Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 62

"Master, look at Junior Brother, this move is too slow, no wonder it was interrupted."

"Indeed, if..."

Yu Feng looked at Fengyuntai. He personally taught most of Jiang Qinghe's swordsmanship. He has a good understanding, but he is too stubborn and impetuous.

"Sister."

Before he finished commenting, Yan Yun in front turned around and called Song Qingyue quietly.

"what happened?"

Song Qingyue raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her, a little puzzled.

Yu Feng was interrupted, and gave Yan Yun a faint look.

"It's nothing."

Yan Yun smiled awkwardly, then turned back.

"..."

Song Qingyue glared at her lightly, and continued talking to Yu Feng.

But then, a strange scene appeared between the three of them, as soon as the two of them spoke, Yan Yun ordered to turn around and call Song Qingyue.

After going back and forth like this ten times, Song Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and even Yu Feng's eyes were stained with displeasure.

What the hell is this Yanyun doing?
Let alone them, Yan Yun is guilty, there are so many people here, it is impossible to beat her up, right?
"Congratulations to the host for completing the task—"

"Yan Yun, what do you want!"

Song Qingyue narrowed his eyes slightly, strands of spiritual power wrapped around his hands, as if he was about to attack her in the next second.

"Hehehe Senior Sister, don't be angry, it's not been too long since I haven't seen you, I wanted to call you a few more words..."

Yan Yun's expression froze, he forcibly held down his trembling legs, and showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"You really want to see me?"

"In this case, then you can come back, I think the master really wants you to come back."

When she said this, Yan Yun couldn't hold back his expression anymore.

She's only going back after a brain twitch...

"Right, Master."

Song Qingyue was afraid that things would not be chaotic enough, so he looked at Yu Feng with a smile, like a little fox who just got his way.

"..."

Yu Feng's expression remained unchanged, as indifferent and indifferent as ever, and he gave her a casual look, as if he regarded her as nothing.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Yun only felt it was ridiculous.

Sensing the sarcasm in her eyes, Yu Feng felt annoyed for no reason, as if the smallness in his heart had been seen through.

At this time, Jiang Qinghe also ended the game.

He made it to the finals and was happily running over to claim credit.

Looking at the strange atmosphere among the three, Jiang Qinghe silently withdrew the worthless smile on his face.

"Brother, congratulations."

When he was in a daze, Yan Yun's sincere and gentle voice sounded.

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

Jiang Qinghe laughed again, sat next to her, and began to chatter, "You don't even know how scary it was just now, that kid is so vicious, I almost fell for it..."

They spoke alone, and listened quietly alone, the atmosphere was not harmonious.

Yu Feng looked at them, and couldn't help but recall in his mind that when Yan Yun first started, they seemed to have had such a moment...

He felt that he was really dazed.

"Master, I want to go back."

It wasn't until Song Qingyue opened his mouth that he finally regained his composure.

The girl's eyes were bright and moving, just looking at him like this, reflecting him in it, as if he was the only one in her world.

Yu Feng's eyes couldn't help being stained with a trace of tenderness, "Yes."

Maybe all of this was predestined, she would always return to his side and stand upright by his side.

After the two left, Yan Yun completely relaxed.

The sky in the morning was very cloudy, and the sun gradually came out around noon.

If it wasn't for someone who came suddenly and called Jiang Qinghe away, he probably could chat for another afternoon.

Yan Yun left Fengyun Terrace and went down the mountain.

Just as Lu Li was about to close the shop, suddenly a person popped out. He stared intently for a long time, and there was a glimmer of joy in his eyes, "Oh, it's you."

Yan Yun was a little surprised that he recognized her today.

"Can you practice Fubi?"

He reopened the door and let her in.

Hearing her question, Lu Li nodded, "Yes."

He collected some materials from the shelf, and asked as he walked, "What do you want a talisman for? I have rarely made this kind of thing, and it may not be so good."

In the end, I was a little embarrassed, "But don't worry, it's still okay to use it ten or twenty times."

Yan Yun didn't expect him to do well, after all, that's where the level of this product lies.

After waiting for about an hour, Lu Li came out with a bunch of talisman pens, "If Bai Lingyu is used as the material, this grade must be assigned a higher level."

"There is nothing in a dream."

Yan Yun accepted the talisman pen and looked at him helplessly.

Bai Lingyu is a top-level material, and it is hard to find a thousand dollars. Using Bai Lingyu at his level is a waste, a waste!
"If you look down on me, don't be so obvious..."

Lu Li muttered, although he did order something.

Riding on the setting sun, Yan Yun returned to Changle Sect.

She sat in the bamboo forest behind Linshui Residence, took out the "Introductory Guide to Charms", sat under the tall bamboo, looked at it line by line, and understood...

Charms pay attention to the aura of heaven and earth, and they need to be injected into them to take effect when they are drawn. It is difficult for her to learn it temporarily like her.

After she read the introductory guide several times, she began to practice from the simplest entry-level spells.

It started off pretty well, but when she got to the basic spells, she was completely out of it.

She drew stroke by stroke, and some of them couldn't continue to draw, or the talisman broke directly...

"Why do you have to learn this?"

Duocai didn't understand what Yan Yun wanted to do.

But the only response to it was another break of the talisman...

too difficult.

This is the only thought in her mind, even though she has paid great attention to the strokes of each step, she still can't continue to draw.

It was as if there was a breath that kept hindering her, preventing her from going on.

How can I make this gas go away?
Yan Yun fell into deep thought...

Does drawing amulets have to resonate with aura just like practicing swords?

She recalled the feeling of being like a duck to water when practicing swords. If she could make the talisman pen a part of herself, wouldn't it be smoother?
Thinking of this, she tried to inject aura into the talisman pen and at the same time circulate the aura throughout her body.

In this way, she barely completes a complete spell.

Looking at the crooked talisman, Yan Yun sighed, and it took more than a dozen or so to draw this.

The price is high, but at last it is a little bit of progress.

But she is not in a hurry, she will practice here today, after all, the other party has not started to do anything, so it is useless for her to be anxious.

"Host, I have good news for you."

Just as Yan Yun was about to go back, Duocai's mysterious voice sounded in his mind.

She asked curiously, "What good news?"

"Hmph, you go to the back mountain now, let me tell you, if you are lucky enough to get it this time, you will be able to complete the task at once!"

Speaking of this, Duocai's tone was tinged with joy, alas, it is too responsible for worrying about the host, it is worthy of being an advanced system!
Of course, if Yan Yun knew what it was thinking right now, he would definitely beat it up.

Yan Yun, who heard its words, had eyes as bright as light bulbs. If you die, you have to get something worth 10,000+...

(End of this chapter)