Male God Cultivation Manual

Yimulian?

Fenghe always felt that this name was inexplicably familiar, but at this time, there was no time to think about it. Since people have reported their names so politely, it is also polite to exchange names, "Feng, my name is Feng, Fenghe." In order to prevent the other party from understanding the pronunciation, he deliberately slowed down and said it again, "Wind."

"Feng?" Yimu even read it after imitating Fenghe's pronunciation, but it sounded a bit awkward no matter what.

Sure enough, he got stuck on the pronunciation again. Feng He, who was used to the completely different vocal habits of the people of the two countries, simply picked up the pen lent to him by Yimulian, and wrote down his name on the paper, words in traditional characters, Japanese, Ah, no, Japanese youkai can also understand it.

Pass the written paper to Ichimokulian, "It's these two characters, but the pronunciation in Chinese is the same as just now." Otherwise, according to the Japanese pronunciation, it would not be Feng.By the way, I almost forgot this important sentence, "By the way, I am Chinese."

Yimulian stretched out his hand to take the paper from Feng He, looked at it carefully, and remembered it in his heart. With a wave of his hand, the paper shattered into dozens of pieces in the wind, "Don't just give your monsters yours. Names, you know, names are a strong connection." Many years ago, there was a group of people called onmyoji who could use names to bind monsters, and even humans themselves.

Feng He was stunned, "Can't you let the monster know my name?" It would be too difficult, after all, the name is used to call him, and everyone usually calls him.

Yimulian shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you just know the name, but don't write it down and hand it to the monster, although it may be useless to you for most monsters to hold this piece of paper, but I'm afraid that if you have bad intentions There will always be some troubles." Even if this possibility is very small, he doesn't want to see the young man in front of him get hurt.

This, the boy named after the wind...

Before he degenerated into a monster, he was regarded as the god of wind by people. Even he didn't know what kind of wonderful fate it was to meet such a young man named after wind.

For other people's kind advice, of course, we should give serious thanks, but after thanking Fenghe, he was also a little puzzled, "You just said that it is useless for me to hold this piece of paper for most monsters, what do you mean for me? "I always feel that this sentence has a deep meaning.

Glancing at Feng He, the boy's light blue eyes were a little confused under the moonlight, so he explained in detail, "I mentioned before that most of the children who can see monsters have powerful spiritual power. Since you can see monsters, you are no exception, so it is very difficult for ordinary monsters to hurt you directly, even if they are powerful monsters, they can't do anything to you just by knowing your name." So he He didn't stop Feng He from saying his name just now, "It's just written on paper, and if you give it yourself, it will be very different. Can you understand it?"

Feng He nodded slightly, "I understand, that is to say, although the impact is not great, it is best not to do such a thing in order to prevent erroneous things from happening."

Yimulian looked at the boy with satisfaction, "Yes, that's what it means."

"I'll pay attention," Feng He said gratefully at Yi Mu Lian Mu, "Thank you for your reminder." After a slight pause, "What about spiritual power?" He looked down at his hand, then shook his head, "I probably don't have any spiritual power." He was given dual eyes to see another world by the system just because of the wish card, and he didn't know how long this effect would last. Powerful people.

Yimu even heard the words and looked at Fenghe carefully, and then frowned slightly. It was indeed as the young man himself said, there was no sign of strong spiritual power on him.

But under the moonlight, the boy's eyes looked particularly clear and unusual.

As a powerful monster, of course Yimulian could see that Fenghe's eyes were extraordinary, but for a while even he couldn't tell why.

And compared to this matter, he was more worried about another matter.

If the wind can only see but has no ability to protect itself, then it is too dangerous in this mountain forest, and he can't stay by his side all the time, just like the powerful person who accidentally encountered today. What about the monsters?

Maybe those powerful monsters look down on people who can't see them, but there are always some monsters who have particularly bad intentions for people who can see them.

Seeing Yimu Lian staring at him as if thinking about some important question, Feng He was a little puzzled, "Yi Mu Lian Sang?" Is there something wrong with him?

Yimulian came back to his senses when he heard his name, the young man's voice was as clear as spring water in a mountain stream, with the slight chill of spring, but it also brought the warmth of spring.

He is calling his name, and he will definitely protect him.

Yimulian made up his mind and said, "It's okay, please wait a moment."

Although Feng He was a little puzzled, he still nodded and agreed, "Okay."

Yimulian raised his hand, and said a few syllables that Fenghe couldn't understand. After a while, the wind was strong, and the roar of the jungle gradually rose.

Although there was a block in front of Feng He, the strong wind had already weakened when it hit Feng He, but the stronger than usual wind still made him subconsciously raise his arms to cover it.

Fortunately, the strong wind didn't last long. Something in the wind rushed towards him and stood on Yimulian's raised arm. The moment he stood still, the wind stopped.

Fenghe lowered the arm covering his face, and saw a little tengu in red hunting clothes standing on Yimulian's arm.He looks only a little bigger than a palm, with a bird's head and a human body, with a hat on his head and a belt under his jaw, with big wings on his back, and a wooden stick of unknown material in his hand, standing at a glance On Lian's arm, looking around, he looks quite airy.

"Master Yimulian, I don't know what is the important thing for you to call the little one here?" Little Tengu bowed slightly to Yimulian, and asked very respectfully.

"Weihong, did you move to the forest after the cedar tree you lived in was cut down?" Yimulian asked looking down at the little monster on his arm.

"Yes," Little Tengu agreed, "Thanks to Lord Ichimuren for taking in me who was homeless and giving me a place to live. I am really grateful."

"Don't thank me, this mountain forest doesn't belong to me," Yimulian said lightly, he just lived here for many years and has been protecting this mountain forest, "I have something I want to trouble you to do now .”

"My lord, please do not hesitate to order, and the little one will go through fire and water." The little tengu said quickly.

"You don't need to go through fire and water," Yimulian motioned to Xiaotiangu to look at Fenghe who was standing next to him, "That person over there, I hope you can stay by his side for me to protect him until he leaves this forest."

Unexpectedly, the originally respectful little tengu suddenly changed his face the moment he saw Fenghe clearly, he jumped up from Yimulian's arm, grabbed the stick in his hand, and showed a fierce look, "Human! You are the ones who cut down my fir tree that has been inhabited for so many years! You are so insane!" Then, without waiting for Fenghe's reaction, he threw his stick at the person.

Yimulian never thought that the well-behaved little tengu would have such a great hatred for human beings. The little tengu's movements were so fast that it was too late for Yimulian to reach out to stop the little tengu.But Yimulian is also a powerful monster who has experienced so many years, he is not in a hurry to catch the little tengu, but takes a step forward, and wants to protect Fenghe directly while waving his hand, but Fenghe moves first.

As a tennis player with a superb sense of the ball on the court, years of experience have allowed Feng He to take out the tennis racket without thinking about it at the moment when he saw a black shadow like a ball rushing towards him. past.

The fluency of the swing, the quickness of the movement, and the perfect aim, even the former Fengshen Yimulian was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't need to do it anymore?

As a result, the little tengu who rushed over was hit back at a faster speed, and hit the big tree behind Yimulian, and then rolled to the ground without moving.

Feng He, who had just made a textbook-like perfect swing, lowered his racket, looked at the little Tengu rolling to the ground, and then turned to Yimulian.Suddenly, there was a feeling of embarrassment that could be called sweet juice. This, he seemed to reflexively use the racket to attack again.

But, he didn't do it on purpose either, the little monster that just rushed over looked very fierce.

Yimulian and Fenghe's eyes met, and for a while it seemed that he didn't know what to say. If Weihong attacked the opponent first, there was nothing wrong with Feng's counterattack, but I really didn't expect him to counterattack so quickly Quite ruthless.

Feng He lowered his racket, "Well, is he alright?" He wouldn't just beat Xiao Tiangu to death with just this racket, would he?

Yimulian sighed, walked straight to the little tengu and squatted down, "Tailed red?" Although he was a little angry at the little tengu's sudden attack, but seeing him lying on the ground now, his anger disappeared.

Feng He hesitated for a moment, and also moved over. At the moment he stood still, the little Tengu who was lying motionless on the ground just now opened his eyes, and after looking around at Yimulian and Feng He, he suddenly turned over Sitting up, he directly faced Fenghe in a douche pose, "I, I admit defeat, please forgive me for my rudeness just now, I didn't expect you to be so strong!" The tone continued, "My lord, from now on, please let me be your retainer and serve you well!"

ha?

Feng He felt that he seemed to be unable to keep up with such a sudden change of thought.

Now how to do?

Some Fenghe, who didn't know what to do next, subconsciously looked at Yimulian, this little monster was called by him, so he should know better.

Yimulian coughed lightly to cover up his smile, "Promise him, it's okay. Sometimes the world of monsters is so simple, that's why there is a friend account of Reiko's child." Things turned out like this is really beyond Yimulian's expectation, But that seems fine.Although Red Tail is not a powerful monster, his body is somewhat different, even if he is placed in human society, he will not feel disobedient.This was the main reason why he asked Wei Hong to protect Feng for a while.

Although Yimulian said so, Feng He never thought of adopting a monster, no matter how small it is, he is still living in a collective life, once there are monsters following him, no matter how careful he is, he will probably suffer Performance, this is a bit troublesome.

So Feng He still shook his head, "Thank you very much for your kindness, but if you take you with you, other people will not be able to see it. If only I see it, sometimes it's like talking to yourself in the air, which will be very annoying. inconvenient."

"It turns out that the young master is worried about this." The little tengu got up from the ground. "In terms of my body, even ordinary people can see it." I bought a beautiful kingfisher, it looks like an ordinary kingfisher, there is only one thing that is different from ordinary kingfishers, and that is its tail feathers, which are a kind of delicate red, "Master, son," Kingfisher It made a chirping sound, but it was still a human voice in Feng He's ears, "In this way, I can follow you without any problem." It cocked its tail proudly, "It's rare to see a beautiful tail like mine. .” The son will love it.

The moment he saw the kingfisher, Fenghe suddenly remembered Yimulian's name for this little tengu: Weihong.

No wonder, he is going to be called Wei Hong.Speaking of which, he is a bit like the two little tengus of Mr. Iijima's family. Those two seem to be barking?

By the way, it's called Tail Black Tail White, this one is called Tail Red... So, do you monsters choose names so casually?

After quite irrelevant complaints from the bottom of his heart for a while, Feng He felt a little helpless looking at the kingfisher that was circling around him vigorously.The other party has become a bird that ordinary people can see, so it's hard for him to refuse.

It's just that he still wants to struggle a bit. He has never raised a pet before, so he is afraid that it will not be good.

As if seeing Fenghe's hesitation, Yimulian persuaded, "Accept it, there is no harm."

Feng He sighed helplessly in his heart, and stretched out his hand towards the kingfisher, "Understood, you can follow me from now on." Since he swung his racket to beat him up, he will be responsible.

The kingfisher spread its wings happily, stood on Feng He's index finger, then tilted its head and rubbed against his finger, and immediately changed its name from the one on the stick, "Young master."

Fenghe was itchy from being rubbed, looking at the appearance of the kingfisher, suddenly felt that raising such a little monster was no big deal.

"Young Master," Kingfisher raised his head towards Feng He in a fawning manner, "Whenever you need, just call my name, Tai Hong, and I will appear immediately."

"Okay." Feng He nodded, "But there is something I need to tell you first," Feng He calmed down and said solemnly, "If you want to follow me, you are absolutely not allowed to hurt any human beings." He still had a fresh memory of the way Weihong rushed over just now.He was surrounded by ordinary teenagers, and he would never let them be in danger.Although it seems that such a small bird has limited lethality, but it can't do it at all, and he has to guard against it.

Wei Hong nodded without hesitation, "Of order." After he finished speaking, he spread his wings and changed back into the form of a little tengu in the air, "Young master, I will live in the tree closest to your residence, so that you can call at any time. "

"Okay." Feng He thought for a while, "Do you need me to feed you?" He didn't care about the accommodation, but what about the food?

"You don't need to bother the young master," the red-tailed catfish flapped its wings and stopped in front of Feng He, "Of course, if the young master is willing to reward the little one, the little one will be very happy too."

Huh?Such a good life?

No wonder Yimulian persuaded him to accept it.

Well, he also knew that Yimulian's purpose was not this, but he just couldn't help but want to sigh.

After negotiating with Wei Hong, Feng He didn't forget Yi Mulian, and he understood the purpose of Yi Mu Lian to call Wei Hong.Also, this time I helped deliver the letter again.

"Thank you for taking care of me many times." Facing Yimulian, Feng He once again thanked him earnestly. He didn't know how to thank the other party. He always felt that words would be too thin.It seems that he also has to prepare a thank you gift.

Yimulian shook his head, "You did what happened to Wei Hong." He just wanted Wei Hong to take care of him temporarily, but Feng himself did a good job.Although he was also a little puzzled, why a young man who obviously had no spiritual power was able to take down the red tail with one blow.

Forget it, although I can't figure it out, it is a good thing that wind energy has the ability to protect itself.

"It's not just the red tail," Feng He said sincerely, "It's always been, thank you for your care."

"No need to thank you," Yimulian pointed in the direction of the cliff, "It's getting late, you should go back quickly, there should be someone waiting for you there."

Feng He looked in the direction of the pointing fingers, and then he felt a bad feeling, Coach Sanchuan... He didn't want this kind of waiting!

Quickly picking up his mood, Feng He picked up the bag he had just put down, "Then please leave the letter to Natsume-kun, I'll go back first." If he doesn't go back, he will be skinned by Mifune's coach.

Yimulian nodded, "Don't worry."

After saying goodbye to Yimulian, Feng He turned and ran, and Wei Hong followed immediately, "Young master, young master, do you need me to help you with your backpack?"

"No, thank you." You are such a small one, it's better not to be crushed by the bag.

"Young master, you're welcome. If you have anything to do, please tell me."

"...Okay." He was not polite, but he was afraid of picking up a crushed bird cake.

After watching one person and one bird leave, Yimulian stood where he was, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Then a gust of wind passed by, leaving only the whistling wind at the edge of the jungle.

After resting for a while, Fenghe regained some physical strength, which was enough to support him back to the training camp with his already heavy bag on his back.

Putting the things in front of Coach Mifune who was still drinking, he was finally able to deal with the matter, "This is what I got back."

Coach Sanchuan didn't even look at it, "Put it there." Then he waved his hand indifferently, "You can go."

Nothing else is a good thing, Fenghe heaved a sigh of relief, walked out of coach Sanchuan's shabby house, and Wei Hong, who was hovering outside, immediately followed.

Feng He looked at the red eyes, made a gesture of silence, and then took the little tengu back to the residence of other junior high school students in the failure group.

Well, to say the resident is too much to praise this place, it's just a terribly simple cave.

It was getting late, and the teenagers who had worked hard all day began to rest one after another. When they saw Fenghe coming back, they said hello to those who hadn't slept. No one paid special attention to the kingfisher hovering over the cave. After all, they In the mountains and forests, these small animals are often seen.

Feng He returned to her sleeping bag, and the smile of her friend caught her eyes, "Are you back?"

"Well, I'm back." Feng He sat down beside him, and he was going to rest for a while and drink some water before going to wash.No, I should find something to eat first. Although I am a bit too hungry, I have to eat dinner anyway.

Bu Er smiled and handed over a glass of water, "Thanks for your hard work." The sincere smile looked especially gentle and sweet under the not-so-bright light, shimmering.

"Thank you." The moment Feng He took the water glass, Wei Hong swooped down and stopped not far from Bu Er's head, "Young master, young master, is this the young master's wife?" With a tone of exclamation, he praised loudly, "What a beauty! The young master is so discerning! I am also very happy to serve such a beautiful lady!"

So Feng He choked a sip of water directly into his throat.

Coughing uncontrollably, Feng He couldn't say a word for a while.

Seeing this, Bu Er hurriedly took the glass of water, "Are you all right? Wind?"

Feng He waved his hand, and after a while he breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go wash up first." He must educate this poor bird!

Bu Er chuckled, "Don't drink the water in such a hurry."

He didn't drink in a hurry, he was shocked by the tail red, okay?

It's a pity that Feng He, who couldn't say anything, could only agree in an unclear manner, and went out with the toiletries, and of course Wei Hong followed.

"Huh?" Bu Er looked at Feng He's leaving figure strangely, why did he feel as if a bird had been following the wind, was it an illusion?

After walking out of the cave and seeing that there was no one around, Feng He lowered his voice and called out, "Tail red."

"Young Master," the little Tiangou stopped on Feng He's shoulder, quite obsequiously, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Feng He was amused by that look, "Why do you call him Mrs. Buer?" After a pause, he added, "It's the one with chestnut hair, the one you said was beautiful."

The little tengu took it for granted, "Because he said welcome back to the young master," he saw other human beings' homes before, and those wives said to their husbands, "and he still sleeps next to you, not only the young master Will the Lord's wife and children sleep next to the Young Master? It is obvious that the Young Master's wife is not the Young Master's child."

Feng He almost knelt down to Xiao Tiangou's logic, "Didn't you see that there were other people beside me?" They slept in rows.

"Eh? Is it there?" Little Tengu recalled, "It seems to be there, but it must be too ugly, so I didn't see it!"

Feng He was really amused, and stretched out his hand to flick on the little Tengu's head, covering his forehead with red tail, "It hurts, young master."

Feng He, who knew that he was useless at all, ignored him, "Fuer is not the young master's wife, didn't you realize that he is also a boy?"

The little tengu didn't care at all, "Human gender is meaningless to us monsters, I don't care at all, as long as the young master likes it."

"I care." Feng He always felt that he was very straight, and didn't want to bend suddenly.

"Is that so?" Little Tengu thought thoughtfully, "Does the young master want to find a good-looking woman?" He sighed a long time, "It's a pity for that beauty just now."

"Female?" Feng He replied subconsciously, "No, I never thought about finding a female."

"Great!" Xiao Tiangou cheered, "It turns out that the young master didn't plan to sleep with that beauty and refuse to admit it."

"..." Feng He felt that he should strangle this broken bird to death, otherwise he would be pissed off by this broken bird sooner or later.

The author has something to say:

The red tail is still very cute, with a smiling face~ It can be predicted that 201 will be flying like a dog~

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