Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 102 Stress drives motivation
The sky was getting dark, Yi Shuyuan walked out the door, stretched out his hand towards the roof, and the gourd flew into his sleeve again.

At this time, the kitchen of the old village chief's house was already filled with smoke, and he called Yi Shuyuan to prepare for dinner.

The old man has three daughters who are all married, and now they live here with their husbands, and the arrival of Yi Shuyuan has also made the family lively.

The old man went to bed early, and he drank a few more glasses tonight. After dinner was over and Yi Shuyuan helped clean up the dishes, the old couple went to bed one after another.

Although Yi Shuyuan also looked like he was going to rest, but of course he would not lie down and sleep after entering the room.

Yi Shuyuan first put out the inkstone and took out the pen, and then took out the wine gourd from his sleeve.

After running mana in his hand to seal the gourd, Yi Shuyuan gently pulled the plug off.

A faint scent of wine wafted out with a little hot feeling, but it didn't leave Yi Shuyuan's side.

A wisp of wine was poured into the inkstone by Yi Shuyuan, Hui Mian wobbled holding the ink stick and wanted to grind it, but Yi Shuyuan gently snatched it away.

"I'm going to get drunk when I smell some alcohol, let's go."

At this slightly tense moment, Hui Mian's appearance also brought Yi Shuyuan a little relief.

And Yi Shuyuan's smiling words also brought confidence to Xiao Diao, and the original sense of fear was diluted.

Yi Shuyuan rolled up his sleeves and grinded it carefully, the ink color blended with the "strong" wine, spinning continuously in the center of the inkstone, like a turbulent wave in a small area.

But under Yi Shuyuan's careful control, the movement in the inkstone gradually weakened and softened, and finally turned into rich ink.

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, he now wants to learn a legendary allusion.

The folding fan was unfolded in Yi Shuyuan's hands, and the Langhao pen was stained with special ink.

The hair on the tip of the pen is like a bottomless pit, absorbing the ink all the time, completely absorbing the ink in the inkstone, so that the tip of the pen bulges slightly.

Yi Shuyuan held the penholder in his hand, steadied his mind and controlled his force, and then wrote directly on the fan.

The ink lines outline the shape and gradually connect together.

This time it is not writing any words, but drawing.

Hui Mian held his nose and looked closely, and saw that under Yi Shuyuan's pen, a sharp feeling gradually appeared on the fan surface.

Another burning sensation made Hui Mian seem to be approaching the stove instead of the folding fan.

And amidst the scorching heat, he felt a strange chill.

A sword with a cold light gradually appeared on the fan.
And because of the ink, there was a faint layer of red on the sword that was supposed to be black and white.

"call"

Yi Shuyuan exhaled lightly, and before the ink dried up, the folding fan in his hand was closed.

Holding the folding fan in his hand, Yi Shuyuan's mana circulated in his body, continuously integrated into the folding fan, and even more connected with the folding fan, gradually reflecting the feelings in his heart to the folding fan.

At this moment, the folding fan in his hand seemed to melt and become blurred.

Thoughts come from the heart, thoughts turn into dharma, dharma creates illusion, illusion turns into reality!
Yi Shuyuan kept suggesting the truth in his heart, and it seemed that some mist and splendor appeared above the folding fan, and it was more like ripples in the water, reflecting the shadow of the folding fan.

As the mana continued to flow into the folding fan, Yi Shuyuan's forehead was slightly sweaty, and the words "ever-changing" appeared faintly on the folding fan.

The folding fan became more and more blurred, as if surrounded by fog, but instead it was a reflection in the sky, becoming clearer and clearer in the ripples.

When the folding fan was completely covered by the mist, the ripples above it that were getting bigger and bigger began to calm down.

When there was finally no waves, the reflection had changed from a folding fan to a wine cup.

The haze in Yi Shuyuan's hand dissipated, and the folding fan actually turned into a wine cup!
Become!

Yi Shuyuan's heartbeat was several minutes faster than usual.

Sure enough, learning breakthroughs under pressure is not groundless. It was almost meaningless before, but today it finally happened.

Hui Mian also became agitated all of a sudden, so happy that he flapped his paws subconsciously.

Mister is done!

Yi Shuyuan showed a slight smile, but his mana did not dissipate, and he kept moving. He turned the wine cup to his right hand, grabbed the wine gourd again and poured wine into the wine cup.

As the wine filled up, the shadow of a sword floated on the water.

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Hui Mian, who was also looking at him.

After that, Yi Shuyuan drank the wine without saying a word.

As soon as the wine entered his throat, a burning sensation filled his mouth in an instant, and a sharp feeling made Yi Shuyuan's mouth ache.

"Um"

Yi Shuyuan almost spit out the wine, and could even feel the fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, but he puffed up his cheeks to hold it back.

"Gollum."

This mouthful of the strongest and most terrifying wine so far in this life was swallowed by Yi Shuyuan, and there was another burst of burning from his throat to his stomach.
This trick was originally called "Sword with Honey Belly", and it was originally an evil method of raising a sword in the belly of a demon a long time ago.

Yi Shuyuan's principle is that no law is good or bad, and there is no fixed law, it depends on who uses it and how to use it.

Taking this trick as inspiration, removing some dross, and then integrating it into my own thoughts, this trick will give birth to new changes, which is enough to turn decay into magic.

Moreover, the wine was too strong, and it was difficult for Yi Shuyuan to control it, and it was difficult for him to be meticulous in his current practice.

But use ink to neutralize the force, use painting to frame the shape of the sword, and then change the folding fan that carries the sword, and let the carrier flow along the wine, and naturally melt into Yi Shuyuan's belly.

Then, with Yi Shuyuan's current Taoism, he skillfully resolved the difficulties step by step, and managed to hide the sword in his belly!

With Mojiu hiding the sword, it is not a big problem for Yi Shuyuan to control the sword in his belly.

Moreover, the absolute power is not diminished, and it is absolutely unexpected!

Fighting skills, fighting is not just about supernatural powers, mystical powers and mana levels in a simple sense!
"Let Yi come to meet you evildoer today!"

The hidden sword was in his belly, although his belly was burning, it also made Yi Shuyuan more confident.

"Sir, what if we can't fight?"

Yi Shuyuan patted Hui Mian on the head.

"Don't be disheartened!"

"Oh"

Hui Mian held his head, and Yi Shuyuan's tone made it a little easier.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the closed door.

"That woman drank blood during the day, and at night she will definitely go to find that evildoer's real body to revive her vitality. Let's have an oriole in the back!"

The moment of synaesthesia during the day made Yi Shuyuan understand that the cat demon's real body was not in good condition, and he was fully prepared to deal with the monster's harmful body.

That is to take advantage of its illness to kill him! ——
Although the elders and elders of the village had already fallen asleep, it was still early and the villagers were still active.

However, there were some commotions in the village. Some old people were calling their son's name and yelling that their family members hadn't come back.

This incident was not a small one, and the old village head was so shocked that he put on his clothes and went there, and made a lot of noise for a while, but there was no result.

In the end, we can only go back to our respective homes first, and we will talk about it tomorrow.

As time went by, the lights in the village went out one by one.

There is not much entertainment at night in the mountain village, and the villagers gradually began to rest.

Yi Shuyuan didn't go out the whole time, sitting cross-legged on the bed at this moment, his mind was in an ethereal state.

No one in the village seems to be on watch, and ordinary people don't know the time of night.

It was about the moment when the sky was full of bright moon, Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes.

Can you finally take it no longer?
In the outdoor village, the moonlight illuminated the originally dark village clearly, but because of the fog, the place close to the ground was more hazy.

A rather pretty woman quietly left the house. She glanced around and left in a hurry.

In the middle of the night, almost no one would wander around outside, and the neighborhood was not peaceful, so no one would go out at night.

The woman walked very vigorously, walking all the way to the edge of the village.

And the home of the old lichang is close to the gate of the village.

The woman reached the wall, looked around again, and then fell to all fours.

The next moment, the woman leaped over the wall and jumped outside the village.

After a few breaths, Yi Shuyuan landed lightly outside the wall, then tapped his toes on the ground, looking for the monster energy, and chased after him with light work.

The real body of the monster must be hiding in the mountains, otherwise Yi Shuyuan must have discovered it long ago.

And the so-called miasma is probably also related to this monster!
Yi Shuyuan belongs to the kind of person who is more stable the more he is on the scene, and can look at himself from another angle.

And thanks to the experience of being a human being in two lifetimes, it will not be messed up.

Although he is confident in his ability to hold back his breath, in this case, Yi Shuyuan tried not to use immortal techniques in order to be on the safe side.

It's just to restrain the breath and avoid leaking the breath when casting spells.

Although women can no longer be counted as human beings, they obviously can't fly through the clouds, but the speed is really not slow.

Yi Shuyuan restrained his breath and followed far away, and then he was slightly startled, because after a while, he felt another wave of evil spirit.

This evil spirit is slightly different from that of the widow in the village, but it is of the same origin fundamentally, it is not much stronger, and it also makes Yi Shuyuan uncomfortable.

Is there really more than one little demon!

However, Yi Shuyuan has long been mentally prepared. He is not afraid of this kind of character who relies on beauty to seduce people to devour essence. One more is not much.

Those who were rushing ahead and those who were chasing after were not ordinary people. They were traveling extremely fast in the mountains, and the fog in the night in the mountains could not be a hindrance.

After a while, Yi Shuyuan gradually felt his scalp tingle, and he could feel a more and more fierce feeling.

The evil spirit began to grow stronger, and the surrounding fog became weird, so that there were no insects or birds singing for a while.

It seems that this is miasma, and it really has something to do with monsters!

A small stockade built of wood gradually appeared in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, and many horseshoe prints could be seen in the places passing by.

It turns out that there really are bandits and thieves!
It's just that at the moment, the bandits' village in front of them is deathly silent. If the monsters are hiding here, then the bandits must be in danger.

The two women trotted into the stockade, while Yi Shuyuan stayed by the wall outside the stockade.

Although Yi Shuyuan has never seen a few monsters in his practice, the ferociousness of this monster made him understand that this monster is definitely not simple.

He just went out to travel the world, and he encountered this kind of situation. It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous, but it is still the same sentence, Yi Shuyuan can hold his breath.

"Meow~"

Yi Shuyuan was startled by a slight cat meowing. He looked towards the fence far away from the cottage, and at some point there was a cat standing there.

This is definitely an ordinary cat, but this cat seems to see through Yi Shuyuan's hidden form?
The moment he almost met the cat's eye, Yi Shuyuan confirmed this, and this meow really killed me!

The increasingly obvious evil spirit made Yi Shuyuan pay too much attention to the monster.

However, the silent environment made Yi Shuyuan subconsciously think that all the animals had run away based on his experience and logic during the day.

Is this what makes me ignore common animals?

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's scalp was numb, and the vicious evil spirit in the cottage was already boiling.
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PS: Ask for a one-month ticket recommendation ticket!
Also, sometimes it's not that I want to stop, but it just happens to be here. It's only my fault that my coding efficiency is not so high.

(End of this chapter)