The top of Kunlun Mountain overlooks the world, but there is no sign of sentient beings. There is only a vast white area in my eyes, and even the hills that can be compared with it cannot be seen. Occasionally, birds and beasts with strange looks flew by, some have four legs, some have two pairs of wings, and some make sounds similar to babies' crying, which can be regarded as adding a little different scenery to this sea of ​​clouds.

The two of them sat on the edge of the cliff, looking down, they could only see the clouds and mists that were unknown in depth, soft like cotton, making people feel urge to lie down.

Anyang remembered that when he was in college, he occasionally asked like-minded people to climb the mountain. The mountain tops with an altitude of thousands of meters were seen like this. No, maybe it is not as lonely as here. Those mountains can at least see other high mountains poking their heads out of the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, just like islands and reefs in the vast sea, but there is nowhere to be seen here. There is only the isolated island of Kunlun Mountain in the entire sea of ​​clouds.

Xiaochan's face was red, and she still kept a few meters away from him. Her calves were hanging in the air. She was afraid of heights at first, but now she is no longer afraid. She held a can of beef and scooped it with a spoon. She thought of the great theory that Taoist said in the morning, and from time to time she remembered the scene of hitting Anyang's back just now. But if you think about it carefully, the meat in the iron box that you never saw was delicious.

As for what this was and how it came about, she was no longer used to it, and she didn't dare to pursue it.

It was the rest interval between the two lecture halls. Some people chose to sit in the lecture hall, and some people came out to get some breath, so there were many people on this piece of cloud-like flat ground like a knife.

Some people found a place to sit down, took out the steamed buns and pancakes they carried with them and ate them. Some people were wandering around in vain. Some people wrote and painted on the ground or in the air, pinched their finger prints and compared, practicing the magic that Kunlun Immortal Master talked about today. Some people shook their heads and didn't know what they were talking about.

Most people were still hungry and smelling canned meat that was unparalleled in this world. Most of them swallowed their saliva, and even had the idea of ​​snatching away the things in Xiaochan's hands, especially some monsters. The hot eyes shocked Xiaochan behind them. However, although this little girl was timid, she was also extremely protective of food. No matter whether anyone came to snatch her food, she only held the canned food tightly, and her five fingers were slightly white.

The scenery in the distance is just right, but the mountain top is a bit cold and the wind is quite strong, but it is also very comfortable to sit and watch the sea of ​​clouds, and the mood is very open for a while.

If it weren't for the Taoist practitioners who were concerned about Kunlun Mountain, Anyang would have summoned his armor at this moment and soared freely over this sea of ​​clouds, and experience the feeling of passing by the layers of white clouds.

His physique is naturally not afraid of the temperature close to zero, not to mention the warm magic power. Xiaochan is a fox. Although he is a red fox, he is not afraid of the cold. The two of them are blowing the wind here. While he didn't see it, Xiaochan quietly used his fingers to curl all the soup in the corner of the can with his fingers, licking it cleanly, and then sat on the top of the mountain with his tin can holding the iron can and became dazed.

It was not until they sat here for more than three hours that the two got up and wanted to leave.

Anyang flipped his hand and took out a recording device, turned on the switch, and handed it to Xiaochan.

"I won't go to that lecture this afternoon. I'll go to another place. Take this, don't press the button above, hide it in your clothes, and take a good place to go to the place this morning. You must be able to hear clearly, and I can hear it with the help of this thing. After the lecture, we will still meet in this place. Do you know?"

Xiaochan was a little panicked and seemed to have not reacted at all, but when he handed over the recording equipment, he subconsciously took it, holding the cold thing and standing still. She realized that Anyang would not be with her this afternoon, and she had to grab a seat alone, faced with so many practitioners and fierce monsters alone, and had a mission to do it.

Anyang's sudden departure made her so clearly realize her dependence on him.

But could she refuse? The answer is no. If she refuses, she may be skinned as a hat? This person seems to have been thinking about her skin for a long time, but in this way, she couldn't even choose not to listen to the lecture in fear, and she had to grab a good position.

Seeing that she had not responded for a long time, Anyang frowned.

"Do you understand?"

Xiaochan then realized, and said ah, not caring about the panic in her heart, and nodded quickly.

"Look, understand!"

Anyang withdrew his gaze, but fortunately he ignored her and went straight to another small path.

Xiaochan stood there alone, looking at his back until he disappeared, and his hands were trembling with nervousness. He couldn't help but reach out to his arms and hold the pistol tightly. The cold touch made her calm down a little, took a deep breath, and walked nervously towards the way he came.

...

A bamboo house with emerald green and bitter taste of bamboo is like fresh bamboo that has just been cut from the back mountain. There is no trace of time yet, but the calligraphy and painting plaque in front of the door tells everyone that this bamboo house has existed for a hundred years, and it is probably older than the oldest among those who listen to the Dharma.

This lecture in Anyang is one of the most popular lessons. Before the Kunlun Mountain practitioner who preached, he walked in with a spear, and took the stone giant casually. He was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he took a seat directly in the front of the empty bamboo house. He sat down calmly, but a few drops of blood were splashed on the coarse cloth clothes, like a few cold plums in the heavy fog and snow in winter.

It happened that Wang Tianyu was also here.

However, he was not as violent and direct as Anyang, and he only occupied a place in the bamboo house and was not far ahead.

This lecture is still two hours long. Compared to listening to the Taoist discussion this morning, this is much more practical, but it is just a few small spells. Although it is useful in Anyang, it is not big. At most it is just a matter of simplification of the magic system and perfection of the structure. What he wants is a great power spell similar to the Qiankun borrowing method, but it is difficult to see in the outer hall lecture.

It still uses a bioassisted chip to record everything the Taoist said, even if it is just a spell mentioned casually, it is learned incredibly complete.

At the end of the lecture hall, he left a little late, mainly waiting for Wang Tianyu who was thinking hard. When he reached the cloud plate, Xiaochan was standing alone, looking around at a loss. When he saw his figure, he breathed a sigh of relief and ran over quickly with small steps.

"this."

Xiaochan stretched out her white hand and held a very small piece of metal in her palm, with red lights constantly flashing on it.

Anyang nodded and took it over: "How is it, is it still clear?"

Xiaochan nodded seriously, and hesitated a little, saying, "I can hear it very clearly, I don't know if it can hear it clearly."

Anyang breathed a sigh of relief, took back the recording equipment, pinched a fingerprint, chanted a spell, summoned a stone giant to the pile of gravel next to him, and headed down the mountain.

...

"Brother Anyang, let's speed up. There was no food in Kunlun Mountain this afternoon. My master didn't tell me this. He listened carefully for so long, which made me so hungry now. We can go down the mountain early and have some hot meals in Kunlun Town. I'll treat you!"

"Why didn't Brother Tianyu say earlier? I brought something to eat."

"You bring something to eat?"

"certainly."

Facing Wang Tianyu's suspicious glance, Anyang nodded seriously and pointed to Xiaochan next to him.

"If you don't believe me, ask Xiaochan."

"Ah?...well!"

Xiaochan was panicked and nodded at a loss, obviously still thinking about the content of the lecture.

In Kunlun Town, the three of them ordered a large table of food, but most of them were vegetarian dishes. Because I was so tired of eating various barbecue stewed meat in Taoist temples these days, I happened to eat some vegetables in Kunlun Town and rewrote them. However, this was so bitter that Xiaochan thought she could serve some tooth sacrifice. Now, thinking about it, it would be better to chew jerky silently.

It was not until the sky was getting late that they returned to the Taoist temple, and the setting sun made their shadows grow old.

The sunset in the distance has not completely dimmed. The Taoist practitioners and monsters in the side halls on both sides have returned, but it is very quiet. Kunlun Mountain, as one of the holy places for practice, has accumulated over thousands of years of accumulation. Everyone has benefited a lot from the teachings of the outer hall. I think they are all immersed in their own worlds.

Just like Xiaochan at this time, she was sitting alone in the corner, holding her chin with her small hands, looking like she was thinking about life.

With the method of practicing monsters given to her by Anyang, she doesn't have to worry about the method of practicing. What she lacks is about the same as Anyang, which is her understanding of Taoism and magic. Today, the former has made up for a large part of it, and the latter is, it's not too late for her to listen to magic again after the seven-day lecture. The magic she was talking about at that time should be more profound, and I don't know if she can understand it.

Wang Tianyu used a wooden strip burned into carbon to draw on the ground, pinching the seals from time to time, muttering to himself.

"I can do this puppet imitation technique, but Kunlun Mountain's spell is much more exquisite than mine, and it is easier to cast. It is worthy of Kunlun Mountain. It seems that I am not unfair. As long as I understand the difference between their spells and our spells, wouldn't every spell be much simpler? By then, the master wouldn't say I am, right?"

At some point, Anyang walked to him and watched him write and draw, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Tianyu came for the magic of Kunlun Mountain?"

Wang Tianyu thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, Kunlun Mountain's spells are the best in the world, especially palm thunder, thunder-induced thunder, etc., which are of great power!"

"Brother Tianyu will be in the magic lecture hall in the next few days?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I'm not hiding it from Brother Tianyu, I have a heartless request."

"Brother Anyang said that as long as he can help, he will never refuse."

"Then I thank Brother Tianyu first, that's it..."

Five minutes later, Wang Tianyu was in deep thought with a small metal. After a long time of reaction, he pressed a button on it from time to time. Once he pressed it, a red light on the metal began to flash. When he pressed it again, it would stop flashing again, which made him very puzzled, what kind of magic weapon this was.

Anyang had already sat down against the wall, took out today's Xiaochan's recording equipment, and started to playback and record the content.

He had a premonition that the next month would be his busiest month. He had to listen to a lecture by himself during the day, and to learn the recordings brought back by Xiaochan and Wang Tianyu at night.
Chapter completed!