Ma Yuan was now full of worry, and in order to block Fan Ling's palm, he was actually a little injured. The binary wound talisman could not immediately repair the injury, so it would take some time to recover slowly.

So when he arrived at Wenyuan, Gu Yi asked him to sit down and poured him a glass of water.

"This matter should also be told... You did find Xie Yiyi for me, but unfortunately, it's a duplicate name."

"Repeat name?!" Ma Yuan raised the teacup and threw it on the table, and his mentality instantly broke down.

"How is this possible? The location is right, the time is right, and the name is right, but in the end I get nothing? Let's forget it, Master, you have offended Fan Ling for this!"

"I don't think I offended him. To be precise, he offended me."

Ma Yuan thought he was going to say something, but when he heard it was this, he lifted the light again and again, "When is it now? You still have the heart to joke with me."

"I will deal with this matter myself, you don't have to worry too much." Gu Yi still remembered one thing. He put up the paper and picked up the pen. "I said, Xie Yiyi did this matter beautifully. No matter what the result is, I will teach you my spirit-binding talisman. I will use it once now, and you can see it clearly."

The people of Ma Yuan were about to faint, "Hey, hey, master, can you grasp the key points? It's not my learning to bind spirit talismans now, it's yours now!"

"Don't you learn? Maybe I was seriously injured in three days. Even if I don't die, I have to rest. If I don't learn now, it may take you a long time to learn."

Boss Ma Yuan's face was stunned. He obviously didn't consider that such a thing might happen.

Gu Yi did not ask others to be a perfect bad habit. Everyone has some selfishness. This is normal, "I see clearly..."

"Stop!" Ma Tuzi grabbed his hand and began to show off his handsomeness with a stubborn mind, "I don't learn. Now it should be time to find a way to deal with Fan Ling. You can do it anytime after learning the talisman!"

"real?"

"real!"

"If you want to live with face and suffer, you are talking about people like you. Sooner or later, you will die in this life and pretend not to be able to compare."

"Tsk! Can you say I'm better?"

If you don’t learn for the time being, don’t learn it now. Anyway, the difficulty of this trumpet is so difficult that he has to learn for a few years with his qualifications. It’s no difference between three more days and three less days.

Gu Yi rolled his eyes, "If you don't learn now, come over and I will tell you something. Go..."

The more Ma Yuan heard, his eyes wider, and he could stuff five eggs into his mouth. "Why did you ask me to do this? Would you be a little stupid?"

"If you ask you to go, why don't you talk so much nonsense? Do you go?"

There is anything else Ma Yuan can say, just go there. Although it is strange, before leaving, he seemed to think of something and asked carefully: "What... Master, if you are beaten to bed ill, can you teach me how to write talismans, right?"

Gu Yi: "..."

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...

At night, thousands of houses in Luyang City were lit.

Ye Xiaoniang also knew the whole story. She used to care about one thing, but now she cares about two things.

Xiao Yue'er mentioned that she was lying on a lantern, and she was wearing a fox fur and walked along the curve of the corridor to Wenyuan.

I got sick a few days ago, but now I am getting better. Maybe I have pretended to be in my heart and breathed a sigh of relief. I always feel that my health is getting better.

Through the gap between the branches of the plum tree, she saw Gu Yi sitting by the bed and closing his eyes. The slowly shaking lights reflected his young face flickering.

In her opinion, Gu Yi is not a practitioner, but this state is hard to say whether he is practicing. When she is uncertain, she wants to turn around and leave, but Gu Yi calls her.

"My mother, what's wrong?"

Ye Xiaoniang took the lantern from Xiaoyue'er's hand, "You go and have a rest earlier. I'm in good health and want to say something to him alone."

Xiao Yue'er bowed and took Wenyuan's door with her before leaving.

Gu Yi knew that she was afraid of the cold at this time, so he closed the window and put the blanket on the soft collapse.

He had thought about what the elegant woman in ancient costume looked like, and Ye Xiaoniang's sickly state seemed to fit in a certain way.

"Although today's incident has brought a lot of bad things. But what I want to ask the most is this... You look calm, but I don't have any idea in my heart. How do you deal with the battle in the backstage of the rain? I heard that the palm made Fan Ling the peak of the God-Standard Realm."

"The peak... is actually a false proposition." Gu Yi knew that she couldn't understand it, so he explained, "Practice was divided into meditation, establishing the mind, and guarding the spirit... In the concept of the world, there is a difference between the first entry and the peak of each state, and there is even a middle stage, or almost returning to the Pu. In terms of language description, it is allowed.

But in terms of strength description, it is inaccurate."

"For example... Xiao Niang, is your cooking skills better now or before you get sick?"

Ye Xiaoniang said slowly: "Of course it's before getting sick."

"This is the reason. There are factors that are not practiced and the influence of mood. Practice is to understand one's own mind and understand the world. Although it explains various realms, people will be confused. Some things are understood today, but they will not understand tomorrow."

"But even if I'm in a bad state, the dishes I cook are still delicious."

"I know that Fan Ling is always at the God Realm no matter what, but he is far away from the peak and even further from returning to the Pu. People will be unable to concentrate when they are angry, and their bodies will rust when they are neglected to practice. His palm today told me that he hasn't been out of the palm for a long time."

Ye Xiaoniang seemed to understand, "How do you think through this principle?"

Gu Yi smiled heartily, "I used to dare to argue with three points, but now I can't even decompose the factors... It doesn't matter if you don't understand. In short, the so-called peak is only achieved after diligent practice and hard work to maintain the state. If you don't pay attention, you will fall."

Ye Xiaoniang looked at him deeply, "From you know that you are not an ordinary boy since you know the Bishui Shiwanyang Yang. But even if you are right, Fan Ling is not the peak of the God-Standard Realm, will he be defeated by you? How strong do you have? And... what is really worried about is..."

"…Fan Ling said that the Immortal Academy will not accept you no matter what."

"I heard it, he seemed to say that."

"I'm also a little confused. They all say you are not a practitioner, but someone from Changning Street has seen you performing arts, so are you a practitioner?"

Gu Yi slowly stretched out his index finger, and with a sudden sound, a ball of spiritual energy that was blooming in bloom suddenly appeared. The breathing of flowers and plants in the literary garden could be heard, and the whispers of trees could be heard, and there was a halo, which was endless.

"The rivers and mountains are erect and radiate with qi as their form, all things are thriving with qi as their essence, practice begins with qi, strange phenomena are born with qi, rain and wind are caused by scattered wind, and the rolling Yangtze River has its reasons, but ordinary people do not know it and think it is natural."

"After the ancestors who received the help of the gods and heard the Tao, it was for the blessing of the world. However, the spiritual energy flows in the world, and is vague and untouchable, how can we explain it? He said: Nothing appears is hidden; the secret is subtle and elusive, how can we explain it? He said: Nothing is visible is subtle. Then we understand the truth, know that the actions are far away, we will be inferior, know that thousands of levels of cultivation arise from the concentration energy, and know that the first realm of cultivation... is called entering into concentration."

Buzz!

The spiral petals at the tip of the index finger suddenly accelerated, bursting out a tiny but sharp sound. The lights went out in the wind, and the wind blew in the courtyard in silence, the fallen leaves flew, the branches swayed, and their light was so grand that they could not be seen.
Chapter completed!