The senior brother, Jiushan and Xiaohuo were playing in the stream, and they looked happy and happy.

"Hey~, Third Senior Brother, you have practiced so hard and come out to meditate for fun?"

"Junior brother, you scared me," Jin Jiushan appeared quietly, interrupting Zhang Lingyun's thoughts. The chaotic spiritual power in his body almost went crazy. After a while, he calmed down and looked up at everyone.

"Man's spirit loves to be clear, but his mind is disturbed; his mind loves to be calm, but he wants to keep it," Zhang Lingxiao said a passage from the Qing Jing Sutra, without giving Zhang Lingyun an excuse to blame it.

"I am upset because my cultivation is not good enough. It has nothing to do with my junior brother," Zhang Lingyun stood up and walked out of the crowd with a lonely expression.

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

"Thanks to Second Senior Brother for your concern, the operation of the spiritual veins has stabilized,"

Zhang Lingyun picked up the grass carp on the bank and squatted by the river to dispose of its internal organs. Xiao Huo suddenly jumped out from the bottom of the water and rushed towards him, but the fish head he threw out with his backhand filled the wolf's mouth. Zhang Lingyun was secretly glad that he had escaped the dripping wolf cub.

He was slapped in the face by Xiao Huo's constant swishing of his long hair, and water droplets flying everywhere covered Zhang Lingyun.

"Haha, haha," everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhang Lingyun's embarrassed appearance.

"Hehe, Third Senior Brother, Xiaohuo didn't do it on purpose, don't be angry,"

Jin Jiushan carefully apologized, but his heart was extremely broken. This wolf cub was very affectionate and obedient to everyone, but he was willing to tease the third senior brother. He would either bite the copied letters secretly, or roll into bed with the mysophobic senior brother.

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"Little junior brother, be good. Third senior brother will go to the mountains tomorrow to catch rabbits, pheasants, and sparrow hawks for you, okay?"

"No, senior brother, second senior brother, help Xiao Huo," Jin Jiushan ran to Xiao Huo and blocked him.

"Third Junior Brother, you should go change your clothes first, don't get sick." Zhang Lingyu opened his mouth to divert Junior Brother's attention.

"Haha, this is the only set of clothes I have," Zhang Lingyun said with embarrassment.

"I asked the cook to repair the Taoist robe that you had broken at the back," Zhang Lingxiao took out the Qiankun bag and handed it to Zhang Lingyun.

Everyone looked envious and shocked when they saw the Qiankun Bag. This object may not look big but it is very magical. There are grains and animals in the dimensional space, and all delicacies can be stored in it. Although the Taiping Palace is an orthodox one, it has been passed down from the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present day.

It is no longer what it used to be. Many methods of refining spiritual weapons and magic weapons have been lost long ago. Only by resting on one's laurels can one remain in the top three of the Taoist sect. This shows how rare and precious the Qiankun Bag in the hands of the senior brother is, and it also proves his status and weight in the eyes of the master.

"Thank you, senior brother, for taking the trouble," Zhang Lingyun didn't realize that it was not as complicated as everyone thought. He took the clothes and found a remote corner to change them.

"Third senior brother, come on, come on, here are the wild grapes picked by the senior brothers," Zhang Lingshuang stretched out her hand and handed Zhang Lingyun a bunch of grapes, while she continued talking with him.

Grilled fish struggles.

"Brother, I'll give you the grilled fish. This was grilled by Brother Lingzhi. Please don't send Xiao Huo away, okay?" Jin Jiushan's young and delicate face was full of eager expectations, but he held the grilled fish tightly in his hand and

There is no intention of humility.

Zhang Lingxiao turned sideways to face Zhang Lingyun and clenched his fists, making a rattling sound. Zhang Lingyu held a few holding charms and shook them silently. Even the usually well-behaved juniors looked at Zhang Lingyun with serious expressions, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Then you have to keep an eye on it," Zhang Lingyun, in line with the principle that a good man never suffers immediate losses, temporarily gave in and revealed the matter in the face of the threats and intimidation from his brothers.

"Third Senior Brother, come and try my newly researched seasoning formula. Everyone should love animals, especially those that have been carefully cooked," Zhang Lingzhi said, and in an instant a piece of grilled fish appeared in Ling Yun's hands.

"Let's take turns telling stories, hurry up, hurry up..." Zhang Lingshuang pulled Zhang Lingyun to sit down with a smile on her face, and waved to everyone to find a seat to sit together.

"That's a good idea. Who can start first?"

"Here I go, let me first tell you a rumor about an ancient house being haunted. It is said..."

The unhappiness just now was quickly forgotten by this group of thirteen and fourteen-year-old children. Everyone gathered around the campfire, chatting about the strange things they heard from the cooks and cooks, and sang unknown folk songs, and soon became crazy again.

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In the early morning, Zhang Lingyun washed and dressed neatly. He sat at the table and took out the red talisman paper and cinnabar. He held his breath and concentrated on shaking his wrist to write an amulet.

"Ah~, what kind of world is this! There are so many bad things to do when cultivating an immortal, and you can't let people live anymore," Zhang Lingyun looked at the runes with no spiritual energy fluctuations, hesitating and confused, not knowing what to do.

He always dreams about a giant dragon chasing him and successfully killing him. If he doesn't want the nightmare to come true, he has to make more preparations.

Time flies by, and five days have passed since the last time he was injured. There has been nothing unusual in the past few days. In the afternoon, the second elder informed Zhang Lingyun to go to practice after dinner.

In Xushi Xianyun Cave, Zhang Lingyun's eyelids were twitching for the past few days with an ominous premonition. Deep in his heart, he was very resistant to the cave in front of him. It took half an hour to reluctantly take steps forward.

The body passed through a spiritual energy barrier, the fierce wind roared past, and the invisible power of heaven and earth swirled and condensed in the air, "Here~," the electric arc shuttled through the dark and thick clouds, and the huge power rushed towards the face, "Roar~,

"The giant dragon, covered in flames, emitted a dazzling light and rushed towards Zhang Lingyun...

"Ah~, cough cough~," Zhang Lingyun saw the familiar dormitory and slowly calmed down the tightness in his chest. Recalling the scene when he was bitten to death by the giant dragon's bloody mouth, his brain stopped spinning and he was already sweating coldly.

The soaked clothes were responding to the rupturing pain in his waist and abdomen. Even without looking, he knew that his body must be so bruised that he couldn't even look down.

"You little grasshopper, I asked you to jump around for a few more days to accumulate virtue and do good deeds..."

Checking the number of runes, Zhang Lingyun suddenly felt very depressed. There was no trace of the six red runes that he had drawn by forgetting sleep and food. Only a few white runes were left lying there dryly. Under the bright moonlight, the rune paper showed "two, immortal"

Zhang Lingyun put his hands on his forehead and kneaded the words "Yundong", slowly connecting the scattered memories and clues.

After constant assumptions and analysis, even if you can't remember what you did today, you can still be sure that someone among the elders must know the truth, and only they have the ability to do things so meticulously and unknowingly, because there has been no such thing since ancient times.

Outsiders can come in and out safely without disturbing the Fengshan Formation.

Wanting to understand something, Zhang Lingyun deeply felt the helplessness of the weak. It was sad that he had become a victim of some kind of experiment by them.

The next day, the sun shone brightly into the house. Zhang Lingyun opened the window and looked directly into the dazzling sunlight. He lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest until his eyes stung. At that moment, all the unwillingness and cowardice deep in his heart seemed to be driven away. If a person is alive,

Those who are greedy, delusional and troubled will suffer humiliation and find it difficult to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Zhang Lingyun slowly accepted his tragic experience, calmed down his inner dissatisfaction and resistance, and fully met the challenges of the future.

From then on, Zhang Lingyun devoted himself to practicing every day, and his skills in talismans increased by thousands of miles. In just half a year, he could draw yellow lines out of thin air without making any mistakes. The success rate of red talismans also increased to 12. Unfortunately, the dragon was also gradually evolving.

It was much stronger than when they first met, and Zhang Lingyun vaguely felt that the hope of defeating it was close at hand.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Lingyun sneaked out of the dormitory and appeared in the Xianyun Cave in the back mountain. He dug for something in the cave under the faint moonlight. It took half an hour before he returned to the Taiping Palace to continue resting.

After Zhang Lingyun left, a dark figure entered Xianyun Cave to check, and in an instant appeared in the dormitory of the headmaster Tianshi.

"Headmaster, Ling Yun ran to Xianyun Cave in the middle of the night and stayed for half an hour."

"Thank you Shanyuan for your hard work. What changes have occurred in the cave?"

"Everything is business as usual, nothing unusual."

"Then don't worry about him. It's time to call him to the back mountain tomorrow."

"It's tomorrow. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

At the time of Youshi, Zhang Lingyun strolled to Xianyun Cave. Seeing the place in front of him where he had to experience death every five days, he felt fear and disgust deep in his heart.

After passing through the weak spiritual energy barrier, "Hereby," Zhang Lingyun felt the sharp wind blowing on his face, and the turbulent spiritual energy swirled and condensed in the air.

"Here~," the arc flashing in the thick clouds became more and more intense. Zhang Lingyun felt that the pressure condensed in the sky had reached the strength of thunder. A dazzling red light flashed in the clouds. The huge pressure rushed toward his face, making Zhang Lingyun's face become more solemn.

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Chapter completed!