"Where is Guiyuan?"

"Master Uncle is now living in the Imperial Master's Mansion. Nothing major is happening in the temple, so he usually only comes back once every two weeks."

Qingyi looked at Yangyang curiously.

"What do you want to talk to your uncle about? Tell me and I'll pass it on for you."

Hearing this, Yangyang's eyes turned and he waved to Qingyi.

Qingyi squatted down and put his ear closer.

As soon as Yangyang opened his mouth, he felt an itch in his ears and subconsciously shrank back.

"I haven't said it yet!"

"Sorry, my ears are a little itchy."

Qingyi scratched his ear and smiled awkwardly.

Yangyang stood on tiptoe and leaned close to his ear.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Qingyi dodged again.

Yangyang: “…”

This whisper cannot be said at all!

Yangyang shook her head and could only pull Qingyi into her spiritual realm.

Qingyi saw the scene in front of her suddenly change and her eyes widened in shock.

"Where...where is this?"

"This is my spiritual realm. Your uncle has been here before."

The childish voice slowly entered Qingyi's ears.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge lotus floating on a small river.

Yangyang sat on the lotus, sucking her fingers.

Seeing Qingyi looking at her, she slowly put down her hand and cleared her throat.

Deliberately make yourself look more serious.

"You...you are Yangyang?"

Qingyi was a little surprised.

But soon, he came to his senses.

The last time he was at Tianji Temple, he discovered that Yangyang was not an ordinary child.

She is very powerful, more powerful than all of her fellow brothers.

But he didn't expect that she was so powerful that she had her own spiritual realm.

He loved reading and had seen descriptions of the spiritual realm in ancient books before.

The spiritual realm is a virtual space temporarily opened up by people with high levels of cultivation using their spiritual power.

Seeing Qingyi in a daze, Yangyang opened his mouth.

She wanted him to pass the message to Gui Yuan on her behalf.

But before she could say anything, she felt it was too troublesome to pass on the message.

"Qingyi, can you draw talismans?"

"meeting!"

Qingyi nodded, her eyes filled with confidence.

But when he thought about the fact that the person sitting in front of him was a Taoist master, he added, "I know a little bit."

"See if you can draw this talisman?"

As he spoke, Yangyang raised his hand.

The pattern of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman appeared in front of Qingyi.

Yangyang saw that he was so lost in thought and suddenly lost hope in him.

It took such a long time for Guiyuan to learn the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

I think Qingyi couldn't remember it for a while.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it now. Find an excuse later and take me to the quiet room. I want to draw..."

"I remember it!"

"Um?"

Before Yangyang could finish her words, she was interrupted by Qingyi.

She blinked and looked at him in surprise.

"You only looked at it for a short while, and you remembered it?"

"A talisman is divided into the talisman head, talisman core, talisman orifice and talisman foot.

Although the methods of drawing each talisman are different, the essence remains the same.

Once you get the hang of it, it’s pretty quick to memorize.”

Qingyi's lips curled up slightly, with a faint smile in her eyes.

Yangyang's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that there was such a talented person in Xuanqing Temple.

It was easy for him to say this.

But some people may never understand it in their entire life.

Just like the old man Guiyuan, doesn’t he rely on rote memorization?

If he knew that Qing Yi memorized the Heavenly Thunder Talisman after just one glance, he would probably blush with shame.

"Yangyang, what kind of talisman is this?"

"It's the Heavenly Thunder Talisman."

Yangyang pulled himself back to his thoughts.

"Qingyi, find an excuse and take me to the quiet room. I want to check if you really remember it."

Yangyang said it seriously, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.

Once Qingyi draws the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, she won’t have to look for Guiyuan anymore.

Hearing her words, Qingyi nodded.

But soon, he thought of another question.

"Yangyang, can you please not... not tell my uncle about the fact that you taught me how to draw talismans?

I am a disciple of Xuanqing Temple. I am afraid that my uncle will be angry if I secretly learn things outside of the Taoist temple. "

"Don't worry. If you learn from others, Gui Yuan might get angry. But if you learn from me, he won't be angry."

Seeing Yangyang speak so confidently, Qingyi tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with doubts.

"Why?"

"Because I am also from Xuanqing Temple. According to seniority, you have to call me Grandma, the Grandmother."

"What?"

Qingyi widened her eyes and looked at her in surprise.

Is he dreaming?

Why is there suddenly a grandmother in my dream?

Seeing that he didn't believe her, Yangyang kicked his legs and kicked him out in the air.

Qingyi staggered and almost lost his balance.

Qingluan, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly supported him.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? We called you for a long time just now, but you didn't respond at all."

Hearing Qingluan's voice, Qingyi came back to his senses.

He turned around and looked around, and found that he had returned to Xuanqing Temple.

"I...I accidentally got distracted."

"You can be distracted even when standing! Senior brother is senior brother, you are really awesome!"

Qing Cang raised his hand and gave him a thumbs up.

Qingyi looked at him, then turned to look at Yangyang.

Yangyang just blinked at him and kicked her legs.

Qingyi immediately realized that what had just happened was not a dream but a real thing.

And he was just kicked out by Yangyang!

Thinking of this, his face turned red and there was a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Sir, when my uncle came back last time, he said he had something to give to Yangyang.

"Master uncle put the things in the quiet room. I want to take Yangyang to get them. Is that ok?"

[Tsing Yi's excuse is really lame! What if my mother wants to follow us? Wouldn't that expose her?]

[Qing Yi is still too honest. If I had known this, I should have dragged the four of them into the spirit realm together.]

[Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang! I don't believe that the four of them together can't come up with a good excuse! ]

Excuse?

What does this little guy want to do?

She had clearly been here the entire time, so why hadn't I seen her and Qingyi? How were they in cahoots?

"Good Lord..."

Seeing that Yun Wanrou didn't say anything, Qingyi called her softly.

She pulled herself back to her thoughts, met Qingyi's eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll take her with you!"

"Need not!"

Qing Yi quickly waved her hand to refuse.

His eyes turned and he stammered, "Master said...said that only Yangyang can see this thing!"

Yun Wanrou: “…”

It was indeed a poor excuse.

Thinking of this, she looked down at Yangyang in her arms.

Yangyang raised his hand to support his forehead, looking speechless.

Feeling Yun Wanrou's gaze, Yangyang put down his hand and smiled at her.

"Mom, I want to go!"

[There is no other way. I have to do it myself.]

[If Qing Yi continues to make up stories, who knows what kind of nonsense he will come up with? ]