Enter the Immortal Cultivation

During the days from New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Wang Qi will definitely not be the only one in the Immortal Academy. There are always some young people who don't care so much about things like "family reunion". These people either have parents who are cultivators, so they are not in a hurry, or they are really devoted to the Tao and still look down on the world, or they are like Wang Qi, homeless.

However, there should be no acquaintances of Wang Qi in the Immortal Academy these days. Even if he can't get along with others anymore, Wang Qi can still confirm this. After saying goodbye to Wu Fan yesterday, he should not see acquaintances for half a month. The foundation-building assistants including Xiang Qi and Su Junyu will go home.

But what did he hear just now? "Meow"?

Could it be that his cat slave index has been rising recently, causing him to be unhappy if he doesn't get meowed for a day, and then he has auditory hallucinations? And it's a duet?

"Meow!" At this moment, a voice that sounds more tender appeared.

Well, it's a trio.

This is not in line with the Tao!

Wang Qi, who doubted his outlook on life again, summoned up his magic power and stopped calculating the gauge field equation. The electromagnetic magic power around Wang Qi stagnated for a moment, and then was transformed into another simpler electromagnetic field. The powerful electromagnetic force spread out, sweeping away the surrounding snowflakes.

In the area of ​​dozens of feet around Wang Qi, the snow stopped. There were snowflakes falling here.

"Meow?" Not far away, Mao Zimiao looked at the sky with some doubts. Then, she looked at Wang Qi belatedly.

"Sister meow, meow snow meow..." A young girl beside Mao Zimiao did not have the ability to sense magic power like her elder sister. She just thought that the snow had stopped, and she was anxious to grab her clothes. Judging from her figure, the little girl was about seven years old. Normal humans can be said to be articulate at the age of seven, but due to the nature of half-demons, the little girl can only "meow" when she is anxious.

Unlike her sister, the little girl's hair is still black, and although her ears are also triangular, they are still on both sides of her head. Cat demons usually experience atavism after the development of secondary sexual characteristics, so the little girl looks more like a human.

Mao Zimiao shook his head and said to the little girl sternly: "Xiao Min, no meow, you can't meow all the time now that you have learned to speak!"

It's so unconvincing... You should fix the problem at the end of the sentence first...

Wang Qi asked in a raised voice: "Hey, Azi meow, why are you here?"

"Meow! Xiao Qi, you are here! Why are you here?"

Wang Qi rolled his eyes: "Where else can I stay if I'm not here?"

Mao Zimiao then remembered that after the incident with Yang Jun, Wang Qi had talked about the situation in his hometown, and hurriedly said: "Sorry... Hey Xiao Ya! Don't run around meow!"

A little boy about three years old saw Wang Qi and ran over happily. This child looks more like a human than his two sisters. If Wang Qi hadn't seen from a distance that his canine teeth were more developed than those of ordinary people, he might have suspected whether Mao Zimiao's next-door neighbor was a man named Wang or a woman named Xiang.

The little boy probably ran too fast and fell headfirst into the snow. Then, a mixture of crying and "meow" echoed everywhere.

Wang Qi covered his face and sighed: "I hate little brats."

Mao Zimiao took a long time to comfort his brother. Then, she brought the two children to the roof where Wang Qi was sitting, and made a snowman with the two children. After the two children had made a snowman, the girl jumped onto the roof and said to Wang Qi: "Excuse me, meow."

Wang Qi shook his head, pressed his palm on the roof, and another dry ground evaporated in an instant, saying: "Sit down. I remember you went to the West Sea to see your father? Why are you here again?"

The girl's eyes were a little gloomy: "The West Sea demon tribe and the Immortal Alliance went to war."

Wang Qi was shocked: "Did you escape back with your brother and sister?"

Has the Western Frontier been breached by the demon tribe? Do you want to be so explosive right from the start!

Mao Zimiao shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated. My father is the border guard of the Immortal Alliance. He is too busy and has no time to take care of Xiaomin and Xiaoya, so he asked me to bring them here. After the sixth day of the New Year, I will send them to my relatives in the Central Plains."

Wang Qi scratched his face: "Is your family overreacting a bit? The Western Frontier has not been breached yet, and the rear of the Western Sea should be safe..."

Mao Zimiao still shook his head: "It's not that safe anymore. Xiaoqi, do you know why it snowed heavily in Xinyue?"

Wang Daxueba admitted honestly: "I don't know. I don't understand why it snowed so heavily this year."

"The Dragon King of the Western Sea uses his powerful innate magical powers to control the infinite sea water to rush against the coast, and push the infinite sea water into the land of Shenzhou by vaporizing it into clouds, in order to break the army of the Immortal Alliance from both inside and outside, and change the land environment to make it more suitable for the underwater monsters."

"Fuck..."

In the ancient times, the weak human Mahayana may not be able to defeat the monster Mahayana in a one-on-one battle. In the past, the Nine Demons were suppressed by the free monks, which proved that the human race was far superior to the demon race in both individual and overall strength.

However, there is a kind of demon race that the human race dare not easily claim to win.

That is the dragon race.

The dragon race used to be a symbol of invincibility. This kind of fighting race, which can sweep away all other races when it reaches adulthood, has always claimed to be the master of Shenzhou. Tens of thousands of years ago, they only needed to send out one Mahayana individual to wipe out the human race. Even if it is now Fa Xiaoyao, it cannot be said that it is a sure win against the Mahayana dragon monster.

The Dragon King of the West Sea knew that he was the best among the dragons as soon as he heard it. For him, large-scale changes in the weather are probably just a small matter, right?

Wang Qi marveled at the tyranny of the Dragon King of the West Sea, but this marvel was soon replaced by another high-spirited emotion-I can be stronger than him in the future!

How could a modern practitioner's understanding of the Great Dao be weaker than that of the demon race? How could the Dao be inferior to the instinctive talent?

Mao Zimiao sighed and brought Wang Qi back to reality. He looked at the girl beside him who was worried about her father, shook his head, and put the wine glass in the girl's hand: "No matter how much you miss your father here, he won't be safe. It's better to take back your mind and take care of the two little ghosts below-hey, they are fighting."

The little boy was picking up a ball of snow from the ground and throwing it at his sister, but his hand was too weak and the snowball scattered in mid-air. The little girl made a snowball seriously and threw it back.

Mao Zimiao chuckled: "It doesn't matter, they often do this."