Chapter 287 Always Missing a Skill

Of course, the black cat that had lost its soul could not answer her. Its breathing was even and long, and its abdomen rose and fell with its breathing. It looked like a normal cat.

But Pan Yun knew it was not normal.

She carefully held it in her arms and examined it carefully.

The black cat died at the beginning, and even its two legs were broken. It was only after Pan Xiaohei entered its body and Tao Ji treated it that it recovered.

But Pan Xiaohei's existence only prolongs the cat's life. Once it is away from the body for more than a certain period of time, it may die again.

Until now, I don’t know if it’s because of Pan Xiaohei’s practice, or the cat’s nine lives attribute has finally been activated, but Pan Xiaohei has been out of the body for so long, but its breathing is still so steady, with its eyes closed, and its abdomen slowly rises and falls with its breathing.

Pan Yun put it in the cat bed on top of the cabinet and asked, "When will you come out?"

Pan Xiaohei, who was concentrating on cultivating his true self, took the time to reply: "I will go out after I refine the lightning and temper the spiritual realm, at the latest one day."

Pan Yun calmed down and lay down, raised his hand to extinguish the oil lamp, yawned, pulled up the quilt and went to sleep.

She fell asleep as soon as she tilted her head, and the morning sun appeared in the sky.

Sanqing Mountain was particularly quiet today. Except for Wang Cong who had just gotten up, everyone else's rooms were particularly quiet.

He practiced boxing, cooked porridge, ate breakfast alone, and then sat in front of the mountain gate in a daze, "Hey, why hasn't Third Junior Brother returned to the mountain yet?"

"If you can't even stand being alone for half a day, how can you achieve great enlightenment?"

Wang Cong stood up immediately, "Dad, are you awake?"

He made excuses for himself, "If I were the only one on the mountain, I would be able to endure the loneliness, but now there are so many people on the mountain, it feels like I'm the only one there, I can't cultivate this kind of lively loneliness."

Wang Feiyin raised his head to look at the sun, waved his hand and said, "Go, wake them all up. It's almost noon now, they can sleep in until now!"

Wang Cong immediately went to wake him up.

After all, Pan Jun had made a breakthrough and was in the best condition among everyone. She got up happily, changed into a new Taoist robe, opened the door, and walked out of the room with confidence.

As soon as she opened the door and felt the cold wind, her smile froze. Pan Jun closed the door again with a snap.

When she opened the door again, she had a piece of cloth wrapped around her head.

Wang Cong: "...Pfft, Junior Master, why don't you go back to your room and get some sleep?"

Pan Yun glanced at him and asked, "How is Third Senior Brother's injury?"

He was the most seriously injured last night.

Wang Cong: "My father went to see him."

Pan Yun also went to see him. Wang Feiyin was helping him transform the medicinal power. While transforming it, he muttered: "Although we in the alchemy path cultivate life and death, you can't just focus on the study of life and death. You still need to practice more magic and martial arts moves."

Tao Ji was in low spirits. He had serious internal injuries and couldn't sleep due to the pain. Seeing that his senior brother was still scolding him, he said, "There are only twelve hours in a day. I have to learn medicine, make pills, meditate, and think about new pill recipes. How can I have time to practice martial arts?"

He said, "I must have a focus. Doesn't Second Senior Brother also prefer astronomy and numerology? He has hardly learned the Dao of Alchemy. Why don't you teach him a lesson?"

Wang Feiyin: "He never made me worry about being killed. You are the best doctor in the temple, and you are the best in alchemy, but in the end, you are most likely to die early. Is it reasonable to spread this?"

"Do you know how heavy a blow this is to our Sanqing Mountain alchemy?" Wang Feiyin accused: "If this gets out, who will come to Sanqing Mountain to learn from a master? We don't have many people in Sanqing Mountain..."

Tao Ji felt even more aggrieved, "Someone came to become your disciple, but you didn't accept him. Now you blame me?"

Pan Yun shrank his neck and turned away cautiously.

She ran to see Xuan Miao. Xuan Miao no longer looked like he had been seriously injured the night before. He was meditating and practicing. Seeing that she was restless and wandering around, he simply ordered her, "Go clean the hall."

Pan Yun left silently.

The hall was relatively clean. Pan Yun took a rag and wiped it clockwise from left to right. When he reached the right side, he saw the symbol pressed under the stone.

Pan Yun picked it up and took a look at it, then asked Wang Cong, who was lighting incense and cheering, "Who was on duty at the mountain temple last night?"

Wang Cong glanced at the spell in her hand and shook his head, saying, "No one was on duty, and we were about to go to bed when my father suddenly said there was movement in the mountain temple, so he took me down the mountain."

"As soon as we opened the mountain temple, we saw the yellow talisman under the mountain god's feet with words on it, so we knew something had happened to you."

Pan Yun: "The time above...it only took us less than 25 minutes to get back, why did it take you so long to get here?"

Wang Cong knew what Pan Yun was asking, and said helplessly, "Your talisman didn't say the address, not even the direction, so my father had to calculate it himself. He...he's not very good at fortune-telling, and he got three places wrong before he found you."

Pan Yun: “…”

Wang Cong: "Uncle Master, next time you use the Word Talisman to ask for help, remember to tell me the specific address. A direction will do." Pan Jun nodded with a heavy face, "I'll remember that."

Her senior brothers always have one unreliable point, but her senior sister is more comprehensive.

The servants cleaned the Taoist temple inside and out, even the alchemy room at the other end of the well was not spared. They cleaned it diligently, and by the way, they cleaned up the guest room where Hongyan lived and let her move in.

Hongyan didn't expect that they actually prepared a room for her, and she was deeply touched.

Xiaohong also discovered that they, a ghost and a fox, were not discriminated against in Sanqing Temple, and everyone treated them like human beings.

Well, except for the fact that they particularly like the Red Beauty Tails, everyone really treats them the same.

So she cooked dinner for them herself.

Everyone had a great time.

Wang Feiyin put down his chopsticks and sighed, "After many months, I finally had a normal dinner."

Pan Jun sipped the soup and asked lazily, "What did Senior Brother eat for dinner in the past few months?"

Wang Feiyin: "We don't eat dinner, we fast at night."

Pan Yun paused, "What are we having for lunch?"

Wang Cong said: "Occasionally I eat noodles, and occasionally I eat rice."

Pan Yun: "Cook a little more rice and eat it in the evening."

Wang Cong: "It was not cooked by us, but by Uncle Wang's family down the mountain."

Tao Ji sighed: "You guys even went down the mountain to eat?"

Wang Feiyin: "It's not intentional. People come to the mountain temple every day to answer their questions and pray for them. I have to sit in the temple for half a day every day."

So what's wrong with them just having a meal?
Pan Yun's eyes widened. "Who went down the mountain to open the temple today?"

Wang Feiyin glanced at her and said, "You are a temple keeper, who are you asking?"

When Pan Jun heard this, he immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'll go down the mountain to take a look!"

"No need," Wang Feiyin said, "By the time you come down the mountain, the daylilies will be cold. I asked Cong'er to go down and hang a sign early in the morning. The temple will not be open today, but will be open tomorrow."

Wang Feiyin warned: "Remember to go down the mountain to open the temple tomorrow. You are the temple priest."

Pan Yun reached out and touched his headscarf, hesitantly saying, "Big Brother, how about letting my nephew take charge of the Mountain God Temple for a while longer?"

Wang Feiyin's eyes fell on her head and said, "You've even put on such an ugly headscarf, what are you still fussing about?"

Pan Yun: "I am not afraid of anyone on the mountain, but there are still people I care about down there."

Wang Feiyin was unhappy and asked, "Who do you care about down there?"

Pan Jun said seriously, "Everyone! Everyone who has the potential to become my believer, oh no, everyone who has the potential to become Master's believer."

She still has her idol image in her mind, how can she dress so ugly to meet people?

Wang Feiyin stared at her for a long time, and seeing that she insisted, he sighed and said, "Junior sister, please make a hat for her."

Xuanmiao said coldly: "I might as well wear a headscarf."

Tao Ji also whispered: "Fourth Junior Sister is good at making shoe soles, but she may not be so good at making hats."

Wang Feiyin looked at him and said, "Then you do it."

Tao Ji: "Then you should wear a headscarf. I think this headscarf looks good on Junior Sister."

Wang Cong and the others nodded immediately, "It's good to watch."

Pan Jun: "I want to go to the county town!"

In the end, Pan Yun did not go to the county town because Wang Feiyin cut a piece of plain cloth to sew a hat for her.

Wang Feiyin sewed very finely, even embroidering three bamboos on the hat. Pan Yun was stunned and murmured, "Big Brother, you have great craftsmanship."

Wang Feiyin: "You have to learn it yourself. You have to do all the sewing and other things by yourself in the future."

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