After the master's ascension

Even though he lived in the largest inn in Yandu and drank the most famous Jiuchen tea in Yandu, Lu Wangyu still couldn't recover from the severe blow.

Didn't they wear a thousand machine mirrors when they set up the formation?

Could it be that the formation masters invited are all blind?

Big red with big green, gorgeous match shit.

Wei Zhiyue slowly sorted out the simple diagram of the formation that he had just recorded.

There are some simple and rough lines on it, just like a cat scratching two paws on the rice paper at random.

When can I write and draw properly?

Wei Zhiyue smiled helplessly, but patiently followed the marks and slowly sorted out the order.

Back then when he was just learning calligraphy, Master and Brother Lu put him in Lu Wangyu's arms, pointed at his nose and told him.

"Xiao Zhiyue is optimistic, this is your literacy master."

Wei Zhiyue followed the direction of his fingers and looked up.

The line of sight first met the sharp corners of the upper jaw, and then looked into a pair of emotionless eyes.

He didn't know how to react, so he looked at each other ignorantly.

After looking at the dumpling in his arms for a while, Lu Wangyu raised his head and swept his eyes lightly.

I saw the master laughing: "Apprentice, you also know that me and your senior brother can't write this word clearly, how can you teach a little doll?"

"Yes, yes!" Brother Lu echoed, "I will be responsible for teaching him martial arts in the future!"

The master nodded in satisfaction, and was about to speak, but his rebellious little apprentice cut him off first.

"Master, what about you? Are you going to teach him how to cheat? Or how to roast a chicken?"

Master?Master didn't think about anything, but his face turned black!

Lu Wangyu's eyes fell back to the page, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Zhiyue still didn't understand what happened, but caught the faint smile, and smiled at him self-consciously and narrowed Xiaolu's eyes.

Well, he is happy too!

So Wei Zhiyue's calligraphy master was decided.

But as his handwriting became more and more correct and sharp, Lu Wangyu's handwriting became more and more... elusive, and finally even scribbled.

Lu Wangyu has also changed from the indifferent, young and seasoned Major General Dasheng, to a comprehension world dude who is fighting horses and chickens by his unreliable sect.

When Master Wei Qian lamented for the thousandth and first time how his little apprentice lived and became more immature, and whether he could learn to be mature, stable and courteous in enforcing contracts, Lu Wangyu was quite complacent.

"Teaching the apprentice, but starving the master to death, this is called - without reservation!"

Daoist Wei Qian: "..."

Wei Zhiyue: "..."

Oh, you are right.

Recalling the past, Wei Zhiyue rarely showed a look of nostalgia on his face.

The smell of ink in the room was strong, and Lu Wangyu was holding back his stomach full of complaints about the color scheme of death, and he just recorded the formation arrangement, and the brush was waving like building a wall.

After Wei Zhiyue packed up the blueprints, he pushed open the window facing the street, and the noisy voices of people on the street came in clearly in an instant.

It is no longer the vague hoarseness that is separated by a layer, but the bustling world of fireworks rushing towards the face.

It also brought a scent of burning hot sesame seed cakes.

Lu Wangyu closed his eyes, sniffled his nose, and said affirmatively: "This smell...is the sesame seed cake from the village uncle Wang's house that I am familiar with!"

Uncle Wang at the east end of the village... Wei Zhiyue knew that there was something bad in his stomach when he heard it, but he didn't want to talk to him.

Lu Wangyu doesn't like cakes the most.They traveled all over the world, and when they had to eat sesame seed cakes in the wild, he would rather find wild vegetable stalks to make soup by himself than touch a bite of pancakes.

I just have nothing to do, just want to say a few words.

Wei Zhiyue casually looked at the street.Sure enough, there is a sesame seed stall.

When he was about to look away, he accidentally met a young man next to the sesame seed stand.

The young man's position was very ingenious, he should have been sitting at the base of the wall just now, his figure could just be completely covered by the biscuit stand.But now, he stood up, staring straight at the open window.

Or rather, the one who opened the window.

Wei Zhiyue stared at him for three seconds, and the young man also stood quietly, without moving his eyes for half a minute.He was wearing a dusty bunt, like a beggar, and he seemed to be taken care of.

There is a bit of neatness in the mess, which is very contradictory.

His brows furrowed slightly, could it be that he was being watched even when he first came to the banquet?

No, a cultivator pays attention to cause and effect, and everything goes into the mundane world.Therefore, even if it is a pursuit, the back foot will not be exposed as soon as the front foot reaches the common world.

Wei Zhiyue was about to go down to investigate, but saw the young man turned around and entered the alley next to him, completely disappearing.

Is it because I have too much heart?Wei Zhiyue had some doubts in his heart.

The alleys of Yandu extend in all directions, and looking for it now is like looking for a needle in a haystack.Soldiers can only come to block it, and water comes to cover it.

After dinner, the streets were lit up with festive lanterns, especially the area around here was a place of bliss for banquets, and the bustle was even more lively than during the day.

At this time, Lu Wangyu will once again face a difficult life challenge.

Although the distribution of formations has been basically expanded, some strange and changeable formations can change with time, and the solutions are also different.Therefore, in order to break the formation, it is necessary to observe it on the spot.

Lu Wangyu dragged his feet and reluctantly went downstairs, but saw that Wei Zhiyue was disturbed.

He approached and asked, "What's the matter?" Then a faint crispy smell came over his face, startling him as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he held his nose and jumped a step away, "Did you buy sesame seed cakes?"

Wei Zhiyue shook the paper bag in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, he teased in a drawn-out voice on purpose: "Yes, I am familiar with the pancakes from Uncle Wang's house in the village."

As soon as Lu Wangyu heard the familiar words, he laughed: "I don't really want to eat...you've wronged me!"

He glanced at the big enemy "Shaobing", while carefully moving out: "Let's go to see the battle, Shaobing will be a little bit... a little bit first."

Wei Zhiyue fluttered his nostrils slightly, and there was indeed a faint smell of sesame seeds in the air.

Failed.

He had already wrapped the sesame seed cake with spiritual power to prevent its smell from overflowing, and he also applied the dust-cleaning formula on his body.

Unexpectedly, the smell at the beginning has not dissipated.

He silently performed a slow wind technique to ensure that the smell dissipated, and then followed slowly.

"So, you bought sesame seed cakes to ask about the boy's whereabouts." Lu Wangyu walked around the entrance of Yongyue Lane a few times, "Didn't you want to bully me?"

bully you?Who can bully you.

Also, that's not the point.

Wei Zhiyue shook the biscuits that were wrapped layer by layer into rice dumplings, and emphasized the point again: "The uncle who sold the cakes said that this neighborhood is a famous amusement place for banquets, and the government controls it very strictly. Wandering on the street is allowed. Therefore, there are very few beggars here."

Speaking of this, Wei Zhiyue frowned: "I thought he left, but then I noticed that the alley was a very shallow dead end, and there was no way for him to go in. I suspect that he was just running here we come.

Lu Wangyu drew the last stroke on the drawing.

He grabbed the Langhao brush, pulled out the Qiankun pouch from his waist, stuffed the Qianji mirror and blueprints into it, and finally threw in the Langhao brush that had been applied with the Qingchen formula.

"What are you afraid of? If he came after us, we don't need to look for him, he will deliver it himself."

Lu Wangyu brushed the dust off his clothes with lowered eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and pointedly said: "For example——"

He looked up suddenly: "Now."

Behind them, in a messy alley diagonally opposite to the entrance of Yongyue Alley, a black figure stood silently.

Wei Zhiyue flicked his right wrist, and a silver light condensed into a long sword.

The tip of the sword drew a sharp cold light in the night, which happened to project the moonlight into that dark corner.Just a moment is enough for people to catch a glimpse of the true face of the shadow.

"It's him!" Wei Zhiyue whispered.

The boy didn't hide, he walked slowly to the bright place.

Unlike the daytime image, he wears a rag-like cloak.If the patches on the brown clothes during the day can be seen to be taken care of by someone, then his attire at night leaves no doubt that the young man standing in front of him is a street beggar.

Different from the people in Yandu, he has tough brows, deep facial features, and a straight nose.

This is rare in banquets, and it is a feature of the appearance of a border town thousands of miles away.

Lu Wangyu's father was from a border town.He looks like his father, so he looks like this, so he will not be unfamiliar.

The boy took off his hood, revealing his disheveled ponytail.Although his face was stained with ashes, and his hair fell messily on his cheeks, there was a desperate look in his eyes.

He spoke with a hoarse voice.It should be that he hasn't spoken for a long time, like rubbing sandpaper: "You guys want to go in?"

Lu Wangyu became interested, and the little wolf cub was quite bold.

"nature."

The boy looked at him neither humble nor humble: "I can help you."

Lu Wangyu was amused, he frowned at Wei Zhiyue, Wei Zhiyue gave him a helpless look, implying that he should restrain himself, and at the same time put away the sword in his hand.

"Ahem!" Lu Wangyu cleared his throat, "You? How can you help? Not to mention that your identity is unknown, and you have been following us secretly for a long time. Just by your breath, Shen Ke, I know that you are not from the cultivation world, and you What can be done?"

The young man paused for a moment: "I have no malicious intentions." He carefully stared at the person in front of him, and said, "I know their tricks to get in."

"It's just a small formation, I can break it naturally." Lu Wangyu raised his eyebrows, he did not back down, and pressed forward step by step.

"I can be a striker for you. The situation inside is unknown, so I can spy on you first!"

The boy gritted his teeth, and he also found that his chips were not enough to impress the person in front of him.

So what, even if he gambled his life, he had to go in!

Lu Wangyu did not cut off his retreat this time. He crossed his arms and asked curiously, "Oh? Then what do you want?"

Only then did the young man report his family name. He raised his head, looked directly at Lu Wangyu and said, "My name is Jiang An. My parents died early, and my younger brother and I depended on each other for life. He was taken away, and I followed the signs to come here. After that, there was no clue. gone."

"I have been squatting here for ten days, and I know that you are not normal guests. I think we can cooperate, and I can put my life on the line. You just need to take me in."

Lu Wangyu still curled his lips, but there was a hint of interest in his eyes. He rubbed his chin, seemingly unintentionally asking, "Then do you know why your younger brother was taken captive..."

The boy's breathing fluttered for a moment, but he quickly recovered: "I don't know."

He looked directly into Lu Wangyu's eyes, and replied frankly: "Do you need any reason to do evil for the evil?"

"Well..." Lu Wangyu nodded, highly appreciating this answer.

There should be a reward for a good answer, Lu Wangyu said: "Okay, the cooperation is settled, you tell us everything you know, and we will take you in. But after entering, it is another business."

The boy replied "yes" briefly, and then walked towards the entrance of Yongyue Alley.

He added: "In the past ten days, a total of sixteen carriages and passengers have come here. Except for the three people who left when I first arrived, no one came out. Either there is another exit, or they never left."

"As for the 39 people in the [-] carriages, they all walked at a certain pace when they entered. And no one ever entered or exited at night."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang An stood still at the entrance of Yongyue Lane.He closed his eyes and recalled all the steps he had recorded.

Rhythm, stride, direction... He has rehearsed it thousands of times in his mind.

Yongyue Lane is about 300 meters in diameter from east to west.

The first step is about three feet south of the west.

The second step is about two feet to the west and north...

At the same time as he took the first step, a trace of surprise flashed in Lu Wangyu's eyes, and Wei Zhiyue held his breath and followed.

You know, the world is full of various auras, and they wander around the world like threads of silk.The water-based aura flourishes in the rivers and rivers, while the hot place is the home ground of the fire-based aura.

Cultivators are able to feel, absorb, and use spiritual energy for their own use.Ordinary people cannot perceive aura.However, this does not mean that Reiki cannot be affected by mortals.

Even if it's an ordinary person walking, the airflow brought up by his side will disturb the distribution of aura around him.

Just like passing by a stick of incense, the curling smoke will be pulled and dispersed.

The formation method is to mobilize the aura of the four directions, and different formations correspond to the aura of different attributes.Therefore, when the formation master wears the thousand-machine mirror, he can see the corresponding attributes and effects according to the color and texture of the formation.

Lu Wangyu originally just wanted to join in the fun.

Although Jiang An's performance is very impressive, and he may become a great talent in the future, he doesn't think that this young man can play any real role at this stage.

But when he put on the thousand-machine mirror and watched Jiang An take the first step, he realized that he was wrong.

When Jiang An moved forward, there was no fluctuation in the aura around him.

Even though the wind caused him to move when he walked, the trajectory of the spiritual energy was not disturbed in the slightest.

It was as if he was completely transparent to Reiki.

It is common knowledge in the cultivation world that aura exists attached to the air, just like the relationship between air and cooking smoke.But the existence of this young man completely vetoes this argument.

It is impossible to fan the surrounding air while the light smoke remains motionless.

This shows that Reiki and air are independent of each other, like the relationship between a chicken and a duck.

The reason why there is a similar trajectory is that the flock of chickens and ducks swims with the large army.

Jiang An estimated that he could make himself and the chickens invisible in front of the ducks.

It's just... pretty special.

Lu Wangyu also restrained his breath, and walked into the formation like a mortal.

At any rate, this formation is also in the downtown area, so it won't kill mortals.When ordinary people walk in, they will only feel that it is an ordinary alley.

After the No.90 nine steps were settled, the young man opened his eyes, and in front of him was a red-lacquered copper ring gate.

"That's it." He turned his head and confirmed to the two people who followed.

Lu Wangyu was wearing a single-piece thousand-machine mirror, unconsciously brushing the white jade tassels around his waist with his fingers, and looked at Jiang An thoughtfully several times.