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The monster clan who had been silent for thousands of years was blown out of the ground by some wind... and even sneaked into the Spirit Beast Mountain.

Fang Shiyi frowned, moved his lips, and really wanted to say something, but unfortunately he was a junior after all, and he couldn't say some things capriciously, so he managed to piece together the respect in his heart and blocked his mouth.

The third uncle glanced at him, and said on his behalf: "I'm used to peace, some people have already forgotten how the days of blood and turmoil came. As soon as senior brother left, some people slacked off and took advantage of this group of monsters."

Fang Shiyi felt a little relieved, smiled, and put away Wang Shu: "Master, where are the others?"

"Everything is fine."

The third uncle's name is Lu Tingchi, and it is said that when he first started, he was not inferior to Wen Xiuyue. Up to now, in the world of cultivating immortals, there are still legends about Lu Tingchi and Yijiange junior uncle Xianyi Numa, and Yu Baiyujing's force to kill the ten elders of the evil way legend.

It is rumored that the third uncle is dissolute and upright, as bright as a knife.

It's just that the third uncle that Fang Shiyi came into contact with is completely different from the rumors. He has been silent for too long, and the place of retreat is the coldest place in Shanhaimen, and his eyebrows seem to have been stained with the frost there. .

The uncle and nephew had a very good relationship, walking side by side on the forest road, Lu Tingchi unconsciously stroked the bell tied to his wrist, which caused a soft ringing.Fang Shiyi remembered the whistle he heard in the illusion, and opened his mouth to ask, but Lu Tingchi suddenly opened his mouth and cut off the conversation: "Are you afraid?"

Fang Shiyi shook his head.

Lu Tingchi: "The last time you went to Lushui Town?"

"Demons and ghosts are good at deceiving people's hearts. The more fearful they are, the stronger they will be. If the sword in their hands is unstable and their hearts hesitate and fear, they will lose." Fang Shiyi thought for a while, "I don't want to lose, so I'm not afraid."

The young man looked like a stubborn child with a stiff neck, Lu Tingchi shook his head: "It's still a child."

Fang Shiyi said jokingly: "I am a senior brother."

Lu Tingchi laughed: "Have the same temper as senior brother."

The master, uncle and nephew walked down the mountain like playing a charade.When I came to find Fang to pick up the relics, all the monsters that appeared in other places had been killed, and the elder deacon was leading people to clean up the aftermath, Lu Tingchi said as he walked: "Your fourth uncle should have told you about the people behind Lushui Town. "

Fang Shiyi had a flash of inspiration: "These monster races are related to them?"

"A group of remnants and defeated generals took advantage of the invasion of the demons to create chaos." Lu Tingchi held his sword, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc, "Central Continent is going to be in chaos."

The monster race has survived for thousands of years, and the evil spirits and heretics cherish each other with them. Once the two sides meet each other, they will naturally not just do these small things. This is a polite "worship post" before going to the door.

Fang Shiyi was thinking out of tune, when Lu Tingchi changed his voice: "How is your little brother?"

"Ah?" Fang Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Everything is fine, junior brother, thank you uncle for your concern."

Naturally, what Lu Tingchi wanted to ask was not whether Meng Mingchao was doing well, so he gave Fang Shiyi a sideways look.

The two made a detour down the mountain and inspected the surrounding area by the way. When they went down the mountain, the sun was setting.After the deacon and elder counted the number of disciples, the people in the big formation at the foot of the mountain had already dispersed. The third uncle went ahead and went back to the door to discuss the matter with the elder.Just as Fang Shiyi stepped into the formation, he saw an afterimage flying towards him.

As soon as his body sank, he quickly stretched out his arms to hug the pounced child, and rubbed his head with a smile: "Why didn't you go back with the others first?"

Meng Mingchao's eyes were red, silently accusing him.

Fang Shiyi touched the tip of his nose guiltily: "Okay, don't get angry, don't you just let the big cat take you away... hey."

He turned his head sensitively, only to realize that there were still two people standing nearby—it was actually Xiao Minghe and Qi Chu.

Qi Chu blinked at him: "An accident happened on the mountain, and it was reported to the door. After the second senior brother heard about it..."

"Come and see the fun." Xiao Minghe interrupted Qi Chu's words in a lukewarm manner, glanced at Fang Sui, whose clothes were only a little damaged, and said with a sneer, "It seems that those monster races are just gaining fame. Not much."

Qi Chu spread his hands helplessly: "Junior Junior Brother refuses to leave, and Fifth Senior Uncle doesn't allow us to go up the mountain, so we'll wait for you here. Senior Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Fang Shiyi listened quietly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, it was a false alarm."

Meng Ming listened, but for some reason he frowned, struggled to jump out of his arms, picked up the snow-white kitten, turned his back to Fang Shiyi, and used actions to prove that he was angry.

Fang Shiyi didn't care about it, he just acted like a child having a temper tantrum, and rubbed his hair with a smile: "It's okay, let's go, go home."

Qi Chu curiously poked the bird that was nesting on top of his head as if it was about to build a nest and lay eggs: "Senior brother, have you found the companion spirit beast?"

"Hmm." Fang Suyi pulled the hairy hair on the top of his head, and said reservedly, "Reserve food."

Xiao Minghe glanced at Eggy indifferently, without commenting, then glanced at the bird again: "A miscellaneous bird with impure bloodlines is quite suitable for senior brother."

Little Princess Xiao opened her mouth, and nine out of ten sentences were not good. If she put the word "senior brother", it would be sarcasm.Fang Suyi was used to it long ago, so he pretended not to hear it.

Meng Mingchao was in a bad mood, his face was slightly cold, he glanced at Xiao Minghe expressionlessly, then turned his head and looked at the miscellaneous bird above Fang Shiyi's head.

Miscellaneous Bird: "Chirp."

clear.

That night, Lanyueju.

Fang Shiyi had something on his mind, so he found the "Illustrated Book of Thousand Monsters", held the jade slip to his forehead, searched all night, and finally pulled out the race of the monster he met on the Spirit Beast Mountain from a corner.

It is a kind of demon clan that can weave illusions. The demon clan language translated by the human race is a simple and rude "phantom demon". This kind of phantom demon has low mana and has an extremely low status in the demon clan.They didn't have their names in the Yungu War back then, and they disappeared long ago.

Fang Shiyi rubbed his chin, staring at the words "mana is not high, status is extremely low", although he knew that he had learned the Tao today, because of his age and experience, he was still a little bit shocked, put down the jade slip and looked at the opposite lamp Xuetuanzi, who was practicing calligraphy, coughed.

Meng Mingchao ignored him, still angry.

Fang Shiyi has no experience in coaxing children. Looking back, his attitude at that time was indeed not good, so he lingered and sat down on Xiao Mingchao's table, and bent down with a smile: "What is Xiao Mingchao looking at?"

Glancing at the book on the table, it was a book on basic talisman making theory.

Fang Shiyi came to his senses: "Want to learn how to draw talismans? Then tell the senior brother! The senior brother is the first in the basic talisman class. It will take two years for you to take the talisman class."

Meng Mingchao glanced at him indifferently, and turned a page of the book.

Fang Shiyi ground his teeth.

Little boy, looking soft and waxy, it's not easy to coax.

He jumped off the table, took out a few yellow talismans from the treasure bag, and put them on the table lined up with cinnabar. Meng Mingchao finally raised his eyes.

There is a play!

Fang Shiyi immediately acted like a peacock spreading its tail, and tapped the cinnabar with a pen: "Let me show you the unique skills of my brother."

The cinnabar dipped in the talisman, and the pen was drawn, but it was not drawing those obscure and profound spells, but a stroke of outline, drawing lifelike...animals.

Meng Ming looked blankly at the elder brother who didn't know what he was doing.

Fang Shiyi let Wang Shu out of the sheath, skillfully wiped it with his thumb, flicked it away with his hand, the blood beads turned into mist, and scattered on the ten or so talisman papers with small animals on the table.

"rise!"

The talisman papers stood up together, blood flashed, twisted for a moment, and turned into the animal in Fang Shiyi's pen!

The table was filled with palm-sized animals, snow wolves howling up to the sky, deer jumping and jumping, cranes chasing birds and pecking them, rabbits struggling hard under the tiger's paws...the crowd was so lively that they built a nest on top of Fang Shiyi's head. Mingming poked his head out, wondering who was chirping.

Meng Mingchao stared blankly.

Fang Shiyi bent down and introduced: "This is 'Animism'."

Meng Ming gave him a complicated look.

He figured out such a spell by himself in his teens, Fang can be regarded as a genius, but this is not the place, no normal person would figure out such a boring thing.

Fang Shiyi's eyes were slightly bent with a smile, and he shook the history: "Do you remember Senior Sister Xue of Mingshao Peak? She was plotted against by others before, her legs and feet were inconvenient, she couldn't see the outside world, she was always depressed, no one could tease her Smile, I researched it for a while, and came up with this before..."

Meng Ming's face froze when he had just shown a little smile, and then it darkened in an instant. With a flick of his sleeve, he brushed a group of lively little things on the table to the ground.

A little wolf was startled, avoided his hand, jumped onto the "Basic Talisman Test", stretched out its claws, and the ancient book cracked, breaking two pages.

Fang Suyi: "..."

Fang Shiyi realized that he had slapped his ass on the horse's leg with a slap in the face, choking all over the place, and made up for it embarrassingly: "...I have a good relationship with the old man in charge of Cangshu Pavilion, he won't blame you The book is broken."

Meng Mingchao: "..."

The two brothers and sisters stared wide-eyed, and before anyone could say a word, a scream came from next door: "Ah!!!"

Fang Shiyi heard that it was Xiao Minghe, and opened the window wonderingly: "Junior Brother, it's getting late, why are you hanging your voice?"

A shadow sprang out from the next room, Xiao Minghe's clothes were disheveled, his body was trembling, Hansu had already come out of his sheath, and his face turned pale: "There is a ghost!"

"Huh?" Fang Shiyi was even more puzzled. After the mysterious man appeared last time intending to attack Meng Mingchao, he activated the guardian formation of Lanyue Residence. How can a ghost be so capable to break Wen Xiuyue through all kinds of difficulties and dangers? Just to scare people?

He didn't dare to meet Meng Mingchao's flickering eyes, so he let Meng Mingchao go to sleep first, and went out with his sword.Qi Chu was also alarmed, exchanged a glance with Fang Shiyi, and cautiously opened the door to enter.

Xiao Minghe's room is luxuriously furnished, the roof is inlaid with Southern Pearl, which emits soft light, and the floor is covered with the fur of an unknown spirit beast, which is soft to walk on.The bead curtain separated the view, and the backflow incense swayed in the small incense burner, filling the room with fragrance.

Let alone ghosts, there are no ghosts.

Fang Shiyi looked back at Xiao Minghe who was following up with a funny face: "Junior brother, are you sleepy?"

There was still cold sweat on Xiao Minghe's forehead—he had just finished entering samadhi, when he opened his eyes, he saw a ghost with a green face and fangs facing him, and he smiled at him.

He was so frightened that his heart was still beating wildly.

Qi Chu was more gentle and honest, without making sarcastic remarks, he took out a few talismans and pasted them on the walls of the house, saying: "This talisman avoids ghosts, brother, don't worry about it."

Xiao Minghe breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingming crouched on top of Fang Shiyi's head, and chirped twice leisurely.

Avoiding ghosts... But not avoiding illusions, right?

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