After using dinner, Ma Rui sneaked out of Chuiyun Town with a charcoal pen and a blank booklet for inn accounting. Mrs. Yang was about to leave, and Yang Shibei naturally had to chat with her mother on the last night, while Huo Qing looked disgusted with Ma Rui, so no one cared about Mr. Ma’s departure at all, at least, he felt so.

Without the protection of the Yunchui Formation, without Li Qingzhao, the yellow flowers of yesterday are used at noon every day, and the towering Chuiyun Peak is no longer worthy of its name. There will be no more clouds and mountains and mists in the future. Chuiyun Town will change its ownership and disappear into history with the entire Yang clan.

He swayed all the way and carefully arrived at the Chuiyun Peak. It was the time when the night was gentle. The crescent moon was hanging high and everything was quiet. Ma Rui looked for the soft sand that had emerged last night, and used the earth escape technique again, sinking into the surface inch by inch, and following the relatively sparse and fragile rock fault to the Chuiyun Peak.

Everything has not changed. The simple family belonging to earth and stones did not know that the master who had been with him for thousands of years had passed away. Only the righteous words were engraved on his body, telling future generations a thread of expectations that once existed here.

Ma Rui moved out the stone slab carved with beautiful regular script and began to copy it with charcoal pen. At the same time, he recalled Li Qingzhao's previous teachings and lamented the foresight of this strange woman.

According to Ma Rui's view, Qiyuan Continent is an agricultural society, without an industrial revolution, nor without scientific civilization. However, this strange woman from a thousand years ago actually talked about material decomposition and transformation in her own mind method, as well as the invisible and intangible "timeline", which enabled the "Jinshilu" set of mind methods to not only transform and utilize the two spiritual energy of gold and earth at the beginning, but also use this as a basis for time retracing in the later stage.

Of course, the so-called initial stage is for Li Qingzhao. Ma Rui can understand this mere Qi Refining Period. Unfortunately, the qi pulse is thin and the golden elixir is not formed, so he can only sigh. It feels like a beginner who has just learned to read the piano score, and has not even touched the piano, he was thrown into Rachmaninov's "The Third Piano Concerto" for him to perform. Even the king of piano concerto has no meaning at all.

Ma Rui copied and recorded it while copying, and didn’t know if it was because he printed the sentence "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen", or if he was full today, he was strong and energetic. In short, he felt that he could remember it in his mind while copying it, and even doubted whether he had to copy it all.

The nearly 10,000 words of mind method are used, and the rough and unpleasant charcoal pen is used. The more Ma Rui goes, the more impatient he becomes. He draws talismans casually. He may only know those words himself, and it is very likely that after not reading them for a long time, he may forget them one day.

After the copying was completed, Ma Rui stretched and wanted to leave directly, but when he saw the renovated ground, he stopped again.

After thinking about it, Ma Rui took out the hard remains of ancient evil objects, wiped out the "Gold and Stone Record" from the stone slab up and down, dragged and smoothed it back and forth on the ground, and obtained a blank stone slab, and then hewn two epitaphs again with effort and twist.

Being a hero in life, and being a hero in death is also a hero in ghosts.

"I wonder if you from Qiyuan Continent have written immortal works that are sighing in the world, but you have indeed achieved 'immortality'." Ma Rui inserted the tombstone into the soil and respectfully knocked three times: "I will say goodbye to you, and I will come to worship again."

After coming out of the same way, Ma Rui was stunned as he stretched out his head, because there were two pairs of leather boots in front of him.

The crescent moon was faintly confused and could not see the other person's appearance. Ma Rui raised his face and could only see the other person's dark robe. He was so scared that he was about to go back immediately.

"Come out." It seemed as if we could see what Ma Rui was thinking. A gentle voice sounded without any fireworks, but it was tough and undeniable: "We have been waiting for you for a long time."

Just looking at the exquisite leather boots, Ma Rui knew that these two people had a good status. According to the workmanship and materials, they were definitely not affordable outfits like Ma Rui, who was a small town master. Even if they ordered at a high price, they would not step on expensive leather boots to the wilderness. After waiting for a long time, they could tell that these two people had been following each other, but Ma Rui had no idea and could understand the earth escape technique, which showed that they were extraordinary.

Ma Rui felt his scalp numb, but fortunately the other party didn't take action directly, otherwise, as Ma Rui showed only one head and looked like a human-like look, he could kick his head away as a ball.

After getting out and dusting the mud on his body, Ma Rui took the opportunity to see the two of them clearly.

They were all wearing dark-collared robes, and the belts on their waists were dark and shallow. The dark-collared belt was thin, with a thin eyebrows and wide forehead, and a pair of willow-leaf eyes looking at Ma Rui as if they were smiling. Another young man with a shallow waist was probably in his early twenties, with sword-browed eyebrows and phoenix eyes, staring at Ma Rui with a vigilant look.

Ma Rui is now increasingly afraid to rely on his sense of five elements. First, Li Qingzhao, and then Huo Qing, and he can't smell the concentration of the five elements. For example, the two people in front of him, Ma Rui can smell the younger ones probably in the earth-attribute Nascent Soul stage realm, but he can't smell any of the elderly. But according to common sense, the expressions of the two people are probably the real master.

"I wonder what you two can give me?" If Ma Rui could take off his clothes and dry them and blow them, but he could only dust the stains in front of others, shaking out waves of sand and gravel.

"Young Master Ma's family is rich and has a famous teacher to give advice. Why do you have to steal in the middle of the night?" The older man asked back with kind eyes, feeling quite puzzled in his words.

It turns out that he is a tomb robber? Ma Rui turned his head to look at the Chuiyun Peak, and it looked really interesting.

"No, I..." Ma Rui was going to explain, but then he changed his words: "I'm just curious."

"I'm afraid it's not just curious?" The young man with a shallow waist tucked in his waist and yelled coldly: "If you dig a grave, you should be punished if you dig a grave! What's the bulging bag in your arms??"

Ma Rui wanted to retaliate and say nothing about you, but he was forced to take two steps back by a kind and earthy aura, and his words softened: "The family's bad account book is just a plan to bury the bill."

"Bad account book?" The young man was angry and full of anger at Ma Rui's lies that seemed to insult IQ: "Then let us see!"

"Why, why?" Ma Rui was shocked and took two steps back, sighing in his heart that he would have not copied it if he had known!

"It's hard for Young Master Ma." The elderly said to smooth things over and said leisurely: "We go down the mountain to inspect, and when we see unfair things and strange things, we always have to take care of them. If we don't follow rules, we won't be able to achieve a square shape, which will be beneficial to everyone."

Going down the mountain to patrol? Is this the person from Wuliang Mountain? Ma Rui quickly collected the latest information.

After a plan came to mind, Ma Rui seemed to have given up his resistance, and he had no choice but to take out the copy of the gold and stone, and said calmly: "It turns out that the masters of Wuliang Mountain have this leisure, so I won't hide it from you. This is the secret method of our master, and I copied it myself."

He held the copy in both hands and served it, but after a long time, no one answered it.

The young man looked embarrassed and turned his head to look at the elderly behind him.

"Since I am in Donglin Hezhou, it is okay to watch a few things in order to eliminate hidden dangers." The elderly seemed to say to their family members, but in fact they said to Ma Ruiting: "If the Tieguan Taoist is not happy, you can go to Wuliangshan Tianhai Pavilion to read the world's minds at any time."

In Qiyuan Continent, the society controlled by the cultivation sects is clearly divided between the Chu River and Han sects, and stealing masters is a matter that each sect hates and is shameless. Wuliangshan disciples are confident that they do not need to learn from other sects, but if they accidentally read the secret mental methods of other sects, or get the other party’s tips, as a tribute, they will also invite the other party to read the mental methods collected by Wuliangshan in exchange.

Since the boss spoke, the young Wuliangshan disciple took the shoddy account book and flipped it out casually. At first, he felt the rough paper and lost his desire to read it. However, after looking at some exquisite words and sentences, he could not move his eyes away, as if no one was around to turn a few pages.

"Cough um!" The elderly coughed violently to remind the younger generation to pay attention to their identity, but it seemed that the latter was too devoted and had no reaction. So he looked charitable and reminded coldly: "Nephew Xiao Mo, do you also want to be a disciple of the Tieguan Taoist?"

The young man, known as Xiao Mo, suddenly shook his penis and threw away the account book in his hand like a hot hand. His head was so shaking that he couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes. He trembled and said, "No, I just now, just now..."

As soon as he talked about the words about the cultivation of earth attributes just now, Xiao Mo was even more frightened and could not even speak.

Ma Rui bent down to pick up the account book, looking neither sad nor happy, waiting for the next plan for the two of them. It seems that Wuliangshan has also heard about the Tieguan Taoist, but his attitude is different from the Blood Refining Sect of the Shanhe Sect. Wuliangshan disciples did not have any awe, but were planning to study and think about it.

"Is this the mental method?" The elderly man calmed down and kind, and suddenly looked cold like ice, urging him to ask impatiently.

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Mo nodded and explained: "It seems that it should be the dual-organization of gold and earth."
Chapter completed!