Waste wood knows everything

After Siran broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly (fog), he received the eager attention of Quanchen Yougu.

Several people in the valley, whose prototype is a moth, approached him mysteriously, saying that they wanted to share their cocooning experience with him.

A big brother with scales and wings on his head and body vomited bitterly: "Our family is no different from that moth. When we were young, we were insects and had to form a cocoon before we could fly. The cocoon really took a lot of effort. I am a mixed race and I can’t spin silk, so I had to go to the wool next door for weaving clothes. Who knew it was wool, which made my beard and beard look like a sheep’s horn... "

Siran: "..."

I'm sympathetic but I'm really not from your moth family!

After the crowd of melon-eating moths dispersed, Yin Hua finally arrived late.

I haven't seen her for three days, she seems to be a bit haggard, and there is a lingering tiredness in the depths of her eyes, and this tiredness has become particularly obvious after she and Shi Qi are in the same frame.

The young Xiaoha didn't know if it was the baby bird effect, and he was very sticky when he picked up his hidden paintings.The grown-up Shi Qi is obviously much colder, and even seems to be avoiding it. As soon as Yin Hua arrived at the mushroom hut, Shi Qi hurried away with lowered eyes.

Yin Hua frowned slightly, silently watching his back.

"How is your body?" Yin Hua turned her head and smiled, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Siran nodded: "Very good, by the way, how about the crack?"

Yin Hua said: "It's still the same, luckily nothing new came out, now I'm trying to find a way to see if I can seal this crack... I wanted to contact Beiminghai to see how they deal with the crack in the sea Yes, but there has been no response, and I don’t know what happened.”

After all, she pressed the center of her eyebrows wearily, and pretended to be relaxed: "But looking at the cracks in the sky above the Beiming Sea that look like fishing nets, maybe they can't do anything about it."

After thinking for a while, the rift was caused by him in the final analysis, and said: "How about letting me try?"

After the foundation was established, the amount of spiritual power in the body has almost doubled from the past. Originally, it would take a few days to save the amount to exchange for a seal method, but now it can be easily solved.

Great, is this what it feels like not to be short of money?

Hearing this, Yin Hua was slightly taken aback.

If it wasn't for what happened three days ago, she would never have believed that this little monk could try out any flowers.

But just three days ago, after Siran said "Let me try it", he simply sucked the power of chaos out of his eyes. ... Oh no, the little monk who established the foundation has a particularly mysterious image in the hearts of everyone.

She bowed slightly and said softly, "Thank you very much."

The process of sealing the crack is not difficult.

In other words, the technique used for sealing is not a difficult thing at all, but it has a long history, and a lot of knowledge from the ancient times has disappeared in the long river of history with the passage of time.

According to the characteristics of the rift, what the treasure book was exchanged for Siran was a highly targeted ancient spell called the Qijue Sealing Immortal Technique. It sounds very high-end and elegant, and it always feels a bit overkill to seal a rift.

Beside a black chasm in the forest.

Siran felt like he was playing a game and reading a guide. Half of his field of vision was the crack in front of him, and the other half was the method of performing the Qijuefeng Immortal Art given by the treasure book. The treasure book below also thoughtfully marked the precautions in small characters.

He stood still for a moment, staring at the crack expectantly for a long time, hoping that it would spit out a good notebook before it disappeared, a tablet phone would be fine, or a handheld game console would be fine.

However, the crack did not make any movement after all.

After all, this expectation was wrongly paid.

Siran let out a long sigh in his heart, and slowly stretched out his right hand, the spiritual power of his fingertips circulated, and he began to perform the spell.

Behind him, Yin Hua was leaning against a big tree, her eyes were downcast, she seemed to be a little absent-minded, her brows were furrowed unconsciously, and the emotions in her eyes were changing.

Only when she felt a very familiar breath coming, she broke free from her contemplation and looked up.

In front of the crack not far away, strange characters lit up all over Siran's body. They turned into pieces of snow-white spells, which rotated and overlapped to outline a particularly psychedelic picture scroll, intertwined layer by layer , wrapping the crack.

Under the effect of this strange spell, the force of the distorted space around the rift was pressed into it little by little, and the pure black rift gradually faded. After several repeated struggles, it finally gave up resisting and was captured by this The spell is completely devoured.

Yinhua's pupils shrank violently.

Her eyes widened, her drooping fingers clenched unconsciously, and her eyes were full of unbelievable astonishment.

how is this possible! ?

The Qijue Immortal Conferring Art...wasn't it lost in the great battle back then?

You can't go wrong, this technique... such a familiar feeling, you can't go wrong...

Obviously, all the people who knew this technique have long since died, and all the jade slips carrying this technique have been destroyed. Thousands of years have passed, and those past should have been buried under the bones and blood of countless people, and never see the light of day. Why? ——

The mood fluctuated too much, the gorgeous scaled wings behind him suddenly spread out, the spiritual power of Yin Hua's body soared, her black hair danced wildly in the air, and there were traces of bright red in her pure black eyes.

The trees creaked and their branches fluttered.

Siran, who had solved the crack, was admiring his achievement with his hips on his hips. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and looked, and was shocked.

How is this going?The cracks are gone, why is this person still crazy?

"You..." Yin Hua's voice was hoarse, "Who are you?"

She looks very different from her previous casualness, her eyes are full of coldness, her breath is erratic, she seems to be trying hard to control the coercion of her spiritual power, but the little leaked out still brings great oppression feel.

Who am I?

The successor of society and socialism?

Siran was at a loss.

Looking at Yinhua, he doesn't look like he has gone crazy under the influence of chaos. Could it be that he has done something to stimulate her?

Before Si Ran figured out the key point, Yinhua seemed to be talking to himself: "The Qijue Immortal Conferring Technique was lost thousands of years ago, and no one remembers it anymore... No one—"

She seemed to be trapped in a heavy memory and couldn't break free, her eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes crazy, but fortunately she finally stabilized her mind slowly, her voice sounded particularly difficult.

"Who are you? I created the Qijue Immortal Sealing Technique thousands of years ago. During the battle of Ruoshui, all those who knew it died, and I have completely erased this technique from my memory. It is impossible for anyone in the world to know about it!"

Siran: "...!"

Oh wow, pills.

Si Ran took a breath, and poked the treasure book frantically in the sea of ​​consciousness: "The car overturned, the car overturned! What kind of magic trick did you find for me! The person concerned came to the door!"

The pages of the treasure book flicked: [You can't blame me, I didn't follow your request to find the most suitable way to seal the space rift. Who knows that this technique has a long history behind it? 】

Si Ran frantically: "So how to explain this!? This technique was created by others... His Yinhua is quite powerful, wait, thousands of years ago? Didn't there be Dust Valley before thousands of years ago? Yinhua in the end Who is it?"

Book: [I look at me ... AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhVenerable Lianhua, have you heard of it! 】

Siran: "Is it her ancestor?"

Baoshu: [It's her! 】

Siran: "..."

With a sudden shake, his face suddenly turned ashen.

Bao Shu trembled: [Steady, steady!No, don't panic! 】

Siran felt that he was very stable in keeping his expression unchanged: "Steady, why not, why don't you think about how to explain to others that we use her spells... But what's going on, look at Yinhua's expression , it doesn’t feel right.”

Yin Hua's face was expressionless, she seemed calm, but her mind was still churned by the memories of the past, her eyes seemed to be soaked in ice water: "Could it be that you are a remnant from the ancient times? The battle back then... there is still a fish that slipped through the net? "

Baoshu shook the pages, and quickly pasted a large section of introduction in front of him.

Siran used up the fastest reading speed in his life, and at the same time tried to maintain a superficial calmness. He couldn't move his head with the words, otherwise it would look extraordinarily weird to outsiders.

While he was reading, Yin Hua looked at him from a distance, and the atmosphere fell into a freeze for a while.

Yun Mo on the side had already pressed the hilt of his sword and entered the posture of preparing for battle, in case Yin Hua suddenly attacked.

A moment later, after reading the ins and outs of all this, Siran slightly closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Yin Hua frowned and looked back.

At this time, she had actually calmed down a little bit, and realized her gaffe.

In any case, this crisis was completely resolved by Siran's actions. She was too ungrateful to act like this.

Yin Hua closed her eyes, suppressed her turbulent emotions, lowered her head slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm very sorry, I..."

"It's nothing," Siran said slowly, "Honor Lianhua, I've heard of you for a long time."

Yin Hua suddenly raised her head, startled in her heart: "You—"

"There is nothing wrong with the technique, but the one who used it is wrong. I have no intention of revealing the past, but this technique is most suitable for sealing this crack, so I use it without authorization, and I hope you understand."

The handsome young man in front of her spoke calmly, but every word and every sentence set off a huge wave in her heart.

Yin Hua clenched her hands tightly, and finally asked this sentence again: "Who are you?"

Siran felt that if he didn't answer these words, he might not be able to make it through.

His tone was heavy and cautious: "A script writer who has reformed himself."

Hidden Painting: "..."

Yun Mo: "..."

There was a suffocating silence in the air.

"Cough, don't worry, I have nothing to do with the demon clan who participated in Ruoshui's battle." Si Ran coughed twice, looked at Yin Hua's dazed eyes, and sighed inwardly, "Seven Absolute Immortal Sealing Techniques... It has indeed completely disappeared from this world, and I will no longer use it in the future, you can rest assured."

Yin Hua looked at him silently.

After a long while, she calmly restrained the breath in her whole body, and said softly: "No...it's nothing, I just got it."

"After all, it's just a technique. All the things that happened back then have nothing to do with this technique. Without it, what should happen will happen in the end."

She bowed slightly: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Si, for resolving this matter for Dust Valley. Although Dust Valley is not richer than Wanling City, it has also grown a lot of geniuses and treasures. If you need anything, please feel free to ask."

Si Ran looked at the reddish corners of Yin Hua's eyes, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Yinhua is a genius of the Yinfeng family.

Yinfeng is a very special high-level spirit beast. Although its combat power is not as good as other spirit beasts, it can be transformed into a human form when it is born. It is good at handling all kinds of geniuses and treasures, and it often studies spells. It can be called a wise man among spirit beasts .

More than 1000 years ago, the last large-scale battle between the human race and the demon race broke out.

At that time, the monster clan had already declined, the human race had the upper hand, and the spirit beast clan should have watched the battle, not standing in line, not participating, and being wise and safe.

But at that time... Yinhua had a partner who was a hybrid of the monster race Yefeng wolf and the human race.

How this person and Yin Hua met, Siran didn't know, and the treasure book only briefly mentioned it with the word love at first sight.

Later, a large-scale battle broke out, and Yinhua intended to take his partner to avoid the storm, but encountered the common hostility of both humans and monsters.

The human race wanted to drive him to extinction, but the monster race didn't want him to be alone, and it was the members of the hidden bee clan who gave him the fatal blow in the end.

It is the Seven Absolute Sealing Immortal Art that Yin Hua created by himself and taught to those who trust him.

As soon as this technique came out, all spells in the space were banned, and Yinhua was tied aside, watching helplessly as her lover was divided and died by the demon clan, but the most trusted clansman told her that it was all for your own good.

The mixed blood of human and demon cannot be left behind. This kind of filthy existence should have been completely wiped out.

……

Si Ran read the text in front of him again, and suddenly caught a familiar word: "Yefeng wolf?"

He always felt that he had heard these three words somewhere. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized: "I remember Xiaoha... Shiqi said before that he belongs to the Yefeng wolf clan, right?"

Baoshu: [Yes. 】

Siran touched his chin: "No wonder Yinhua's attitude towards him is a bit strange, perhaps Shi Qi and Yinhua's partner are still somewhat blood related."

Baoshu: [No, in fact, Shiqi is the partner of Yinhua thousands of years ago. 】

Shiqi is the partner of Yinhua thousands of years ago.

Hidden friends.

Mate.

……

Siran could hardly maintain his facial expression: "What!?"

Treasure book: [Among the Yefeng wolf clan, there is a bloodline that contains a peculiar power of blood, and a few of them can stimulate it. At a critical moment, they can preserve their soul and memory by burning the power of blood, so that they will not enter reincarnation and return to life after a thousand years. Back to the world. 】

Treasure book: [It's just that Shi Qi is only a mixed blood, so something went wrong, his breath was disordered, his body shrank, and his memory was confused. Fortunately, the power of chaos before helped him stabilize his soul, and only then did he recover his past memories. 】

Siran was stunned by this heavy news: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Baoshu was confident: [You didn't ask earlier! 】

Siran: "..."

Siran gritted his back molars: "That's not right, Shiqi has returned to his adult appearance, and his name has been mentioned, why didn't Yinhua recognize him?"

Treasure book: [Because the blood of Yefeng wolf has been burned a lot, Shiqi's appearance has changed a lot compared to before, and the name Shiqi is not special among Yefeng wolves. They searched through the genealogy and found that there were too many people called Shiqi. 】

Siran was strange: "Huh? Is his surname Shi? I thought his surname was Ha Lai."

Treasure Book: […]

Siran still didn't understand: "Na Shiqi finally recovered his memory, why didn't he meet Yin Hua?"

Baoshu: [Well... I haven't seen it for many years and I don't know how to explain it. I think of the stupid things I did when I was Xiaoha, such as forcing other wolves to wear cards - not to mention that Shi Qi was trying to protect the wolf. Hiding the painting and taking the initiative to step into the Qijue Fengxianshu, I am afraid that I dare not recognize it. 】

Siran: "..."

Baoshu grinned: [Actually, he is peeking from the side right now, hehehe. 】

Siran was indescribably speechless.

"Fellow Daoist Si? Fellow Daoist Si? Xiao Ran!"

There was a shout in my ear, and I suddenly came back to my senses.

Yin Hua's face was full of helplessness: "It seems that you still have to call Xiaoran to move you, what are you? You say no, but your body is very honest?"

Siran: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!

Siran corrected the expression on his face, glanced at the big tree where Shiqi was hiding, rolled his eyes, and said to Yinhua, "Do you know what's special about the Yefeng wolf bloodline?"

Yin Hua finally regained his previous laziness, was grabbing the bark behind him, but was startled when he heard this.

"Among the Yefeng wolves, there are a few people who can arouse the power of their bloodlines. At critical moments, they can burn their bloodlines to preserve their memories and souls and prevent them from entering reincarnation," Siran said softly, "It's just that if they are mixed blood, the power of their bloodlines is not enough. , when returning to the human world, there will be a disorder of the body and memory..."

Yin Hua's pupils shrank, and she froze in place, leaving only Siran's voice echoing in her ears.

Siran smiled and said: "You have always felt something, but you can't believe it, right?"

Yin Hua opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make any sound.

"Sometimes, people with the same name may be the same person," Siran said in an ethereal voice, "Although the appearance has changed, the memory remains, and the soul is the same... This must be the same person."

……

After the space rift incident was resolved, Siran took a large number of spiritual plants from Dust Valley and set foot on the way home together with Yun Mo.

After they left, Yin Hua was still in a daze. She walked slowly to the place where she raised the wolves, rubbed the little white wolf's head absently, but fixed her eyes on a big tree not far away.

After a while, a figure walked out from behind the tree trunk extremely slowly.

The sharp-edged face, the blue eyes like the sky, the strange familiarity in the facial features, and the silent expression that almost overlapped with the person in the past.

Yin Hua tightened her hands, and the little white wolf howled suddenly after being rubbed. She patted the little white wolf's buttocks, letting him play happily.

She asked, "Is that you?"

Shi Qi was silent for a moment, his voice was a little hoarse: "It's me."

Even though he had confirmed the identity of the person in front of him in his heart, Yin Hua closed his eyes uncontrollably after getting the personal acknowledgment, his eye sockets turned red instantly, and he fell back dizzily.

Shi Qi panicked and hugged Yin Hua in his arms.

Yin Hua staggered a few steps and stood up straight, staring at the person in front of him: "Is it really you?"

Shi Qi pursed his lips, as if trying to muster up his courage: "It's me... Huaer."

Yinhua smiled.

She seldom showed such a smile, cheerful, free and easy, with a trace of her youthful breath that had long since disappeared, for a moment, she seemed to have just left the hidden bee clan and met Shi Qi for the first time.

Shi Qi stared blankly, revealing a silly smile that was extremely inconsistent with his temperament.

He thought that Yin Hua had forgiven him, and just wanted to go up to give him a long-lost hug——

boom!

There was a tooth-piercing beating sound.

For a while, Shi Qi only felt that he was swung 180 degrees by someone, and hit the ground face down hard. He was so dizzy that he almost didn't know where he was.

Yin Hua's gnashing of teeth sounded next to his ear: "1000 years."

Shi Qi felt that the bridge of his nose must have been broken.

"I finally beat you bastard," Yin Hua paused every word, "You are amazing, you can die if you want to, and you can work hard if you think you can be resurrected?"

Shi Qi struggled to pull himself out of the ground, before he could speak, his body lightened, and crashed on the big tree where he was hiding before, like a lonely dog ​​bar, slowly sliding down.

Shi Qi: "..."

Shi Qi stubbornly raised his head, and said aggrievedly, "Hua'er..."

Yinhua didn't pay attention to him.

She took a long breath, clapped her hands, whistled, and said, "Little egg! Let's go!"

The chubby little white wolf walked in a high-pitched stride, purposely circled in front of Shi Qi, twisted his butt triumphantly, and walked away behind Yin Hua.

The wind blew and rolled up a few leaves, and Shi Qi, who was left under the tree, felt the desolation of the autumn wind.

After sitting on the flying spirit weapon and looking at the rapidly disappearing scenery outside the window, Siran finally came to his senses from the pile of unreasonable things like balls of wool in the Dust Valley, and belatedly realized So a bit of foundation building joy.

When they returned to Jianzong, the joy of establishing the foundation became particularly obvious.

The first one I met was Xie Rongqing in the Hall of All Things. He seemed to have just completed the task, and after greeting Yun Mo, he looked at Siran in amazement: "Have you established the foundation?"

Siran said modestly: "It just happens to happen, it's just good luck."

If it weren't for the power of chaos, he didn't know when he would be able to build the foundation.

Xie Rongqing smiled and said: "For us cultivators, luck is also a part of strength. You can build a foundation so quickly, this luck is definitely first-rate!"

The two chatted a few more words, and after Xie Rongqing left, Si Ran ran into Qi Feng who was out walking the fox again.

When Qi Feng saw him for the first time, he was surprised and said: "You have built the foundation!"

Not a single word is bad.

Siran was quite happy at this time, and chatted with Qi Feng with a smile, and Qi Feng also talked about a lot of precautions after foundation establishment.

After bidding farewell to Qi Feng, he suddenly turned a corner and ran into Qi Yan who hadn't left Jianzong yet.

Qi Yan said in surprise: "You have built a foundation."

Siran: "..."

At this time, Siran's heart is already a little complicated.

Qi Yan didn't say much to him, but just expressed his thanks again and again for the correct pill formula that Siran helped to complete before, and then the two parted ways, Qi Yan went back to continue researching the pill, and Siran sat on the little pill. Shiratori, back to Linguan Peak.

As soon as he landed, he saw Liu Sirui coming out of Linguan Peak Forest.

When Liu Sirui saw him, his face was full of surprise, he jumped up and down and said, "You—"

"Yes, I have built the foundation."

Before he finished speaking, Siran took the second half of the sentence expressionlessly.

Liu Sirui blinked and blinked: "How did you know I was going to say this?"

Siran: "..."

Can you still not know this?

Liu Sirui came here to continue his red-winged golden-tailed bird breeding plan. Siran didn't know how his plan was going. After asking, Liu Sirui just said mysteriously that everything was going well, and he would soon be able to enjoy the feast again. It's time.

Siran expressed his high expectations for this.

After bidding farewell to Liu Sirui, Siran turned his steps towards the cave, thought about it, and went to see Lanfeng.

He wants to prove to Gu Ling with practical actions that establishing a foundation is not a farewell!

Arriving at Jianlan Peak, Siran saw Gu Ling's cabin at a glance, ran over excitedly, and met Gu Ling who was just about to go out.

Gu Ling looked at him, slowly frowned, his eyes followed a searchlight from head to toe.

He said, "You—"

Siran thought, yes!it's me!it is me!

I have built the foundation!

Although this sentence has been heard three or four times, it doesn't matter, he can listen to it again!

"Heh," Gu Ling snorted from his nasal cavity, held the door frame, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You can still build a foundation."

Siran: "..."

The author has something to say: Siran (confused): This is different from what was said.