Xin Yun saw his master Qingfeng looking for something in his bag, so he started to help.
"Master, what treasure are you looking for?"
"Master is just looking for an ordinary piece of oil paper," Qingfeng replied calmly.
"Isn't an ordinary piece of oil paper used to make an umbrella?
Moreover, my disciple remembers that there is no oil paper in your satchel."
Xin Yun was a little confused.
"It seems that you are still not familiar with my teacher's satchel.
There is a piece of folded oil paper hidden in my teacher's satchel.
It was originally used to protect the teacher from rain on the road.
I didn't expect that it has come in handy now."
He said, Qingfeng carefully took out a piece of thickly folded oil paper from the inside pocket of her satchel.
"Master, what can this thick oil paper be used for?"
Xin Yun looked puzzled and couldn't wait to ask his master Qingfeng for advice.
"Yes, Master Tian, you can use this thick oil paper in your hand to drive away Hou Shengjue and his gang."
Although Old Man Li firmly believed in Qingfeng's Taoism, he could not figure out what the magic paper was for.
"Tianshi, what kind of medicine is in your treasure gourd?"
Han Yongzhong couldn't help his curiosity.
He took over Old Man Li's words and asked calmly.
"Don't worry, everyone, you will understand everything later," Qingfeng said, unfolding the folded piece of oil paper and quickly started to fold it.
"Master, are you thinking?"
Xin Yun saw this and understood in his heart, so he asked.
"Not bad" Qingfeng replied immediately and affirmatively.
"Master Tian, what kind of riddle are you and the little master playing?
Master Han and I were confused when we heard it."
Old Man Li asked in confusion.
"Dad Li, look what Pindao is folding."
Qingfeng asked Old Man Li while folding the oil paper.
"Tianshi, look at you folding this paper, it looks like you are folding a big paper boat."
Old Man Li boldly guessed as he looked at the origami paper that gradually took shape in Qingfeng's hand.
Qingfeng nodded and continued to fold paper.
"Master Tian, do you want to cast a spell, make another paper boat, and sail the boat to fight to the death with Hou Shengjue's gang?"
Han Yongzhongzhong asked rhetorically, unable to think of the second possibility.
Qingfeng shook his head after hearing this.
"Sir, what Father Li said just now is correct.
This time, Pindao will not cast spells to hurt mortal lives, is no exception."
Qingfeng explained seriously.
"Then I can't figure out the master's clever plan," Han Yongzhong couldn't help but sigh.
"Sir, you will know when I fold the paper boat," Qingfeng said, winking at his apprentice Xin Yun.
"Master, don't worry, I will start spreading clouds to cover the sun now," Xin Yun replied with understanding.
Qingfeng immediately folded the paper boat, quickly took out a magic talisman, and stuck it on the paper boat.
Upon seeing this, Xin Yun immediately began to use the technique of spreading clouds to cover the sun.
He found a "Walking Cloud Talisman" from his master Qingfeng's bag, pulled out his Wuhuang Tai Chi Bagua Sword, and picked up the "Walking Cloud Talisman" on the end of the sword.
"Clouds cover the sky and cover the sun, and clouds cover the eyes and hearts of outsiders, and they are as anxious as laws."
As soon as Xin Yun's inner secret came out, many clouds suddenly appeared in the originally clear blue sky.
These clouds are very strange, but they seem to have been discussed in advance, and they slowly gather towards the area above the deserted island, as if they have a good impression of each other after meeting acquaintances.
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"Mr.
Han, look at these clouds, are they a little strange?"
Old Man Li looked at the clouds that were starting to turn black.
He was full of doubts and couldn't help but ask Han Yongzhong.
"It's indeed a bit strange.
Could it be that the clouds that Xin Yun cast are actually dark clouds?"
Han Yongzhong boldly guessed and replied.
Sure enough, Han Yongzhong's guess was exactly the same as what happened later.
The clouds that gathered together gradually turned black and became thicker and thicker.
They actually looked like a black pot lid, covering the entire iron pot of the desert island.
"Sir, you are really clever and clever.
I really admire you, old man."
Old man Li praised respectfully.
"Dad Li, thank you very much.
I was just making random guesses.
I didn't expect this blind cat to have touched a dead mouse."
Han Yongzhong replied with a very modest smile.
"Sir, these dark clouds are coming, I'm afraid it's going to wind and rain again."
Qingfeng never gave Old Man Li any other instructions.
Old Man Li was a little worried that a storm might hit, so he said to Han Yongzhong.
"Dad Li, Pindao promises you that it won't be windy or rainy."
After Qingfeng finished speaking, he saw the dark clouds in the distance and was about to fall into the desert island, and then he muttered the incantation to his heart.
"The clouds cover the sun, and the paper boats move on the sea as fast as the law."
Then, the breeze threw the big paper boat that he had folded into the air with force.
Strangely enough, the big paper boat instantly turned into the black color of the clouds, slowly fell onto the sea, and instantly turned into a big black boat.
"Master Han, the paper boat folded by the Celestial Master is exactly the same as the big black boat," Old Man Li shouted to Han Yongzhong in surprise.
Han Yongzhong nodded, and when Qingfeng stopped, he asked him for advice.
"Tianshi, you made another big black boat.
What is your plan?"
"Master Han, don't worry, I will make my own arrangements.
You will understand everything after a while."
After Qingfeng finished speaking, he grabbed a handful of fried beans from the dry food he brought and threw them towards the big paper boat he had folded. .
He threw it and muttered.
"Everyone who scatters beans is an illusion, and the reality and emptiness drive away evil wolves as quickly as the law."
Soon after, these beans were thrown out by the breeze.
As long as they landed on the paper boat, they instantly transformed into fishermen.
"Sir, the Taoism of the Heavenly Master is indeed profound.
These three times five divided by two can restore the scene when the big black boat just went out to sea."
Old man Li looked at the fishermen transformed into beans, and found a fisherman with a similar appearance.
His own son Li Haizi is almost identical.
After hearing Old Man Li's report to Han Yongzhong, Qingfeng signaled his apprentice Xin Yun to start casting spells again immediately.
Soon, the dark clouds that were about to fall on the desert island just now were like a crack in the lid of an ordinary black pot, projecting the shadow of the folded paper boat onto the desert island under the pot lid.
"Xin Yun did a good job and made the dark clouds over the desert island thicker," Qingfeng continued to ask.
"Master, don't worry, my disciple knows what to do."
After Xin Yun finished speaking, he continued to increase his magic power, and the dark clouds on the desert island were getting closer and closer.
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The entire desert island was completely shrouded in darkness, and the only place where there was light was the shadow of the origami black boat.
Moreover, on the big black boat, the fishermen transformed from beans are all vivid.
"Master Han, it seems that the Heavenly Master is going to put on a show for Hou Shengjue and his gang to watch," Old Man Li couldn't help but sigh as he watched.
"The best thing is to attack the heart, let's wait and see together."
After Han Yongzhong finished speaking, a proud smile appeared on his face.
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