At night, everything is silent on the top of the mountain. There are few insects at this height. At this time, even the fairy birds and beasts in the daytime no longer sing. Only the sound of the flowing water hanging on the mountain waterfalls makes it look even more quiet.

Maybe it was because the altitude was too high. Walking alone on the path of green grass and trees, although there was no snow, it was still a little cold.

Although the Kunlun Mountains are large and stretch for thousands of miles, mountains and mountains are two concepts. The top of the mountain is far from each other. The plain surface of the mountain still has a considerable area. Specifically, when it comes to the Yunmeng Immortal Top, it is not much larger than an ordinary mountain.

Anyang spent half an hour, walking slowly to the back mountain behind Yunmeng Xianding, like a leisurely walk.

Facing the starry sky and the crescent moon, I could barely see the road clearly.

A hundred meters in front of the bamboo house is a cliff, and abyss below is a thousand feet deep. The clouds and mists are churning, and if you fall down, you will be crushed to pieces.

On this flat cliff, two figures were sitting on the grass facing the night wind, separated by about ten meters from each other, facing the bright starlight in the sky, facing the bottomless abyss and clouds. A delicate figure was wearing a windbreaker, with a pair of long rabbit ears on her head, and a petite face that was only half a meter tall, white and delicate, but had long black and soft hair scattered on her shoulders and dancing with the night wind.

They do not interfere with each other, nor communicate with each other. They each adopt the essence of the sun and the moon, supplemented by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Facing this dreamy night star, this scroll is so beautiful.

Huang Lan probably couldn't bear to disturb her, so she sat alone on the threshold of the bamboo house and supported her chin. She stared at the backs of the two of them sitting on the edge of the cliff in a daze. Suddenly, a strange beast with wings glided past under the moon. Her eyes couldn't move her eyes and stared at the strange beast without blinking, from left to right until she could no longer see the figure.

Anyang approached with slow steps, looking at the rabbit spirit and Xiaochan who were practicing very seriously, and moved to the door of the bamboo house, with fatigue and faint smile on his face and bloodshot eyes.

Huang Lan looked up and glanced at him, moved a little to the side without saying a word, sat down from the middle of the threshold, and moved away from the passing position.

Anyang smiled, but did not go into the bamboo house, but sat down on the other side of the threshold, leaning his head against the edge of the door, and staring at the front with his eyes slightly squinted.

Although the slim back of the rabbit spirit and Xiaochan's delicate figure are far apart, they seem to be integrated. With the outline of each grass and tree under the starlight, unknown mountain trees are lush with branches and leaves, as well as cliffs and abyss, light spots and crescent moons all over the sky, forming an eye-catching picture.

If you get tired of watching it, you can still count the stars, but you can't count them anyway.

Maybe he can count the numbers, but he doesn't want to count them. If he really counts them, it will destroy his childish meaning. After all, who has never counted the stars when he was a child?

Suddenly another strange beast passed by the moon, without making any sound. Its wings as wide as a bat, and the light of the moon was on its back, you could see the outline of the black shadow. This picture was a bit like the Van Helsing vampire Earl Dracula was flying under the moon, only a gloomy and dark castle.

Anyang turned his head and happened to see Huang Lan's unblinking eyes moving with the figure of the strange beast.

The look in his eyes was very strange.

Anyang couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to fly?"

Huang Lan was stunned when she heard this, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. With her heroic face, she felt an indescribable charm and said, "Who doesn't want to fly? Don't you have an idiom called "Ru Tianyi"? But you don't have to envy these strange beasts. When I become more advanced in my cultivation, I will sooner or later be able to develop my own flying method."

"Then why did you look so eager just now..." Anyang paused and suddenly thought of a possibility, "You shouldn't want to kill that strange beast to eat?"

"yes."

Huang Lan admitted it very simply.

"But how do you know if that thing is delicious?"

"So I want to taste it. Unfortunately, it was raised by Kunlun Mountain and it can fly. I can't even catch it."

Huang Lan took it for granted.

Anyang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

It is said that animals have their own recipes, which comes from their mother's inheritance, so many beasts will not easily hunt creatures outside their recipes, because they are not sure whether they can eat them or how powerful they are. But does this instinctive habit disappear after practicing into a monster? How can this tiger see any animal that wants to taste?

But when I think about it, I feel relieved. Although Kunlun Mountain cannot help but eat meat, its eating habits are still light, and it is impossible to have big fish and meat all day long. Even meat dishes are small stir-fried soups from ordinary people. Poor this tigress with a large appetite, I am afraid that I have been suffocated these days.

But she was embarrassed to say that she had to stare at the flying beast when she was bored.

It is probably even more uncomfortable to be the rabbit spirit. After all, her cultivation is still very shallow, and she is far behind Xiaochan. Xiaochan can still frown and eat some vegetarian food, but she has not yet gotten rid of the rabbit's dietary rules. These days, there are no dandelions and alfalcakes on Kunlun Mountain, and there are not even carrots. I wonder how she endured it.

However, he went out early and returned late every day, spending most of his time in the Sutra Pavilion, and he didn't know about these things.

Anyang thought for a moment, turned his head and said, "When we leave Kunlun, we will kill these fairy birds and beasts to taste the taste!"

"OK."

At this time, he and Huang Lan were thirty centimeters apart.

Xiao Chan, who was practicing in front of her, trembled slightly, and her ears moved, but she still didn't open her eyes.

Anyang got up, but did not enter the house, but patted his clothes and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

The rabbit spirit and Xiaochan who were practicing were awakened one after another. They opened their eyes and looked up at him in confusion.

"I'll go down the mountain."

Anyang greeted them with a smile, signaling them to continue to be their own, and walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped, leaving only free fall movements.

The ears were filled with cold whistling sounds, which made the skin hurt, and silver-white armor that appeared out of thin air was covering his whole body. When his whole body turned into human-shaped armor, his body fell to an end. The light flashed in the soles of the armor's feet and palms. The powerful propeller flew forward with him, shuttled parallel to the sea of ​​clouds at night, and disappeared into the distance like a meteor in the blink of an eye.

This blatant flight down Kunlun Mountain, and during this period, it was impossible to hide from the Taoist practitioners of Kunlun Mountain. However, Anyang is already fearless. Since it has been exposed, there is no need to be afraid of anything. Whether it is misunderstanding or suspicion, it seems that the speed of armored supersonic flight can already block many people's doubts.

The next day, Huang Lan and the other two unexpectedly discovered that there was a whole roasted suckling pig and a plate of safflower clover on the dining table, and they were amazed.

Three more days were gone, but it almost caused a shadow on someone.

Anyang came out of the Sutra Pavilion with relief. It was still early today. I could see the magnificent sea of ​​clouds and the sunset that was sinking into the clouds, reflecting the entire sky and the white clouds under my feet.

"Seventeen, statistical results."

"According to the beginning of the scanning program, a total of 10,396 folders have been established, and 968,410 images have been stored. After compression, there are about 706,939,30,000 bytes, about 71GB. It will take at least one month to completely convert it into text and build a database archive."

Anyang took a deep breath and nodded. He knew that a folder was all the images of an ancient book. In other words, he had scanned more than 10,000 ancient books in the past seven days, and he couldn't help but be shocked by his madness these days.

However, after seeing so many Taoist classics, he suddenly felt that his hard work was worth it.

"First convert the cover image and name the folder, and then select from it that is related to the magic and magical powers of human monks. The conversion is given priority. After that, you will gradually convert other books. As for some materials, just store them directly in the database and wait for call."

“As you wish.”

Looking at a new progress bar that quickly disappeared from his sight, Anyang rubbed his sore and swelling eyes, patted his head, and walked back to the bamboo house.

The three of them were having a meal and enjoying the open-air dinner above the sea of ​​clouds, which was so comfortable.

When the rabbit spirit saw him coming, he quickly grabbed a piece of grass and wanted to hand it to him. He reached out until halfway and remembered that he didn't eat grass. He was stunned for a moment and replaced it with a piece of meat.

Anyang took it and took a deep breath helplessly: "You should practice hard, try to fully activate your intelligence as soon as possible, and learn to speak. Look at other monsters, they can transform into shape and speak, but you are better. If you transform into a human form, you still have an ear, and your eyes cannot change back. The most important thing is that you can't even say words..."

The rabbit spirit listened to his accusations and looked very aggrieved, and weakly took his hand back.

This cannot be blamed on her!

Who doesn’t want to talk? She still wants to talk, but she just doesn’t know how to talk!

You have already worked very hard, okay?

Anyang sat down and rested, and said lightly: "Wait until I go and talk to the head of Kunlun, and leave here early tomorrow morning. After all, we are guests, so it is not easy to stay here for a long time."

This statement immediately attracted everyone's approval. Although it is full of spiritual energy and easier to collect the essence of the sun and moon, it is indeed an excellent place for cultivation, but it is a human immortal mountain after all, and the living habits and monsters are too different, so they are very uncomfortable with it.

Anyang's expression suddenly moved, and an ancient book called "Five Elements Spell" had been converted and stored in the database.

He took a rough look and found that this was a relatively practical collection of magic, but he probably couldn't use a large part of it, and his cultivation level was not enough.

At this time, he sighed that he lacked a printing machine with wireless transmission, otherwise these precious ancient books could be turned into batch-printed Taoist teaching materials in minutes.

After thinking about it, he could only say: "I have read a lot of ancient secret books and secrets of Kunlun Mountain these days, and there are many people about practicing Taoism. In a few days, I will copy a simple copy for you and learn it slowly."

Huang Lan's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"

Anyang nodded: "Of course, it's not worth it anyway."

Xiaochan also secretly raised her head and looked at him, trying to prevent herself from showing any abnormality, but the surprise in her heart was greater than that of anyone else.

After all, after experiencing so many crises of suffering, this little girl is almost anxious for spells and power.

The rabbit spirit ate quietly without saying a word, for fear of being scolded again—

She can't even speak, let alone recognize words.
Chapter completed!