Talk about the world of mortals in detail

There was ready-made Lingxia Yunjin, and apart from the intermediate difficulties, it didn’t take long to make the remaining robes, and it was basically completed by the next day.

But there is a difference between having robes and being able to actually control them.

So even though the robes were full of glow when they were made, when Yi Shuyuan handed them over to the two disciples, Qi Zhongbin's ones became a set of linings, and the ones made of stone became a small bellyband.

"Wearing the feather robe is only for protection and not for showing off. When will you truly build the foundation of immortality and understand the wonders of the changes in the universe, you will be able to control the free change of the feather robe, do you understand?"

"I know, Master!" "It's Master!"

The fellow apprentices holding the cassock in both hands were extremely excited and were not worried at all about the appearance of the cassock at this moment. This is a real treasure of the Immortal Family!

The cassock is as light as nothing in your hands. Even though it has changed into what it is now, you can still feel the transcendent texture. You can even feel that the spiritual energy in your body and the few inches around you has become much more active. .

At this moment, a piece of clothing glowing with sunlight swayed from the two of them.

"Sir, I can't wear it either. Please help me."

Hui Mian does have one. At this moment, its clothes are suspended in the air, and its mink body is crawling around in it. It is obvious that it cannot wear it even if it wants to.

"Just wait until you transform!"

"Hmph, I have a way too!"

Seeing that Yi Shuyuan was not helping him, Hui Mian flew into the middle of the clothes, grabbed a corner with his four claws and then spun his body around, quickly wrapping the robe and himself.

The next moment, the cassock shrank rapidly and merged into Hui Mian's hair.

"Hahahahahaha. Senior Gray, don't you feel like you're not wearing anything at all?"

Shi Sheng laughed and said this, but Yi Shuyuan was slightly surprised, and then a look of appreciation appeared on his face. Hui Mian looked like a weakling, but he really didn't fall behind in his cultivation.

"What do you know, a kid? Lingxia Yuyi can be attached with scales and feathers! Right sir?"

"Good understanding!"

Yi Shuyuan was generous in his praise.

"I want to wear it too!"

Seeing this, Shi Sheng quickly took off all his clothes without any scruples, put on a little red bellyband with his bare buttocks on, and happily started running indoors.

"Hahahaha. What an amazing robe. I also have a fairy treasure! Hahahahaha."

While laughing and running, Shi Sheng jumped hard and felt that his body was very light. He jumped to the beam of the house and he was even happier now.

"Master, I can fly wearing these clothes!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and shook his head. In theory, wearing Lingxia feather clothes is indeed light and can even lift off the ground relying on the wind and clouds.

"Practice well, there are more fun things!"

Qi Zhongbin held the lining in his hand and looked at his senior brother running around the house. He decided not to wait until night and went back to the house to change it later.

"Squeak~"

The door opened at this time, causing everyone to look at the door.

Zhuo Qing, who had gone back to her room and changed her clothes, was back now. As a woman, how could she not long for one of her own?

Compared to Qi Zhongbin's inner lining and Shi Sheng's bellyband, Zhuo Qing's whole body at this moment was exuding bursts of glow.

She wears a soft upper waist flowing cloud skirt and a gauze cloud pattern blouse. She is dressed in hibiscus color and her face is like peach blossom. Even her hair is carefully combed into a hanging bun. A tassel hairpin is inserted into the upper bun, and the hanging parted hair is even more It's wrapped in red silk

Zhuo Qing lowered her head slightly, then raised her head to look at Yi Shuyuan. She hadn't dressed herself properly for a long, long time.

"Sir, does it look good?"

Yi Shuyuan was stunned for a moment, with only one modal particle in his mind: "Fuck!"

Hui Mian immediately jumped over, stood on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and stared at Zhuo Qing with wide eyes.

"Ah Zhuo Qing, you are more immortal than a real female immortal!"

With a "boom", Shi Sheng jumped down from the beam, startling Zhuo Qing.

Shi Sheng landed on his butt, but it didn't hurt at all when he patted his butt.

"Senior Hui is right, this is so beautiful!"

Yi Shuyuan also came to his senses and couldn't help but secretly echo Hui Mian's words.

Seeing the reactions of the people in the room, especially Yi Shuyuan's momentary absence before, a smile appeared on Zhuo Qing's face.

The next moment, the glow of Zhuo Qing's clothes disappeared. Although he did not change his form, he obviously had the ability to change.

"Hey, Master, why can Aunt Zhuo change?"

Hui Mian answered the question first.

"Because she woven the brocade and made the clothes, so she can naturally control the robes, stupid!"

Shi Sheng suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"My mother said, you can't always say that children are stupid, otherwise they will really become stupid!"

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A few days later, on the wooden corridor, Yi Shuyuan was sitting at the table, recording stories in a book, while Hui Mian stood nearby and stared.

In the room next to him, Shi Sheng was taking a nap, Qi Zhongbin was meditating, and even Zhuo Qing was sitting cross-legged in the room full of clothes. It was obvious that he already had a foundation for practice, and was as good as Yi Shuyuan expected. Get into the zone quickly.

"Sir, will you tell this story next time?"

Yi Shuyuan wrote about Wang Yunchun being entrusted to find the little girl.

It’s just that it’s impossible to describe everything as it is in memory, so it naturally needs to be adapted to a certain extent.

Everything is from the perspective of Wang Yunchun as the protagonist, so the battle in the map of mountains and rivers can be skipped, highlighting the difficulties in his search, then the twists and turns of meeting the immortal, and finally focusing on the emotion of the reunion of relatives separated by yin and yang.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan wrote about the part where Qi Zhongbin and Shi Sheng set up formations to track down. After replacing some of the names of the gates, he couldn't help but think of that situation.

When I put down the pen, Yi Shuyuan's breath moved in response to my heart.

The two disciples leading the search for the gods had great disadvantages and were no longer an option, but that experience also gave Yi Shuyuan a different kind of feeling, which has always been extended and revered in his heart.

Chu Hang's dream of going to the stone pagoda was also a bit mysterious. The old soul was dead and residual thoughts were still left, so he could go there with such spiritual thoughts.

"Hoo"

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan actually yawned.

"I'm sleepy"

Before he finished writing the book, Yi Shuyuan put down his pen, lay on the table in a comfortable posture and closed his eyes.

Soon, Yi Shuyuan's breathing became even.

Hui Mian stood aside and saw that the pen placed on the pen holder had turned into a folding fan.

Sir, is he really asleep?

Yi Shuyuan did fall asleep, but he was not just sleeping. He was looking for the same feeling as before, not out of body, but as if he was distracted by dreams.

When people have some dreams, they have a feeling of ambiguity. They can not only feel some states of the body, but also feel that the dream is extraordinarily real.

It may be difficult to open your eyes, unable to walk, or simply lying down and difficult to get up. These feelings are all experienced by Yi Shuyuan. There is a sense of unity between body and spirit, but he is in a lucid dream.

Everything I see in dreams is illusory. If what I see is not illusory, is it because dreams are fictitious and real, or does it seem like a dream but not a dream?

In the dream, Yi Shuyuan finally stood up feeling unable to move his body. He saw himself sleeping soundly by the table, but he could also vaguely feel the touch of the table.

You can see Hui Mian playing with the folding fan there, and you can feel the autumn wind in the courtyard.

Yi Shuyuan walked forward down the steps beside the wooden corridor and walked into the courtyard to look at the blooming chrysanthemums beside the fence. Although the flowers were still blooming brilliantly, some petals fell messily as the late autumn wind blew by.

But at this moment, the falling petals in Yi Shuyuan's eyes seemed to have stopped, and everything in front of him became blurry.

Yi Shuyuan, who was lying on the table, had opened his eyes and looked into the courtyard. The ethereal figure watching the flowers was also disappearing.

"Sir, are you awake? I thought you were going to sleep for a long time!"

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Hui Mian and said nothing, but stood up from the stool, then walked down the steps as in a dream, walked to the fence in the courtyard, and looked at the chrysanthemums.

At a certain moment, Yi Shuyuan looked back at the wooden corridor. Naturally, he did not see a lying Yi Shuyuan there, but he just looked back.

This feeling is somewhat inexplicable and seems extremely strange.

"If I change in such a dream, wouldn't it look like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly?"

Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but murmur.

Hui Mian didn't know what Yi Shuyuan was doing, so he asked.

"Sir, the book is not written anymore?"

"Write, take a nap, feel refreshed!"

Yi Shuyuan said and walked quickly back to the table and stretched out his hand to Hui Mian. When the latter handed back the folding fan, it had turned into a pen in Yi Shuyuan's hand.

Hui Mian scratched his head, could he use it after sleeping for a while? Let alone enlightenment, a normal rest is too short, right?

But Yi Shuyuan was obviously in a good mood and was writing quickly with the pen in his hand.

There were footsteps behind him, and Yi Shuyuan knew that Shi Sheng was running out barefoot without looking back.

"Master, I'm hungry!"

With that said, Shi Sheng had already sat down at the table, leaning on the tabletop to watch Yi Shuyuan write.

"Shi Sheng, discuss it with your parents and go out with the master."

"Yeah!"

Shi Sheng suddenly became excited, but immediately asked another question.

"Junior brother, are you coming too?"

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Shi Sheng with a smile.

"Zhong Bin is different from you. He actually has his own way in his heart. After entering the Immortal Sect, I, as the master, only need to give you occasional guidance."

"what about me?"

Hui Mian couldn't help but speak.

"You're just a little brat! Sir, I just need to control you a bit so that I can lead you on the right path and prevent you from taking detours. Otherwise, Xiaolin will become an immortal and you won't be able to do anything!"

Shi Sheng frowned again and again, but still didn't say anything to refute.