Bone

"The five elements are in harmony..."

Maybe it's because it's the rainy season, or maybe it's because people are in a depressed mood, so the rain falls in a continuous and interesting manner, shaking down the ground with broken leaves and flowers, so as to help people set off the scene.

"Gathering Condensation..."

The rain lulls people to sleep, Qin Nianjiu leaned against the window sill like a boneless man, yawned lazily, seeing the dense net woven by the rain covering all directions, he complained casually: "It's already past noon, the rain is so... ...it's almost impossible to stop."

It is far from refreshing like Qingyuan, who is always sunny.

"It's always better." Tan Fengyue sat cross-legged on the side, shaking the silver fan lightly in her hand, "Let the rain wash away, and the fragrance in this city will be much lighter."

Not being able to listen to his explanation, Qin Nianjiu sighed lightly.

Speaking of fragrance, one thinks of the national teacher, and when thinking of the national teacher, one cannot but think of the Emperor—yesterday, the two little leaves asked about the return of the crown prince, and they got a definite answer, that October [-]rd is indeed the emperor's birthday...then Whatever the situation is, everyone has already figured it out in their minds—the fear is that the national teacher is really using forbidden techniques to assassinate the people, and use the luck of the people to renew the life of the emperor.

... But even so, they can't just rely on their "speculation" to expose the national teacher and confront the national teacher, right?The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty didn't like people from the sect, so how could they listen to their one-sided words.

Suffering from the fact that no real evidence has been found for the time being, so I can't act rashly.After much deliberation, I still have to proceed according to the original plan, go to the palace to have a banquet, face to face to find out what is going on between the national teacher and the emperor, and then see how to deal with the national teacher——

... If you can go straight to the palace, you can ask the national teacher to make it clear.

Poor Qin Nianjiu didn't have the word "avoiding war" in his character, he always liked to go straight and go straight with the umbrella in hand, but he was really powerless to deal with the twists and turns, procrastination and restraint, and couldn't help but let out another sigh.

"——Why are you sighing?" Ye Jinzhu's voice came from the other end of the room, loudly said: "As the saying goes, sighing is ten years old.——Let's take it easy."

"..."

Qin Nianjiu turned his head speechlessly, and looked at the two little leaves who were hugging their books and studying hard at the table, "I haven't said anything about you two yet, you're the first to speak... Don't you have anywhere else to go? Why do you have to stay in our room?" Staying in the middle...it's very noisy."

Tan Fengyue also followed Liangliang to look over, pursing her lips speechlessly.

Since the investigation by colleagues that day, the two young men surnamed Ye seemed to be glued to them, running to Tanfu all day long, staying for three or four hours, and they couldn't get rid of them.First, he called it "reporting something", and found some justifiable excuses to stay in their room, and then he simply lay down and took all his homework with him, and even had to memorize the books in their room. Really disturbing.

...When he was in Qingyuan, it was Gong Buwang who came to bother him every day, but when he came to the imperial capital, it was replaced by these two young men surnamed Ye.I really don't know when I will be able to live in peace.

"That's right, it's killing people!" Tan's mansion was full of purple energy, Sanjiu couldn't show his true colors, so he could only control the contract talisman to float out from Qin Nianjiu's sleeve, and stood on the table with a paper corner, rushing at the two People twisted and twisted to show their dissatisfaction, "I just read something about 'five elements' and 'gathering energy'... I can't even understand it!"

As he said that, he took the corner of the paper and made a gesture of clapping his hands suddenly realized: "Oh - you are going to enter the palace for a banquet tomorrow, and you will see the national teacher, so you must hurry up and endorse the book, and hold your feet for the time being, right? ?”

"What are you talking about!" As if they wanted to stay here!

Is it because the eldest brother has to guard the prince around day and night, and the garden is empty and boring, but they are more popular here... Ye Jinzhu stretched out two fingers, and flicked the mouth with a "snap" The flexible talisman that speaks out, mocking his narrow vision, "I don't understand! What we are memorizing is the formula that can gather the energy of the five elements. After we are proficient in gathering energy, we can use the corresponding art of the five elements." . . . Ha, is it that you, a brat, can understand it?"

After being flicked in vain, the deed is not willing to be deflated, and he made a gesture to wrap his hand, but was suddenly picked up by Tan Fengyue who approached, "...Ah, ah! Immortal?!"

... Just listening to them recite their homework is already noisy enough, and getting them to quarrel would be really crazy.Tan Fengyue threw the talisman back to Qin Nianjiu without looking at it, and said to the two little leaves lightly: "Didn't your master teach you the principle of unity of knowledge and action, since it is a method that can gather the energy of the five elements?" Jue, what is the use of the two of you just memorizing and not practicing here?"

Hearing what he said, Qin Nianjiu looked over in surprise: ...Talking about the old ancestors, are you going to give them a lesson or two?

"Uh..." Ye Yunting didn't have the nerve to say that they had just learned the art of the Five Elements, and it was the senior brother who asked them to recite the formula first, so he said in a low voice: "... After all, after reading the book a hundred times, other Self-righteousness?"

"Where—" I don't understand why the patriarch, who doesn't care about anything, suddenly changed his temperament. Qin Nianjiu looked at him curiously, and waved his hand to intervene, "The words in the book are all dead things..."

Tan Fengyue just wanted them to learn as soon as possible, so she left quickly, without the slightest bit of patience to explain to them, she just lowered her eyes and said: "Listen."

Perhaps his indifferent appearance unexpectedly resembled Fu Duanshui's, giving him an invisible sense of oppression for no reason, the two little leaves were silent for a while, and obediently raised their eyes to look at him.

"Gathering Qi to perform the Five Elements Technique, without long-term practice, it is difficult to see results. But..." Tan Fengyue spoke lightly, and spread his palms in front of the two, "But when reciting the formula, use the spiritual energy to knead the Qi of the Five Elements, It should be fairly easy for you to gather six qi in the palm of your hand and create something as you wish. Using this 'Huanguang Lingjue' to master qi gathering and control qi is a good shortcut."

While he was talking, he didn't even chant the mantra, so a bamboo leaf slowly falling in the palm of his hand turned into a leaf, and then he clenched his hand, the green leaf blurred, and when he let go, it turned into a red maple leaf In a blink of an eye, Hongfeng gradually swelled up, the red shrank into two spots, and became a fluffy red-eyed white rabbit again, with its three-petal mouth opening and closing, poking its head left and right.

Ye Jinzhu was dumbfounded by his fluent movements, "Wow——"

Ye Yunting also stared straight ahead, wanting to reach out to poke the naive little rabbit, but as soon as his fingertips touched the rabbit's fur, the whole little rabbit scattered into strands of light, which made him slightly startled. Trembling, "Ah..."

"Since it's 'phantom', it's not 'true'." Tan Fengyue pursed her lips, waved away the light in her hand, thought for a while, and reminded them: "The object transformed by this illusion is only It is visible to the human eye, but it has no effect on ghosts, so it is quite a sect, rarely used by people, and it is not popular. ——It’s fine as a small practice, don’t show it in front of your big brother.”

The two little leaves were all aroused by this novel technique, and they nodded excitedly, half a beat later, they suddenly remembered their identity as disciples of the righteous way, and nodded emphatically: "It's just a practice..."

Tan Fengyue didn't have the heart to listen to their hard-spoken words, so she taught directly: "Try to mobilize the energy of the five elements in the palm of your hand first, and then try to mix in spiritual energy after success, and use spiritual power to reconcile the five energy, and then you can try to control it as you like. These five energies change into shapes—first transforming dead things, and then living things. Step by step, don’t rush for success.”

After finishing speaking, he added calmly and half selfishly: "When gathering Qi, you should calm your mind and don't talk too much. I saw that the spiritual Qi is most abundant in that corner, and it can help your practice more. You should go there to practice. "

It was rare to hear him say so many words in one breath, and every sentence made sense. The two little leaves nodded in conviction, and really moved the small stool to a corner far away, and focused on practicing Qi gathering without saying a word. .

……

The rain outside the window was still heavy, but Qin Nianjiu was not as melancholy as before, and looked at Tan Fengyue with a smile on his face, "... Tan Shizun, is it fun to fool the younger generation?"

If you want those two to cool off, just say it, I really don't know where the "spiritual energy" can be said to come from that ordinary corner of the room.

Tan Fengyue sat back beside him, her face was still calm, "Didn't Tianzun say nothing to expose me?"

Qin Nianjiu chuckled a few times to himself, didn't want to argue with him, just blinked his eyes and said: "I see that although this Illusion Light Art is an outsider technique, it's not very useful, but it's quite interesting, why don't you talk about Master?" Teach me too?"

It has always been seen that this ghost is very good at using all kinds of tricks, Tan Fengyue naturally does not believe that he will not be able to understand this way, he just pretends to be thirsty for knowledge, and wants to tease him "Master" , then slightly bent the corner of his mouth, and took his hand, "Okay."

Without waiting for Qin Nianjiu to react, he lowered his eyes slightly, swiped his hook finger across his palm, and the illusion became brilliant, and a handful of red beans piled up in his palm.

The red beans were plump and bright in color, almost overflowing, and when they were about to roll down, they stretched a little bit, turning into red silk threads, which lightly wrapped around the wrists of the two of them.

Qin Nianjiu looked at the red thread on his wrist, and before he could raise his eyebrows, he saw that the red thread was gently moved by the wind, slowly gathered and intertwined into strands, and turned into a concentric knot woven by red thread in an instant.

"How?" Tan Fengyue raised her eyes to look at him, there was something in her words, "Can Tianzun understand?"

"..." Qin Nianjiu stared at the braided red rope, let out a blunt wow, and couldn't conceal his admiration: "As expected of the ancestor, he is so dishonest that even a small magic trick can be used to make a fool of himself."

Even though he was choking like this, the slight arc at the corner of his mouth could not deceive anyone.Tan Fengyue shrugged indifferently: "Use everything to its full potential." He stretched out his hand, and tapped the corner of Qin Nianjiu's raised lips, "Besides, I see that Tianzun is really useful, isn't it?"

"...Yes, yes, yes." Qin Nianjiu rolled his eyes at him, and praised him in a long voice: "The old ancestor is so superb, who can not use it—"

Seeing this ghost talking, two eyes have been hanging on the braided red rope. It is not all surprises, but more exploration. Talking about Fengyue, I can't help but feel a little surprised: Could it be that he really doesn't know this kind of phantom? decision?

Qin Nianjiu knew that there was such a kind of magic in the world, but he didn't seem to be very familiar with how to cast it... Maybe it was the old ancestor who was hiding his secrets and didn't want to teach him, so he looked down. The red rope on the wrist was braided, looked left and right, pondered for a while, and finally couldn't help but dragged Tan Fengyue to get up, and walked to the other side of the two little leaves intentionally, "—cough, you practice How's it going?"

When it comes to moves and swords, Ye Jinzhu is more sophisticated than Ye Yunting, but when it comes to spells and spells, his understanding is far inferior to Ye Yunting.Seeing that Ye Yunting was able to gather energy in his palm to transform into a few blades of grass, but his palm was still empty, he couldn't help sighing in frustration, "...not so good."

"Didn't you say you were ten years old with a sigh, and now you finally know what it means to be sad?" Qin Nianjiu grinned vindictively, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, then turned to Ye Yunting, and praised him generously: "Not bad, not bad, quite understanding." high."

Not only did Ye Yunting achieve some success in his practice, but he also received praises. A modest smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said embarrassingly: "It seems that what my father said is right, it is not advisable to study hard, and more Only by consulting and communicating with others can we understand and make progress..."

Ye Jinzhu, who also listened to others' advice but failed to make any progress, snorted sullenly, "...Guang can speak nice words."

"Really." Recalling that their father was also good at forging swords, and recalling his previous guess, Qin Nianjiu immediately put the idea of ​​stealing his teacher behind him, and tried calmly: "So, your father is Have you ever asked Xu Yanqing for advice on how to forge swords?"

"Ah?" Ye Yunting was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered who "Xu Yanqing" was, and said uncertainly: "This... maybe there is, right? After all, my father once said that the skill of casting swords is very mysterious. Don't do it behind closed doors—"

Hearing this, Qin Nianjiu inevitably had some doubts about Xu Yanqing, but both of them are disciples of the sect, so it doesn't mean much if they meet each other...

Seeing that the ghost beside her was lost in thought, in order not to arouse the suspicion of the two little leaves, Tan Fengyue naturally diverted the conversation: "What I said just now is a bit simple, and there are inevitably some gaps. You are new to this method. , it is difficult to balance the Qi of the five elements, you can try to mobilize only the Qi of the same category as the object you are transforming when gathering Qi - for example, flowers and plants, you only need to mobilize the three elements of 'wood', 'water' and 'soil' classes. It will be much easier.”

"Is that so?" Ye Jinzhu has always been impatient, and as soon as he heard it, he immediately tried it out, adjusting the three qis of 'wood', 'water' and 'soil' in the palm of his hand, and then using spiritual power to reconcile the three qi phases Rong, sure enough trembling turned into a slender little flower, she couldn't help grinning happily, "Really!"

Looking at Ye Yunting again, he was able to transform into a smart mouse according to this method, and he also said happily: "Thank you fairy friend for your advice!"

Every time I hear these two young men call them immortal friends, I find it very strange...Qin Nianjiu couldn't figure out what to do, so he just interjected and joked with them: "How about it, this talk about the immortals taught us so well." Is it much better than that cold old popsicle that cherishes words like gold? Why, do you consider switching to the sect of the two of us and practicing the "evil way"? Keep your cultivation base advancing by leaps and bounds, making rapid progress—"

Ye Jinyi, who always respected Fu Duanshui, suddenly became anxious, "How can you say that about senior brother!"

What an old popsicle, it's really disrespectful!

"Hey, that's what you said," Qin Nianjiu spread his hands innocently, "I didn't say who Old Popsicle is—"

"..." Ye Jin blushed twice on his face, regretting the trick, "...you!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Qin Nianjiu laughed, pushed him back to sit at the table, and poured him a cup of hot tea to comfort him, "But I'm not wrong, your senior brother is really cold Yes, I don't even want to talk much, it's quite annoying...cough."

I thought to myself, isn't the person talking next to you also cold and reticent, why didn't I see any objection from you?Ye Jin glared at him sullenly, but still took the tea he handed over, gulped it down, and then hesitantly excused Fu Duanshui after a long while, "...you can't say that. Eldest brother, he So there is a reason for being cold by nature..."

While talking, Ye Yunting also moved a small stool back to sit, looking at them hesitantly.

...oh, why?Could it be that Fu Duanshui also practiced the way of ruthlessness?Qin Nianjiu looked at them with inquiring eyes, "Would you like to hear more about it?"

Not knowing whether to tell the story, Ye Jinzhu bit his lip in confusion.Although this evil cultivator was not pleasing to the eye when we first met, he not only saved himself, but also patiently taught them their homework. After getting along with them for a few days, it is inevitable that they have developed a sense of closeness to them——

After weighing this for a long time, he finally put down his teacup without hesitation, and said in a heavy tone, "It's because of Eldest Senior Brother, his fate is inauspicious..."

……

--"call out".

The sharp arrow shot out, broke the rain and broke the wind, and hit three points in the bull's-eye.

Standing under the eaves, Ji Zhuoran put away his bow with satisfaction, turned his head and looked at Fu Duanshui with a smile, "How about this arrow?"

Fu Duanshui didn't answer him, he just waved his sleeves and retracted the feathered arrow on the target far away, and threw it into the quiver behind Ji Zhuoran.

Ji Zhuoran was not annoyed when he didn't get a response, he still smiled and said to himself: "It's raining and windy, it's not easy to shoot this arrow accurately. You should praise: Your Highness is very skilled in archery, piercing Yang with a hundred steps."

He has a handsome appearance, the word "beautiful" precedes the word "jun", especially the red mole at the end of the eye, which is even more eye-catching when he smiles.Fu Duanshui was unmoved at all, and only commented impartially: "The head is accurate, but the strength is too strong. You are not a full-time martial arts practitioner. If you draw the bow like this, you will inevitably hurt your arms and scratch your palm."

Being criticized by him, Ji Zhuoran was still not annoyed, and plucked the bowstring with a smile, "Thank you Fu Xianjun for your concern—"

Fu Duanshui didn't seem to want to be approached by him, so he moved half a step away indifferently.

But suddenly Ji Zhuoran hissed in pain, and threw away the arrow and bow in his hand.

When the arrow and bow fell to the ground with a bang, Fu Duanshui stepped forward and lifted Ji Zhuoran's hand almost subconsciously. Seeing that his palm was cut open by the bowstring, he couldn't help but frowned slightly, and concentrated on reciting Su Xin Jue.

The wound on the palm slowly healed into scars, Ji Zhuoran seemed to feel no pain, and teased him with a smile, "You say you are a close friend, but Fu Xianjun is always too defensive, and only when my close friend is injured, he is willing Get a little closer to me..."

"..." Fu Duanshui pursed his lips and said nothing, and only let go of him after the scar on his palm disappeared, "I order..."

"Yes yes yes, you ordered Ge Daike, Shangke's parents, Punk's teacher and friend—" Ji Zhuoran shook his hands nonchalantly, and continued his cool voice, "I have heard you explain it eight hundred times, my ears They're all about to cocoon."

After explaining it eight hundred times, it is still useless.Fu Duanshui looked at him quietly, his eyes were calm, and he said: "My biological mother..."

"Hey, every time you bring this up, you always have to bring it up." Ji Zhuoran interrupted him again helplessly, and said plainly as if reciting: "You are born to be mortal, not from a sect. You are the elder Yu Dense Forest I picked up you who was still in your infancy, went a few more steps along the side path, and found your mother's body..."

Fu Duanshui still looked at him quietly, pursing his lips in silence.

His mother died early because of his innate restraint.Although Elder Cutian saw that he had a spirit in his bones, he accepted him into the sect and taught him Taoism, but he never regarded him as a master and disciple.He often holds a cold face and treats others with a cold face. Yuyan's fellow disciples respect him and fear him, and he never dares to get close to him without further explanation.

Only this human crown prince——

Ji Zhuoran paused slightly, then looked back at him, "—but haven't I said it eight hundred times..."

He smiled and narrowed his eyes, and the red mole at the end of his eyes moved slightly, as if a drop of bright blood fell on his cheek, "I was born with the emperor's destiny, so I am not afraid of being restrained."

"..." Unable to refute his nonsense, Fu Duanshui looked at him for a moment, and finally lost the battle. He bent down and picked up the arrow bow on the ground, and drew another feathered arrow from the quiver behind him. They were handed over to him together.

Seeing that he was submissive, Ji Zhuoran smiled even more heartily, and straightened his bow and arrow, judging the direction of the wind and the direction of the rain.

The moment the arrow feather came off the string, he heard Fu Duanshui's faint voice, "...don't deliberately hurt yourself next time."

The tip of the arrow pierced through the wind and rain, and nailed hard into the lacquered bull's-eye.

As the rain continued, Ji Zhuoran put away his bowstring, turned around and looked at the cold-faced Xianjun with a smile, and blinked at him lightly, "I have used this trick eight hundred times, and Fu Xianjun will always fall for it."