Section 1: Little Yunyu Jue (Part 1) (《》)

"Don't forget!"

"Even if you die, you must not forget it!"

A strange and familiar voice was like coming from the depths of the clouds. Over and over again, the echoes were floating, layer by layer, and lasting for a long time.

who?

Can't forget it?

What can't be forgotten?

He woke up suddenly. As usual, he was soaked all over and his clothes were pressing against his body, which was very uncomfortable. He sat up straight, and the stars above his head and the dark night were reminding him that it was still early before dawn. A gust of night wind blew, and the coolness blew.

It's this dream again!

You can breathe a long breath habitually. It’s still early, so let’s go to bed later.

He lay down again.

"Brother Mo, remember to help me water. We just signed an agreement at the beginning of the month, and we will count on you for the harvest this year."

Before he could reach the mountain pass, Zuo Mo heard someone shouting from afar. An old man who looked about fifty years old, black and thin, stood in the field. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell the person standing there.

The old man is nicknamed Lao Heitou, and his real name is unknown. He is the oldest disciple of Wukong Sword Sect.

Zuo Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I can't forget it. Don't worry, it's your turn tomorrow!"

He was like a bamboo pole, and his crimson and green outer disciples were hung on his body, and he was loose and loose. The slippery thing when he talked to him was his stiff wooden face, which was gloomy and gloomy.

Zuo Mo's zombie face was his signature. At first, everyone kept a distance from him, but gradually everyone discovered that except for his face, he had a very good temper and personality, and he became more involved. Two years later, he was the most popular among his outer disciples.

The old blackhead smiled happily and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay! Brother Mo, you have never seen anyone else use your unique skills."

Zuo Mo's hand [Little Yunyu Jue] is indeed commendable. The third level [Little Yunyu Jue] is unique among the outer disciples. It is with this hand that he almost took over all the work of Shiyu in the entire sect's spiritual field.

[Little Yunyu Art] is not a profound magic art. Everyone knows it. It is mainly used to rain the spiritual field, that is, water it. The first level only takes three or five days to learn it. The second level can be easily achieved in one or two years. However, starting from the third level, it requires personal understanding to be learned. Among the entire outer disciples of Wukong Sword Sect, Zuo Mo successfully understood it.

[Little Yunyu Jue] After reaching the third level, the efficacy has increased greatly and can greatly increase the output of Linggu Lingcai. Because of this, since he broke through the third level, his status in the sect has undergone earth-shaking changes, and his name has changed from zombie Xiao Mo to Brother Mo.

Zuo Mo waved his hand and said goodbye to the old blackhead.

He bared his teeth and moved the bag on his shoulders, and his shoulders were painful. The 300-pound Linggu on his shoulders almost broke his thin shoulders.

A thin zombie, carrying a cloth bag several times larger than his body, moved hard in the mountain path.

He walked to the mountain gate with three hundred jin Linggu on his back. As soon as he passed the mountain gate, he threw the cloth bag on his shoulder to the ground, and his legs spread apart, slumping, making him unable to breathe.

After resting for a while, his physical strength recovered slightly, he stood up and carefully took out a grassy yellow paper crane from his arms.

The size of a paper crane is a palm-sized piece, folded into yellow straw paper, with cinnabar painting talismans painted on it.

When the spiritual power is input, the paper crane becomes larger when the wind is seen, and its shape is slightly larger than that of the real crane. The thin bamboo is used as a bracket, and a layer of yellow grass paper is pasted on it, and the whole body is covered with cinnabar talisman marks that are curved like tadpoles. However, the workmanship is obviously not very good, and many bonding areas have rough edges. The grade of yellow paper is very low, and grass clippings can be seen everywhere in the paper.
Chapter completed!