His voice fell, and the girl in the mirror obviously stiffened her body, then she seemed to be shaking toward the back and almost sat on the ground, making a thud, and then there was a sound of gasping after hitting something, a rushing sound, and finally, the girl popped out and got very close:

"Qiqiqi...Qiwuku?"

She seemed to be backing when she was surprised, hit something, and had some dust on her face, but her eyes were bright:

"You learned it?!"

"Have you learned it so soon!"

"You are indeed a genius!"

Qi Wuhuo nodded, thought for a while, and replied gently: "It must have been learned."

The girl on the other side seemed to be full of joy and cheered. Just as she was about to speak, layers of ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror. Even after it dispersed, the spell light disappeared. Qi Wuhuo suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion and fatigue of the vitality and soul. Even a faint sting of pain was faintly placed between his eyebrows, and he groaned.

The mirror fell down and fell into the teenager's cuff.

Qi Wuhuo did not make too much noise, even if the severe pain broke the eyebrows, after all, others were still sleeping peacefully. They just made seals by hand, breathing to nourish the soul and cultivate their lives.

The slight tingling between the eyebrows passed for a long time before it slowly ended.

Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes for a long time and his voice was calm:

"The cultivation level is not enough."

"If you don't have enough foundation in cultivation, even if you can learn thousands of magic and supernatural powers, it is useless."

Qi Wukuo talked to himself.

He stroked the mirror with his fingers and suddenly said, "But, I should tell her the situation... so as not to be worried."

The young Taoist lowered his eyes and recalled the passage just now, thinking: "If a person wants to see an image, he must use his eyes and use his spirit, but since he is sent to him, he may not necessarily meet..."

Qi Wuhuo stared at the scriptures and mantras, thought carefully, and finally thought about it.

"In this case, you only need to use its method of circulating and changing and this magic weapon."

"It's time to write the words on it."

Qi Wuhuo circulates his vital energy, his fingers fall on the mirror, pulling the vital energy and soul to write slowly.

[My current cultivation level is not enough, and I cannot operate such a method at will, but I try to use the basic operation method of only taking this method to memorize you. Before I have enough cultivation level, I may only be able to communicate in this way]

[This method is not difficult, I will record it here.]

This mirror is extremely mysterious, and it is written and destroyed. The words turn into flowing light and disappear in the mirror, and then arrive at an extremely distant place.

Finally, Qi Wuhuo recorded it and said, "I parted with the teacher today and saw a lot of things."

"Next, I have to go this path myself, and I should see this world in my own way."

"When I passed by Juyun Mountain, I met many interesting mountain elves. They gave me the way and asked me to come to the capital city. The mountains that rained would look good and were misty. Speaking of which, the place where I was originally in Zhongzhou was snowing, but it was raining, which was also very mysterious. The mountain elves talked about a lot of interesting topics."

"Saying that the flowers bloom brightly in spring, and saying that the clouds flow through mountains and rivers in autumn and winter mornings like water. They will open their mouths, let the clouds pass through the corners of their mouths like silk, and then laugh happily together and play with joy."

"They said that their favorite is osmanthus cake. If they have the chance, I will buy some for them..."

Qi Wuhuo paused, feeling that just writing about what he saw and heard was a bit too self-centered after all.

His character is restrained, so he thought about it and wrote:

"I wonder if you like osmanthus cake?"

"It smells sweet and it smells sweet."

"If I like it, I will bring it to you next time if I have the chance."

"Hello."

"Qi Wukuo."

When I lifted my finger, there seemed to be a faint spiritual energy dispersing in the void. Qi Wuhuo grasped it slightly and realized that most of the consumption was actually borne by this mirror. If I only use words, with my current cultivation and realm, I can bear this magical power.

Finally, I casually added a sentence behind the mirror and the mantra I wrote.

There is some teenage mind.

——【The cultivation is very low, and I cannot use my own wishes, so I deleted it and created it myself】

——【Qi Wuhuo wrote a pen】

Think about it, if one day many people will use my name, it seems interesting.

After waiting for a while, the girl had not replied.

Qi Wuhuo had to put away the mirror.

Close your eyes and meditate.

Be peaceful and quiet in it.

The surrounding environment cannot disturb him.

The next morning, when the beggars woke up, they stretched their waists, but they felt full of energy. The many pains brought by their long-standing experience seemed to be cleared. Looking at the sunshine outside, I felt that good things should happen in such a good weather today, and the changes in the heart and the spirit also changed a little.

I realized that the surroundings were not only the warmth of the sun, but the land and temples were cleared.

Things that were originally piled up together were cleaned.

The smashing objects piled up in the corners of the walls are used to resist some gaps, making them much warmer and cleaner.

The beggar wiped his eyes and stood up and pushed open the door. When he saw people coming and going outside, the young Taoist went to get a broom and sweep the floor peacefully. He had already cleaned up the house. The beggar subconsciously laughed and said, "This is just a land temple, and there is no one here. No one is here to thank you for your like this."

The boy replied in a gentle voice: "Don't you live here?"

The beggar stopped and for some reason, he always felt speechless.

"Besides, it is also something that should be done for the Land Lord to keep it in for one night and to sweep the snow in front of his house."

The young Taoist lowered his head and swept the floor.

I stood up and looked at the statue of the Land Temple. I saw that the statue seemed to have been under management for a long time. There were spider webs on it and it was covered with dust. I looked at the old Land Temple outside with a smile and felt a little more ancient and forgotten.

Down and lonely.

Just as Qi Wuhuo was looking at the land statue, a beggar who had just woken up yawned. When he stood up, he suddenly swayed and fell to the ground. He fainted, causing the other beggars to shout out and rushed forward. When he was crying, he heard the young Taoist before saying, "Can you give in a little?"

"I'll take a look..."

The beggar's head said, "Do you know medical skills?"

"Well, I learned it from a gentleman before."

Qi Wuhuo answered, stretched out his hand to take his pulse, and asked, "What are you doing for business?"

The man with a strong bone hesitated and said, "It's a dilapidated house, each with its own reasons, and I don't want to say it anymore. Now, I'll do odd jobs in the city. If there is a convenient place to manage food, it's a good meal. If there is no food, I have to go along the street to beg for food. Now it's heavy rain and snow in winter, and it's so cold a few days ago. It's hard to work hard. I originally planned to do some work today..."

Qi Wuhuo said: "So that's it..."

After he took his pulse, he raised his hand.

"The Qi system is weak, the mental fatigue, and the body is much weaker."

“It’s easy to cure.”

The man asked anxiously: "What's wrong with my brother?! Master, do you have a way? Let's find a way..."

“There is always a way!”

Qi Wuhuo reached out and then asked the man to stretch out his hand.

The man put five big money in his palm and smiled:

"Just go out and find a steamed bun and buy three or five steamed buns that have just come out of the pot, that's it."

The man held five big money: "Ah?!"

The beggar who lay down said, "I'm so hungry..."

Everyone stopped and burst into laughter. The man's face turned red. He kicked him and said loudly:

"You slutty guy, I'm scared!"

I immediately got up and ran out, pushed open the door, and a lively sound rushed in. The world of the world was lively and many worries seemed cute. The young Taoist stood up, and the clouds flowed, and took three more fragrant pieces, and gave a slight tribute to the statue of the old land, and then burned incense, thanking for the night's holding and shelter.

The man spent all five big money, bought a lot of steamed buns, and spent some of his own money to buy a meat bun. He was a little worried, thinking that it was the money he asked for by a beggar, and the Taoist would dislike it, but when he came back, the young Taoist was gone. His face was stagnant. He asked those people, but no one noticed when the young Taoist left.

Just rush to eat the buns.

The man was angry: "Eat, you know how to eat!"

"Where are people?!"

Everyone just said they didn't know.

Only in front of the land statue, there are three pillars of fragrance, and the three fragrances are blowing continuously, and they are swaying straight to the top.

The land smiles at the world ahead.

However, the statue shook faintly and a little more cracks appeared.

In the world of the world, the young Taoist is wearing a blue Taoist robe and a sword box behind his back. The winter sun is warm and cool, falling on the young man.

He held a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and walked into the world without any hesitation.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

There were crowds on one side of the boy.

A carriage was facing him and passed by him.

In the carriage, a beautiful girl suddenly woke up, her face turned pale, as if she had an unavoidable nightmare.

A young man sitting in front of him was stunned when he saw this, and then he looked concerned and said:

"Have you had that nightmare again?"
Chapter completed!