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Chapter 126: The moon is clearly the previous incarnation, looking back and smiling, cold and bleak for thousands of years

The shade of the ginkgo trees was as dense as green clouds. Birds hid among them, and watched the scene curiously as the soft breeze from the south blew.

The faint fragrance lingered, and the black hair fluttered in the wind. Lu Zhan felt as if cat grass was tickling the soles of his feet, gently, softly, and making his heart uneasy.

No wonder female teachers rarely accept male disciples, as this is inconvenient. Not only do you have to consider the difference between men and women, it is also more likely to distract people and make it difficult to accomplish anything.

"It's not drawn right. The symbol is a little crooked." Ling Jiaoyue looked at the increasingly crooked trend. She hesitated for a while, but still held Lu Zhan's hand and guided him to draw twice: "Calm down and feel it carefully."

Feeling the warm touch from his palm, Lu Zhan couldn't help but think of that night again. It seemed that Fairy Yue was showing some signs of giving up. If it weren't for what happened that night, she might not have taught him so wholeheartedly. After all, she wasn't his master.

If someone came to visit at this time, they would definitely see this ambiguous posture.

Fortunately, no one came to visit. Only the Skylark King was looking at the scene curiously, but he didn't dare to disturb him. He even cracked melon seeds carefully.

Lu Zhan knew that such opportunities were rare and he must not let beauty distract him from his work. He needed to clear his mind and remember it well.

Then he calmed down and immersed himself in it wholeheartedly. The faint fragrance and the black hair were like smoke in the wind and were no longer something he paid attention to.

Lu Zhan followed Ling Jiaoyue's hand, gaining insights into each stroke. Suddenly, he felt that everything in the world had slowed down, and it seemed that only the drawing of the talisman was left. The talisman seemed to be moving along with the tip of his pen and was imprinted in his mind.

But this is not enough, far from enough.

Lu Zhan was completely immersed in it. On one hand, he felt that everything seemed to slow down, and on the other hand, he felt that time was passing very quickly. It seemed that it took a long time to finish the painting, and yet it seemed that it was over in the blink of an eye.

When the talisman was finished, the talisman paper was faintly filled with true Qi. Although it was a little crooked, it still had some effect under Ling Jiaoyue's efforts.

Lu Zhan was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Ling is indeed the most gifted disciple of the Yunshui Sect. She had clearly shown some signs of going astray just now, but with your intervention, she has been brought back to health."

Ling Jiaoyue felt a little proud in her heart, but said, "We just complement each other, and you have contributed a lot."

"I don't deserve that." Lu Zhan picked up the talisman and handed it to her: "This is the first talisman I drew, and it's also the first time I drew a talisman with Miss Ling. I'll give this talisman to Miss Ling as a souvenir."

Ling Jiaoyue frowned and wanted to refuse, but seeing Lu Zhan's happy expression, she took the talisman and said with a straight face, "Well, do you understand?"

“I have some understanding, but it will take some time.”

"This is normal. It took me half a month to truly understand the mysteries of the Way of Talismans. I would leave in the evening. Please continue practicing. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Ling Jiaoyue stuffed the talisman into the storage ring and sat on the rocking chair next to her, watching Lu Zhan draw the talisman.

After spending these two days together, the two seemed to be much more casual with each other.

The rocking chair swayed gently in the wind, making a "creaking" sound, as if it was accompanying the breeze. Looking at the sparrows eating melon seeds on the tree, Ling Jiaoyue's mood became inexplicably peaceful.

She looked at Lu Zhan's wasteful painting one after another, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up.

How could it be so easy to draw talismans?

Even for a genius who is praised by the public, it may not be easy to learn.

Lu Zhan was indeed making rapid progress in his cultivation, leaving her far behind, but drawing talismans was different from cultivation. Now seeing that he also looked distressed, Ling Jiaoyue felt a little secretly happy in her heart.

But after the secret joy, Ling Jiaoyue calmed down and analyzed the reasons objectively.

First of all, drawing talismans is not easy. Even she needs half a month of practice to get the basics, let alone Night Doctor.

The Night Doctor system is completely different from the Taoist system, and is already limited in the art of drawing talismans, making it even more difficult to learn.

Because of the different training systems, Ling Jiaoyue felt that Lu Zhan would not be able to learn to draw talismans. However, in order to repay Lu Zhan for saving her life, she naturally had to teach him well. As for whether he could learn it or not, it had little to do with her as his master.

...

Time passed quickly and before we knew it it was evening.

During this period, Lu Zhan wasted a lot of time on painting. Ling Jiaoyue was very patient and gave him pointers from time to time. Physical contact was inevitable, but he gradually got used to it and regarded it as just a way to repay Lu Zhan's kindness and learn from him.

Watching the afterglow of dusk blending into the earth, Ling Jiaoyue gave a few final words of advice before returning to her room and changing into her favorite white dress. Her fluttering clothes made her look like a fairy from the Moon Palace, reminding Lu Zhan of the first time he met her, when she was fairy-like and graceful, cold and aloof.

She was ready to leave.

All good things must come to an end, and besides, her coming here was originally a misunderstanding.

Although Lu Zhan never overstepped the boundaries during this period and was polite and courteous in his words and actions, in order to relieve her of any psychological burden, and their relationship gradually became more natural, he still had to leave in the end.

When you recover from your injury, that is the time to return home.

When she was leaving, she thought of the Black Water Sect and reminded him, "When we interrogated No. 4, we learned that the Black Water Pearl was in your possession. That being the case, the Black Water Sect will not miss any opportunity to retrieve the pearl. If there is a suitable opportunity, you can throw the pearl away. There is no need to bring yourself into trouble because of a poisonous pearl."

"How much do you know about this bead?" Lu Zhan took the opportunity to ask. The Yunshui Sect was an immortal sect, and their understanding of these things must be greater than his.

Ling Jiaoyue seemed to be thinking about something. "I heard from my master that this is a bead that the leader of the Black Water Sect obtained in a poisonous swamp in southern Xinjiang in his early years. The bead was born and raised by nature, and was infected by the poisonous gas of the swamp for hundreds of years and turned into a poisonous bead. It is the best bead for practicing evil techniques."

"About ten years ago, an elder of the Black Water Sect rebelled and stole the pearl when he fled from the Black Water Sect. Later, the traitor was killed, but the whereabouts of the pearl was unknown. Unexpectedly, it ended up in Jinling. The people of the Black Water Sect came to Jinling mainly to find the poison pearl."

"Although they have withdrawn from Jinling, they are actually still active around Jinling. If they have the chance, they will definitely not give up on snatching the poison pearl."

It was indeed a poison bead. When Lu Zhan saw this bead for the first time, he knew that using this bead to refine poison would be twice as effective with half the effort. He did not expect that it was actually a naturally born poison.

As for the Black Water Sect's evacuation, Lu Zhan knew it very well. They evacuated, of course, but those who evacuated were only the evil cultivators in the open. No one knew how many were hiding in secret.

For example, Xu Zeli. If he hadn’t hinted and won him over in the secret realm, who would have known that guy was actually from the Black Water Sect?

"Thanks for the reminder. I know what's going on." Lu Zhan thanked him politely.

"In the future, we will help each other in the Black Water Sect's Soul Bowl." Ling Jiaoyue felt that Lu Zhan had great potential to be an undercover agent. The original No. 4 didn't even notice that No. 3 had been replaced. Covering for each other could reduce the chance of being exposed.

Lu Zhan smiled and said, "That's natural."

Ling Jiaoyue smiled faintly, seeming to be in a good mood, and took out a blue book from the storage ring.

"This is a talisman book, which records many talisman drawing methods. If you are lucky enough to get started in the future, you may be able to explore it based on this talisman book. Remember that drawing talismans is like practicing. The right way is to have a clear mind and understand it thoroughly." Ling Jiaoyue put the blue book on the table and bowed to him: "Thank you for your help. See you later."

Lu Zhan looked at her fair face and said, "Wait a minute, I have something for you."

Ling Jiaoyue stood still and saw Lu Zhan pick up the cinnabar pen, take some ink, stand in front of the table and start drawing talismans.

As he moved, golden light seemed to merge into the talisman pen, and a breeze spread from the tip of the pen, blowing the surrounding talisman paper with a rustling sound.

He stood tall and looked composed, with the afterglow of the setting sun shining on his cheeks, as if in a dream. He drew the talisman in one go, without any trace of the awkwardness he had before.

Ling Jiaoyue's jade-like face finally showed some movement. She looked at the young man in black clothes and black hair in front of her. Ginkgo leaves fell on his shoulders, but he seemed unaware of it and just calmly drew the talisman.

The cinnabar ink painting was neatly drawn on the talisman paper, and it turned out to be a genuine talisman to ward off evil spirits.

Ling Jiaoyue's plump lips opened slightly, and an inexplicable emotion began to melt in her heart, and finally turned into surprise.

He...he actually finished it in just one day?

"I don't know when we will meet again. The Yunshui Sect is far away, so I hope you take care." Lu Zhan picked up the talisman with both hands and handed it to her.

Ling Jiaoyue stared at him for a long time before her heart calmed down a little.

This was the young man who was highly praised by the public, the young man who had opened up a new system of night medicine. She had originally suspected that he had gained his reputation in vain, but at this moment, she had completely changed her mind.

But thinking again, she could barely be considered the master of this genius. Thinking this way, she felt even happier.

"The mountains are high and the waters are wide. We will meet again someday. Take care." Ling Jiaoyue took the talisman and left with her sword.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on her body, reflecting her slender and desolate figure. She walked out of the house step by step. When she reached the gate, she looked back. There seemed to be a smile on her brows, but it was very faint and was blown away by the breeze.

It was clear that Mingyue was her predecessor, she turned around and smiled, cold and detached for thousands of years. Lu Zhan looked at her figure and thought of the scene when Chu Wantang left, which was so similar.

A blue light suddenly appeared in the sky. It was Ling Jiaoyue's sword. She flew away on the sword.

When Bai Shang disappeared, the last rays of dusk also dissipated on the horizon.

Night is coming.

……

The candlelight flickered and the wick occasionally emitted sparks.

Ling Jiaoyue's departure had no impact on Lu Zhan, except that the room became empty again.

The Skylark King squatted on the desk, with a piece of rice paper under his body, and kept writing with a pen in his hand. Finally, the crooked word "太" was written. He opened his eyes wide with excitement: "I wrote it!"

Lu Zhan closed the book and glanced at it. Ever since Ling Jiaoyue left, the little bird wanted to learn to read. Although Ling Jiaoyue did not say anything during the day, the sensitive little bird felt the other party's contempt. It was determined to achieve success in learning and become a Confucian and Taoist master after transforming.

The candle wick was burning red, illuminating the words on the rice paper.

Lu Zhan asked: "How do you pronounce this word?"

"Big." Xiao Que'er held his head high with pride, thinking that he was learning very quickly.

Lu Zhan shook his head: "It's not that big, yours is a little too big, pronounced tai."

"Why do we have to pronounce it tai when there is one extra dot? Your human writing is so weird."

"Rewrite it."

After a while, the crooked character "夫" appeared. It was not because it wrote it wrong, but because it did not hold the pen properly, and the ink was smudged when it wrote. It said, "Is this correct now? Although there is an extra ink dot on it, it should not be tai, right?"

"Well, now I'm a husband."

"Why did it become fu again?"

“Because there’s a little more horizontal in the middle.”

“What if there’s more in the middle?

"Then it becomes heaven."

"Your handwriting is so troublesome. I can't learn it. I'm so angry."

"I'm angry too." Lu Zhan threw the book on the table and sighed, "I can't teach you anymore. I'll find a female scholar to teach you after you transform. As for now, you'd better not think about these things. Practice breathing exercises every day, which may be easier than learning to read."

The Skylark King was a little depressed. A bird actually showed a human's sad expression. But when he saw Lu Zhan standing up, he hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Dissect the cat demon." Lu Zhan threw down a spiritual fruit: "Eat it."

Yun Que said with some regret: "I still want to ride the cat for fun."

"What's so curious about a dead cat? I dare not ride a living cat." He is both naive and playful.

Lu Zhan came to the opposite wing. There was no bed or furnishings in the wing, only a large table with many dissection tools around it.

Placing the cat demon's corpse on top, Lu Zhan began to operate skillfully.

The flesh and blood of the cat demon is not suitable for refining elixirs, but is suitable for refining poisons. The bones are suitable for making magical instruments such as whips, but one cat demon is obviously not enough, so it can only be embedded in the magic instruments as materials.

Lu Zhan thought of the snake demon in the demon-suppressing bag. After dissecting the snake demon, he would find the material to make a long whip. If he added cat bones and fox bones as supplementary materials, he would be able to make a whip-like magical weapon of good quality.

It is said that there are places in the black market that specialize in making magical instruments, and most of them are cultivators from the demon tribe. Some demons are good at making magical instruments, but do not like to show up in public, and prefer to appear in the black market.

The black market is only open on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, so there is no chance this month. Lu Zhan plans to take the materials to the black market on July 1st to try his luck. If he can make a whip for him, the power of the Phantom Spirit Bound will be greatly enhanced.

As he was thinking, his wrist flew, the knife flashed, and blood shone, and in an instant he had peeled off the cat's skin intact.

Because of the different opinions that black cats can ward off evil spirits or attract evil spirits, cat skin is not very popular. Although it is smooth, it is not welcomed. However, this is only for humans. If it is for monsters, perhaps there are no taboos.

When the Skylark King transforms into a human form, he will be happy if I make him a small hat and a pair of gloves in the winter.

Putting the cat's flesh and blood into a furnace specially used for refining poison pills, Lu Zhan took out the black water bead and used his true Qi to stimulate the poison gas on the black water bead. Soon, black gas emerged from the cat's flesh and blood, merged with the poison gas on the black water bead, and slowly condensed in the furnace.

Although the poison pill is still a pill, it is different from regular pills. It is just similar in shape. There are not so many thresholds and it does not require the mind of a sage. Lu Zhan is familiar with it.

After repeating this absorption and fusion for more than three hours, ten dark pills finally flew out of the furnace. Because of the black water beads, there was some blood light on the surface of the pills. This was all the blood poison in the black water beads, which quickly sank into the pills.

Lu Zhan put the elixir into a porcelain bottle, and when it was time to use it, he could take his opponent's life silently.

Although the Night Doctor School is a healing system with weak attacking means, there are many Night Doctors who kill people with poison. However, Lu Zhan rarely uses this method because he needs to hone his combat skills.

It is best to use poisoning only when necessary.

……

Refining the poison pill took a lot of time, and it was already dawn outside. Lu Zhan simply didn't want to sleep and sat in the yard to practice.

Spiritual energy corresponds to the four seasons. In summer, even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth carries a sense of heat. Lu Zhan's body is enveloped by spiritual energy, like a glowing ball. Although it is not as hot as flames, it makes the skylarks on the trees feel uncomfortable.

“It’s so hot…”

The skylark sat on a thick tree trunk, fanning itself back and forth with its two wings, and air also surged through its nostrils. This was the breathing technique of birds and beasts.

Lu Zhan stopped practicing and looked up at it: "At this speed, when will it be able to transform?"

"It's so tiring to be a human being." The Skylark King turned over and lay on the branch, with his legs and wings spread out, and said lazily: "Skylark doesn't want to be a human being anymore."

"So do you still want to ride the cat?"

The Skylark King didn't say anything, but suddenly stood up and began to breathe seriously.

Lu Zhan burst out laughing. It turned out that everything needed a goal and motivation to do something. Without a goal and motivation, it would be difficult to accomplish anything.

After washing up, I went to the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Just as he arrived at the case room of the Demon Suppression Bureau to finish his vacation, Lao Zhou handed him a letter from Bian Jing.

Written by Chu Wantang.

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