"Well, Fengshen, you have been guarding the entrance just now, right?" Yang Yuhan asked Fengshen while eating a few cherries he had just taken from the house. Seeing that the surroundings were too neat, he felt embarrassed to throw them on the ground casually, so he had to spit the fruit core in his hand.

"Wang." Feng Shen nodded.

"Then you do this." Yang Yuhan paused and said, "You can run fast, patrol the mountain first, and find them... or bring them back, or you can tell me, we can go over."

The Wind God nodded his head and responded, then curled up his front hooves and suddenly soared into the air, flying away from the house like lightning.

"Puff...puff..." Because it walked too fast, the layers of sand and dust that suddenly stirred up suddenly pounced on Yang Yuhan's face. So he spitted and rubbed his eyes and complained, "This naughty child."

The two green locust trees in the courtyard were also hit by the strong wind. Large areas of flowers and leaves fell to the ground, and some of them were swayed into the sun ditch.

Yang Yuhan didn't want Li to come back to complain, so he hurriedly found a broom and dustpan from the house and swept the yard.

Although the clothes are gone, it is also possible that there are some people among the Dragon Nine Sons who can perform wood skills to make them themselves. After all, the secret bags are always placed close to their bodies, and the Feng Shen is guarding the entrance, so others cannot come in. Maybe they are going out hunting and will definitely come back later.

He thought about this. First, after cleaning the yard, he put the tools back in place, and then he was idle and turned around in the other eight wooden houses one by one. They were almost the same. There were two places without stone platforms, but they changed into a huge pool, and there were still water traces on the edge of the pool. In his memory, among the nine dragons, there were only two beasts, Pulao and Gongfu, the best lake and sea, and these two pools should be prepared for them.

"Um."

Cangwu is also very careful.

After a round and turning, Yang Yuhan confirmed that there was still no one around, so he dared to step into the inner house again and carefully observed it - the room in the middle was three meters wide and four meters deep. In addition to the six potted green plants around and a tassel zither horizontally above the table, there were three ring chairs, a six-foot-long and three-foot-wide rectangular horseshoe table, and the set of tea sets placed on the table were also the Ming Dynasty style, similar to the one used by Grandpa Lianmu before: a round tea tray with concave edges, a fine woven bamboo silk, a hollow Najing with three porcelain cups, a double-layer dust-washing, a vermilion purple clay teapot, a brown stained towel, and a wooden tube with all the spoons and needles.

The room on the right is Li's boudoir, which is similar to the house where he is Lianmu. Although it is not big, it is very warm. On the left is a kitchen, which basically meets his impression of ancient China, which shows that in this world, even if they can use mysterious techniques to generate many things, some things still have to be done in a proper way.

Why haven't you come back yet?

It has been so long, and with Feng Shen’s ability, he has found a lot of places. Moreover, in addition to the mother and daughter who went out together, there are nine dragon sons, and the goal should be quite obvious.

...

After leaving the room, Yang Yuhan walked out of the yard and looked around. There was still no one around. So he sat down by the river. Instead of doing nothing, it would be better to take advantage of this skill to exercise his cultivation - this thing should be the same as physical exercise. As long as he is diligent in applying it, the recovery speed and storage volume of spiritual energy will gradually increase.

I don’t know how to determine my cultivation here.

Forget it, don't think about these things for now.

In order to calm himself down, he had to close his eyes first and try to remove the thoughts. Then he took back all the true energy flowing in the meridians and carefully sensed the surrounding spirits.

"call……"

This place is surrounded by mountains and water, and the most abundant of them are four spiritual energy: metal, wood, water and earth. Since you are already in the Qinglong Kingdom and have returned to your hometown, it is better to follow the customs and start with this wood technique. In fact... this is very similar to martial arts. If you don’t have good moves and training methods, even if you are strong, as long as you face a trainer, unless the strength between the two is essentially different, you will easily be subdued by the other party.

Therefore, the moves of the Xuan Shu are not only the corresponding method of using spiritual energy, but also can maximize its characteristics and power. Now that the Feng Ling has been sealed, the only thing that can be touched is the Qinglong Wood Technique, so this can also be regarded as fate.

Um.

After making up his mind, Yang Yuhan began to concentrate on absorbing wood energy, and until Xuan Ling could not bear it, she let it go out again.

After repeating this cycle several times, he could clearly feel that the amount of spiritual energy stored in his body had increased, but he also understood that it was normal for this degree to change only at the beginning, and it should not take long before he would encounter a bottleneck.

...

"Wang."

A low barking from Feng Shen finally came from a distance. Yang Yuhan quickly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked up to the upper right along the sound. However, only Feng Shen swooped down from the cliff, so he patted the sand on his butt and met with a puzzled look: "Feng Shen, where are they?"

Feng Shen shook his head and said that he was not found.

Yang Yuhan said with great surprise, "Have you searched all of them?"

Feng Shen nodded vigorously again.

"That... it's really strange..." Yang Yuhan raised his hands behind his back and lowered his head halfway and pondered, "Can they disappear out of thin air?"

By the way!

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Lan Yan in the relic cave and accidentally touched the grass: Since I can get the memory of the grass, I should be able to understand what happened here through the locust tree in the yard.

Without further ado, Yang Yuhan immediately returned to the yard and yelled at the locust tree on the right, then put his hand on the wooden pole.

“Um…”

Memories came one after another, but they were just blurred. I could only vaguely see someone falling from the sky. First, they instantly subdued the shocked nine beasts, and then talked to Li, who had arrived after hearing the news, and then hurried towards the back door with Li.

Yang Yuhan withdrew his right hand and then calculated the time they left. It was actually halfway through the journey here!

Who is that person...

not good!!!

"Sheng of Wind!" Yang Yuhan hurriedly stepped onto the back of the mastiff and urged loudly, "Take me back to the entrance!"

Feng Shen also saw that the situation was urgent, so he nodded and ran towards Lai Lu with all his strength.

"Love—"

Blade the locust branches, roll the sand and gravel, tear the strong grass into pieces... the long river is split.

That person must not tie the mouth of this treasure to death. If it is really tied to death... and throw it into the sea, I will never be able to come out again in my life!
Chapter completed!