Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 32 The Shepherd

The full moonlight shines on the altar.

At this moment, there are nine paper figurines shining brightly on the colored paper altar.

Just look, Fang Xin lifts the weight as if it is light, and grabs the bright moon in the sky:
"Brush~"

A ray of silvery-white light was caught by him from the sky and turned into a stream of pure Dao Qi.

This is the manifestation of the brilliance of the sun.

Just look at Fang Xin's hand pinching the ray of yin energy, flicking lightly at the nine paper figurines:
"go with!"

After the words fell, that wisp of yin energy turned into a little bit of aura, and fell into the body of the nine pieces.

It can also be regarded as enlightening for him.

at last.

After finishing the last step, Fang Xin tapped lightly on the nine paper figurines, and then said to his cuff:
"receive!!!"

A breeze swept out.

Then wrapped up the nine small paper figurines that had been refined, and then made them sink into Fang Xin's sleeves in order of speed.

Wait until all the paper figurines enter their sleeves.

Only then did Fang Xin reveal a trace of joy:

"Pindao's mastery of this altar is becoming more and more proficient now~"

Zhensha March, can be long but not short.

This is the rule in the Dao Palace, especially at this time, when the wind and rain are drifting, he is unwilling to break it at will.

not to mention.

For the past three months, he has devoted himself to cultivation for the most part.

Now he has seized his energy to form an altar, and with the moonlight of the moon, he has refined it into nine colored paper figurines.

It used to take more than half a year to practice once.

But now that he is getting more and more familiar with it, in just three months, he has washed into nine paper figurines, and once again he has nine lives.

have to say.

This path of cultivation is indeed very mysterious, and it also makes people very fascinated.

Grabbing at the big altar, Fang Xin sipped slightly:
"Disperse!"

After the words fell, several auras of light bloomed on the Zhangxu altar, which turned into talismans.

Then the talisman collapsed.

puff~
The altar, which was originally condensed into substance, was really made of jade, but it turned into wisps of smoke, floating between the sky and the earth.

Although it is still night.

However, the large cloud of smoke scattered into the sky, suddenly it was also a wonder in the world.

It's as if there are big monsters and big demons in the mountains and rivers, and they are like the sun and the moon.

It looks amazing!
The altar was gone, and Fang Xin took out the signboard of his Sanshan Palace from his arms:

"Sure enough, the task has been completed."

Seeing the dao rhyme that was originally invisible on the sign, it has been fully completed at this moment.

Impressively.

This is the proof that he has stayed here every day and night for the past three months, and it is also the proof that he has obtained three small exercises.

He had known for a long time that the period of March was coming soon, so he said that he would refine the last paper figurine tonight, and then dispersed to the altar.

Looking slightly into the distance.

Fang Xin took one last look at the mine in the mountain, and then sighed:
"Now is the time to leave~"

The words fall.

All I could see was a dark object floating from a distance in the deep mountains illuminated by the bright moon.

Just look at its size of only three inches.

Moreover, in the breeze, it turned out to be like fallen leaves.

see this scene.

Fang Xin stretched out his palm involuntarily:

"brush!"

The floating thing fell into his palm in an instant.

Look towards it.

So what if this isn't Fang Xin's three-inch paper figure?
Put the paper figurine into the sleeve in the flip of the hand.

Fang Xin now understands the way to Nanshan Yuzhu Forest, and also understands the situation:

Although this red copper mine is the nearest place to the Nanshan Yuzhu Forest, it is hundreds of miles away from the Yuzhu Forest.

And he has been refining spells recently.

So we can only send a paper person to check.

But now there is good news.

In the past one or two months, a batch of Polygonatum odoratum will mature soon, and when Polygonatum odoratum matures, there will naturally be a jade bamboo heart.

Although Yuzhu heart is relatively rare.

But among the Nanshan Dachuan, the tens of thousands of acres of Polygonatum odoratum will always give him a lot of harvest.

Yuzhuxin has seasonal changes.

It's not something you can get if you want to.

This is also the reason why he has been able to calm his mind and practice the altar of colored paper color body here for so long.

In the past three months, although he has not greatly increased his Taoism, the newborn gourd vine leaf has been cultivated to a mature stage by him.

And the damaged gourd leaves have also regained their luster.

Think carefully.

He can use one mind and four tasks, and in an instant, he waved four paper figurines to help him out.

Practice the method twice, and get rid of the damage.

Now he has 17 more.

From this point of view, he was quite prepared.

Pick up a ray of breeze.

Fang Xin didn't, and hurried to pick bamboo hearts in the Nanshan Yuzhu forest.

There is still more than a month left.

Walking slowly along the way, you can also experience the local customs.

The main thing is.

In this world, there are very few practitioners, and most of the monks and warlocks practice in the mountains, rivers and deep swamps.

So he can rest assured.

He was about to enter the Sanshan Dao Palace soon, and faced an increasingly difficult and dangerous situation.

What's wrong with not allowing him to rest?
"Let's go~"

The breeze passed by, and the fleeting figure disappeared into the mountain.

It seems to have fallen into this city of thousands of lights!

……

In Green Willow City.

At this moment, the lights are dim and the trees are full of shade.

The terrain here is special, and it is extremely warm all year round.

Among them, of course, is commercial prosperity.

The stalls and hawkers that can be seen everywhere, the stalls selling candied haws and snacks that pass by everywhere, can be said to be lingering.

But in such prosperity.

All I saw was Fang Xin wearing a plain robe, holding three bunches of candied haws in his left hand and two pastries in his right hand.

Play while eating.

There are also a few jugglers next to it.

What a wonderful day!
He really didn't expect that some places can be so desolate that it can't be said, but some places have developed so prosperously.

This half month really made him happy:
"That's real life."

"I'm afraid that the ancient princes and nobles are nothing more than this~"

Bite off a candied haws.

Fang Xin took a portion of dragon beard candy from another stall and left two copper coins.

He bought as he walked, but he would order a portion of everything he saw, and then take it back and taste it slowly.

First take it down and then put it down.

In the essence of coming here, if you don't enjoy the flavor of various folk tunes, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Look at his hands again.

After walking around the snack street, there were more than a dozen large and small bags.

Even among the many people who bought a lot of things, he was quite eye-catching.

Of course, he didn't really care.

The whole person's face was full of joy.

That is a joy.

"Candied haws, candied haws~"

"Cooking cakes, cooking cakes, ancestral cooking cakes~"

"Come take a look, take a look..."

"..."

There are fireworks everywhere, there are hawkers everywhere, it is bustling and lively.

And when he was thinking about going back to the inn, put down his things and come out for a walk, he seemed to feel something.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person's face became serious in an instant:
"There are people casting spells around!"

Casting spells brings out various rhythms formed by aura, although they are very tiny.

But in such a crowded place, where the atmosphere of the world is everywhere, it can be said that it is a lice on the head of a bald man.

Can see at a glance.

This is why he likes to wander around the city.

After all, the security is relatively high.

Concentrating on his aura more carefully, Fang Xin acted as a diner who was playing casually here.

Looking around.

Just walk around like this.

When he walked out of the busiest street and walked to the country road, he saw a shepherd with a towel tied on his head, a small leather jacket on his body, and a sheepskin whip in his hand.

The shepherd had no dogs.

Just holding a long whip, and whipping behind it from time to time, making a crisp sound after another.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
And the sheep he grazes are also strange.

It turned out that they were all lambs, not a single adult sheep:
baa~baa~baa~
Saw this scene from afar.

Fang Xin had the feeling that he had returned to the Sanshan Palace once again from the happiness of the past half month.

The smile on his face gradually faded away.

Sincerity disappeared, only the smiling face that I had practiced over the years was still on my face:

"shepherd!"

Fang Xin's eyes slowly became deep.

He just looked at the shepherd quietly like this, waving his leather whip, and drove the dozens of little lambs into the distance.

The whole person did not have a single word.

Time for a cup of tea is over.

When the shepherd left and was nowhere to be seen, he walked towards the inn with the big bag in his hand.

Then he retreated from the house and headed towards the Nanshan Bamboo Forest in the distance.

He recognized the shepherd's identity.

This is the most special courtyard among the nine courtyards of Sanshan Palace.

It can be called a children's house.

Also called a shepherd.

The reason why these boys can come to Sanshan Palace is because the shepherd bought or abducted them and brought them up from the world.

Every year, nearly a hundred boys enter the mountain.

But there are very few who can survive, and there are not many who can become warlocks in a year.

The reason why Sanshan Palace is so prosperous.

That's all to do with the many shepherds in this nursery.

The many bones under the Sanshan Palace belonged to the child who was not yet fifteen years old and had an immature skeleton.

But he couldn't move.

Even if he knew where these shepherds passed by, not all of them were bought, and there must have been many lost children.

Because there are only a few shepherds in this boy's courtyard, and each of them is a person of profound morality.

The dripping blood was sprinkled in front of him.

The many joys of walking in the world are shattered like a dream bubble for a while.

Shaking his head, he took a breath of the breeze.

Stepping on the breeze, Fang Xin went all the way to Nanshan and merged into the [-] mu Polygonatum odoratum forest:
"Polygonatum should be ripe~"

(End of this chapter)