The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

Ye Baitu rolled his eyes inwardly.

not give a damn about?You do not care?Since you don't care about this dress, why do you keep thinking about it all day long? After decades, you still can't forget it.

"There are more." Jun Changyan crossed his arms and said coldly, "I have never received the master's personal swordsmanship."

Xiao Minghong shook his head: "Master went to the North Sea to eliminate sea monsters at that time, and had no time to take care of you at all. There is no other way."

Later, Immortal Venerable Taixu returned from exorcising demons, but Jun Zhangyan was long past the age of sword practice. Although Jun Changyan's talent lies in medical practice, it is not a bad thing to have one more thing by his side.

"That's right." Jun Changyan's voice was very cold: "Who told me to ask for a teacher at that time."

Xiao Minghong was completely at a loss for words.

Considering that his junior brother has indeed been wronged these years, Xiao Minghong stepped forward and patted Jun Changyan on the shoulder: "It's been a long time, don't be angry anymore."

Jun Changyan took a step back, freed the hands on his shoulders, and said indifferently, "I'm not angry."

But he looked unhappy, obviously out of anger.

Xiao Minghong thought for a while, leaned closer, and said in a negotiating tone: "The quota of spirit grass mentioned earlier is a joke with you."

Jun Changyan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing this, Xiao Minghong continued to stroke his hair: "Hey, you can use the spiritual herbs of Guhefeng, don't worry about the past, okay?"

Jun Changyan turned his head to look at Xiao Minghong, who was smiling.

"In the past, I didn't care about it at all." Jun Changyan muttered, turned and left the tent.But from the back view, the footsteps are very easy.

"Tsk, it's really not easy for Xiao Minghong." Ye Baitu shook his head, lamenting how difficult it was for his elder brother.

Jun Changyan left, and he also sneaked away by rubbing against the wall, Afeng was still waiting for him in the tent.

On the other hand, Huai Fengzi from the Nanhuai Sword League, as soon as he stepped out of the tent, he saw the figure of a white rabbit snowball, and asked the disciple beside him with frowned eyebrows: "Whose spiritual pet is this?"

A rabbit that can swagger in the cultivation sect without any scruples must be a spiritual pet.

His disciple told the news he had inquired about: "Return to the leader, this rabbit is a spiritual pet named Afeng, and it is said that he is the eldest disciple of Immortal Lord Ye Jue."

"Ye Jue?" Huai Fengzi snorted and nodded, "I remember that on the day of celebrating the Tiantai, there was a disciple wearing a light blue Guhefeng uniform."

His disciple respectfully said: "It is him, but for some reason, Immortal Ye Jue did not appear in the secret realm, but he wants to continue to inquire about his disciple?"

Huai Fengzi shook his hand: "Don't worry, it's too easy to attract attention. You have been going to Xiao Minghong's place for a few days. It is said that every time Youlong's aura appears, he will draw the direction. Maybe he has already mastered it." What."

"Yes."

Ye Baitu returned to the tent, the room was quiet, turned the screen, Afeng was taking a nap.

The young man was sleeping peacefully, with shattered hair slanted at the corners of his eyes, his chest heaving slightly, and he was purring, looking as cute as a kitten.

Ye Baitu glanced at him, then suddenly brushed the boy's lips, feeling something was wrong, so he climbed onto the bed and took a closer look.

Afeng's face was still peaceful, his mouth was slightly open, and the edge of his lips was darker and purpler, as if he had just eaten a darker fruit like mulberries.

But he knew that Afeng didn't eat mulberries, let alone be greedy, and even drank water.

"The poison of the corpse weed is already so obvious?" Ye Baitu held his little paws, with a dignified expression, the attack speed of the corpse weed was much faster than he imagined.

"Hmm, sir?" A Feng's voice sounded from under the little white rabbit. He looked down and realized that he was too thoughtful. The rabbit's foot stepped on the young man's forehead, not only stepped on it, but also slapped it twice.

A Feng woke up slowly, looked at the little white rabbit with a hazy face: "My lord, what's the matter?"

"It's okay." Ye Baitu twitched his feet and changed the subject: "Sleeping at noon, are you feeling unwell?"

Unexpectedly, Afeng shook his head again and again, rubbed his eyes and replied listlessly: "No, it's because he's in a bad mood."

not in a good mood?

Ye Baitu was surprised, he hadn't gotten out of the yin and yang words of Jun Zhangyan, and suddenly heard Afeng say that he was in a bad mood, and almost thought that Afeng stepped on his head in his heart.

"Why are you in a bad mood?" Ye Baitu asked.

But the young man himself was also very puzzled. He reached out his hand to cover his chest, rubbed it twice, and then said puzzled: "I don't know why, but I'm in a bad mood, and my heart... seems to be stagnant."

Stagnant.

Ye Baitu's heart shook violently, and his footsteps were almost unsteady.

The heart is stagnant, it seems that the poison of the corpse grass has penetrated into the heart, and Afeng's sleepiness may even affect the soul.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Afeng asked seeing the little white rabbit's shocked face.

"Nothing, nothing." Ye Baitu shook his head cleanly, it seems that the sooner the Tianquan water can be found, the better, but now the direction of Youlong is unpredictable, which is completely confusing.

While thinking hard, he suddenly thought of a person, and was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Afeng just woke up, seeing his lord's face alternately smiling and sad, covering his eyes with his little paws, shaking his head and sighing, he was shocked.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Afeng asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Ye Baitu stopped his changing expression, coughed and sighed, "I just think it's really not easy for Xiao Minghong to have these two juniors."

Then Ye Baitu told Afeng to lie down obediently, saying that he was going out for a while. Two hours later, the little rabbit came back with a bamboo tube that was taller than him.

Facing Afeng's questioning eyes, Ye Baitu said triumphantly: "I went to Xiao Minghong's tent and brought back some things."

"What is it, ask the adults to fetch it in person?"

Ye Baitu chuckled, baring his rabbit teeth exaggeratedly: "Naturally, Xiao Minghong personally drew the path of the dragon!"

"Ah?" Afeng was shocked. Clan Master Xiao drew the picture scroll behind closed doors for days, just to find the Tianquan pool quickly, and his lord unexpectedly brought it for him so easily?

Unexpectedly, the little white rabbit stuck out its tongue, laughed and patted Afeng's head with the bamboo tube: "It's just to coax you to play, this is fireworks!"

Ye Baitu did have this idea in his heart, but he was ungrateful, so he went back to the house after searching for a long-term plan. Because he thought that Afeng was in a bad mood, he turned around and went to Nanyun's place, and carried it carelessly. Only fireworks.

Nan Yun naturally knew his identity, so he smiled and gave him an extra one.

"These fireworks are very beautiful, let me show you." Ye Baitu said while opening the firework plug.

Numerous fragments of star-like spiritual light erupted from the mouth of the bamboo tube, illuminating every inch of the tent, and a few stars gradually gathered in a cloud of hazy white mist, and after a while, they condensed into a white cloud of starlight.

After the white clouds gradually condensed into shape, a pale golden spiritual power sprang out from the bamboo tube, circling and dancing in the air like a swimming dragon, and then condensed into an arm-long spiritual dragon, with a vigorous body, writhing in the mist of the white clouds.

"Wow." It was the first time Afeng saw the lively and agile Youlong, he was so shocked that he was at a loss, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch Yunduo.

Seeing that his expression had eased, Ye Baitu smiled, pulled out another bamboo tube, and drove Youlong to fly around Afeng.

He was tired of watching these little tricks, and after setting off the fireworks, he turned around and meditated hard, studying the route of the real spirit dragon.

The whereabouts of this swimming dragon, which is said to be able to open the pool of Tianquan, is unpredictable. Even if he searches with his spiritual consciousness every day, he often finds nothing.

The only trace of the Linglong that I saw clearly was thanks to Nan Yun. At dusk that day, the western sky was glowing red with red clouds. Nan Yun was happily practicing sword skills with Master Xiao when suddenly a dazzling light Flying from the forest, after rushing to Nan Yun's side, the speed of the light slowed down. After looking closely, everyone was surprised to find that it was the Spirit Dragon!

The shape of the spirit dragon was real, with its translucent beard floating, as if entangled and swimming on an ancient tree, it circled around Nan Yun's side for a few times, and finally swung its head and flew away.

According to Nan Yun's heartbroken recollection, he was stunned and didn't react,

Later, according to Jun Changyan's rebuttal, this spirit dragon has spiritual consciousness, it circled around you a few times and flew away, obviously it didn't like you.

Later, according to Xiao Minghong's comfort, he said that Linglong might have an eye disease, and accidentally bumped into you.

In the end, it ended with Nan Yun smiling happily.

But after this time, Ye Baitu was sensitively aware of one thing: Linglong passed through the crowd several times, vaguely looking for something, or, a person.

But they don't know what the specific situation is, and the former masters of cultivation have not left a single word, and there is nowhere to find it.

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out." The little white rabbit scratched his ears, very distressed.

Afeng was teasing a few fireworks and dragons in the house. The fireworks were made by Nan Yun. As the dignified and respected disciple of the Guhe Peak sect master, the fireworks were naturally extraordinary. The fireworks and dragons seemed to have spiritual consciousness. A Feng stretched out his hand to pull his beard, that You Long really seemed to be hurt, he cast a dissatisfied glance at A Feng, shook his body and left Shi Shiran, after a while, You Long was playing bored on the roof by himself, and then Pretending to be okay, wrapping around A Feng's arm again.

Afeng was surprised by Youlong's reaction, while dealing with the playful Firework Youlong, he yelled: "Look, sir, it's amazing!"

However, Ye Baitu was worried about the Tianquan pool and didn't care about him: "Of course it's amazing. For the fireworks, Nan Yun almost spent half a year's share of Lingshi. Rabbits look down on him."

Ah Feng let out a cry.

Ye Baitu took out an ink pen and began to paint and draw on the rice paper, recalling the direction and time of departure every time Youlong came, and finally lost his mind, so he simply threw the ink pen, the little rabbit paw dipped in the ink, " Pata, Pata" left a string of black plum blossom marks on the snow-white rice paper.

"grown ups......"

"What are you doing?" Ye Baitu was already annoyed, and Afeng interrupted him again and again, making him even more unhappy.

And Afeng replied cautiously: "My lord, that Youlong seems to be stealing sugar cakes."

Ye Baitu:? ? ?

The moment he heard the news, the first thing he thought of was not why a mere Youlong had developed spiritual consciousness and learned to steal food, but that Nan Yun was so promising.

Now that Nan Yun is promising, the half year's share of spirit stones is not a waste, and he is really relieved for Xiao Minghong.

"How many pieces of candied cakes you ate, count them one by one, and report back to Xiao Minghong!" Ye Baitu walked to the tea table.

There was a food box on the tea table, and inside it were five pieces of freshly baked plum cakes, which were verdant and tender green, and the plum fragrance was very attractive. At this time, a corner of the food box was lifted by a certain dragon, and the dragon's head stretched in. Chewing heavily, probably because the candy cake was too delicious, You Long's tail kept wagging.

Ye Baitu fell silent, this Youlong stealing sweet cakes...isn't it too realistic?

He raised his head in puzzlement, and suddenly saw wandering dragons circling with a fixed route above the roof, counting them carefully, the number was a bit wrong.

"Wait." Ye Baitu tugged at the corner of Afeng's clothes, a little confused: "Is this rabbit dazzled? Why are there two fireworks on the roof?"

A Feng stretched out his finger, counted carefully, and was surprised to find that there were indeed two fireworks dragons on the roof!In addition to the Youlong who was stealing sweets and cakes in front of him, there are now three Youlongs in the house.

However, Ye Baitu only took back two fireworks bamboo tubes.