Not far away, in the center of the alley, a figure was trapped in a pile of yellow sand, as if struggling in quicksand.

Ai Hui was alert, and the quicksand in the middle of the alley made him think of Tu Xiu at the first time.

Tu Cultivation has many strange killer moves, which are hard to defend against. After a while, there was no other situation. Ai Hui looked carefully and noticed that only half of his body was exposed was a bit special.

The skin is light yellow, with a rough feeling of gravel. She wears a white mask on her face, and the material looks like some kind of hard rock.

Ai Hui suddenly spoke: "Sha Ou?"

The other party stopped struggling, looked at him, and replied: "Yes, you can call me Loulan."

The low and thick male voice was a little hoarse.

Sha Ou is one of the most popular skills of Tu Cultivation. It is not difficult to make, easy to repair, and hardworking, and is very suitable for some physical work. The heavy sand produced by the Yellow Sand Corner of the Five Elements Heaven is of extraordinary quality, which directly makes the sand Ou popular. In the wilderness, Ai Hui has seen many sand Ou, so he can quickly recognize it.

"It seems that you are in some trouble." Ai Hui walked to Loulan and squatted down: "Is there a problem with the sand core?"

The most common problem with the sand puppet is the sand core. The sand core is not a natural thing, but is made of soil cultivation with heavy sand. It is the core of the sand puppet. Due to different skills and attainments of each person, the sand core of each sand puppet is different.

The whole body of the sand puppet is made of yellow sand. The sand core is the key to the changes in their bodies. Once there is a problem with the sand core, their bodies will turn into a pile of sand.

"Yes, an old problem." Loulan was helpless: "Can you help me? My master is Master Shao. He lives in the penultimate building of the alley. Can you send me a message to him?"

"The penultimate building in the alley?" Ai Hui raised his eyebrows: "It seems we have to be neighbors for a while."

Loulan has a good level of intelligence. It seems that there is a very powerful cultivator living next door.

As soon as Ai Hui's palm was stretched into the yellow sand, he immediately felt the rich earth element. His palm seemed to have fallen into the millstone and was crushed by the heavy earth element. His face shook, and the gold element was spread all over his palms. His palm was like a sharp dagger, sank into the yellow sand.

"Honesty."

As soon as Ai Hui finished speaking, the golden power gathered in his palm suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound exploded from the yellow sand, and the invisible shock spread suddenly. The wriggling yellow sand stagnated, and Loulan's body stiffened.

Two seconds later, a ray of light appeared in Loulan's pupils, and the dispersed yellow sand was attracted by a magnet, gathering rapidly towards his body.

In a blink of an eye, there was no yellow sand left on the ground, and Loulan's body recovered as before. He moved his body and his tone was full of surprise: "How did you do it in a magical way?"

"It's a very simple method." Ai Hui corrected casually, lifting his old cloth bag again and putting it on his shoulder: "It can only be used for emergency treatment. You have to re-check the sand core when you go back."

It is indeed not a very powerful method. In the wilderness, Ai Hui saw Tu Xiu treating the sand puppet in this way more than once. Although he didn't always have a bright light, it worked seven or eight times ten times.

However, this was his first practice. No Tushu master would ask a coolie to help him repair the sand puppet.

Of course, Loulan definitely couldn't feel that Ai Hui was a novice, but instead felt that he was full of mastery.

"Thank you very much!" Loulan saluted Ai Hui in a sincere tone and thanked him: "I haven't asked you about your name yet."

"It's just a matter of time, my name is Ai Hui." Ai Hui waved his hand and signaled Loulan not to mind, so he walked forward: "Let's go, we'll be in the same direction."

Loulan followed Ai Hui: "Where are you going?"

"Is Bingfeng Dojo here?" Ai Hui said casually.

"It's indeed a neighbor." Loulan's low voice was filled with excitement: "We are next door, is that your home? It seems that no one has lived there."

Home……

Ai Hui's steps stopped slightly, but then he was as usual: "No, I accept the entrustment and be responsible for cleaning."

Loulan said oh, "Then are you a freshman?"

"That's right." Ai Hui nodded. He had already felt that Loulan should rarely go out.

The spiritual intelligence of the Sha Ou has room for growth. The fighting sand Ou that Ai Hui has seen in the wilderness are all cunning and cold, and are real killing weapons.

In the wilderness, there is a saying that if you want to know what a cultivator looks like, you will know when you look at his sand puppet. If you look at Loulan, you will know when your master, Master Shao is a cultivator who is dedicated to practicing without caring about the world.

"Here, this is the Bingfeng Taoist temple." Loulan pointed to the old house at the end of the alley ahead.

"It's really like to practice the temple in such a remote place..." Ai Hui shook his head. It was probably because of the three years of experience in the sword cultivation temple that made him much more sensitive to the relationship between the temple. He had thought that the location of the temple would be more remote, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he found that it was more remote than he thought.

Is it another boss-like tragic character?

It is possible. Didn’t the old man say that the homeowner has not been in contact for more than 20 years? In fact, the subtext is just about not knowing what to do.

Well, Ai Hui felt that he was having a lot of fun. Anyway, he came here for the reward. The temple had nothing to do with him, and the life and death of the homeowner had nothing to do with him.

The gate is surrounded by spider webs, and the wooden plaque on the gate is thick with a layer of gray, and even the words on the wooden plaque are blurred. If you hadn't known about the four words "Bingfeng Taoist Temple" in advance, you would definitely not be able to recognize them.

I took out the key, opened the door lock easily, and found the right place.

When I opened the door, the thick dust immediately rustled down like snow.

Standing at the door for a while, waiting for the dust to dissipate for a while, Ai Hui walked in.

The courtyard was full of decay, and the weeds grew taller than people. Most of them were swords, which looked like swords pointed to the sky. Ai Hui's eyes twitched. He planted swords, and the owner's hobby was really strange.

The biggest function of the sword thunder is to make grass swords. Ai Hui's weapon is a grass sword made of a sword thunder.

But at this time, he saw the sword throng that was taller than him in the yard, and his head immediately became bigger. The texture of the sword throng is very tough, far beyond steel, and cutting the sword throng is a chore. What's more, the sword throng is full of clusters. If you accidentally break into it, you will most likely be cut and covered with bruises.

Ai Hui shook his head and smiled bitterly.

What made him even more depressed was that these sword thruths were too thick and old. If they were five-year-old sword thruths, they could still be sold for some money. The blades of this period were just the size of the blades of the sword thruths were suitable for making grass swords. The leaves of the thicker and older sword thruths were too large and would be of little use.

"I can help." Loulan said to Ai Hui.

Ai Hui shook his head: "I'll do it myself, you need to check the sand core. It was just an emergency measure just now and it couldn't solve the problem."

"Okay." Loulan tilted her head: "You can wait for me to come tomorrow."

"I'll do it myself. I'll do it after I get the money." Ai Hui said while opening his old cloth bag. He didn't have the habit of throwing things to others to do.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Loulan said nothing more, and her body turned into a pool of quicksand, seeping into the ground, and disappeared.

As a relatively troublesome plant, Swordmaru is quite a headache, but this does not include Ai Hui.

After staying in the wilderness for three years, Ai Hui is now considered half an expert in plant science. Unfortunately, his physique is not wood attributes. Otherwise, he felt that his future in wood cultivation would be much greater than that of Jin Xiu.

His old cloth bag was filled with all kinds of strange things, animal bones, fur, plant seeds, stones of special colors, and everything. This was his spoils for three years in the wilderness, and all his savings. Most of them were collected by himself, some were rewards from some Yuan Xiu, and some scraps that Yuan Xiu looked down upon.

Ai Hui kept it carefully. No matter what happened, his cloth bag was never lost.

He turned out a small red bottle. This was a fire poison he equipped in the wilderness, called Burning Wood. Its toxicity is not strong and cannot be used in combat, but in the wilderness, it is a must-have item that everyone will carry with him. Its biggest function is weeding.

Wild grass and trees are growing everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, and many places are hard to move forward, and camping requires clearing a large area of ​​open space.

The wild plants have very strong vitality, and there are more weeds with a tougher texture than the sword-grain, which are as difficult to deal with by human power. Ordinary flames have no use, and fire poisons like wood must be used.

Ai Hui opened the bottle stopper, and a scent of sulfur immediately spread. The red colored wood, like lava, poured into the sword thatch.

The wood burning was stained with the leaves of the sword ash, and the green sword ash immediately turned gray, which spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smell of sulfur in the air became lighter. In about five minutes, the originally green sword-thaw clump completely turned gray.

"puff!"

The gray sword thatch collapsed like an avalanche, leaving behind a piece of grass and wood ash.

Ai Hui skillfully shovels the ash on the ground into the soil, which can effectively inhibit the growth of weeds, which do not like the breath of fire poison.

He moved quickly and in a blink of an eye he cleaned up the yard. He found a broom to clear the spider webs in the corners. He fetched water from the well and scrubbed the floor. The dust was too thick, so he had to wash it at least five or six times.

The old gourd in the stone trough in the corner of the house removes diseased leaves, wraps its main vines around the pavilion pillar, hangs the largest gourd under the eaves, and wraps the other vines along the eaves, and carefully scrubs the surface of each gourd.

All doors and windows are opened for ventilation.

He hung the old wooden plaque in the sun and rain back to the main hall, washed the copper incense burner, found a bundle of incense from the cabinet, lit three pieces and inserted them.

After working hard all day, the temple was completely renewed.

As night falls, the gourds hanging under the eaves emit a soft light, illuminating the temple with a clear and tidy bluestone slabs, old and quaint wooden houses, neatly arranged utensils, and the incense is lingering with a hint of sweetness.

The quiet scene in front of me seemed to be a dream hidden deep in my heart, and walked up to him without warning.

It was so unexpected and so irresistible.

He was a little stunned.

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PS: Loulan’s character has been created and a poster has been made. It will be posted to Fang Fang’s WeChat public platform later. Interested friends add on WeChat to read it. The poster is very beautiful!
Chapter completed!