The cat master of this seat

The martial arts competition date defined above was disrupted due to the invasion of the Demon Realm. After adjusting for more than half a month, the final date was finally set.

Song Shiyue used the disguise technique, and his skin instantly changed its color, and his facial features were completely different. He hugged him with a strange face under the disdainful eyes of Mao Mao.

That's it?The disguise technique is not as good as the deity's.

Yun Chi snorted a few times arrogantly, and slipped out of his hands.

Song Shiyue chuckled lightly: "You hate me?"

Mao Mao turned his back and pointed his butt at him, ignoring him.

People who are said to be fat... cats are not qualified to be hugged.

The mediocre face weakened his sternness, making him look very gentle: "Hey, I'll take you out to play today."

Getting closer and closer to the Qingxu Northern Territory, Yun Chi pricked up his ears, faintly looking forward to it.

Today is the day of the sect competition. Except for the three major sects that have already been here, the other minor sects have selected outstanding disciples to participate.

Song Shiyue just got into it.

He came alone. The man was slender and held a snow-white cat in his arms, which was very eye-catching.But looking at that face from the front, it was so mediocre that people would forget it at the first sight, and they couldn't even remember it at all afterwards.

Song Shiyue showed the greeting card.

The disciple in white clothes stopped him, and glanced at the cat: "Xuanshan? But you sent people back and forth a few days ago, saying that you won't send disciples this year, right?"

After the disciple finished speaking, his eyes drifted to the cat again.

Yunchi's eyes suddenly went dark.It turned out that Song Shiyue "inadvertently" covered him with thick sleeves.

The disciple's sight was interrupted, and he finally looked at Song Shiyue.

Song Shiyue smiled: "It was like this before, but later the head of the sect wants me to observe and study. Is this invitation still valid?"

"This……"

Yun Chi got out of his sleeve in dissatisfaction, grabbed his collar, looked innocently at the hesitant disciple with blue eyes, and said a sweet "meow".

The disciple suddenly came back to his senses: "It is effective, please come in."

The cat pad rested on Song Shiyue's chin, squinted at him, and said "meow~" proudly.

Is the deity still powerful?

It is also possible to sacrifice cat color when necessary.

Song Shiyue grabbed the pad and squeezed it, but he didn't laugh.

His cat actually meows so...so charmingly at others!

Song Shiyue thought about it, and didn't even bother to maintain a smile.

When the people around saw the cat, their attention was attracted. They wanted to go up to tease the cat, but for some reason they suddenly felt cold all over and dared not approach it.

As eye-catching as a cat, there is a boy in a black costume surrounded by a crowd.

The young man has a handsome face, with a ponytail tied high, high-spirited, confident when talking and laughing, and the golden thread coiled on the black robe shows that he has a good background.

"Young Master Ren is truly a hero born out of a boy, and I'm sure he will be able to show off his talents this time."

"Yes!"

The young man enjoyed the stars around him, and he always had a bright smile on his face, but he didn't talk to him, his eyes squinted at the people who flattered him.

Until someone in the crowd said such a sentence: "I heard that Lingyun Xianzun will accept No.1 of this martial art competition as his disciple."

There is such a thing?Why doesn't the deity know?

The crowd was chattering for a while, and even the young man's eyes flashed with surprise.

He is Youhuan, the young director of Dongleibi.

Song Shiyue stopped touching the cat's hand, and looked there lazily.Synchronization of cat and cat movements.

"Immortal Lingyun doesn't have any apprentices anymore, it would be great if I could choose a few more this time."

Song Shiyue scoffed lightly.It's not your turn to choose again.

"Speaking of apprentices, if it weren't for that Song Shiyue, the sect competition would have ended half a month ago. I heard that this time the four major sects have suffered quite a lot of damage."

"Hey, you said that Song Shiyue is really high-minded, and he refused to accept the discipline of Lingyun Xianzun..."

"But he has indeed become a Demon Lord, and he was indeed No.1 in the spiritual root test back then."

"Enough." Ren Youhuan interrupted them coldly: "No matter how good it is, it's only because of taking a shortcut. Such an act of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors is really disgusting. Those who cultivate immortals, don't forget your roots."

The crowd fell silent, and after a while they echoed.

The young man was a little impatient, and muttered in a low voice amidst the noise: "When I become the disciple of the Immortal Venerable, I must honor him well."

"Young Master Ren, what did you say?"

Others didn't hear it, but Song Shiyue and Yun Chi heard it clearly.

A sneer, a sigh, silent.

What a good young man, why can't he think about it like this.

But the young man stopped answering. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, knowing that there was a residence behind the greenery and mist. It was the residence of Immortal Lingyun, and it was also the place he longed for.

Qingxu Northern Territory arranged residences for everyone, only Song Shiyue did not make arrangements in advance because he assumed the identity of other people, and finally was temporarily arranged in a remote place.

The sect competition will be held on the second day.

"It's a bit off here, but it's better to be quiet, son, let's rest earlier."

"Oh." Song Shiyue took out the dried fish and fed it to the cat without looking up.

Maomao looked up out of the window while eating dried fish, the sky was bright... When he looked at the disciple in white, he felt that the child's brain was not working well...

"Well... I mean don't walk around casually. Farewell." Bai Yi also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and left in a hurry after a reminder.

Yun Chi lay lazily on his stomach, didn't take that person's words to heart, and said not to walk around casually, but it was actually because it was very close to Lingyun Xianzun's Palace of Cihuang.

The bell on his neck began to shake from the moment he entered the fairy gate, making a sound that only he could hear.Here it trembled even more.

The Medicine Pavilion is not far from here, he must go there.

Maomao waited for the opportunity, nodding his head little by little, and finally fell asleep.

Watching Mao Mao fall asleep, Song Shiyue went out lightly, and sealed the door with a trick.

At the same time, the cat on the couch opened its eyes, stretched itself, and looked up at the roof.

Well, it's okay, and it's not very high.

What's more, the deity is strong and strong, so what's the point of climbing a roof?

The chubby meatball took off with a run-up jump, and finally climbed onto the crossbeam on the fifth attempt, and got out smoothly.

……

The Palace of Cihuang has always been clean, and Immortal Lingyun does not need to be served on weekdays. Song Shiyue stepped up the steps with ease, and was a little dazed when he stood in front of the door.

He casually threw a stone, and the stone was blocked by the barrier and fell back to his feet.

It was not difficult for him to break the barrier, and he was very familiar with Yunchi's immortal techniques.Although he never taught it in person, he only sent him French books and let him study by himself, but Song Shiyue was talented and intelligent, and he still learned a lot.

He chanted a mantra, gathered spiritual energy in the palm of his hand, but when he touched it, he suddenly withdrew the spiritual energy.

His heart skipped a beat, he was amazed by his unconscious actions, and then shook his head, did he still think that he could come and go here freely like before?

The wind came from behind, and lifted the corner of the boy's clothes. He stretched out his hand to block it, but the hem of the clothes stepped into the door first.

Song Shiyue was stunned, and after a long while he came back to his senses, and finally stretched out his hand to test.

No response.

Cihuangdian still recognizes him.

At the beginning, only Yun Chi and Song Shiyue were able to freely enter and leave the Palace of Cihuang.

Even the head of the sect was not allowed to enter at will, and the privilege at that time made Song Shiyue happy for a while, thinking that he was different from others in Yunchi's heart.

Yun Chi hasn't reset the barrier yet...does he still consider him his apprentice?

When such an idea came to his mind, he immediately rejected it. Song Shiyue couldn't help laughing at the absurdity of his idea.

Is he too lazy or too confident?

But Song Shiyue doesn't care about these things now.

There was clearly no sign of people in the bedroom, Song Shiyue didn't go in, but just stood outside, watching the redbud tree outside the door falling pink all over the place.

That day he picked up the cat under the tree.

Song Shiyue didn't stay for long, and went straight to the back mountain.

Yunchi has always been retreating in the back mountain.But to say that he was injured, there was no tension in the Qingxu Northern Territory, and it was not unusual for the group of people to mention the Immortal Venerable just now.

Besides, if he was seriously injured, why would he want to accept disciples?

Song Shiyue didn't believe it.

As he walked, he thought, what would he say if he saw him?Pretending to be someone who broke in by mistake?Or tear off the mask and fight him again.

But he searched all over the places Yun Chi frequented, but he couldn't find anyone.

Tianchi, no.Grass, no.Stone cave, still no.

As the sky darkened, his eyes became darker and darker, and his breathing became more and more dense.

At this time, Yun Chi, who had successfully stolen Wuzhi from the medicine pavilion, was lying on the couch. As soon as Song Shiyue entered the door, he slowly rolled around a few times, looking at him with half-open eyes, pretending to have just been woken up .

Song Shiyue took the cat and left overnight.