Resigned!Who made me awaken the Lingzhi space?

Chapter 57 Formulas
As if he had discovered a fun game, Wen Xu became addicted all of a sudden. He took a brush and splashed ink on the air wall at will.

The air wall is slightly rolled up, if it is not unable to make a sound, you must ask Wen Xu: Is it suitable?

Is it right for you to do this?

Simply too much.

There is no such thing.

Ugh.

Fortunately, this guy still has a conscience and knows how to wipe it clean.

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With a few scribbles, a new landscape painting is finished, but there are some fly in the ointment, something is missing.

"There should be some inscriptions." Wen Xu picked up his pen confidently, ready to write a poem, but...

poetry?

Excuse me.

She is not that material, how can she have any writing skills.

She does have a few pots of asparagus.

"Lu is timid, Lu is timid." Wen Xu hurriedly wiped away the unique and only word "Ah" that she had just written with a cleansing technique.

But with the thought of the inscription together, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Pick up the pen and ink, and complete it in one go. If you don’t know, you might think that some poetic fairy has come.

How did she know, she was just drawing ghosts.

Where is the poem she wrote on the air wall? It is clearly just the formula of the cleansing technique.

However, her uninhibited handwriting, which is like a ghost drawing, is bold and uninhibited. This incomprehensible handwriting has a bit of a "superior" color.

After entertaining herself, Wen Xu didn't forget that she still had business to do.

She's about to start solidifying her cleansing skills!
She wants to scrub the wall of air that has been made black by her, without leaving a trace of ink.

Raise your breath and get up.

Hands up, get ready.

"Ouch!"

Wen Xu staggered, "What's going on?"

It's like the feeling that one foot is empty when going down the stairs. This empty feeling is really uncomfortable.

Wen Xu wanted to use the new skills she had learned.

In the end, before she could do anything, the ink marks on the wall spread out like a puff of smoke, and disappeared from Wen Xu's eyes.

"???"

"Disappeared?"

how could be.

She hasn't made a move yet, why did she disappear.

The air wall is clean, even cleaner than a professional housekeeping team, as if the "landscape painting" on the wall in her memory is just her illusion.

The soft air wall slowly undulates.

After a while, to Wen Xu's surprise, the ink marks on the air wall reappeared.

Just like when the ink blot disappeared, when the ink blot appeared, it was like a cloud of black smoke.

The only difference from before is that the final destination of the previous black smoke is to disperse, but at this moment, it is slowly gathering into characters one by one.

If Wen Xu's characters can barely be boasted as elegant, then the characters in front of him can be described as dignified.

Wen Xu's heart was pounding.

This scene is very familiar.

She still remembered that one day when she was lying on the hillside of the small hill in the center of the space, the clouds in the sky had a similar situation to the present one.

What appeared at that time, the gathering of white clouds was "Entraining Qi Jue".

And what appeared at this moment...

What could it be?

After about 3 minutes, a line of poetry appeared in front of Wen Xu.

"The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will be empty for thousands of years."

Wen Xu rubbed his chin, and thought about this line of ancient poems that suddenly appeared.

Isn't this a story I learned in textbooks when I was a child, how could it appear on the air wall of the space?
No return, empty yoyo?
Wen Xu frowned, "Could this have anything to do with cleaning?"

If you think about it, it's really possible.

Because what Wen Xu wrote on her "landscape painting" is not the original text of the cleansing technique.

However, no one can answer this question.

Three minutes later, Wen Xu felt a gust of wind blowing by, and the subtitles on the air wall seemed to be projected by someone, and slowly disappeared before Wen Xu's eyes.

Just like when "Entraining Qi Jue" appeared at that time.

It appeared without warning, and disappeared with no intention of saying hello.

No notes were left, and no one came out to explain to Wen Xu. Everything can only be realized by Wen Xu himself.

Wen Xu looked up at the clouds in the sky, the sky in the space was extremely bright

Once the yellow crane is gone, the white clouds will live for thousands of years...

what do you mean.

Wen Xu walked slowly along the ridgeline, thinking about the poem that just appeared on the air wall in his mind.

The result can be imagined.

Utopias are useless.

Wen Xu pondered on his own for half an hour, pondered on loneliness, and came up with nothing.

It is different from the exercises given by Master Hu.

The cleansing technique given by Master Hu is like a formula, what is the first step, and what is the second step, clearly written.

At this point, Wen Xu was still in the space, and it took more than a week to initially master the basic cleaning techniques.

Therefore, Wen Xu's mentality is quite good at the moment, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand right now.

That's normal, she's not in a hurry.

She is not demanding of herself, she readily accepts herself.

"Hey!"

Wen Xu's feet were short, there was a pothole in the road, instead of going around it, he had to jump over it.

If it was in the real world, Wen Xu would still carry the burden of an adult anyway, and she would be embarrassed to do something too childish.

It's different in space.

For example, when you see a puddle on the road and step on it specially, in the real world, it seems very boring and childish.

But this kind of thing doesn't matter in the space.

Face or something, it's all floating clouds, childish or not, it doesn't matter, just be happy.

Wen Xu didn't even think about it, so he made a long jump posture and jumped over a dirt pit.

Yeah, it's the feeling of flying.

Xu felt that he wasn't enjoying himself enough, so Wen Xu's eyes fell on the small ditch seven or eight meters ahead.

The small ditch was more than one meter wide. She sprinted for a run-up, still muttering, "Yellow Crane, go!"

Hey!
Take off, fly!

Landing on the ground, "... will never return."

Before Wen Xu stepped on her feet and stabilized her body, she was already stunned in place.

Only two birdsongs that were very close to each other rang in her ears. Hearing that Xu lifted the water to block the flying dust, she covered her mouth and nose, and opened her eyes with difficulty.

Good guy!
Two birds that looked a bit like red-crowned cranes flew up ten steps away from her. Wherever they flew, the sky was full of wind and sand.

Is this a yellow crane?
It's not yellow either.

Let's call it a crane.

The visibility around was getting lower and lower, Wen Xu only felt that he must have encountered a tornado.

Soon, a wind wall covered with yellow sand was erected high around, and Wen Xu could only hug himself pitifully and find a cover to hide himself.

The black and white cranes can only occasionally see some shadows in the yellow sand, perhaps because of the yellow sand, these two cranes look a bit vicissitudes, and they are not so immortal.

With a thought, he flashed out of the space.

She was afraid that if it was a little later, she would be buried in the space by yellow sand.

But Wen Xu was really curious. In the real world, Wen Xu drank a glass of water, thought for a while, found out the mask, put on the hood, Wen Xu flashed into the space again.

(End of this chapter)