The Villain Raising Cubs[Transmigration Book]

Seeing the love sent by Tuanzi, Meng Yijue stretched out his hands and caught it with a smile.

But the joy didn't last for a moment, and his expression changed drastically: "No, it's too heavy!"

This bubble mixed with magic energy is much heavier than ordinary aura.Meng Yijue's spiritual veins were already fragile, and the moment he caught Bubble, his hands trembled as if he was supporting something heavy.

With an exclamation, the love-shaped bubble fell to the ground and shattered.

Meng Yijue stared blankly, the aura spread out after landing, and quickly melted into the air.

He unconsciously pursed his lips.The long and slightly curly eyelashes drooped down, casting a faint shadow under the eyes.

And that momentary expression of disappointment was seen in Shui Tuanzi's eyes, and it also stabbed it deeply.

It was so excited, it didn't consider that Master's still weak physique couldn't withstand such a heavy aura at all.

The damage to the body is the last thing the master wants to mention, but it reminds him carelessly.

But with a twist of his mind, Tuanzi had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way to make up for it.

With a sigh of relief, Tuanzi gathered up the dispersed spiritual energy and turned them into small hearts one by one, letting them levitate and surround Meng Yijue's side.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yijue couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise: "Wow..."

In an instant, he almost forgot the previous unhappiness, because hundreds of big and small "heart hearts" floated leisurely around him.

The transparent bubbles refract sunlight into colorful colors, making him seem to be in the ocean of love, which is very romantic.

Surrounded by love bubbles, Meng Yijue stretched out his slender fingertips and poked on the bubbles that floated in front of him.

Just listening to a soft "pop", the bubbles dissipated leisurely.

He couldn't help laughing, the previous disappointment was swept away, and he became playful, squatting on the ground and poking at the air bubbles one after another.The fingertips touched a piece of coolness one after another, and suddenly——

"what?"

This bubble is a bit big, and it is soft and solid.

Take a closer look—this is not a bubble, but Shui Tuanzi closed his eyes, retracted his small claws, and tried to blend into it, disguising himself as a round bubble.

Meng Yijue poked it twice, and it opened its mouth wide, ahhh, it swallowed Master's finger in one gulp.

"Bad dumpling, let go!"

Shui Tuanzi blinked slyly.

When Shizun tried to pick it up with the other hand, Shui Tuanzi turned around gracefully and mellowly, and just slipped into his arms.

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Shui Tuanzi practices hard every day.While it was making rapid progress, Meng Yijue was also stepping up his study of talismans.

He purchased Fu Xiu's courses and teaching materials in the system mall, and used thousands of points to purchase a set of "Cultivation Double Speed ​​Space".

With the help of the "quadruple speed" of space, he can complete the course progress that would have lasted several years in only a quarter of the time.

Talisman repair is a precise knowledge, a bit like the combination of art and programming.The courses are boring and difficult, but once you get started, the fun of making your own spells is endless.

After learning the basic theory, Meng Yijue began to compose and design his own spells, using more than 100 basic spells that can be arranged and combined into countless charms.

Bamboo Forest Garden worked hard to practice and achieved amazing results.

Several months passed, and the winter day of Haoyuezong arrived.

Since the beginning of winter, the weather has gradually turned cooler.

Both brothers and sisters of the Gu family went out to practice. One of them followed the old fairy's medical skills, and the other stayed under Yuexuanzun to practice swords.The bamboo forest garden became deserted, only the master and apprentice remained.

Meng Yijue reads talisman books in a relatively warm bedroom every day.Through the window, he could always see Shui Tuanzi holding a twig, practicing the master's sword skills alone in the open space of the courtyard, over and over again.

Tuanzi is so serious, every move is practiced meticulously.

While Meng Yijue was relieved, he couldn't help but feel sore when he thought that the little guy hadn't been able to use a decent sword so far and could only pick up dead branches to practice sword moves.

He began to think about getting it a suitable weapon.

At present, the best swordsmith in the Central Plains is in Jiangnan.But Haoyue Sect has a rule that cultivators are not allowed to leave the sect at will.

If you want to go out, you can only rely on external tasks, commonly known as "going out to the field".

At the end of the year, Meng Yijue participated in the bimonthly gathering in Zifeng Mountain, preparing to receive some field tasks.

At the meeting, Zhong Heng read out the task list for the next two months.

After he reported a series of tasks, the monks immediately rushed to sign up, grabbing the tasks they liked first.

There are also popular and unpopular tasks.For example, there is a task of exorcising evil spirits for the rich, with the highest reward and low difficulty, and the most people rob it; there are also some demon-removing tasks initiated by the government, which can earn reputation after completion, which is also a popular option.

The popular tasks were all snatched up, leaving some thankless tasks, the monks put the blame on each other, and no one wanted to do it.

"Okay, be quiet!"

For the hidden thoughts of the monks, Zi Yun's heart is as transparent as a mirror.Sighing, he picked up the workbook.

"There is still one task left here... Mr. Jiang Shiqian from Jiangnan sent a letter saying that there are evil spirits haunting his house, and he hopes that the Haoyue Sect will send monks to help him eliminate the evil spirits. Does anyone among you want to go?"

Monks, you look at me, and I look at you.Someone muttered in a low voice: "This old Jiang is the old blacksmith who ran away from our Haoyue Sect, right?"

"Yes, it's him! This old man is so stingy, he asks Haoyuezong to exorcise him every year, but he only pays a small amount! I can't look down on such a small amount of money!"

"Old man Jiang is not only stingy, but also has an arrogant temper! Last time I asked him to help me forge a sword, he actually directly said that I was not qualified and would not do it! Bah, I don't care about it!"

Everyone complained loudly.

The name Jiang Shiqian sounded familiar to Meng Yijue.

Looking back carefully, his eyes lit up——Jiang Lao, the "old blacksmith" that the monks called, isn't he the number one swordsmith in the Central Plains in the original book?

This person is indeed eccentric, but few people know that he holds a peerless weapon that has been passed down in the Demon Realm for thousands of years!

In the original book, Shui Aotian survived after being pushed off the cliff by his master, and then went to the house of Mr. Jiang Jiang in the south of the Yangtze River. He worked hard for the old man for several months, and finally passed his test and obtained the Demon artifact.

Now, if he can take this opportunity to deal with Mr. Jiang, and let Tuanzi get in touch with or even obtain this artifact, it would be great.

Thinking of this, Meng Yijue raised his hand: "Uncle Ziyun, I apply for this task!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone around him immediately looked at him in unison.

Master Zi Yun was also taken aback.

When everyone was busy evading, Meng Yijue took the initiative to invite Ying. Although the old man felt relieved, he still had concerns: "I heard that you are still weak and can't use a sword..."

A few monks beside him also sneered in a strange way: "The sick young man wants to show off and wants to go crazy. He is still here to show off his talents. He is not afraid that he will not make money, but he will also fold himself into it?"

Meng Yijue said calmly: "Master, please don't worry. It's up to people to do it. I can get rid of Yan Rang, and I will try my best to complete the task of going to Jiang's mansion to eliminate demons."

When he mentioned the word "Yan Ramp", the faces of those who made sarcastic remarks froze, and they shut their mouths guilty.

Master Ziyun was still hesitating. At this moment, Zhao Ruolin, who was sitting next to Meng Yijue, suddenly spoke, and said in a warm voice: "I know that Master has concerns. Why don't you let me go with Meng Yijue and help him. "

Just as Meng Yijue was about to refuse, Master Ziyun nodded with a smile: "That's very good. If Lin is reliable, with his help, I can rest assured."

Zhao Ruolin turned his face sideways, and smiled gently at Meng Yijue: "Don't worry, Junior Brother. We will go together on this trip, and I will protect you well."

Protect?Meng Yijue rolled his eyes in his heart.

This hypocrite speaks righteously, and I'm afraid he wants to take this opportunity to stab a knife in the back.

But if Zhao Ruolin was forcibly rejected at this time, Immortal Zi Yun might not easily agree to him going out alone.

Meng Yijue thanked Zhao Ruolin for his kindness with a smile on his face.Secretly, he made up his mind to be on guard, so as not to let this hypocrite have an opportunity.