every morning, and I thought you were practicing day and night! I didn't expect you to..."

"Take you with me next time I go."

"Can."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled silently.

The sunlight slowly shone on the windowsill, and Li Xiaoyin and Taoist Yunxiao sat back to the square table in the guest room.

Li Xiaoyin drank a sip of tea and asked:

"By the way, hasn't Miss Yin come back yet?"

Taoist Yunxiao nodded and said:

"She seemed to be a carpenter or a blacksmith. Anyway, I saw her walking into the mountains alone with wooden stakes and iron blocks, and she looked quite hard."
To be continued...