Chapter 289 The Influence of Kunlun Mountains

In the Taoist temple, although it is daytime, the fire is still burning.

Anyang leaned against the corner of the corner where Xiaochan was originally and squinted and fell asleep. He studied intensely for a whole month, and could be called restless.

And Xiaochan only listened to one lecture. Even if she had to review it again at night, she was not as tired as him. Now she just sits two meters away with her legs in her arms, turning her head to glance at him from time to time, and occasionally looking at Wang Tianyu opposite, thinking to herself. The distance between him and himself, he wanted to sleep but didn't dare to sleep, he lowered his head from time to time to take a nap, and quickly raised his head to look around.

But I don't know when, she also fell asleep.

Yoyo doesn't know how many.

When Anyang woke up, the fire had already been extinguished. Through the gate of the Taoist Temple, he could see the magnificent red glow on the top of the mountain in the distance. It's not a good feeling to sleep until sunset, or after being overtired.

He stood up and stretched out. He couldn't help but walk out. He inadvertently stepped on a dry branch on the ground, and suddenly made a dry sound.

Click!

Xiaochan, who was sitting against the wall with her legs in her arms, raised her head instantly, her eyes were dazed, she looked over vigilantly, and only let her heart down when she saw that it was him. Shaking his head, his long hair fluttered along, until he was a little awake, and then he straightened his two legs that were less than the thickness of his arms, and also stretched his waist, and a pair of smart eyes stared at him without blinking. , There is a chance that the messy hair sticks to the fair face, which is a bit charming.

Anyang felt very painful.

I actually saw this feeling on a little guy who was more than one meter tall!

Could it be that this is the natural racial talent of the fox spirit?

Shaking his head, he walked out.

"I'll go to the mountain spring in the back mountain to take a bath, you wait here obediently."

It wasn't until his back disappeared that Xiaochan retracted her gaze, and she couldn't help but glance at Wang Tianyu who was still awake in front of her. She reached out to touch the hard and cold thing in her arms, and then she felt a little bit of security.

About half an hour later, Anyang had changed into clean clothes and came back with a small fragrant deer, which he had cleaned.

Xiaochan quickly stood up to take it. Because she was not tall enough, in order to keep the deer from falling to the ground, she could only hold it high, which seemed extremely laborious, until she put the deer on the pyre next to it. Only then did he take out the kitchen knife and start cutting, and he was busy preparing for it. She looked like a little daughter-in-law who was cooking at home, but unfortunately she was only seven or eight years old.

Wang Tianyu also woke up, and thanks to Anyang's recording equipment, they also stayed up all night to work hard.

He glanced at Xiaochan in a daze, he was already used to this scene, and then looked at Anyang, who was sitting next to him practicing spells, shook his head vigorously, and the first sentence he said turned out to be: "Brother Anyang, Have you learned the technique of forbidden water, I don't know what went wrong, can you explain it to me."

Xiaochan, who was smearing spices beside her, was stunned, and quietly erected her ears.

The water-forbidding technique is one of the more complex spells in the Kunlun Mountains lecture, and it is not offensive, but it allows people to pass through the water without hindrance without being drowned. This effect is amazing, and it is more practical The spells with attack effects are still strong, but unfortunately the difficulty is not low, and the lecture time is too short, and the Daoist who lectures the Dharma is not very detailed, so most people who want to learn are turned away.

"It's only been a few days, didn't the Taoist say that the disciples with outstanding talents in Kunlun Mountain have to practice repeatedly for more than seven days before they can barely cast it. Brother Tianyu, don't worry, there is always something wrong, just practice for a while. Now, presumably this mere water-forbidden technique won't be too difficult for you."

Anyang was also speechless. He didn't understand the principles of these spells, so he couldn't explain them.

The spell simulation model is a system made of his physical qualities as parameters, which is equivalent to simulating a person with data. This "virtual Anyang model" can be used to simulate spell casting and simulate the characteristics of mana to achieve the effect of spells. Shape, get the best spell casting process, and even experiment recklessly. Anyway, this model has a backup, and it is restored if it is broken.

In this way, it is fast for him to learn a spell, but these parameters are all based on him. They were scanned by the biological auxiliary chip for several days, and his manual additions took a long time. The model obtained after construction cannot be simulated for Wang Tianyu, nor can it be helpful to anyone else.

Wang Tianyu sighed, nodding helplessly, and went to practice silently.

The sky was getting dark, and the size of the group of wandering Taoists in the right side hall seemed to have increased by a few more people. They seemed to be drinking and eating meat. Only then did I find that it was a middle-aged Taoist, with a kind face, a red face, and a faint smell of alcohol on his body.

"Three fellow Daoists, Xiu Ping, this is polite."

The three of them all stood up, bowed back, and each made an introduction, and even Xiaochan said a few words timidly.

The Taoist said: "Although we don't communicate much, we have lived together in this Taoist temple for a month, and it is considered a fate. Now the lectures in the outside hall have ended, and we will be leaving in a few days. At least under the same roof for a month."

"The Daoist said it very well."

Anyang felt speechless for a while, and no one could see that this man was drunk, so he ran over and went crazy.

It wasn't until after a few polite words with him, he staggered back that Wang Tianyu revealed the reason: "This person is not here to get drunk, but to get involved."

Anyang was stunned: "Oh?"

Wang Tianyu tore a piece of deer meat and put it into his mouth, before he said wholeheartedly: "Brother Anyang doesn't know anything, the teaching in the other halls is over, there are so many teaching halls, each person can only listen to one, there are so many teachings and techniques, the preachers I won't repeat it, how much a person can understand. It is rare for a talented person like Anyang to come across in ten thousand years. Therefore, if they want to learn more Taoism, they can only ask others for advice and learn from others. make up."

Only then did Anyang understand a little: "So, what follows is a grand exchange meeting between Taoist wanderers and monsters?"

Wang Tianyu's eyes lit up: "Brother Anyang said it in one sentence, the grand exchange meeting, this word is fresh and clear enough!"

Anyang shook his head, only to feel bored for a while.

He is not very keen on this form of communication.

On the other hand, there was a subtle light in the eyes of Xiaochan next to her, but the light soon dimmed, leaving her alone to deal with those strangers, which is absolutely impossible without thinking.

...

A roasted meat on the grill, and a hanging casserole, is also full of meat stewed and full of aroma.

This is the dinner for three people.

Anyang always felt that someone was looking at him, and turned his head according to his intuition. He saw several monsters in the left side hall staring at this direction. When he saw him, he immediately lowered his head, pretending to be nothing, but his face was because of The embarrassment raised by being discovered could not be concealed, making him puzzled for a while.

About half an hour later, when they finished eating, Xiaochan laboriously carried the tableware and kitchenware to go out to clean, but when she came back, she saw two monsters quietly following her, following her towards the main hall. Xiaochan was nervous for a while, and she couldn't help speeding up her pace. This action made the two monsters in the back even more embarrassed.

These two monsters are both female, perhaps thinking that women have a stronger affinity, one of them is the tall and hot, wheat-colored skin, and a very powerful banshee. Anyang asked Xiaochan, what is this? It was actually a tiger spirit, a proper tigress, while the other banshee was much petite, about the same level as a normal person, and she couldn't tell what her body was.

They should have seen the actions of the Taoist just now. The purpose of these two banshees is similar, but they are much more direct than the Taoist. The cultivation base is profound, and I don’t know the secrets of the Nightmare Prayer technique, the little girl has been thinking hard for a long time, but she has not been able to get the point.”

After a tiger who ravaged the mountains and forests became a master, he actually called himself a little girl, and Anyang couldn't help but feel a chill.

I’m not very busy now, I’ve been cultivating the Dao method for a month, and I just took a break. It’s okay to explain it to them, but as soon as I said a few words, I saw several figures coming from the left side hall one after another. Take a listening posture around the center.

Anyang looked around and saw that all the monsters were big, big and three thick. There was a strong curiosity and a bit of shyness on their faces, as well as silence.

The female tiger Jing scratched her head and said with a grin, "Don't be nervous, fellow Daoist, this spell... we haven't learned all of it."

Anyang's eyes twitched, and he silently told himself that this was not a group of fierce monsters, but a group of primary school students who were listening intently.

Xiaochan felt the atmosphere around her, and was a little scared. She leaned against Anyang in a rare way. At the same time, she quietly raised her ears and began to concentrate on listening.

The method of Nightmare Prayer is a kind of magic that prays to ghosts and gods or curses to do evil things and cause harm to others, so as to achieve blessings for oneself. It contains a variety of methods, but it is actually very simple. Most of the other cultivators can do these ordinary methods, and probably only these monsters can't.

They should have come to ask for advice after seeing that Anyang is easier to talk to, and they should be more familiar with the Taoist priests on the other side of the side hall.

The flames flickered and swayed, hitting the shadows of the honest-looking monsters on the wall, sparks splashing from the pyre, making a crackling sound, accompanied by a calm and gentle male voice, resounding through the main hall. At this time, the night was already a little deep, and outside, stars could be seen popping out of their heads, quietly moving in mysterious and mysterious trajectories.

Three days later, Kunlun Mountain announced to the world that there were evil demons and demons prevailing in the south. The disciples led the crowd to investigate, hoping that people with justice in their hearts could help Kunlun, and there would be a great reward when they came back.

The name of this eldest disciple is Yan Li. Anyang has seen him from a distance. He is young, but his cultivation is not shallow.

At this time, there are still many monsters and Taoists who have not left the Kunlun Mountains. Among them, some of them are very powerful. They are all moved by the wind. Just because of the phrase "help Kunlun", it can be seen how powerful Kunlun's influence is.

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