Fish swimming around the world

Fan Hui looked a little horrified, as if he wanted to warn Jiang Fan, but it was too late, as the unicorns arrived in an instant.

The cry also startled Jiang Fan, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw two unicorns had stopped in front of him.

These two were obviously adults, larger than the Arabian horse, with snow-white hair shining with stars, graceful bodies, slender limbs, three-foot horns like gold castings, and four hooves with light and soft long hair, as if stepping on clouds. The four blue eyes seemed to reflect the sky.

It was so beautiful.

Jiang Fan didn't think about it deliberately, his intuition was like this.

It was hard not to touch such a beautiful thing.

Seeing Young Master Jiang actually extending his claws, Fan Hui shouted that no one should get close to unicorns, and this is a completely ferocious beast. Although it is so beautiful, it can control the wind and lightning. A single horn is better than a divine weapon and can penetrate almost anything. Especially unicorns have extreme cleanliness in body and mind. Not to mention touching, any distance that makes him feel uncomfortable will be killed.

But the scene in front of him surprised Fan Hui. Jiang Fan's hands were placed on the foreheads of the two unicorns, gently stroking them, and they actually lowered their heads and made the same cheerful chirping. For a while, even the birds, beasts and insects on the mountain seemed to be infected, and they made cheerful responses. Countless fish jumped out of the water, and countless colorful butterflies fluttered around. The scene and sound were beautiful.

Fan Hui was shocked, but Jiang Fan was in an unusually good mood. He felt that the sky was high, the clouds were light, and the wind was light.

I don't know if it's because of his animal constitution, but Master Jiang felt that the unicorns could sense his thoughts, and he could sense them too.

The next moment, Jiang Fan actually flew onto one of them, and shouted softly: "Go!"

Then, the unicorn raised its front hooves, white feathers flew under its feet, and flew into the air, carrying Jiang Fan on the lake. The other one and the little one followed closely, the fish on the water jumped, colorful butterflies danced behind him, and hundreds of birds followed him above his head. Master Jiang seemed to be in high spirits, and his hearty laughter came from time to time, echoing in Yunmeng.

At this moment, Yunmeng Lake was like a cloud and a dream.

This kind of transparent and refreshing feeling of sitting on the clouds and controlling the wind made Master Jiang almost unable to stop, and his loud laughter was endless.

In the cave, Guiguzi, who was writing with a pen, seemed to be listening to something. There was a strange look in his eyes. He sighed softly, put down his pen, and slowly wrote: "I don't know you when I look up and down, the world is full of mortals, the heavenly book has no words, the reality and the illusion exist in one heart", and then signed it with the three words "Gift to Xiaoyao". After staring for a moment, he slowly picked up the pen again, thought for a while, wrote three inexplicable words on it, and then put the page of paper into the wooden box and buckled it. However, four large relief characters appeared on the wooden box - the wordless heavenly book.

After being absent-minded for a moment, he picked up another wooden box, which also contained a book. After thinking for a while, he took out the paper and picked up the pen: "Mortals control the world, why ask ghosts and gods, there are still methods for vertical and horizontal, and the heart of the opening and closing is one heart - another gift to Xiaoyao"

And this book is called - the opening and closing strategy.

After arranging the two boxes neatly, Guiguzi gently touched the last one beside him, his eyes were calm, and he smiled indifferently for a long time, and the pen fell on the paper. "Everything is predestined, life and death are beyond human control, he is on the road of reincarnation, leaving only one heart - three gifts to Xiaoyao."

This book has no name, the only page in the book is black gold...

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"Young Master Jiang is really a natural genius."

Looking at Jiang Fan playing with the unicorn family of three in the nest, Fan Hui was really moved. Even he was able to stay in front of the unicorn because of Jiang Fan. This was the first time he was so close.

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "No wonder everyone says that if it comes to riding a unicorn, it is definitely the best in the world. It's a pity that there are only three people in history who can ride a unicorn."

Fan Hui nodded: "Yes, it's strange that this unicorn is too sensitive and too pure. It can directly perceive people's hearts. Anyone with a dark heart and impure thoughts cannot get close. I didn't expect that Jiang Xiaoyao, who is known to be as wise as a big demon, actually has a pure heart. Tsk tsk... Strange..."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: "I have a thousand ways, but my heart is towards the light , it's a pity that people in this world can't understand it. "

Fan Hui laughed and said: "Mr. Jiang wants to say that people are not as good as beasts."

Jiang Fan suddenly sighed: "Sometimes... it's true. Forget it, can Mr. Guiguzi ride this beast?"

Fan Hui nodded: "It's strange to say that Master is a person with thousands of wisdom and ten thousand means, but he can also do it, which is enough to prove that people can't judge by appearances."

Jiang Fan had some inexplicable feelings about Guiguzi at this moment, as if they could have some resonance after riding the unicorn just now.

"What Taihua said three hundred years ago was quite right. There is no right or wrong in the art, only the one who uses it can decide."

Fan Hui agreed: "It's a pity that he may not be able to practice what he said. He finally went the wrong way, and Taihua was completely changed because of this. But the master's thousands of methods are only for the sake of the world, and he can be called a true saint."

Jiang Fan nodded, but was a little surprised: "Mr. Guigu is such a strange man, his cultivation must be good, just like Sun Daotong, even if he walks in the world, I am afraid that the gods can't do anything easily."

Fan Hui looked at him deeply and shook his head.

"Master once said that one person can do so much, it is better to cultivate more talents for the world, and a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred boats compete for the flow is the real prosperity. And Master has cultivated so many talents in the past two hundred years of teaching students according to their aptitude."

Jiang Fan agreed: "Mr. is righteous, but I still think he can go out into the world. With Mr. Guigu's great talent, he can do more."

Fan Hui shook his head: "This place is very important and must not be lost. And the master is not only cautious by nature, but more importantly, he has a secret..."

He sighed, his face full of regret: "Master, I really can't leave. His cultivation... is too poor."

Ah?

Jiang Fan was stunned.

Fan Hui smiled bitterly: "Master is proficient in all kinds of skills, but only in martial arts, it is simply unbearable. He has only reached the holy realm so far, and it seems to have reached the end..."

Jiang Fan widened his eyes and felt very incredible: "This can't be... I heard that he and Lao Sun had a fight."

Fan Hui's face was strange: "Indeed, but... the two of them fought, it was rock-paper-scissors..."

Jiang Fan was dumbfounded: "Guess... rock-paper-scissors?"

"Yes, the two of them played rock-paper-scissors to determine the winner..."

Jiang Fan was dumbfounded. No way, at that time they seemed to be arguing about the important choice of which road to take. Such a big thing, actually decided the winner by rock-paper-scissors? Lao Sun's temper is somewhat possible, but this is Guigu?

Fan Hui waved his hand: "I don't know the details. They were behind closed doors and didn't tell each other afterwards. You can ask them yourself when you have the chance. I don't dare. Master lost that time. He was no match for Old Sun in gambling. He was fined three jars of wine and vomited for five days. He almost died of drunkenness."

Jiang Fan: ...