The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

After arranging the arrangements for the younger brother and younger sister, Qian Shu went back to his room to practice. Xiao Qinglong sat on the bed, with the bird's head tucked into the quilt and the bird's butt exposed.

Qian Shu touched its feathers and asked, "What are you doing? Are you going to cover yourself to death?"

Xiao Qinglong pulled his head out of the quilt in an instant, his eyes widening with anger, "Qian Shu, your junior brother really disrespects the dragon. He actually mocked the dragon as it can't fly!"

"But isn't it true that you can't fly in this form? Ru Mo told the truth." Qian Shu sat on the bed and consoled him.

But her comfort was worse than no comfort at all, and Xiao Qinglong was even sadder.

"Then you can blame the dragon. It's not because the dragon is not full and has no strength at all. The dragon wants to eat those fish too!"

The little green dragon said that it was about to walk out, but Qian Shu grabbed its neck in time.

"If you go and eat those fish now, my junior brother will be very sad. He said that he can hear those fish talking, and he may even consider them friends."

The little green dragon twisted its bird's head and suddenly transformed back into its original shape. It was so fat that Qian Shu almost couldn't hold it back.

"Speaking of which, your junior brother is really a little different."

Qian Shu hugged it into his arms and touched the thick down, "How can I say, what's different?"

"Well - if his aura before was that of an ordinary human being, then this time it feels like he has a bit of monster aura. There seems to be monster blood in his blood."

The little green dragon held his nose and said. Its nose is very sensitive, so it can smell the slightest thing wrong.

"How could it be possible? How could it be possible for a monster to practice magic? Although my junior brother has average talent, he is actually a person with spiritual roots."

There were countless questions in Qian Shu's mind, and he remembered the sentence he saw before.

Ye Rumo finally died on the fox demon he rescued.

Qian Shu knew that he had liked animals since he was a child, but he never thought about monsters.

"Then I don't know, but he has % monster blood. If I can taste his blood, I can guess what kind of monster smell his blood has." Xiao Qinglong Yawned.

"But now the dragon is sleepy. The dragon wants to sleep. Don't run around by yourself. If you don't take the dragon with you, you will die..."

Xiao Qinglong didn't even finish his words, he closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning on her.

Qian Shu simply started practicing by holding it. The little green dragon was the source of spiritual energy absorption. Just by holding it, Qian Shu could feel a steady stream of spiritual energy coming towards him.

She thought for a while, then simply tucked Xiao Qinglong into the bed, and then practiced in the room while running the Xinghai Siamese Technique.

Qian Shu's every move is graceful, as if he is not practicing, but dancing silently.

The prototype of the Star Sea Technique is used by the mermaids of the Sea Tribe, so every move is very agile. As Qian Shu dances, white chaotic energy and various blue auras gradually wrap around and pull along with her movements.

In the kitchen, Chu Zicheng looked at the empty kitchen and asked, "There are no vegetables in the kitchen? Are there no carrots, potatoes or anything?"

Ye Xuan thought for a while, then bent down and pulled out a small wooden basin from under the table. There was a piece of tofu soaked in water in the basin.

"Senior Brother Chu, is it okay to eat tofu? The tofu mixed with spring onions will be pure and white?"

Chu Zicheng glared at her indifferently, "Eat, eat, eat, think about it all day long, and when you stand on the ring, you are defeated by someone with one move, and your face is disgraced. Do you know what that is called?"

Ye Xuanxin shook his head in confusion: "What?"

"Colorful."

Ye Xuanxin held the two swords, resting her chin on the handles and laughing, "Hey, Senior Brother Chu, you are so funny."

"Bring that piece of tofu." Chu Zicheng ordered.

Ye Xuanxin hurriedly placed the palm-sized, square white tofu on the wooden chopping board.

Chu Zicheng stretched out his hand and said, "Pass the knife."

Ye Xuanxin hurriedly put the two knives in his hands, and Chu Zicheng slashed the tofu into two pieces.

Throwing the other half aside first, Chu Zicheng raised his two swords, aimed at the piece of tofu, and swiped at the piece of tofu. There was even an afterimage on the blade. Ye Xuanxin opened his eyes wide to watch him show off his skills.

In a blink of an eye, Chu Zicheng had already put back the two swords, and saw that the piece of tofu was still the same as before.

"Bring a basin and some water."

Ye Xuanxin quickly followed the instructions and saw Chu Zicheng put the half piece of tofu into the porcelain bowl. With a slight flick, the tofu spread out. He cut the tofu horizontally and vertically like thin strands, even faster than scraping on a cutting board. All must be meticulous.

"What did you see?" Chu Zicheng's smile gradually became more confident. He even admired himself for this clever plan.

Ye Xuanxin opened his eyes wide and looked at the piece of tofu that was as silky as hair for a while, "Senior Brother Chu, your tofu is cut so finely——"

Chu Zicheng's smile deepened, "Huh, now you know how powerful I am..."

"But Senior Brother Chu, tofu cut into such fine pieces is difficult to stir-fry. It breaks easily and has a bad taste. Even if it is served cold, it breaks easily and becomes tofu residue."

The corner of Chu Zicheng's mouth twitched, "Why don't you kid eat enough oil and salt? Are we talking about cooking? We are talking about knife skills. Do you understand knife skills?"

Ye Xuanxin nodded, "I understand, Senior Brother Chu, you plan to fry shredded tofu——"

Seeing that Senior Brother Chu was about to get angry, Ye Xuanxin hurriedly said seriously: "I understand what you mean, Senior Brother Chu. Are you saying that if you want me to learn the sword, I must first learn to control the sword?"

Chu Zicheng snorted, "No, I just want to show you my sword skills."

"what?"

"Okay, I won't blindly follow you. I just want to tell you that learning to use two swords does not mean just applying spiritual power to the blade. You must really understand the sword."

Chu Zicheng's voice was very serious, "A sword is not only a weapon, but also a silent comrade. It is the only one you can trust on the battlefield."

"How would you use these swords if you were an ordinary person?"

Ye Xuanxin shook her head blankly. If she were an ordinary person, she would have no chance to come into contact with these swords.

"Yes, today's monks attach too much importance to their own cultivation. They think that as long as their cultivation is improved, any weapon will be the icing on the cake."

Chu Zicheng walked slowly, "They are right, but many monks are unable to stand at a height that they can look up to throughout their lives, and are unwilling to work hard to practice swordsmanship and swordsmanship, so they are destined to be mediocre."

"Although we don't expect to win this ten-year meeting, it would be great if we could win. But your current cultivation level is too low, so we can only find another way, so I will teach you from the basics, and you must study hard. "

Ye Xuanxin strained her face and nodded heavily.

"Senior Brother Chu, I will work hard."

Chu Zicheng nodded slightly, "Actually, I hope you can win. It's really not easy for your senior sister."