I, Panda, am super fierce!

Si Heng barbecued meat, and Yi Zhou carried a bucket of spiritual spring water to wipe the steps.

Probably because he couldn't see the apprentice's rampant appearance, when Si Heng asked him to clean the steps, he specifically stated that spells were not allowed.

When Yi Zhou heard that he was struck by lightning, he looked at the man helplessly for a long time, but the other party was not moved.He had no choice but to rummage to find the wooden barrel, went to fetch water from the spiritual spring behind, found a quick rag, and went to wipe the steps bitterly.

To be honest, Yi Zhou has no illusions about Si Heng's craftsmanship. After all, Si Heng basically doesn't eat, let alone wash his hands to make soup.

But that man has the ability to break other people's cognition. Yi Zhou just wiped down a few steps when he smelled a vague fragrance.

At first, the smell was very weak, Yi Zhou didn't take it seriously, and continued to work, but the smell became stronger as time went on, and the strong aroma of barbecue kept drilling into his nose, which disturbed Yi Zhou. Zhou was not in the mood to work, he got up and took a deep breath, then looked up again.

All he could see were the hundred or so steps, and he couldn't see anything else. He tried to walk up two steps, but the scent was still there, unchanged from before.

Now that Yi Zhou understood, he wrinkled his face, threw the rag into the bucket, jumped down a few blocks and continued mopping the floor.

Sure enough, it is easy for people to have some bad ideas when they are old. He was resentful in his heart while scrubbing the steps.

Maybe what kind of barbecue is made by him, he will only use the smell to deceive people!

Probably because he was unmoved, the scent gradually became indistinct, but the feeling of hooking it from time to time made it even more difficult. Yi Zhou swallowed the body fluid produced in his mouth, and finally wiped the steps , I can't wait to go to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the meat was still placed there in strips, bright red in color.Si Heng sat by the side, and when someone came up, he turned his head and asked slowly, "Did you finish wiping?"

For such a long time, Yi Zhou thought that Si Heng might have burnt the meat, and also thought that the other party was so talented that he made extremely delicious dishes.

But he never expected that the meat didn't move at all!

So the scent just now was completely fabricated by the person in front of me out of thin air!

Don't be angry, can't be angry.He thought in his heart: You are no longer a child, you can't act casually, it will look ugly!

Yi Zhou gritted his teeth and found various reasons to calm himself down, but when he thought of the seductive smell lingering at the tip of his nose before, all his psychological construction would be ruined in one go.

The young man stood not far away, his face stained a little red because of anger, but Si Heng didn't seem to notice, the knife in his hand cut down, and the invisible sword energy cut the meat into thinner slices. He turned his head and looked at the apprentice Over there, just as he was about to speak, the standing boy suddenly disappeared.

The cassock was scattered on the ground, and black and white balls protruded from it.

Tuanzi seemed to be very angry. As soon as he crawled out of his clothes, he ran towards him with four short legs.

The little thing was covered in flesh, it was like a ball when it hit it, it didn't hurt at all, but he even let out a vicious cry.

Different from the voice that became more and more cold when the human form grew up, the voice of the fat dumpling was still childish, and it was more like showing off its cuteness when it opened its mouth wide and showed millet teeth.

Si Heng held the dumpling down with one hand, pinched the skin on the back of his neck and hugged the little thing in his arms, ignoring his pretended fierce expression, and patted his back: "Hey, don't make trouble, now I'll roast the meat for you. "

Yi Zhou was held in his arms, the man's clothes were next to his mouth, he opened his mouth and bit on it, tearing the clothes out.

The vestment was of excellent quality, no matter how much he pulled it, there was no response, and even the saliva on the robe would be easily removed by the magic circle.

The man holding him followed him, and lit the pile of wood in front of him with a wave of his hand. The wood used refers to the trunk of Yueguo, which is the main medicine for refining Qingxin Dan. The trunk does not have this function, but it has a special aroma.

The fragrance becomes more obvious after burning. The fragrance is not strong, but it has a refreshing smell of grass and trees after the rain.

The monster meat was grilled on the fire, and the aroma permeated into the meat. Si Heng patted the back of the hairball with one hand, and controlled the fire with the other hand, turned the meat over at the right time, spread the sauce, and moved Methodical.

The meat was sliced ​​very thin by him, and it was almost cooked in a short time. Yi Zhou asked again about a scent, which was different from before. The fishy smell in the meat.

Yi Zhou was so hooked that he forgot to vent his anger, he put down the clothes in his mouth, raised his head and wanted to turn around to look.

The top of his head was held down, and the man pinched his hairy ears: "Don't worry, it's not good yet."

"Mmmmm~"

When will that wait?

"Soon." Si Heng said, turning the meat over, smearing honey on both sides, then moving the dumpling in his arms in one direction, taking the meat out and bringing it to his mouth.

The meat that had just been roasted was hot, but he didn't seem to feel the temperature. Yi Zhou leaned forward and opened his mouth. He hadn't used the original form for a long time to make him forget some things that needed attention. Before the mouth touched it, the nose took the lead. Rubbing hot pieces of meat.

The nose is a sensitive area on the body. As soon as he was burned, Yi Zhou shrank back with a hum, and then covered the tip of his nose with his fore palm and hummed in an extremely aggrieved voice.

"It can be scalded." Si Heng was a little helpless. He pushed the hairball's front paws away and rubbed them with his hands. The magic power attached to his palms quickly healed the pain. Yizhou felt no pain, so he wanted to eat again. .

He moved forward with the tip of his nose against the palm of his hand, biting off the meat not far away.

The meat was held by Si Heng in his hand, and when Yi Zhou bit it, he naturally touched him. The dumpling contained his fingers, and the pink tongue wrapped around the fingertips. When he licked it, he felt a tingling feeling, and itched all the way to his heart. .

Si Heng withdrew his hand, rubbed his fingertips, and the wet traces disappeared completely. He knocked on Yi Zhou's head, and took another piece of meat: "Don't touch my hands."

"Hmm~"

Yi Zhou snorted unhappily, and while eating, shook off the palm covering the tip of his nose, expressing his face-to-face denial vividly and delicately.

After removing the food in his mouth, Yi Zhou leaned over again, stretched out his tongue and rolled the piece of meat into his mouth sensitively, without touching anything else.

As soon as he stuffed the meat into his mouth, he started urging people to take another piece for him.

"You." Si Heng patted him, and continued to serve him resignedly.

It wasn't until all the flesh on the side disappeared that Yi Zhou hiccupped and lay down on his back. After all, he was a little ashamed. When he lay down, his hind paws were together, blocking the important area.

Si Heng put one hand on the hairball's stomach and rubbed it up and down. When the apprentice stretched out his paw comfortably, he let go again: "Let's go when you're full."

Yi Zhou's attitude was lazy, and he rolled his eyes reluctantly when he heard the words, and then got up from Si Heng's body at a very slow speed, with his two front paws stretched forward, his upper body pressed down and his buttocks pouted, and stretched comfortably Then he stepped on Si Heng's thigh and walked down to the ground, moving to the pile of clothes next to him.

Yi Zhou returned to his room with his clothes in his mouth, changed back into a human form and put them on, then walked towards the main peak with his sword in hand.

The main peak asked his heart.

A young man walked on it. The young man had a cold demeanor, closed his eyes, and showed no expression on his face. He didn't stay on each step for too long, and his steps were steady without hesitation.

More than half of the [-] steps have been walked, and the next thousand or so steps are extremely difficult to walk.

The boy stayed in one place for a long time, his brows were slightly frowned, his mouth was slightly opened, as if he had encountered some difficulty.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that he took another step forward, and what fell with his steps was a drop of crystal from the corner of his eye.

Yi Zhou opened his eyes and raised his hand to hold his heart. The emotions experienced in the illusion had not been completely stripped from his body. He pursed his lips, turned and left with his sword in hand.

Feilai Peak.

The door was opened, Si Heng opened his eyes and turned his head: "You came back so early?"

After returning from Lihentian, Yi Zhou lost the experience of asking his mind for a while, and only regained it a few years ago. After he grew up, his mind was much firmer than before, and his speed of asking his mind was also much faster.

But the rest of the road was extremely difficult. According to Si Heng's prediction, the apprentice had only experienced three or five illusions at most at this time, which was really not like his original style.

The people outside the door were silent, and their breathing was a little unstable. Si Heng felt that something was wrong. He got up and walked over, and saw the flustered expression on the apprentice's face that had not dissipated.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

As soon as the words fell, the boy who was only a head shorter than him rushed over and hugged him.

Si Heng subconsciously stretched out his hand and patted his back. It took a while for Yizhou's breath to calm down, and the young man murmured softly in his ear: "In that illusion, it said that you failed to cross the tribulation."

This is the first time Yizhou saw Si Heng in the environment, but it was the scene where he was wiped out under the sky thunder.

"It's all fake." Si Heng said softly: "How could I fail to cross the tribulation?"

What he said was very certain, but Yi Zhou was not as easy to pass as before. The more he knew about the cultivation world, the more he understood the horror of the catastrophe.

Not to mention the Ninety-nine Heavenly Tribulation of Crossing Tribulation, even the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the Golden Core Stage, countless monks died under the Thunder Tribulation.

But Si Heng never tells lies about major matters, and Dan Jie is also 81, but there is nothing he can do about it...

The whole body was surrounded by a familiar atmosphere, and all kinds of negative emotions derived from the illusion were finally completely suppressed. Yi Zhou rubbed his shoulder on the shoulder in front of him, and then pushed away: "I see, this disciple goes back to meditate."

Si Heng didn't let him go, and grabbed him the moment he turned around: "Meditate with me tonight."

Yi Zhou hesitated.

"Why, do you despise Master?" Si Heng asked with a smile.

"No." Yi Zhou shook his head quickly, and followed the man into the door.

For a period of time after that, Yi Zhou would encounter scenes related to Si Heng every day when he walked through his mind, which made him mentally and mentally exhausted, and even the speed of passing through the illusion was much slower.

However, Yi Zhou has also been tempered after a long time. Even if he sees his master drawing his sword to face him, he can still clearly know what he is doing.

Time passed unconsciously.

The black iron sword embryo is getting thinner and thinner, and its length is also half longer than before.

On the second day after walking the road of asking the mind, the black iron sword embryo finally completely turned into the appearance of a sword.

The sword has the shape of a sword, but still does not have a sharp edge, and a sword without a sharp edge is not considered a sword.

The opening is the last step.

The monk has had a little connection with the sword embryo for a long time, and finally watered it with his heart and blood, which not only makes the sword sharp and sharp, but also connects the sword with the monk's mind and mind. From then on, the sword has become a part of the monk's body.

Heart blood perfusion is dangerous, so Yi Zhou meditated for several days to make his body full of mana, and then he chose noon when Yang energy was at its peak, and took his sword to the platform behind the bamboo forest.

Smiling at Si Heng who was watching him not far away, Yi Zhou sat down with the sword embryo flat on his lap, closed his eyes, and outlined the appearance of the sword with his mind.

The sword placed on the lap slowly floated into the air, and the blade moved slowly. After a long time, the tip of the sword changed direction and pointed at the young man in front of him.

This time it didn't take long, and with the sound of the brocade breaking, the tip of the sword pierced into the boy's body.

The blood was sucked in by the sword hungrily, Yi Zhou grunted, but still did not move. As the blood drained, his face gradually turned pale, but there was a mysterious and mysterious connection with the sword on his chest.

Blood poured into the sword body continuously, and the blades on both sides became thinner and thinner. As the opening was completely completed, Yi Zhou heard a joyous moan in his ear, and then the sword withdrew from his body and turned around him. Circle, stop in front of you.

Yi Zhou opened his eyes, his face was bloodless, but his eyes were as bright as stars. He held the hilt of the sword that was automatically handed over, and looked carefully.

Compared with just now, this sword has changed a lot.

The sword, which looked clumsy at first, has changed into a cold and hard edge. In addition to the sharp edge, there is also a blood groove on each side of the sword. The blood groove is dark red, the color of blood deposited for many years.

In addition, there is a small area protruding from the spine of the sword near the jaw of the sword. Yi Zhou leaned over to look and recognized the word "Lanyue" written in divine script.

"What a coincidence, your brother's name is Zhuri." Yi Zhou bounced on the spine of the sword and said with a smile.

Lan Yue uttered a soft cry, as if he was dissatisfied with Yi Zhou's statement, but Yi Zhou ignored its dissatisfaction, stood up with his sword in his hand, and wanted to find someone to share his joy with.

How could Si Heng stand where he was, and didn't dare to disturb him at first, but as soon as Lanyue withdrew, he no longer had any worries.

As soon as Yi Zhou got up, his back was pressed against another man's chest. After the man looked at his apprentice, he made sure that he was all right, and then put his eyes on the sword.

That sword is very similar to the apprentice, it looks Leng Ao, but it is actually quite lively, and it turns around happily when it sees him.

"A good sword." Si Heng praised, the sword that has just been practiced is so nimble, and a sword spirit may be born in the future.

Yizhou lost too much blood and his limbs would inevitably become weak. He leaned on his master and supported his body with his strength. Hearing this, the joy on his face was even deeper: "I just can't find a chance to try to see if it's serious or not."

There is a world of difference between a sword cultivator with a natal spiritual sword and a sword cultivator without a natal spiritual sword. Yizhou had a premonition the moment the sword was completed. If there is a tie, they are basically invincible at the same level.

They usually pay attention to propriety when exercising, but after all, it is only about building a foundation, and Yi Zhou is also afraid of accidents if he misses, so he seems a little hesitant about whether to use inner disciples to practice.

Jianxiu was always aggressive in his bones, and thinking that he couldn't use Zhuyue freely for the time being, Yi Zhou felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Of course there are chances." Si Heng patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and continued to speak after he looked over: "The Qiushao Secret Realm will open in three months. You have the natal spirit sword, so you should go out and have a look." .”

Seeing the apprentice's joyful expression, Si Heng raised his hand and patted his head: "But the most important thing now is that you have to rest and replenish your blood."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and hugged the person horizontally.