Behind the snow-covered mountain, Bo Qiu lazily stood by a lake and commented on Tu Nian's magic, "Not bad, if this were used deep in the mountains, it would definitely be enough for lighting."
"Stop being poor."
Glancing at him, Tu Nian threw himself dejectedly into the giant lotus at his feet, "Why can't it be done?"
Since the courtyard was renovated, she and Bo Qiu had not stayed in the original courtyard. Most of the time they came to the back mountain, which was the courtyard where the three sects had held a meeting a few days ago, to live and practice. Later, they found that the spiritual power around this lake was particularly strong, so they moved their practice here.
Tu Nian had a good talent for talismans and formations and learned quickly, but when it came to spell formulas, he struggled mightily. This was simply because most of Tu Shan's spells were fire-related, and Tu Nian's Chaos Spiritual Root lacked the element of fire in the Five Elements.
"I don't mean to laugh."
With a smile in his fox eyes, Bo Qiu stepped lightly on the lotus leaves and walked into her giant lotus, sitting down next to her. "Compared to a few days ago when you couldn't even light the fireplace, your fire explosion technique has indeed improved greatly."
"Isn't it all your fault?"
Tu Nian, half of his face nestled in the giant lotus, frowned and complained for a while, "I'm just confused. How can you discriminate against someone who created a martial art? Doesn't having a fire spirit root mean you're not worthy of being Tushan's descendant?"
She had heard of individual spells that selected people, but this was the first time she heard of a whole set of spells that selected people. Which good person would discriminate against people based on talent in this matter?
Seeing her puffy face, Bo Qiu reached out and grabbed her with a smile, "My original form is a fire fox. If I don't teach you fire-attributed skills, what else can I teach you? My illusion skills are not limited to your spiritual roots. Why don't you try practicing them?"
"Forget it, forget it. Who wants to practice that crap?"
Shaking off his hand, Tu Nian curled his lips in annoyance and stood up from the giant lotus. After a few jumps, he returned to the shore.
Just kidding, even illusions have different levels. Bo Qiu, as a thousand-year-old fox spirit, is unrivaled in illusion, and it's no exaggeration to say that she has the best skills. If she wants to learn the essence, she'll have to wait until she reaches the Nascent Soul stage. He asked her this, but in the end, he was just teasing her.
Bo Qiu said with a smile: "I was just teasing you, why are you still angry?"
"I'm not really annoyed, I'm just tired from training lately and want to change my mind."
Tu Nian stretched lazily, then turned around and glanced at him, "I'm going back to the sect, so I'll give you two days off, so you can rest up."
After she finished speaking, she took the sword and left. Bo Qiu didn't ask any more questions. After watching her leave with his beautiful fox eyes, he lazily turned over and leaned on the lotus petals, closed his eyes and dozed off.
The sun was high in the sky, a perfect time for a nap. A man named Song had skipped his practice on the pretext of supervising work and was dozing off in a corner. While he was dreaming, a deafening call suddenly rang in his ears.
"Song Chengming——"
"Buzz—"
The ringing in his ears filled his head, and Song Chengming jumped up from the ground, glaring at the people around him, "Damn it, who disturbed my sweet dream!?"
"Oh, so it's here."
Hearing his voice, Tu Nian ran over from a distance with a frown on her face, "Xiao Song, you made it so hard for me to find you."
Song Chengming guessed it was her, rubbing his ears and gritting his teeth as he went up to her, "How many times have I told you not to use the directional Hedong Lion's Roar Talisman on me? You little bastard, you didn't listen at all, did you?"
"Hey, don't be impatient."
Seeing that he was about to take action, Tu Nian quickly took out a lot of fancy things from the mustard seed and stuffed them into his arms, saying, "I don't want to do that either, right? Who told you to be lazy? I have something to do and can't find you, so of course I have to use some special means."
She gave him quite a lot of things. Song Chengming was afraid of dropping them, so he instinctively hugged them. But his hands were immediately empty. Only then did he realize that he had been tricked by her again. With a look of grief and indignation, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Oh my God, please open your eyes and look! How can such a shameless girl be the descendant of Tushan!"
Hearing this idiot yelling about his life story, Tu Nian's alarm bells immediately rang, "What are you yelling about!"
As she spoke, she kicked him in the shin. Song Chengming screamed in pain, and the things he was holding fell to the ground in pieces.
Tu Nian frowned and glared at him, lowering his voice and saying, "Did I tell you my life story so that you can publicize it so loudly?"
This is a long story.
Tu Nian has been learning the Tushan secret method recently. Although he has deliberately avoided people in the back mountain, he is bound to encounter people from the sect who accidentally see him. Song Chengming is one of them.
In fact, the others were fine. After all, the Tushan secret method had been lost for a long time, so Tu Nian just made up a few sentences to fool people. However, when Song Chengming came, it happened that he caught her making talismans.
Song Chengming recognized at a glance that the talismans beside her were from Tushan. Tu Nian could at least make an excuse that the talismans scattered around were bought outside, but the one she was drawing in her hand was difficult to explain. Finally, under Song Chengming's relentless questioning, she had to admit her Tushan background. Of course, this was also because of trust that she confessed.
And this is how the boy repaid her trust!
"Auntie!"
With tears welling up in his eyes from the pain, Song Chengming supported himself on one leg, hopping around and rubbing his calf, which was absolutely bruised, and cried out, "Just look, there's no one here!"
"Walls have ears."
Tu Nian's face was sullen, and he raised his fist to him, "If you don't control your mouth anymore, I will ask Master to rip your mouth off."
Song Chengming decisively admitted his mistake, "Well, you have a backer, I can't afford to offend you, so I won't dare to do it again in the future, okay?"
With his arms around him, Tu Nian snorted, as if to forgive him.
After a while of recovering from the pain in his shin bone, Song Chengming lowered his leg and saw that all the things Tu Nian had stuffed into his mouth had fallen to the ground. He bent down to pick them up, and the more he picked, the more puzzled he looked. "Sister Tu, what on earth are you carrying with you?"
"What the hell?"
Tu Nian had calmed down a bit, but when she heard his nonchalant tone, she immediately became unhappy again and reached out to grab the things he had just picked up. "If you don't want them, give them back to me. You're talking as if I'm happy to give them to you."
"Don't worry."
When he heard that these things were for him, Song Chengming's movements were as fast as lightning. He cleared the ground in a few seconds, then stepped back to avoid Tu Nian's hand. He smiled flatteringly and said, "I am just a country boy with no experience. Sister, please don't bother with me."
Tu Nian, who had long been accustomed to his deadpan expression, rolled her eyes at him and said, "You need materials to research a new talisman, right? Here are these. I happen to be free these past two days, so go tell Senior Brother Li to put your cultivation aside for now, and let's research this new talisman to see if it's any use."
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