Master is a meow

The person standing in front of him was dressed in black all over his body, even his face was a bit dark, and with the slightly hanging corners of his eyes, he looked like a bad-tempered person.

However, no matter whether he has a good temper or not, Shen Zhehan doesn't know the person blocking the way in front of him, so he can't help but tilt his head in doubt.

Upon receiving his questioning gaze, Yuan Yi shook his head lightly, expressing that he did not know the person in front of him either.

The person blocking the way ignored the doubts of the two, glanced at them from the corner of his eye, threw a middle-grade spirit stone over and said at the same time: "Mijia."

After being slightly stunned, thinking of the Mijia they just bought, the two of them also realized what this man meant, but his attitude was sometimes unpleasant.

If he speaks well, it is not impossible to resell things to him, but now Shen Zhehan is not ready to be such a good person.

No one came to pick it up, and the middle-grade spirit stone that was about to be thrown was suspended in the air.

The black-clothed monk's eyes slid across the two of them sharply, with a silent warning.

"I want to use that honey, you can buy it elsewhere." Seeing him like this, Shen Zhehan said directly.

"Heh!" The black-clothed friar laughed, with a hint of coldness.

The next moment, the spirit stone stopped in mid-air suddenly flashed red light, and then slammed in the direction of the two, focusing on Shen Zhehan who had just spoken.

It's not that they didn't see the sudden change of the spirit stone, but the two of them were only in the Qi training period, facing the lightning-fast spirit stone, there was no way to resist or even dodge it.

This place is not far from Nine Heavens Sect, and these two Qi training period seem to be the Nine Heavens Sect's disciples, so even though the unhappy mood is even worse now, the monk in black only intends to teach them a little lesson.

However, when the two people who were attacked could only watch the spirit stone attack, a white light suddenly flashed.

When the white light disappeared, the two of them were unharmed, and the spirit stone containing the attack also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

The black-clothed monk was a little surprised, and then his eyes fell on Shen Zhehan, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes, "Dharma clothes?"

The questioning sentence was in an affirmative tone, making the people nearby couldn't help but focus on the clothes on Shen Zhehan's body.

It was also at this time that Yuan Yi had a guess about the identity of the person in front of him from his clothes, and couldn't help pulling Shen Zhehan's sleeve as a reminder.

"Boy, who are you from the Nine Heavens Sect?" The black-clothed monk asked, his eyes resting on the seemingly ordinary white robe on his body.

Sensing Yuan Yi's small movements, Shen Zhehan replied "It doesn't matter" and wanted to leave with Yuan Yi.

Although guessing from the cassock on the younger boy that he should be a child of a powerful family in the Nine Heavens Sect, the monk in black who felt that it was a bit embarrassing to let them leave like this still stopped him, "Boy, the spirit stone has been taken by you!" It’s ruined, Mijia, don’t hesitate to give it to the deity.”

He was the one who used the spirit stone to attack first, if not for the protective function of his clothes, he might have been injured just now.Shen Zhehan frowned, and when he realized that the clothes his master had prepared for him were treasures, he felt better again.

Seeing the frowns of the people beside him, Yuan Yi, who was worried about what he said would cause another conflict, handed over a middle-grade spirit stone, "In this way, we will pay senior one."

Yuan Yuan intended to avoid too much gossip, but in the eyes of the black-clothed monk, it was this small period of qi training that satirized him.

"Heh!" With a sneer, the black-clothed monk said: "You two are so rude, today I will teach you to be good!"

It was him who was rude, but he still beat him up. Shen Zhehan was really speechless, and couldn't help but said: "We don't know you. If you don't succeed in buying and selling by yourself, you will shoot and hurt others. If you don't hurt anyone, blame others for ruining you." Human tool, rude? Who is the rude one?"

The monk in black is a casual cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul. Although a casual cultivator like him who is not weak will not deliberately offend those big sects, he is not too afraid.

After all, although there are many monks with high realms in the big sect, there are also many disciples who have not yet matured, while casual cultivators have no worries.

I was already in a bad mood because I didn't make a breakthrough for a long time, and I was going to practice a batch of Good Fortune Pills to see if I could help break through the realm, but the ordinary Mijia was sold out. Hearing his direct sarcasm, the black-clothed monk's eyes darkened , although he didn't dare to kill them, he directly started to teach the two of them again.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Qi training period is in the Nascent Soul period.

Seeing him make a move, Yuan Yi opened his eyes wide, but was so overwhelmed by his aura that he couldn't even avoid it.

For some reason, Shen Zhehan on the side was not affected by the aura of the Nascent Soul Stage, and even because he didn't know that the other party was in the Nascent Soul Stage, he cast a Flowing Fire Technique with a bit of a posture of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.

At first he was a little scared, but after thinking clearly that this person should not dare to kill him in this place so close to the Nine Heavens Sect, Yuan Yi was half relieved.

However, Yuan Yi, who was sweating on his brow due to the aura of Yuan Yingqi, saw his behavior at this moment, and couldn't help but try his best to raise his hand to cover his eyes.

Needless to say, it is normal that Shen Zhehan's little fire technique can't hurt the person facing him, but it's unbelievable that the person facing him can't hurt him.

Unexpectedly, the cassock on his body could catch his own attack. The black-clothed monk looked deeper at the clothes on his body, and then swung his palm with all his strength in an instant.

When the red light reached Shen Zhehan, who was unable to react in time, it was eliminated by a burst of deeper white light the next moment.

"Since you blocked the deity's two moves, it's your luck, let's forget about it." The black-clothed monk didn't look at the two of them again, and disappeared from the spot in a stream of light.

Although Yuan Yi felt a little baffled, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw many people on the street looking at them, no, it should be said that they were looking at the people around him, he hurriedly pulled them away.

Hurrying to the outside of Fangshi, Yuan Yi spoke to him quickly: "I heard from the senior brother in the Zongmen that there is a bad-tempered Nascent Soul Stage casual cultivator in the nearby Fangshi who often haunts, let us meet Don’t provoke us when we arrive. If you guess correctly, it’s the one we met just now. Fortunately, you have a strong cassock, otherwise, even if he didn’t dare to kill us, he would definitely not make us feel better. But you dared to fight back just now , I really admire it!"

"Even if you are in the Nascent Soul Stage, you can't be so unreasonable!" Shen Zhehan couldn't help saying.

"The world of cultivating immortals is like this. When you reach a high level, you will naturally not encounter these things." Yuan Yi couldn't help but glance at him, thinking that when he first met him, he had only practiced Qi at the fifth level, but now he is at the seventh level. He couldn't help saying: "Besides, your cultivation base has risen so quickly, and it's almost too soon to build a foundation."

"Soon?"

Perhaps it was because Yun Jiusi told him at the beginning that his talent was not high, and his spiritual root was not the best, and there was no comparison, so Shen Zhehan never felt that he was practicing fast.

This is his preconceived idea, not to mention that he has become more serious about cultivation during this month, just Yun Jiusi's infusion of spiritual energy from time to time has made him infinitely useful, not to mention that many precious spiritual plants have been treated by him as The ingredients are cooked and eaten.

"Of course," Yuan Yi told him to release Yun Zhou quickly so that they could leave the place quickly.

Only then did he feel the gazes of the people in the workshop, Shen Zhehan vaguely guessed that the clothes on his body hit their eyes, nodded after hearing his words, and quickly took Yunzhou out.

Yunzhou's speed was very fast. After the two came up, they were already far away from Fangshi in just two breaths.

Only then did Yuan Yi feel relieved, and just as he was about to continue the conversation with him, a puff of black smoke suddenly rose in front of him.

"what happened?"

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On Tianzhu Peak, Yun Jiusi, who had finished finishing the table full of fish, glanced at the plate full of fruits, sat down by the window and took out a book to read.

The afternoon wind brought the fragrance of green grass into the hall, and the person in front of the window who was holding a book and reading for a while couldn't help but turn his head.

His eyes stopped on the conspicuous plate of fruit, and the person sitting in front of the window got up and returned to the couch.

After picking up a sweet fruit and eating it slowly, he quietly looked at the amount left on the plate, and moved his fingertips lightly, as if he was thinking whether to disappear it directly.

After standing in front of the couch for a while, he finally didn't do anything, but suddenly picked up the plate, then turned and walked out of the hall.

But after taking two steps, he went from the gate of the palace to the sky bamboo forest on the peak.

Seeing the person coming, the bamboo spirit beast, which was lazily lying on a half-person-high stone basking in the sun, jumped up, looked at the fruit in front of it, and tilted its head, "Meow~"

If it was Shen Zhehan who was here, he would definitely feel itchy and want to touch it twice, and then serve him a plate of dried fish.

But now, the person in front of the bamboo spirit beast just spit out one word concisely, "Eat."

Looking up at him, the bamboo spirit beast, resisting the urge to explode its fur, gnawed on the fruit.

Watching it finish eating the last fruit, the person standing by the stone turned and left.

The bamboo spirit beast licked its paws and let out a cry, then turned over and continued to bask in the sun with its bulging belly.

Those who returned to the temple put the empty plates on the table, a look of satisfaction seemed to slip across their indifferent faces, and then returned to the window to read.