Seeing that it was late at night, Xiao Ming was a little sleepy. He entered the inexplicable space and was preparing to practice the Sun-blocking Art, because Xiao Ming found that practicing in the space was like sleeping, and he was really killing two birds with one stone.

"Ouch..." Entering the space, Xiao Ming suddenly found that the outline representing the fire talisman became clearer again.

"Is it because I made Jiang Muwu and Wu Blood Vermicelli Soup at night?"

Xiao Ming thought something.

However, when Xiao Ming had just started to sit cross-legged and practiced, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly returned to his position.

Madan, since my mind can enter the space to practice, why can't my body practice the sword technique outside?

Xiao Ming's idea is a bit incredible. After all, there are very few people who can use both minds and practice. Who dares to be distracted from doing something else?

But, Xiao Ming has been sealed by the Buddha's seal since he was born, and his mind was often isolated from his body. When he was a child, he did things, such as playing with mud. While playing, Foyin isolated his mind, while his hands were still playing there, just like someone was controlling him. When his mind struggled out of the Buddha's seal, he continued to play!

Therefore, the extremely difficult things for ordinary people are used to Xiao Ming.

After holding the talisman and chanting the talisman again, Xiao Ming began to realize that his mind entered the space and still practiced the Sun-blocking Art.

Seeing that his figure was getting bigger and bigger under the green light of Qingqiu Mountain, Xiao Ming was happily scratching his ears and heads.

During Xiao Ming's unstoppable practice, the Wentian Zhuanshi's literary talisman secret room of Yan's family also ushered in a long-lost excitement.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Yan Xihu rushed over and looked at the closed secret room and said in surprise, "Who wants to sow literary seeds? Song Xingyu, or Wen Chongshan?? Could it be Jiang Mei?"

In front of the secret room, Chongxi, who was a little ecstatic but a little embarrassed, hurried over to greet him and said, "Hello Mr. Yan..."

"Huh? Chongxi, why are you here?"

Yan Xihu did not rush into the secret room, and looked at Chongxi a little surprised. But after a moment, he suddenly woke up and slapped his forehead and said, "I understand, it was Xiao Ming, a fat man who sowed the verbal seed? No, it's not right. Xiao Ming has no verbal field at all. How could he sow the verbal seed?"

"Ah??" Chongxi was shocked and said strangely, "Mr. Yan, Xiao... Does Xiao Ming have no Wentian?"

"No, no!" Yan Xihu waved his hand quickly and said, "Just pretend that I didn't say this. Remember, you must keep it a secret for me and never tell others!"

"Yes, yes..." Chongxi knew what it means without Wentian. She hurriedly tightened and nodded, "Don't worry, sir, I will never say anything to anyone."

"Oh, by the way, who is inside the Wenzhong Zhuan Taoist Talisman?"

"It's my sister Chongming!"

"Chongming?" Yan Xihu scratched his head and said strangely, "It seems that he is not a student of the Eagle Flying Class, right?"

"Yes!" Chongxi nodded, "The student sister scored not high in the exam, and she was in the ordinary class!"

"Genius!" Yan Xihu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the students in the ordinary class will also start sowing the seeds in the second Yao."

"Sir..." Chongxi rubbed her hands and said, "It's a bit strange. My sister... To be honest, she has poor qualifications, and the students are worried that she will not be able to pass the Yan Family Qunology exam. And... and after receiving the admission notice of Qunology, her family also specially asked someone to help her see the Wentian. She... She is unlikely to sow literary seeds within half a year, or even a year. So sir, please help the students quickly, don't...Don't have any trouble, after all, life is still important..."

"Ah? So strange." Yan Xihu heard this and nodded quickly, "Don't worry, I'll go see it right away. Don't worry. No matter what, if the seeds of text are sown, Chong... your sister is an apprentice of the early stage talisman. Our Yan family's talisman studies are still sure..."

"Yes, yes, thank you sir!" Chongxi finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this and watched Yan Xihu enter the secret room.

Next to Yan Xihu and Chongxi, in another secret room where Wentian was carving talismans, Han Qiushang was sitting cross-legged. At this time, Han Qiushang still had the word "earth" flashing between Han Qiushang's eyebrows, but his eyes were slightly open. He looked at the darkness in the secret room and said coldly: Xiao Ming, it turns out that you don't have Wentian, haha, no wonder you had to inspect Wentian in Kuixing Pavilion that day. How would you sow the Wentian without Wentian? Even if your Fuxiang combat power is 501 now, so what? You can't grow anymore! I'll go out and see how I deal with you!!

Yan Xihu didn't know that his words had been heard by Han Qiushang. He entered the Wentian Taoist talisman. The gentleman who had just brought Chongming back was urging the talisman instrument. The words "fire" talismans in the sky were turning into unified strokes and slowly rushing into Chongming's Wentian. Chongming sat cross-legged, with pain on his face and big drops of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Seeing this, Yan Xihu did not dare to disturb him, so he took the talisman stroke and drew a quiet rune to help Chongming.

It was about an hour when Chongming's body gradually stabilized, the sweat on his forehead disappeared, and the word "fire" on his forehead also began to be clarified. With the help of the talisman instrument, Yan Xihu saw that Chongming's slightly thin literary field began to merge, but at this time, a lot of light smoke still emerged from the literary field. It was obvious that there were too many talismans in the literary field.

As for Wentian, after the light smoke dissipated, it contracted more and more, falling into a blood cocoon on it. This blood cocoon was similar to Han Qiushang, but it was smaller again. As the word "Fire Talisman" was poured in, some fire talisman characters of the same size were rotated around it.

The middle of the blood cocoon is a character of Fire Talisman. The character of Fire Talisman is burning, but the fire light is also converging into the character of Fire Talisman. Yan Xihu knows that the flame is extinguished and the time when the fire Talisman is formed is the time when the text seed is sown.

Of course, Yan Xihu also knew that Chongming is a regular text seed. The word "Huo Fu" will then produce a fire talisman. Heart petals similar to the pages of the book will be born in the fire talisman. Once this heart petal is complete, the text seeds will be sprouted.

"Okay..." The gentleman took the talisman pen and tapped the talisman instrument, making the runes infused with the talisman instrument stable. Then he patted his hands and whispered, "The second literary group in this new student is safe!"

"No, Chongming, work hard!" Yan Xihu didn't care whether Chongming could hear it or not, and encouraged Mr. Zhao, winked and asked him to come out with him.

"Mr. Chen, what's going on?" Yan Xihu asked in a scattered manner as soon as he went out.

But Mr. Chen waved his hand at him and said, "Don't ask first, go with me and go to Wenxin Diaolong before talking..."

"Ah? Someone has nurtured the heart of literature?" Yan Xihu was overjoyed.

"No..." Mr. Chen shook his head, "There are two first-year-old students of the food club. Their literary species are in the bud..."

“Food Club??”

At this time, Yan Xihu suddenly woke up, looked at Chongxi who was guarding the door, looked at the secret room, and shouted in a low voice, "Why are they all food clubs?"

"Yes, I'm very strange too..." Mr. Chen nodded, "A child from an ordinary class suddenly sowed the seeds of literature, and two seeds that had not been moving suddenly began to sprout. It has been more than half a year. Our Yan Family Qunology has never been so lively, so I didn't let them go back to the dormitory, but directly let them come to Wenxin Diaolong."

"Well, you did a good job!" Yan Xihu nodded, "I'm also very curious. Could it be that I've brought them so much luck after walking around the food club?"

"Mr. Yan is fine, has he gone to the food club like this?" Mr. Chen took Yan Xihu to the secret room of Wenxin Diaolong. As he walked, he asked with a smile on the falling moonlight.

Yan Xihu knew that Wen Xin Diaolong was very close, so he roughly talked about his passing at night.

"It's all fat people who are born foodies, it looks right!" Mr. Chen didn't take it seriously, looked at a secret room open, and smiled, "Xiao Ming is so young, he can actually cook delicious food. It's not easy!"

"Huh? Why did you let them in a secret room?"

Yan Xihu looked at the secret room and frowned.

"They are all fire rune species..." Mr. Chen explained, "and they are cultivating cultural species, and it is a waste to open two secret rooms!"

"Three are fire rune species?"

Yan Xihu realized something and asked hurriedly.

"Yes, it's just three fire rune species, so I'm surprised!"

Mr. Chen walked into the Wenxin Diaolong Secret Room. At this time, a huge book-shaped talisman in the secret room was pouring out countless "fire" characters. The characters of fire talisman fell into two places, forming two different strokes of talismans falling into two places of the secret room, Li Yi and another girl sitting cross-legged.

Yan Xihu glanced at the two of them, but had no special impression. He took out a talisman pen and wrote a rune and pointed it on the talisman instrument.

"Brush..." Two flames of fire fell on the two girls' literary genres!

But the two girls' texts were burning with flames. The fire talismans fell into the flames and turned into fire threads, rushing into the center of the flames. Around the fire talisman, within the flames, a contour of the pages of the book has been formed!

"Well, it's about to sprout!" Yan Xihu nodded with satisfaction.

"No..." Yan Xihu was satisfied, but Mr. Chen frowned. He looked carefully again and shook his head slightly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xihu was puzzled.

Mr. Chen looked at the two girls and said with a smile: "Li Yi and Zhao Qi are the two hardest children I have ever met. They couldn't sprout before, but I thought it was wrong. Now I look at it... Finally, let me know that diligence can make up for my shortcomings, good, good..."

As he said that, Mr. Chen nodded at Yan Xihu, and the two walked out of the secret room and closed the door. They walked a little further. Mr. Chen said: "No, I didn't pay attention to these two children before, but when I saw their literary genus, I remembered that they came to me before the holiday. Although they didn't come together, I remember clearly that their literary genus evolved very slowly and their heart valves formed... It was a year and a half later. It was impossible for them to sprout so quickly!"

"Can you be sure?"

Yan Xihu was not understanding and asked back.

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