Qi Wuhuo couldn't understand at all what Emperor Dongyue taught him, let alone grasp and understand it.

That kind of loftiness, hugeness, and complexity almost gave Qi Wuhuo the feeling that Xia Chong could not speak of ice, because in Xia Chong's lifespan, he had never seen ice, and even the clever Xia Chong could not understand it.

Everything in winter feels chilling, and no matter how strong Qi Wuhuo's understanding is, he is still only a sixteen-year-old boy.

He could not understand that the great emperor who had been cultivating Taoism for thousands of years, after having gone through the three talents, the innate Qi, the three flowers gathered at the top, the eight difficulties, the five Qi, transformed into pure Yang, and followed his own path, he continued to follow the path for thousands of years.

The great emperor, what a vast and huge scenery he saw.

Now the scroll that the great emperor told him was vast, but it was just a 'scroll'.

Even with Qi Wuhuo's talent, it took him a long time to memorize it.

He also changed some of the formations, and Emperor Dongyue used a burst of Qi to cover his body and sent him back to the room where he was. The young Taoist transformed into his original appearance, stood by the window, opened the window, and heard the chirping of birds.

Over time, he saw the sun rising, and the bright sunlight setting, shining on the mountains, rivers and valleys, causing ripples in layers, making people lose their minds because of this tranquility and beauty.

The young violinist saw young girls from the Blue Lion tribe practicing and breathing on the top of the mountain.

After beating up his fists and taking elixirs, a young man in the distance saw the young violinist wearing moon-white clothes, waved to him, smiled brightly and innocently, and shouted loudly: "Master, Wuhen Musician!" It seemed like last night's banquet.

I once heard a young Taoist play the piano, but doing these things while practicing naturally made the teacher dissatisfied, and he hit the young man on the head with a shaking hand.

Then the green lion with a solemn expression saluted far away in the direction of Qi Wuhuo.

He took a group of young people and continued away to breathe in the mountains.

The clear springs flowing up the rocks and the deep valleys between the mountains are a wonderful scenery.

Just like Jinzhou back then.

The young Taoist knew that all this tranquility and peace were based on the status and strength of the Blue Lion Great Sage, so they would all be destroyed by his own formation. He stood there quietly and turned around when he heard a voice coming from behind.

I walked forward and saw the little guy stretching outside the door with a confused look on his face.

The young Taoist stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaopengcao's hair and said, "Go and wash up."

"Um!"

Xiaopengcao nodded vigorously.

Just a moment later, I saw the little guy running over while treading water. There was a panicked emotion on his cheek that had recently become a little brighter, and he could clearly read, 'Why is that woman here again!'

Confused and secretly grinding his teeth in anger, he suddenly hid behind the Taoist, and a small head popped out from behind his sleeves, looking at the distance with a wary face.

The young Taoist sighed.

Voices have been heard:

"Xiao Pengcao, sister is here to find you."

As expected, Qi Wuhuo sensed that the woman disguised as a man, Huang Yao, appeared here again. The latter did not care about Qi Wuhuo, but took out some more candies, smiled and said to the little Pengcao behind the young Taoist: "Come on, today

My sister has brought you new snacks, which are much better than those made by rough local chefs like the Blue Lion Clan."

Xiao Pengcao grabbed Qi Wulu's sleeves with both hands and glared at the woman in front of him with bared teeth.

The latter saw that the little guy didn't seem to be coming, and Huang Yao didn't care. He just gently placed the crystal-clear, luminous snack on the table on one side, hanging it in the air, and then left with regret.

To this day, she still hopes to take Xiaopengcao away.

"You are too weak to protect her."

When Huang Yao was talking to Qi Wuhuo, his tone was cold and matter-of-fact.

With a natural arrogance.

"You, even if you add Siyou now, you can't protect her."

"Only by leaving it to me can she live and you can live."

Qi Wuhuo faced her silently.

Huang Yao's tone was calm: "You are following the path of robbery and killing. You don't think that because you have a deep foundation and a strong foundation, you can take this path as a matter of course, right? Haotian Shang has to go through tribulations, let alone you.

What? There is still a month left until the end, and I will wait for you to make a decision."

"Or, in this case, if you don't want the magic weapon of the immortal family, how about this kind of elixir?"

There was a porcelain bottle in Huang Yao's hand, emitting a crystal-clear light like jade, and he half-smiled: "This can extend your life span."

"Even an Earth Immortal can be useful."

"It's enough to extend the life of Miss Siyou for a period of time and resist the damage caused by the eight difficulties to the soul. For the earth immortals, this is a treasure that is enough to make them pay all the price. How about it? You value this little guy more.

? Or Miss Siyou who will protect you?"

"One for one, very fair."

The little fluffy grass hesitated.

Siyou stood in the courtyard and replied with a warm and soft voice:

"I appreciate Miss Huang Yao's kindness. Such a treasure is too valuable."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to live up to such a favor."

Huang Yao smiled slightly: "Miss Siyou, you are really considerate of this Wuhen piano master. Otherwise, the choice of whether to keep Xiao Pengcao by your side or save your life would be very difficult. After all, you

He only has less than ten days left to live."

The white-haired woman stood in the courtyard and said with a smile: "Knowing the sky and guarding the destiny, all living things are alive, not just seeking immortality."

Huang Yao stroked his palms and said with a smile: "The best."

"Facing one's own life and death, one can still be so calm and unhurried."

"Miss Siyou, she is indeed a beauty who made countless heroes bow down in the past. If it were just for the beauty of appearance, there are countless women in the world who can be said to be the most beautiful. Only with such a style can they be considered unparalleled. It seems that this deal

It can't be done." She shook her head, turned and left, suddenly shaking her hands, and threw the bottle of elixir towards Qi Wuhuo.

Qi Wuhuo raised his hand and grabbed it.

Huang Yao smiled lazily, opened the folding fan and shook it gently, saying:

"It would be a pity for such a beauty to die."

"This elixir can solve your eight catastrophes this time, but it is not a long-term solution."

"The ritual in one month's time is probably the biggest event for the demon clan since the fall of the Demon King. Such a thing is bigger than what happened to Sao Feng. Miss Siyou, you must at least see that scene before you die, otherwise,

It's such a pity..." Huang Yao seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He closed his folding fan and dispersed into Qi, never to be seen again.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the elixir. He was amazed by the sheer and powerful properties of the elixir. Siyou stared at the direction of Huangyao's retreat, frowning slightly. After a long time, he looked away and just sighed. The young Taoist took the elixir.

After giving the medicine to Siyou, he saw the complexity on her face. He originally wanted to ask Uncle Niu about what happened with her back then, but he didn't know how to ask.

Siyou collected the elixir and put it into his sleeve.

It's just that the young Taoist didn't know whether the woman in front of him, who existed when Qinyin Pavilion was founded, and the legend of the monster clan, would take this elixir. After she left, Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and deduced the formation in his mind.

The time spent at the ritual site to replace the formations is very short, and all must be spent on changing the formations.

Only one month.

Change the rituals of the great sage level.

Every ounce of time and energy must be used, and there must be no room for waste.

In the next few days, apart from playing the piano, Qi Wuhuo focused all his energy on changing the formation rituals. When his soul was exhausted, he would listen to the mysterious and complicated teachings taught by Emperor Dongyue.

What Qi Wuhuo couldn't understand at all was that it was extremely difficult to promote the formation. The emperor-level rituals covering hundreds of miles in radius would make the Blue Lion Great Sage notice if he made a single mistake.

At that time, all previous efforts were in vain.

The Blue Lion Great Sage treated the violinist extremely well.

What is delivered every day is all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, and things cooked by spiritual animals.

There are also members of the clan coming here to serve.

There are many requests, but every request is met. It can be said that the treatment is extremely generous and the courtesy is generous.

But on the fifth day, when the young Taoist was resting and recuperating, the Blue Lion Great Sage came to visit him in the courtyard. Before he came in, he heard hearty laughter: "Hahahaha Wuhen Qinshi, it's...

What are you doing? I don’t know if my place is much more miserable than Qinyin Pavilion. I don’t know if you can get used to it. "

The Green Lion Monkey King is extremely tall, about nine feet tall. His facial features are rough, but he is also very bold and heroic. His hair is swollen, with only a steel ring standing upright. His eyes are huge and lively, and he is very tall.

When he walked in, he was still carrying a fishing rod and a bucket. When he saw that the young Taoist seemed to be resting his mind, he simply dragged him out and went fishing in the deep valley.

The Blue Lion Great Sage handed a fishing rod to Qi Wuhuo, sat cross-legged on the bluestone, and said proudly:

"Today I used the best beef and minced it to make a nest here."

"I'm sure I can catch enough fish!"

The young Taoist was surprised that the Blue Lion Monkey King was sitting there, all the murderous and majestic Qi in his body had been restrained, his eyebrows were peaceful, and when he was fishing, he seemed to be a Buddha statue, and he seemed to be a Taoist statue of the True King.

There was not even the slightest ripple, but although there were many fish, few were caught and refused to bite the hook.

"After all, all living things are derived from one, so even if they are transformed into one of the ten thousand spirits."
To be continued...