Chapter 32 The Wooden Man.

By the Lotus Pool, the hut.

The furnishings in the house are simple and simple, with empty walls.

Ji Chang floated on the light, sat alone by the table, slowly rolled up his long sleeves.

A line of blood was scribbled on the arm under the sleeves. It was dry at this moment, and it appeared strange purple-black: This is a "weird" and I am losing my memory.

His face changed, and he lost his memory...so that's it!

No wonder he always felt something was wrong!

Thinking of this, Ji Changfu immediately opened the storage bag and took out a talisman with golden blood patterns and many strange-shaped objects.

The aura of this talisman was converging, without any fluctuations of power, as if it was just a piece of fancy paper.

Ji Changfu treated it very seriously. After taking it out, he cut his wrist and dripped blood on it. When the blood pattern swallowed all his blood and lit up a little light, he held his hands in front of his chest and recited several sentences in a low voice.

A blue color slowly rose above the talisman.

Seeing this, Ji Changfu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put it on the back of his neck to cover it with his long hanging hair.

This is the unique heavenly will talisman of the natural religion, and it is one of the means of putting his hands in his hands.

It can protect the mind and eliminate all kinds of confusion from the outside world, and even in the face of strangeness, it can make Ji Changfu keep his mind clear.

Although the memories he has lost are not able to be retrieved, he can be in a clear state before the talisman is burned out.

And this period of time is enough for him to do a lot of things!

I just pasted the talisman and the knock on the door sounded.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong.

Ji Changfu got up and went to open the door, and saw the students from Yizi Academy standing outside the door in unison. He was just about to ask, what should I do with him so late?

Suddenly I realized that the talisman behind my neck had begun to burn!

He was clear in his heart and immediately looked at the students in front of him alertly, but he didn't dare to take action immediately.

This place is weird. Before you understand the rules, you will take action rashly, which may lead to worse changes!

The students stared at Ji Changfu with malicious intentions, and regardless of his reaction, they spoke directly: Master Ji, let’s play with the wooden man.

We count one, two or three, and then we are not allowed to move or laugh.

If we lose, we will continue to listen to the Master's teaching tomorrow.

If the Master loses, let us demonstrate what we have learned during the day.

We play with the Master one by one!

Then, the leading male student stood up and said loudly: I am the first one!

Immediately afterwards, the other students shouted in unison: One, two, three, everyone is a wooden man, no move, no laughter...

Ji Changfu's pupils shrank, and he immediately did not dare to move.

This is the rule in the weird way. Once violated, the consequences will be unpredictable!

His heart was slightly sank, the wooden man could not move... The trump card he had just prepared was completely in vain!

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Inside the water pavilion at the end of the Jiuqu Long Bridge.

The simple furnishings are clear at a glance.

Pei Ling walked around and sat down cross-legged on the bed without interest, preparing to practice.

Just as I was about to start, I remembered the pills I refined during the day, and immediately took out a top-quality pill of the Heart-Tongjiao, and then swallowed it into my mouth.

The moment the pill entered the abdomen, a warm feeling spread.

It seems that all limbs and bones are soaked in warm water with appropriate temperatures, making it indescribable to feel comfortable and relaxed.

At the same time, his meridians expanded quietly, and his thinking became clearer and more agile.

Pei Ling suddenly felt something in his heart, and his qualifications and understanding suddenly improved.

This Wuxin Tongjiao Pill is one of the inherited elixirs of the Danzu.

A monk can only take one pill in his lifetime, and the second pill is completely useless.

Before Ningying, Pei Ling took a whole day to refine a furnace of Wuxin Tongjiao Pill, and he also had to retain the amount of Wuxin Tongjiao Pill that he traded with Zhou Miaoli. Therefore, he never wanted to take it himself.

After Ningying succeeded and the Holy Son, he was busy preparing the materials for the transformation of the gods, and he only refines the Pill of Death and Death.

After all, in comparison, although the effect of Wuxin Tongjiao Pill is not worse than that of the Death and Death and Death Pill, only Pei Ling has mastered this elixir recipe at present. Most cultivators have only heard of the Death and Death and Death Pill, but are extremely unfamiliar with Wuxin Tongjiao Pill.

For the convenience of trading, until now, Pei Ling has a large number of death-reverse life pills on him, but the Wuxin Tongjiao pill has no storage.

Fortunately, today I have taught the students and refined a lot of top-quality enlightenment and enlightenment pills.

Not only did the amount of the transaction promised by Zhou Miaoli had been completed, but he could also take the opportunity to take the extra elixir.

Although his cultivation depends entirely on the system, no one will mind that his qualifications and understanding will become better...

As he thought about it, Pei Ling gradually felt something was wrong. He was the saint son of Chongming Sect, so why did he suddenly teach in a private school??

strangeness!

How did he come to this private school?

Pei Ling suddenly realized that his memory was very serious, but although he could feel that he had lost his memory, he still couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

This kind of amnesia... I seem to be very familiar with it!Pei Ling frowned, and his thoughts were turned on. I had to find a way to restore my memory!

No, it's not right...

What I need to do most now is to leave here immediately!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately stood up and walked out of the water pavilion.

Squeak.

He quickly walked to the door, without any hesitation, and opened the door.

Rumble...

At the same time, a purple lightning flashed through the night sky, instantly illuminating a figure at the door.

His beard and his beard were white and his blue shirt was upright. The heavy rain fell and slapped him. The rain flowed down his hair bun and spread across his cheeks, revealing his clothes from his chin. However, the man didn't realize it, and only carried his hands on his back, looking at Pei Ling expressionlessly.

His eyes were extremely strange, as if he was extremely eager and disgusted.

The night around was as dark as ink, and the rain was pouring. The only light on the pavilion was dim and dark. A little bright color appeared from behind Pei Ling, and shone on his face, making him look particularly gloomy and terrifying.

It's the mountain leader!

Pei Ling's pupils suddenly shrank. After the other party just sent him to the room, he seemed to have been standing outside the door, not leaving for more than half a step?

The old master's lips moved and he asked slowly: It's so late, where is Master Wang Gao going?

Pei Ling felt something was wrong with the mountain growing, and immediately said calmly: I want to go to the thatched cottage.

The old master looked at him quietly, the sound of rain tripped the thunder and resounded around, in front of the water pavilion, on the Nine-Curve Long Bridge, the atmosphere gradually became tense.

After a while, the old master said slowly: I'll take you there.

After speaking, he turned around and headed in one direction.

Pei Ling felt something was wrong, but the thoughts in his mind became increasingly dull and more difficult.

Soon, his reaction slowed down significantly, but he instinctively followed the old master...