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Chapter 12: Chapter 12

The most important thing is that the decoration and furnishings here are not as wild as Lu's training shop.

When I walked out of the bedroom, the sky was gloomy and foggy, which looked very strange.

Fat Yao was not afraid in his heart, but his doubts about how he got here were getting deeper and deeper. Besides the house here, there was another one not far away.

After closing the door and going to another room, what came into view was a rather large desk.

There are everything you need on the desk, including inkstones, brushes, and papers. The most magical thing is the blue jade floating in the air, with a faint golden color on the jade.

You can be sure that you are still in the world of cultivation.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone here..."

Fat Yao shouted at the top of his lungs for a quarter of an hour, but there was still silence all around, not even a sound of an insect. It was as if she was the only one in the world.

Fat Yao still couldn't help but stepped into the house.

The moment she entered was incredible, as if something had been triggered, the stream of jade sheets rushed straight into her brain, and an overwhelming amount of information came flooding in. The impact almost made her faint from pain, and she clung to the edge of the door with her fingers to resist the pressure from her mind.

Swelling and pain.

Fortunes are unparalleled and misfortunes never come alone. At this time, the space was violently distorted, and the earth shook violently, which was stronger than a 12-magnitude earthquake.

"Boom! Bang-dang..."

Unable to care about the pain on her forehead, Pang Yao just wanted to leave here quickly, but just as she was thinking so, she was pulled out, and with her left there were also things on the desk.

The void is vast and boundless. Countless planes were born here, and countless planes fell again. As this small piece of land fell into nothingness, the traces of a generation of powerful cultivators completely disappeared.

It hurt so much that it would be nice if he could faint. That was a delusion. Fat Yao could only hold on to the quilt tightly and hold himself upright.

It hurt for half an hour.

The whole person looked like he had been fished out of the water, lying sprawled on the bed.

It took a while to recover.

Only then did I have the time to organize the lengthy information in my mind.

The place she just went to was not a space, it was just a cave sealed by a high-level power with a talisman array. The location of the cave was unknown, and the key was in the Wendao Lake. Today, she got it, and she had the key to enter the cave.

Chance.

This powerful man, Pang Yao, has also heard about it. He is the first generation city lord of Qixia City, Yuan Fu Daojun. No, this powerful man should be Yuan Fu True Monarch. With great power, he can seal off an area of ​​heaven and earth for his own use. He must transform into a god to cultivate.

Only for talent.

Why is it not recorded in the historical records of Cangnan? Mountains and rivers have changed over thousands of years, and it is normal for some information to be omitted in the long river of time.

The further down the list goes, the more surprised Pang Yao is.

This jade slip records Zhenjun's life-long study of Talisman Tao, from the simple introduction to the profound production of Talisman and Talisman arrays, every detail is detailed, just waiting for the Qi to be introduced into the body to integrate and penetrate it is just around the corner.

Once her meridians are fully grown and she has the physique of a six-year-old child, she will be able to draw Qi into her body. She must work hard to cook.

Fat Yao is crazy happy.

Even if her mother asks her to kill two buckets of rice now, she can do it.

It seemed like a lifetime had passed in Senior's cave, but only two hours had actually passed outside.

By the time Qing Zhui came to ask Lu Leyao to eat, she had already packed herself up properly.

Meal.

Lu Yuanniang: "Use a big bowl for Chui'er."

Huh! She has already thought about how to force this smelly girl to submit.

"There is an auction in the city today. There must be a lot of people coming to customize magic weapons. I'll go and see the shop."

"Little friend Qing Chui, let me help you."

Lin Moyang and Qing Zhui carried a large bowl of food and evacuated quickly, making sure not to be swept away by the strong wind.

Who should look after a weapon training shop? Who in Qixia City doesn’t know how Lu’s weapon training shop operates. It accepts business on the first day of every month and closes the shop on weekdays. It doesn’t accept business when it comes. Who will come after a long time?

The two of them were sitting at the door, chatting and eating, but their ears were perked up, fearing that they had missed something, if someone was really badly repaired!

Um!

It's hard to say that they can only run farther. What's wrong with the fish? Don't let the fish in the pond suffer!

The two of them slowly walked to the door and then slowly moved back to where they were. Dancing on the steel knife was really exciting.

It's so quiet, I can only hear the sound of eating. It doesn't make sense! How can it be possible for that stinky girl to not make a fuss every day when she eats?

Two quarters of an hour later, Pang Yao swayed his short legs, held his head high and held his hands behind his back (he had eaten too much and it was difficult to walk) and walked past the two people with a pace that he didn't recognize.

Qing Chui: "Lin Moyang, what does this girl mean?"

Lin Moyang: "Little friend Qingchui, Yaoyao is looking down on us. It's obviously not difficult to tell. There may be a bit of ridicule."

Qing Chui: "Is this what I'm asking? My aunt is not blind."

"Why does that stinky girl despise labor? Humph! I can't deal with you, just wait. Aunt Qingchui will make a large portion of pig's trotters and beans stewed every day. Isn't she too fat? She will be fat to death."

Lin Moyang...

Only women and villains are difficult to raise, and the sages will never deceive me.

Pang Yao wrote a profound and serious 3,000-word self-reflection, promising to eat on time and on time, never cheating, and exceeding the task limit. The ban was lifted the next day.

I have learned the common basic knowledge a long time ago. Of course, I have to go to school. When I go to school, I don’t have to listen to those weird drawing books.

But the way the Master looked yesterday almost made me so angry that I almost died! Can I still go to school? It’s hard to say!

After getting up early and eating a good meal, Pangyao declined everyone in the family to give her a meal and walked into the mist of the morning. No matter what the outcome was, she had to have a correct attitude.

The street is still a street, the Taoist Hall is still the Taoist Hall. In the thick fog, the white-bearded old man stands in front of the door with his hands behind his back. The morning breeze is cool. He is the immortal who wants to walk away on the clouds with the wind behind him.

"Student Lu Leyao pays homage to the Master."

Pang Yao and his hands were polite and graceful, showing off their beauty of green pines and poplars.

"Leyao, no gifts!"

Of course, Pang Yao stopped as soon as she saw the opportunity, and when she was looking for an opportunity to retreat, Master Yu had no intention of letting her go in a hurry.

He held his beard and continued.

"There is no limit to the sea of ​​learning, just like the vast road to immortality. You dare not neglect it at any time. Only by being diligent and diligent can you get twice the result with half the effort. Do you understand?"

Lu Leyao bowed and joined his hands again.

"Disciple thanks Master for his teachings."

The old master saw this in his eyes, nodded and stroked his beard, extremely satisfied.

This woman is not wrong. Even if she is wrong, it is Lu Yuanniang's fault. Besides, a teacher should teach without distinction. He should put more thought into teaching Lu Leyao so that he can live up to his reputation as a disciple.

Master Yu simply refused the city lord's wife's suggestion to fire Lu Leyao based on Lu Hongwen's extreme words. He was even more proud of seeing Lu Leyao so outstanding just now.

"Go on your own!"

Lu Leyao took a few steps back and was about to turn around and leave, when another immature child came closer.

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