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After a while, countless runes appeared in everyone\'s sea of ​​consciousness, and their consciousness seemed to be floating in the boundless sea of ​​runes.

"I\'ll go, so many esoteric runes."

Shitou came back to his senses first, and complained bitterly: "I don\'t understand at all, how can I practice?"

"hehe."

The brothers returned from the sea of ​​runes one by one, and couldn\'t help laughing when they heard his bitter complaints.

"So, Master\'s guidance is needed."

Lin Qingluo was also amused, and smiled jokingly.

"Hey, master is the best."

Shi Shi immediately changed his face, licked his face and smiled: "Teach me first, I am most suitable for practicing phantom steps."

"Tch, this guy, you have a thick skin."

All the young men gave him a supercilious look.

"Speaking of exercises reminded me."

Lin Qingluo smiled and said, "You are new to cultivating immortals, your background is too weak, and you have not mastered a lot of knowledge. Just taking advantage of these days in the Kunlun School, go to the teaching hall to attend a few more lectures, which will help you understand the essence of runes."

"All right."

The teenagers agreed in unison, and including the stone, they all showed serious expressions.

*

Without the interference of ordinary affairs, Lin Qingluo entered Yuanshi Orb, and devoted herself to cultivation at a ten-fold speedup.

Light rain fell from the sky, moistening the dry land.

The area suitable for vegetation growth gradually increased, and countless spirit grass seeds sprouted from the soil like mushrooms after rain.

The mountains are gradually covered with green, and the fresh branches and leaves bring green vitality to the barren land.

The slender fingers waved gently in the rain and mist, and a miniature waterspout the size of a thumb gradually formed, like a naughty child, circling around her fingertips non-stop.

*

The days of cultivating in the mountain stream passed quickly, half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

As the year approaches, Lin Qingluo formally bids farewell to his master and leads a group of young men back to the capital city.

Two siblings, Ye Qinghan and Ye Qingying, walked with them.

First go to the capital city to visit my aunt whom I haven\'t seen for many years, and then return to Jinling for the New Year.

Mu Yufu cared about her beloved disciple, fearing that she would be disturbed by worldly affairs and would not return to the Kunlun School.

He took the initiative to invite Ying, and the royal envoy Feizhou sent him home.

The flying boat flew across the sky like a pop, and flew out of the treasured land of the Immortal Mansion, which was full of aura, and flew into the distance.

*

It was snowing heavily in the city of Kyoto, and the snowflakes fell from the sky like catkins, and at a glance, everything was white.

"How fast, another year."

The flying boat came quickly, and Lin Qingluo looked in the direction of the Zhen Guogong\'s mansion. She poked out the spiritual mask with her slender hand, and the wind fluttered gently, and the fluttering snowflakes condensed into ice and floated in her palm.

"Melting Ice!"

The eyes of all the young men were attracted by the icicle in her palm, and their eyes could burst into flames eagerly in the snowy and cold weather.

"It\'s great to be home soon."

Lin Qingluo smiled sweetly, threw away the ice casually, took out a thick mink fur cloak from the storage ring, and wrapped it around her body.

"younger sister?"

The teenagers were all stunned by her magical transformation.

Along the way, they were protected by Feizhou\'s spiritual mask, but none of them wore thick cotton clothes.

Why do you put on a cloak when you are close to the house?

"It\'s snowing heavily and freezing to the bone."

Lin Qingluo smiled and explained to her brother a few doubts: "Wearing unlined clothes is too eye-catching and easily arouses suspicion."

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