I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

From the sudden rain the next afternoon, Xia Hong felt that something was wrong.

Several schools uniformly chose to carry out military training activities during these ten days because they were optimistic about the weather forecast in advance.It is clearly said that these ten days are all sunny days. It is reasonable to have a sudden cloud and rain in the afternoon, but the continuous light rain all afternoon does not conform to the common sense of geography.

Coupled with the fact that the next few days have been covered with clouds all day, Xia Hong can basically confirm that it must be his little fellow daoist who is doing something.

——But how did it succeed?

"I know that the celestial masters of the fourth grade can control the rainfall in a small area,"

Xia Hong walked around him twice and looked carefully, "But I've never heard of a real fourth-rank celestial master who can be cloudy and rain for three to five days by himself."

Qi Shu himself also felt that it was a fluke: "It's the first time I try it too... I didn't expect it to go so smoothly these few days."

To be able to get to this point by luck can already be regarded as a blessing from heaven.

Xia Hong rarely sees such an opportunity, and has always wanted to visit it with his own eyes.However, it was not a coincidence that for a few days in a row, the grade teacher had to hold a meeting with the class teacher to sum up after the students' evening training.By the time they finished their meeting, the lights in the student dormitory had been turned off.

The whole day's training was very hard, and Xia Hong was embarrassed to call Qi Shu out to take him to draw the talisman array. Even dragging and waiting, the ten-day military training was over half, so it was hard to take advantage of the fact that the grade director had something to do today. , and made an appointment with Qi Shu to strengthen the talisman array with him after training at night.

He Heng felt that it was not appropriate for him to go with him today.

"Threesome, two heavenly masters,"

He Heng is quite self-aware recently, pointing to himself, "I think I will be superfluous by then."

Qi Shu: "..."

How strange this sounds.

As expected, He Heng stayed in the dormitory and didn't go out at night. Several other people were surprised to see him: "Brother Heng, why didn't you go to the grove with Qi Shu tonight?"

He Heng: "?"

He Heng: "What grove?"

"Well, don't you two go for a walk in the woods every night?"

Yang Hao scratched his head, "Why did Brother Qi go alone today?"

He Heng wanted to explain that they didn't have the time to go for a walk in the grove after a whole day of training, but it seemed that they couldn't explain it with reinforcements or anything like that.

Another hat that can only be taken hard.

**

Due to the wide coverage of monitoring devices in the military training base, Qi Shu didn't use any of the soul-calling charms that Qi Shu originally prepared for this military training. Rune array.

"I don't have much cinnabar and smoke ink, so I can only use them sparingly these days."

It was rare for Qi Shu to be so at a loss, so he was quite embarrassed to tell Xia Hong, "Actually, the smoke and ink have been used up since the day before yesterday, so I took apart the string of five emperors' money and buried it here first. As the eye of the formation, use spiritual energy to replace the stellar energy needed for the operation of the formation. Wait until the last day to dig it out."

Xia Hong: "?"

Xia Hong obviously had never seen such a formation method of burying his magic weapon as the eye of the formation, so he tried to find a reason for him: "Is this... the secret book of your master?"

"No, what kind of secret is this,"

Qi Shu was confused by his question, "There is not enough smoke and ink, and the spiritual energy cannot be gathered together. The magic weapon contains spiritual energy, so I use it to top it first-I wanted to try it at first, but I didn't expect it to be possible."

Xia Hong was dumbfounded.

In principle, this method is of course feasible. After all, the spiritual energy of the magical weapon that I have brought with me all the year round is naturally the most sufficient. It can be used as the eye of the formation, so that the spiritual energy can be continuously generated when the entire formation is running, and it will not leak out. Venting, of course, is perfect.

But who the hell would bury your magic weapon that you have treasured for many years in the soil.

Xia Hong's own magic weapon is a mahogany sword made for him by his master.

Although due to the profession of "teacher", he couldn't carry his magic weapon with him, but he had to oil and care for the mahogany sword every night, and he was more diligent in cleaning it than cleaning himself.Not to mention buried in the soil, it is simply not willing to touch a little dust.

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu felt that if he continued to speak, the few copper coins left in his hand would be collectively protested because of the unfair treatment.

"My fault, it's my fault. I promise to take it out on the last day and give it a good wash."

Qi Shu sincerely admitted his mistake, "But I don't have enough ink now, so I can only wrong it for two more days."

The little Taoist priest in Maoshan really couldn't stand his behavior of not cherishing the magic weapon, so he immediately said that he still had a few packets of cinnabar and smoke ink in his suitcase, and asked him to dig out the misfortune copper coin first, while hurriedly rushed into the classroom dormitory.

He Heng happened to see the figure of the head teacher who was eager to take off from the window when he passed by.

He was very curious, and while waiting in line to receive water, he sent Qi Shu a WeChat message.

H: How did I see our homeroom teacher fly over.

H: What's the matter, you two encountered a bottleneck in academic communication, and he went back to look for notes?

Qi Shu was probably also bored playing with his mobile phone, and replied to WeChat quite quickly.Just as He Heng turned off the screen of his phone, a WeChat message popped up:

The little roommate who can't pinch his face: about the same.

The little roommate who can't pinch his face: Teacher Xia thinks I shouldn't bury the copper coins as an eye-catcher, so I went back and found cinnabar and smoke ink for me.

He Hengxin said that being the class teacher was really hard work.

Not only have to manage the affairs of the class, but also have to manage whether the little celestial master in the class has enough props when praying for rain.

H: I also don't think it's appropriate to bury it. What if someone digs it up.

The little roommate who can't pinch his face: ...

The little roommate who can't pinch his face: a good high school student, who would dig the dirt and play in his spare time.

He Heng laughed, and before he could reply, he saw "the other party has withdrawn a message" displayed on the screen.

The little roommate reacted quickly, and as expected, withdrew the last sentence.

He Heng put his phone away, and suddenly wanted to go see his little roommate digging for coins.

**

The student dormitory building has a regulation on the time to turn off the lights. Although it is not mandatory, it is not good to be seen by the instructor on duty.Xia Hong was worried that the delay would make it too late for Qi Shu to go back before the lights were turned off, so he trotted over and handed him the two small boxes in his hand: "I brought the cinnabar, but I didn't bring too much smoke ink, it should only be enough for you Used it today."

Qi Shu took it over: "Thank you, Teacher Xia."

"You're welcome, you're welcome,"

Xia Hong waved his hand, "I'll go out tomorrow during the day, and I'll bring you back some smoke and ink—quickly dig out your magic weapon."

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu felt slapped when he thought of his sentence just now, "Who is a high school student who would be free to dig and play?"

But Qi Shu can only hold his nose and dig the soil to play with the sins of the magic weapon he buried himself.

The copper coins that had just been dug out of the soil were sticky with dirt, and Qi Shu really couldn't put it in his pocket without any hesitation.But after the talisman array lost its eyes, the energy was leaking out rapidly, so Qi Shu could only put the copper coin aside first, and then repair and strengthen the talisman array.

Xia Hong has also learned this kind of talisman array for praying for rain-the seal-granting celestial master of the fourth rank can indeed draw the stellar energy into the array to pray for wind and rain, but he doesn't know whether it is because the stellar energy between the sky and the earth is getting thinner now, or whether the sky The standards for teachers to teach seal script are constantly decreasing, not to mention Xia Hong himself, even his master dare not say that it will rain 100% of the time.

What is the background of this little fellow Taoist?

Xia Hong looked at the talisman array carefully, and found that Qi Shu's drawing was quite satisfactory this time, and he didn't make any changes.

The formation is the same, so it can only be that the person who set up the formation is capable. Xia Hong felt ashamed, and didn't dare to disturb the little fellow Taoist at the critical moment of strengthening the formation, so he focused on the copper coin that was dug out just now superior.

——Why did you put it directly on the ground!

Xia Hong felt sorry for this magic weapon, and wanted to pick it up and wipe it first, but just as he stretched out his hand before touching it, the copper coin spontaneously ejected a soft but unquestionable force, like a protective cover, Bounce his hand away.

Xia Hong was stunned for a moment: "You have already opened your spiritual wisdom with this magic weapon?"

Qi Shu just stopped what he was doing, and nodded uncertainly when he heard the words: "Come on, now and then - this string of five emperors' money was found by my master, and it was already in my hand within a few days It's time to open the signs of wisdom."

Xia Hong put his hand on the copper coin again, carefully felt the force that pushed his hand out, and gradually lost his mind: "How do I feel, this is like a seal made by Taoist Lu Ya..."

Qi Shu: "...?"

Qi Shu felt that his joke was very ordinary: "It's a layer of spontaneous protection that it sends out when its intelligence is about to open. What does it have to do with Taoist Lu Ya?"

But Xia Hong is obviously not joking: "You know that there is a stone tablet left by Taoist Lu Ya in my Maoshan sect, and there is a layer of gold seal made by the Taoist on it. It is enshrined in the sect day and night, and disciples of the sect often go there Sitting on the sidelines, feel the enlightenment of the mantra of the Taoist, and feel the breath of the seal of the real person."

Qi Shu: "..."

Although I can't understand why you need to meditate next to the stone tablet, and you want to feel the feeling of being pushed out by Taoist Lu Ya's seal, but in the end, this is the way of his sect's cultivation. Qi Shu sought common ground while reserving differences, and nodded respectfully.

"I have often gone to meditate since I was a child. I am very familiar with the breath of Taoist Lu Ya's seal, and I will never admit it."

Xia Hong sent out the invitation very confidently, "If you have time for the National Day, you can come to Maoshan for a visit. I will take you to that stone tablet, and you will know it by yourself."

Qi Shu had nothing to do, picked up the copper coin that was still stained with dirt and looked carefully: "Taoist Lu Ya...?"

Master didn't say anything when he gave him copper coins.

Qi Shu thought for a while, and showed Xia Hong the other ones: "Teacher Xia, look, where are these?"

Xia Hong felt it carefully, and felt envious: "That's right, there are marks left by Taoist Lu Ya... Where did you get this chance?"

Qi Shu said with difficulty: "...you may not believe it, but I only know now."

Not only is Tuantuan protected by Taoist Lu Ya's special seal, but he even has it on his magic weapon.

How deep is this old ancestor's relationship with his teacher's school, so that he can make seals and play casually?

...Could it be that he went down to earth and went through calamities, lived in seclusion in the city, and rented a second-hand house from his master?