Thinking of this, Qi Fan had a slight headache. After pondering for a long time, Qi Fan decided to use his spiritual sense to search again. Even though he came, he still wanted to find it.
As for whether there would be monks in the city, and whether such extensive use of spiritual consciousness would offend other people, Qi Fan felt that it would not.
This is still the territory of the Lieyang Sect, and there should be no monks. Of course, this also involves gambling, but there is nothing we can do about it.
The Four Sacred Pavilions didn't care, and Yu Hai didn't know that it was too difficult for him to search aimlessly like this.
The spiritual consciousness comparable to the late stage of pill formation suddenly extended outward like a spring. Although Maple City was not big, Qi Fan still could not completely cover the entire Maple City.
After searching the Dongcheng District for a quarter of an hour, there was no clue. Then Qi Fan left the inn and started searching the other side.
At this time, in a study room in Xicheng District, sweet music came from a wing in the backyard.
In the side room, incense curled up, exuding a light fragrance.
The furnishings are simple, but there are mostly musical instruments, such as guzheng, pipa, erhu, flute, etc., and some rarely seen musical instruments are hung on the walls on both sides.
There were only two people in the room. A woman in her twenties was playing the piano, her slender fingers dancing on the strings. Every time she danced, the sound of the piano would become different.
The other person is a woman dressed plainly and elegantly. Some silver threads can still be seen at the end of the woman's hair. She is sitting on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she is asleep.
The next moment, the woman playing the piano frowned slightly, 'Where is this monk from? He is so arrogant in using spiritual consciousness so wantonly!'
'However, this person is so strong. He should have the strength to reach the late stage of pill formation!'
'But you act so openly, what do you want to do?'
Although the mind of the woman playing the piano was disturbed, the jade fingers playing the piano were not disturbed at all, they were still jumping on the piano, and the sound of the piano was still pleasant, which showed that the woman had extraordinary attainments in the art of music.
However, the earlobes of the woman sitting behind him moved slightly, and then she said: "Be calm."
There was no change in the music, but the woman's mood swings were detected in the music for a moment.
Obviously, this woman's attainments in the art of music are absolutely terrifying.
"Yes, Master." The woman said respectfully. After a few more breaths, the woman's state of mind gradually stabilized, and the music she played returned to its previous state.
Although the woman called Master asked the woman to calm down, there was a look of surprise in her eyes.
A kid in the late stage of condensation, his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of the late stage of elixir formation. Who is this monster?
On the other side, Qi Fan, who was walking on the street searching, was startled. His spiritual consciousness was quickly retracted like a tide, and he looked in one direction of Xicheng District in surprise.
‘It can’t be such a coincidence, right? I’ve passed through so many cities without encountering a monk, but I just happened to do a search in Maple City and bumped into him?’
At the moment of being surprised, a flash of light flashed in my mind, maybe having monks is better than not having monks.
If the fat man appears in Maple City, the monks are more likely to know about the fat man than ordinary people.
If I feel right, that spiritual consciousness should be at the early stage of pill formation. I didn't expect that there would be pill formation monks in a small place like Maple City.
I just don’t know whether this pill-forming monk is passing by or living in seclusion here, whether he is a friend or... an enemy?
Qi Fan's eyes changed, and the next moment he turned around and walked towards the place he had offended before. Whether it was an enemy or a friend, you would naturally know after you went there.
If you are a friend, then you are going to visit and apologize! No one can say anything if you apologize for the previous offense!
If it's an enemy, then it's a good time to find out more information.
After a while, Qi Fan's figure appeared in front of a study. The study was not big, with only two courtyards at the front and back.
Above the main entrance of the study, there is an old plaque hanging, "Xianyun Study". It is obvious that this study has been in existence for many years.
There were bursts of crisp reciting sounds coming from the study. There were young children, as well as teenagers aged eleven or twelve. The older ones could not be seen.
The sound of reciting is also mixed with the sound of a piano, but the sound is very faint, and it is difficult to detect it if you don't listen carefully.
Qi Fan looked at the study in front of him with something strange, not because there was a study here, but because this study was different from the one in his memory.
There are studies and even academies in every city, but not everyone is qualified to study.
Studying sounds simple, but the cost involved is enough to crush an ordinary family.
Not to mention anything else, the pen, ink, paper and inkstones required are not something that some ordinary people can afford, let alone the need to repair.
In Qi Fan's memory, those who can study are children whose families have enough food. It can be said that they are either rich or noble.
But the study in front of me looks quite old. The young children studying there are all sallow and skinny or their clothes are old. At first glance, they are children from poor families.
This is what surprised Qi Fan. Moreover, the teacher inside was actually the old man who had persuaded him on the street before.
I couldn't help but said to myself, 'Are there really such kind-hearted people in the world?'
Qi Fan stood outside the door and looked at the old man carefully. There was a look of suspicion in his eyes. Is it an illusion? But this is indeed the place where the spiritual consciousness offended him.
But this old man looked like an ordinary person. When I met him on the street before, my spiritual consciousness scanned him and he was indeed an ordinary person.
It doesn't look like the pill-forming monk that I sensed at all. Could it be that there is another monk? Is it the person who plays the harp?
With this kind of thinking, Qi Fan stood quietly outside the door and waited.
Qi Fan could not do such rude behavior by rashly interrupting other people's lectures.
Not to mention that I came here to make amends.
The sun was high in the sky and it was almost noon. In the study, the old man looked at the sky and said, "Okay, that's all for today. You can go back and eat."
"There is another class in the afternoon, don't forget it."
About twenty children of different ages stood up at the same time. It was very natural, as if they had done it countless times. They bowed and saluted meticulously: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher. Goodbye, teacher."
Every child has the purest gratitude in their eyes.
"Okay, okay, let's go." The old man replied with a smile.
At this time, some young children showed their true nature and ran out jumping.
The old man followed the students and watched the children leaving their study rooms one by one, with indescribable kindness in his eyes.
Immediately, the old man saw a young man standing outside the door, who seemed familiar. After a moment of thought, he remembered it, walked up and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, little brother."
Qi Fan cupped his hands and said, "Unfortunately, the boy came here to apologize for offending the old man before." Regardless of whether the old man in front of him is a monk or not, if he can get along with the alchemy monk, it is better to show some respect.