Chapter 3 Entering the Mysterious Cave, the Character of Wind

Author: Li Ju Yu Wu Zhi

Chapter 3 Entering the Mysterious Cave, the Character of Wind

The viewer is still floating in the South China Sea.

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Han Ye walked on the bluestone streets of the capital of Tang Dynasty.

Vendors on the roadside are selling breakfast, and the white steam is rising from the steamers. There is an endless stream of people going to the market on the road, and the hand-held vegetable baskets are full of vegetables.

There is a peaceful and tranquil scene in the city.

"It seems that the Tang State in this world is developing very well."

Han Ye randomly found a crowded roadside stall and sat down without wearing a mask.

"After eating all the peony fish, it's time for a change of taste."

"Shopkeeper, do you have hot and sour noodle soup?"

The boss, who was busy in the hot air of the cart with his head wrapped in a towel, raised his head when he heard the sound, and kept stirring in his hand.

"Madam, I am very busy, please go and entertain me."

The woman behind her who was washing vegetables stood up and wiped her hands clean on the apron in front of her belly.

"Hey! This guest has some. How many bowls do you want?"

"Try a bowl first and add a fried egg." Han Ye said with a smile.

"Okay! My husband-in-law's craftsmanship is very good. This is the best in Xicheng!" The woman said and raised her thumb.

"I guarantee you'll want a second bowl after one bowl." The woman accepted the broken silver that Han Ye took out from the system space, and went to wash the vegetables with a happy face.

Han Ye sat on the street, picked up a chopstick and played with it.

"On this journey, I followed the direction of the fishing rod to bypass the Golden Court and Xiling. I successfully walked out of the wasteland and arrived at the border of the Tang Kingdom. I guess it was the Master who helped me."

Han Ye thought silently in his heart, but he was a little confused, why did the master pay attention to him?

"Ma Shixiang's group is also very interesting. When I heard that I was coming to the academy, they sent a carriage to take me there."

Han Ye thought about the enthusiastic soldiers in Weicheng on the way, and picked up the dried meat, a specialty outside the Great Wall, in his hands. There was a lot of it.

"You still want me to take care of Ning Que?"

"I haven't figured out how to enter the academy yet."

Han Ye thought about it, pretending to take out the "Haotian Divine Art" given by Ye Hongyu from the system and started reading it.

The noisy streets suddenly seemed to sink into water and gradually became quiet.

The dough was cut into thin slices by the stall owner, and slid smoothly from the kitchen knife to the hot water in the pan, rolling in the rising bubbles.

‘Bo’ The lid of Laotan pickled cabbage made a crisp sound when it came out of the water.

A ball of dark green crystal-like pickled vegetables was picked out by the tip of the chopsticks, mixed into the dough soup, and spread out like dancing butterflies.

The faint morning light shone on the tips of the stall owner's hair, and the beads of sweat on his forehead appeared crystal clear.

Han Ye held the book in his hand and watched the boss cooking with peace of mind, feeling warm all over.

He seemed to see the dust around the breakfast shop turn into light spots and move around.

No, it’s not just around the early paving, around Han Ye, on the streets of the capital, and in the sky of Chang’an.

Countless light spots danced among them, like elves.

Han Ye reached out and touched it, and those light spots seemed to have found their home, following Han Ye's fingertips and drawing beautiful curves.

The stall owner sprinkled a few fresh green onions on the noodles in the bowl and called it a day. When he looked up, he saw Han Ye sitting in the halo, drawing something with his hand.

"guest···"

The boss was about to shout, but was interrupted by an old man who appeared out of nowhere and covered his mouth with his hand.

"Don't try to influence this kid's entry into Taoism!"

The old man was wearing a greasy robe and a sloppy beard. He squinted at Han Ye as if he was confirming something.

At this time, the store owner also became interested in gossip. He put down his work, walked up to the old man, and looked at Han Ye with squinted eyes like him.

"Brother, what is that kid doing there? He's so excited." The shop owner was curious, and his wife also came over.

"Tsk tsk, he's drawing a talisman." The old man smacked his lips in surprise, his eyebrows were curved downwards, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

"Finally, I, Yan Se, have waited! Hahaha!" Yan Se looked enigmatic on the surface, but in fact, he was laughing crazily in his heart, and his hands trembling while twirling his beard.

Han Ye was in a mysterious state at this moment, writing the word "wind" randomly in the air.

The white heat that was originally steaming upward in the paving began to tilt.

Everyone felt a breeze blowing on their faces, driving away the heat of the winter sun.

Han Ye suddenly felt something was wrong with the floating simplified Chinese character "风", which seemed incomplete, so he adjusted the shape with his fingers.

Convert the word "乂" in the middle to the word "worm".

The wind moves the insects.

A group of ants crawled out of the soil and headed towards Han Ye, followed by groups of stove horses scurrying around.

Seeing this, Han Ye's scalp went numb, so he quickly erased the word "worm" and wrote a character he didn't even know. Looking closely, it seemed to be the right half of "liu".

"域"!

As soon as the character was formed, strong winds blew up on the street. Han Ye saw the surrounding light spots rushing towards the new character "wind" crazily.

"Hey! Where did the evil wind come from!"

Dust was flying so high that diners on the long street had to cover their tables with their sleeves to protect their breakfast.

The women's skirts were flying.

As the light points continue to pour in, the intensity of the gale continues to increase.

The white cloth signboard with the word "breakfast" written on it was blown up and flying wildly, and it was about to leave the mast and wander into the world.

"Certainly"!

Han Ye didn't know when he saw a sloppy old man sitting in front of him. The word "ding" made of light spots floated out from his palm.

It blends with Han Ye's word "wind" and then dissipates in the air.

Han Ye and the old man looked at each other.

"My little friend, you can enter the Tao with a talisman and enter the cave with three breaths. This kind of talent is really hard to find in the world!"

"Who is your respected master?"

Yan Se pushed the hot and sour noodle soup he grabbed from the store in front of Han Ye.

"I haven't become a disciple yet." Han Ye took the noodle soup and thanked him.

Yan Se breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. When he saw the Haotian Divine Art in Han Ye's hand, he thought it was a genius from Xiling.

"Did you know that when it comes to Fu Dao, there is only one person in the world who can be considered a true master!"

Han Ye looked strange and had already guessed the identity of the old man opposite him.

"Who is it?"

Yan Se approached Han Ye with a mysterious look on his face.

"That man is the elder of Xiling, the leader of the South Gate of Haotian Dao in the Tang Dynasty, and a world-famous Talisman Master! Incredibly powerful!" Yan Se said with admiration.

"Is it possible that the person the old gentleman is talking about is Master Yanse?"

"That's right! You've actually heard of his name when you first entered the spiritual world!" Yan Se looked surprised.

"It is rumored that Master Yan Se is a suave man with a face as beautiful as jade. When he was thirty years old, he took the oath of pure Yang and entered his destiny. He is the most beautiful woman in the world. He is truly a model of male virtue in the world! If it were me, I wouldn't be able to sit still." Han Ye

Staring at the sky with eyes full of little stars, he praised.

Yan Se's face suddenly fell.

"..."

"You boy, you must have known it was me!" Yan Se said resentfully.

"My Han Ye, I have met Master Yan Se!" Han Ye stood up and bowed in salute.

Yan Se waved his hand and motioned for Han Ye to sit down. The shopkeeper brought out a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup and placed it in front of Yan Se.

There are two slices of fried eggs in the noodles.

"Is it a cold night..."

"Humph! Is what you said before that you didn't have any apprenticeship true or false?" Yan Se was a little angry at this time.

"It's true. This junior has just entered the world of cultivation and has not yet found a master." Han Ye answered truthfully.

‘Pa’! Yan Se slapped the tabletop excitedly.

"I'll be your master!!!"
Chapter completed!