After waiting for a long time, Palace Master Murong finally saw a familiar figure.
He quickly ran over and said, "Sect Master Yan, are you done packing? Is there anything else you need help with?"
"No, everything has been arranged. You can leave now."
Yan Huailiu spoke to him calmly.
Palace Master Murong hurried ahead to lead the way: "I'll trouble Sect Master Yan to walk this distance. My teleportation arrays can only be used after leaving the Yuxu Sect's territory."
"Oh, nephew Gu has worked so hard to send us off. Son, why don't you have good eyesight? Don't let nephew Gu get tired in such a hot day. Take over the job of holding the umbrella!"
"I'm sorry, Sect Master Yan, I've been spoiled since I was little, and I don't know how to do things. Look at me."
Palace Master Murong was unusually enthusiastic.
Yan Huailiu felt embarrassed when he heard this.
Fortunately, Gu Xingyun spoke before Murong Xuanlang was about to come over.
"I will go with Master, so there is no need to trouble Young Palace Master. Master is used to me serving him."
Yan Huailiu secretly poked him from behind, signaling him to be more low-key.
Palace Master Murong was a man who had seen a lot of the world, and his expression didn't change at all as he started praising directly.
"As expected of Nephew Gu, he is not only handsome but also so considerate. I would be thankful if those in Xuanyue Palace were half as sensible as Nephew Gu."
"Master Yan, when this is done, please teach me how to train my disciples to be as outstanding as my nephew Gu..."
Palace Master Murong never stopped talking sweet words along the entire way from the sect to the foot of the mountain.
From praising people to praising scenery, from small to big.
It is no exaggeration to say that he praised the cranes of the Yuxu Sect to the utmost.
Yan Huailiu deeply regretted not wearing the half mask when he went out because he was afraid of the heat. It was really embarrassing.
He has a very serious compliment-shame syndrome!
Gu Xingyun was listening attentively and silently wrote down a lot of useful words.
Among the four people, only Murong Xuanlang was like an emotionless background board. He didn't say a word the whole time, and didn't even shift his gaze to the other three.
After leaving the area of Yuxu Sect, Palace Master Murong decisively took out the teleportation jade.
Yan Huailiu breathed a sigh of relief and let him make the arrangements.
This was his first time at Xuanyue Palace, and he felt a little unfamiliar when standing at the door.
But as Palace Master Murong led the way, familiar scenery came into view.
The scene in memory gradually overlapped with the scene at the moment, but there was no evil spirit in the memory.
"From here is the resting place. Sect Master Yan, put your things down first and take a break. I will go call the elders over."
Palace Master Murong gave some instructions, waved his hand to signal Murong Xuanlang to take care of it, and hurried out.
When Yan Huailiu passed the small arch bridge, he suddenly stopped, turned around and waved to Gu Xingyun.
His hand was quickly grasped: "Master, what's wrong?"
His heart instantly dropped into his stomach. Yan Huailiu pinched him back and pulled his hand back: "It's okay, there was a little bug just now."
It’s great that his apprentice is standing here safely, and can hear him speak and see his movements.
Murong Xuanlang glanced at them sideways, pursed his lips, and led them into the yard that had already been cleaned up.
Coincidentally, this place is exactly the courtyard that my original self visited in my memory.
"Master Yan, please." Since leaving Yuxu Sect, Murong Xuanlang finally said something.
"Okay, thank you." Yan Huailiu followed his instructions and walked into the house, putting on a smile and listening to the child talk about various arrangements.
I finally relaxed after the people left.
Seeing Gu Xingyun walking back and forth in the room, he asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"Check if there's anything wrong." Gu Xingyun took his hand away from the wall and frowned, "Master, it smells bad."
"Their formation here should be completely ineffective. If it is still usable, it will not allow the demonic energy to overflow into the house."
Yan Huailiu stood up as he spoke, raised his hand slightly, and summoned Wen Yue.
Using the tip of the sword as a pen, he carefully drew talismans along the perimeter of the room, and as he drew, he taught Gu Xingyun: "Come and watch, and remember as much as you can."
"We're just staying here for a while, so we don't need a very complicated barrier. The first layer is a reverse confinement. The normal method is used to confine those monsters with low cultivation levels."
"Drawing it in reverse now disperses some of the killing, transforming the spell into a protective spell to protect this room."
Gu Xingyun watched carefully. When Yan Huailiu finished painting, he had already deduced the correct way of painting in his mind and wrote down both methods.
"The second level is purification. There are many purification spells. The one I used here is the one that works the fastest."
"It's best to draw the purification spell at the door to stop it directly at the source..."
When talking about serious matters, Yan Huailiu's voice had an indescribable coldness, which was in stark contrast to his usual tone.
Gu Xingyun tried his best to stay focused, but he couldn't help but stare at his profile, the fanaticism in his eyes almost materializing.
As Yan Huailiu was talking, he felt that there was no sound around him, and he couldn't help but look back.
He just happened to meet Gu Xingyun's extremely aggressive gaze, which made him feel embarrassed.
Unable to hold back, he stretched out his hand and flicked his apprentice's forehead: "When I was teaching you, you just listened carefully. Why do you always look at me? Is there something written on my face?"
After saying this, I inexplicably felt that this sentence was familiar, and I laughed out loud.
I can now understand why teachers like to say this.
Gu Xingyun deliberately groaned and covered the place where he was hit with his hand: "Master, it hurts."
"Really? Let me see, why are you so delicate?" Yan Huailiu pulled his hand away and complained. He moved closer to blow him, but was pulled back and kissed for a long time.
"Gu Xingyun!" He turned Wen Yue away, afraid of accidentally poking his apprentice: "Don't touch me outside!"
"Is it not possible when no one is watching?" Gu Xingyun put his arm around his waist and negotiated terms, looking at Yan Huailiu with pitiful eyes.
Someone immediately softened his heart and lowered his voice: "If you are sure no one will see it, it's not impossible..."
After just two minutes of indulgence, he immediately straightened his attitude: "Not now, not even when I'm teaching you seriously."
"I'll listen to Master." Gu Xingyun was very friendly and took the initiative to change the subject: "Master, have you finished drawing the purification spell?"
"There's only one last stroke left, and it's all your fault." Yan Huailiu muttered softly, cleared his throat, and became serious again.
"When you're drawing, remember not to interrupt it, otherwise it will easily be ruined. Also..."
He finished the last stroke, watched the purification array begin to work, and then continued.
"If you draw it on talisman paper, remember to stick it where the foul air is most concentrated. You can disintegrate and purify it at the source. Otherwise, it will be useless."
"Disciple will remember this." Gu Xingyun kept this in mind.
"Speaking of this..." Yan Huailiu frowned and pointed at the demonic energy in the yard that had not yet been purified: "Can you see those?"
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