Author: Yueting A Cup of Wine

Until Feiyan Pavilion Jiao Xing was allocated this year, no new person was sent to everyone, and Su Yang did not urge them. Everyone just got along peacefully. This time, only Sanmei Yi was the only one in Danxin Pavilion.

Yi Sanmei originally thought that the so-called retreat was only for ten days and a half, and people would definitely come out when they were hungry. Obviously, she took it for granted based on her own assumptions about practitioners. Practitioners no longer need to eat or even sleep.

, you can spend countless days and nights relying on meditation practice. It is rare for a senior monk like Taoist Hua Shen to retreat for three to five years. What Su Yang said about the master's retreat a few days ago refers to this incident two years ago.

It really made Yi Sanmei realize how big the difference between monks and ordinary people is about time, and it also made her study harder, so much so that Su Yang had to stop her.

"It's good to study diligently, but you still have to balance work and rest." Su Yang was also helpless. After a whole year, Yi Sanmei's study status has changed from following along in a daze to chasing after Su Yang and eager to knock on the door.

After thinking about it, he is not an old scholar who specializes in teaching in the mortal world. He used to go to school to be fashionable and lazy. Even if he later joined the Immortal Sect, he mostly learned about mental cultivation and so on. How could he be like that?

Yi Sanmei was so eager to study day and night.

She has a good grasp of some simple spells, and what's even more terrifying is that now she is studying many ancient texts by herself. Su Yang can't help but speed up his pace every time he passes by, for fear that she will stop him and ask what they are.

How did he know that after half a year, Su Yang had regarded himself as Yi Sanmei's elder brother? He didn't want his image to collapse in Yi Sanmei's heart, so he had to think of clever ways to divert her attention.

In order to let Yi Sanmei relax and take a break for himself, Su Yang just pulled Yi Sanmei out of the room and prepared to take her to the Artifact Pavilion.

"Originally, the master can only give you the magic weapon and command talisman after giving you a name, but now it seems that the master will have to retreat for a while. Now that you have mastered the magic weapon, it is easier for you to move. I will give these to you first. But I said yesterday

As usual, I went to the warehouse to take inventory, only to find that there were a few spare magic weapons, but the talismans were missing. I guess it was the children who brought them with them and melted them while refining the medicine. Now I am going to the Guiqi Pavilion to ask Bei Lianzhen

You will refine another one, and you can try to drive the magic weapon yourself and come with me."

After Su Yang waved his robe, three magical weapons of different shapes immediately appeared in front of Yi Sanmei. One looked like a gourd on Su Yang's waist, one looked like a long ruler, and a scroll of bamboo slips. Su Yang signaled to Yi

The third sister chooses one to use.

Among the three magical artifacts, Sanmei Yi was the only one attracted to the bamboo slips. She took the bamboo slips and used her spiritual power, and her eyes immediately saw the light patterns on the bamboo slips clearly. Over the past year, Sanmei Yi had become convinced that at least Su Yang could not see clearly.

The precise trajectory of the flow of spiritual power was safe to experiment in front of him. The appearance of this bamboo slip looked unattractive, slightly cyanotic purple, and spotted. The bamboo slips were not very large when rolled into a bunch. When spread out, it can be vaguely seen that they are not complete.

There are broken marks on the edge of the magic weapon. If you can't see the gradually flowing formation patterns, you can only judge it as a purple wooden slip based on its appearance. No wonder it is regarded as a magic weapon that can be used casually.

But Sanmei Yi saw that the light strands all over the bamboo slips looked particularly familiar, and it reminded her of the two characters on Qiu Xinglun's knife that she had been deciphering for a year. Those two characters were not characters written after Zang Yaozong, but ancient characters from earlier times.

.Thinking of the terrifying aura of that knife that would make people's hair stand on end just by looking at it, Yi Sanmei decisively chose the bamboo slip.

"Purple wooden slips?" Su Yang thought of the invisible piles of books and bamboo slips in Yi Sanmei's room, and smiled bitterly.

"Senior brother, does he know who refined this 'Purple Wooden Slip'?"

Su Yang shook his head: "The flying magic weapons refined in the sect for disciples and disciples are all in the style of light swords, with the word "Zang Yao" engraved on the sword. Except for light swords, they are either plundered from Tiandao states, or made in the

The ones excavated from various ruins are either refined by the disciples of the Guiqi Pavilion and sold in exchange for spiritual stone materials. There are just a few types of magic weapons in our library. The master asked Feiyan Pavilion to select a batch of them and send them to them.

Come to the library, if you want to know the origin of the magic weapon, you can try to check the files in Feiyan Pavilion."

"Does the sect have a library?" What Sanmei Yi had in her hands were the Tao Te Ching given by Su Yang. If she wanted to find the Zang Yao Sect's secret method to improve herself, she had to find books on spiritual practice. But Su Yang

But he didn't take it seriously, "If you want to read any books, you might as well go to Master's Zhaoma Palace to read them. Master never shy away from his disciples reading them. As for the sect's library, they are all old historical books, not worth mentioning.

"

Sister Yi nodded and stopped asking questions. She made a mental note to find time to visit Feiyan Pavilion and Zhaojian Palace.
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