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Chapter 16 Master’s message
After parting ways with the two of them, Jiang Huaian decided to return to Wu Jianfeng to confess to his master that he had decided to learn how to carve talismans and seals, and then go back to the back mountain to hunt spiritual beasts and gain practical experience.

Jiang Huaian used his body transfer technique to quickly shuttle back and forth among the crowds on the mountain. The disciples only felt a gust of wind flashing in front of their eyes, and when they looked again, there was already a white afterimage in front of them.

I can only sigh, what a powerful movement skill, I don’t know which peak master’s direct disciple came here to practice it.

Jiang Huaian was thinking about the plot of the original book and his next plan, but the storage ring suddenly moved. Jiang Huaian slowed down, moved his mind slightly, and floated out from the storage ring, a delicate thousand paper Crane, the master's voice can be heard from within.

It’s still the familiar cold tone, like pearls falling on a plate
"Huai'an, among the four arts, which one did you choose?"

If Cao Cao is really here, Jiang Huaian can't help but wonder if his master has the ability to tell fortunes by pinching his fingers?No matter what he thought, Jiang Huaian still increased his speed, found a deserted place, and then stopped.

Jiang Huaian used the same tone as his master, picked up the paper crane and said calmly: "Draw a talisman."Jiang Huaian increased his speed again, his black hair was blown up by the teleporting wind, and his white clothes fluttered, looking quite chic.

However, until Jiang Huaian arrived at the foot of Wu Jianfeng's mountain, Zhi Henei had not received any news from his master.Jiang Huaian only thought that he was practicing as a master and did not see it.

Mo Xunling was sitting on the snowy ground, his brows and eyes like the unmelted frost and snow, cold but also isolated from the world.

Mo Xunling listened to the clear voice coming from the paper crane in his hand, his face showed no expression, but there was still a hint of softness in his eyes.

The snow suddenly fell on the pine tree. Mo Xunling raised his eyes and saw that the man with silver hair and red clothes was shaking his nine snow-white fox tails. Some of the tails seemed to be deliberately brushing off all the fallen snow from the branches and leaves of the pine tree. .

"Xun Ling, I think I can teach your disciple how to draw talismans. After all, I am also her master."

Yan Chen's face, which always had a cynical expression, turned serious for the first time.

Mo Xunling did not answer, but his eyes softened a little. Yan Chen looked at her with a smile in his fox eyes. He understood the character of his little disciple very well. This kind of expression was usually agreed.

After Jiang Huaian went up the mountain, he saw such a scene.

Master sat on the snow, looking at...Master standing on the dark pine tree. Master's nine fox tails swept the snow off the pine tree from time to time.

Jiang Huaian felt that this scene was extremely funny and weird.

But he still stepped forward and gave a very standard salute.

"Master"

"Master"

"Well, Huai'an is really sensible. No need to be polite." Yan Chen looked at Jiang Huaian with a pair of fox eyes full of smiles.

It's just that Jiang Huaian didn't think it was a very friendly expression. Instead, he felt a slight chill on his back, and the pain from the ice blade piercing his flesh seemed to still linger on his body.

When he was practicing swordplay, this master very considerately restored his original form and suppressed his cultivation to the Qi-training stage to fight with him.

As a result, the master with a kind smile on his face spit out the ice blades from his mouth, without suppressing the force, and let all these ice blades hit him. Some of them were even embedded in the bones, and the ice blades were always embedded in the bones. Jiang Huaian still remembers the pain that was comparable to Guan Yu's scraping bones to heal his wounds.

Later, she asked her master if he would be more tolerant when practicing sword practice with her.

As a result, the master told her that when Yan Chen practiced swordplay with her, the ice blade cut her even harder.Often the muscles and veins are cut off, and then the muscles and veins are reconnected by oneself.

Jiang Huaian suddenly felt that his master had become a lot kinder in recent years.

When he cut out the ice blade, his master stood aside and looked at him with an innocent smile.

Sweet face and cruel heart
Jiang Huaian thought it was very suitable to describe his master.It is true that the fox clan is extremely cunning and cruel.

Now that Yan Chen was looking at him with this expression again, Jiang Huaian couldn't help but be alert and took half a step back.

What does this master want to do to himself?
"Huaian?" Yan Chen looked at her with a smile, his peach blossom eyes filled with romance, but when Jiang Huaian heard this, his back felt even colder.

"You said you wanted to learn the art of talisman and seal script, but your master is only proficient in formations, and you know nothing about the art of talisman and seal script." Yan Chen deliberately added the last few words "ignorant" The tone is extremely long, full of lingering meaning, faintly teasing people's minds.

It's just that Jiang Huaian, who had long understood his master's machinations, now vaguely guessed what he wanted to do, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, angry, and resentful in his heart.

Sure enough, Yan Chen’s next words were:
"So, from now on, Master... will teach you how to draw talismans."

As he spoke, Yan Chen flew down from the pine tree slowly, bringing with him a piece of fine cold snow. The red python robe was like blood, melting into the pine snow, and the silver-white fox tail swayed frivolously, carrying a romantic atmosphere. Suave appearance.

Jiang Huaian felt as if his heart had overturned a porcelain jar filled with snow water from the previous year, and his heart became cold and cold.

But when he looked at his master's beautiful face, which was as beautiful as a hibiscus, Jiang Huaian still smiled and almost uttered a few words from his chest.

"Thank you Master"

"Well, that's good."

Yan Chen touched her silky long hair with satisfaction, and then said, "Our little An'er is getting more and more handsome."

Mo Xunling raised his eyes, and his eyes as cold as frost and snow now reflected an eleven or twelve-year-old child as tall and tall as a young bamboo, with black hair like a waterfall, upright and delicate facial features, and white clothes that were as beautiful as snow.

What a handsome young man indeed.

There was a soft look in Mo Xunling's eyes, which was quite a bit gratifying to have a daughter in our family grow up.

Jiang Huaian looked at Yan Chen and added, "It's just Master. I made an appointment with two friends to hunt monsters in the back mountains in the next six months. I can only draw the talisman at night."

"I'm afraid, Master, you don't have time to teach me."

"Nothing, Master will come to you personally to teach you every night."

After hearing this, the smile on Jiang Huaian's face paused slightly. She thought that Yan Chen would be more shameless, but she didn't expect that Yan Chen would be so shameless.

Mo Xunling glanced at his indifferent master, his eyes full of helplessness.

Yan Chen looked at Jiang Huaian and his eyes instantly became wary, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"How can Xiao An'er believe Master's nonsense?"

"Master Duanduan would never do such shameless things as a flower picker entering a woman's boudoir."

Jiang Huaian was almost out of temper by the sudden reversal, and could only try his best to maintain a faint smile that had not changed for thousands of years.The fists in his sleeves were clenched silently.

"This is a book about the experience of painting various talismans and seals from low-level to high-level. It is the life-long effort of a monk. It records various common problems and mistakes. Xiao An'er should study hard and don't let it down. Master’s hard work.”

While he was talking, a book with slightly yellowed paper came into Jiang Huaian's hands. It looked like it was old.

There are four words written with a calligraphy brush on the cover, "Fu Zhuan Jian Shuo". Just looking at it with your eyes, you can feel an ancient charm.

As for his master's "heartfelt words", Jiang Huaian took the initiative to ignore them.

"Xiao An'er, take a good look, and if you encounter someone who doesn't understand, come back and ask Master."

After Yan Chen finished speaking such nonsensical words, he flashed slightly and disappeared into the air between his red python robes.

Jiang Huaian and Mo Xunling were left alone.

(End of this chapter)