Cultivation in the city

With the slightly dim bedside lamp, Chen Yan saw Duan Xiaolou lying beside him peacefully, and a sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.

"I won't regret it. Without that fire, how could we be reborn?" Chen Yan stroked Duan Xiaolou's cheek and said, "Don't you think so?"

Of course it was impossible for Duan Xiaolou to answer, he was completely enveloped by energy at this time, and he was immersed in a dream and could not escape.

Chen Yan didn't expect Duan Xiaolou to answer either, he lay down again and snuggled up with Duan Xiaolou.

After waking up again, Chen Yan came to a hut, where there were many strange objects, which made him feel inexplicably familiar.

He looked around and was about to investigate carefully when a conversation suddenly came from outside the house.

"Xiaolou, this is the birthday present my teacher gave you. Do you still like it?" The middle-aged man's mellow voice was full of anticipation and indulgence.

"As long as it is given by the master, the apprentice will like it." The child's clear voice came, but the tone was too flat, and the answer was very well-behaved.

"Hey..." A slow sigh came, "Xiaolou, you should have more of your own preferences." The master said.

Chen Yan floated over quietly, and a middle-aged man who looked very similar to Duan Tiancheng, but was much more fit and handsome than him touched the head of the child beside him.

The child was small, with some baby fat on it, but Chen Yan could tell from the similar eyebrows at a glance that the child was undoubtedly Duan Xiaolou.

"I have my own preferences." Although Mini Duan Xiaolou had no expression on his face, his tone of retort was firm.

The master sighed again, but stopped talking.

The two visited this house, and it turned out that the mini-duan Xiaolou originally lived elsewhere, and this is a new residence specially built by the master as a birthday present for him.

Not only is the scenery beautiful here, the environment is beautiful, what's more commendable is that it is full of aura, which is a rare spiritual eye.Besides the external environment, the furnishings inside the house were also according to Duan Xiaolou's preferences, and even his strange "things" were not left behind, and were placed in the corresponding positions as they were.

Chen Yan could tell that Duan Xiaolou was satisfied with this place, but he didn't show much emotional fluctuation whether in front of or behind people.

His appearance was not much different from the Duan Xiaolou Chen Yan saw in another world, and his reaction was even a little colder, but Duan Xiaolou at this time was only a four or five-year-old child, why was he so indifferent?

Chen Yan couldn't help but want to get closer to see clearly, so he wandered to Duan Xiaolou's side.

"Who? Who's there?" Mini Duan Xiaolou asked sensitively.

Chen Yan didn't deliberately hide, but the strange thing was that Duan Xiaolou didn't seem to be able to see him, and could only vaguely feel his presence.

"Can't you see me?" Chen Yan asked, approaching Duan Xiaolou more and more blatantly.

"Who are you?" Duan Xiaolou asked again, "I can hear your voice."

Chen Yan stroked Duan Xiaolou's cheek lightly, just like before going to sleep.

Duan Xiaolou covered his face with his hands vigilantly, but it seemed that this kind of touch evoked some kind of memory in his heart. His expression had not yet eased, but his body had already given up resistance.

"Xiaolou, I'm Chen Yan." Chen Yan said.

As for Duan Xiaolou, he can't cheat - of course, the usual teasing can't be counted in this category.

"Ah, you are Little Flame." Duan Xiaolou didn't know if he and Chen Yan were not on the same channel, or there was a problem with the way he received the "signal".

Chen Yan smiled helplessly.

Sure enough, he couldn't reveal his identity here, and he couldn't let Duan Xiaolou see his appearance.

Perhaps in the eyes of the mini version of Duan Xiaolou, he may be just a small flame.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yan couldn't help asking suspiciously when he saw Duan Xiaolou dragging a huge skull with his short legs.

"This is the skull of the flame bird. I want to grind it into powder and add it to my newly developed plaster." Mini Xiaolou said, and took a big file out of the drawer with short legs.

The file was half as tall as him. Fortunately, there were some auxiliary formations engraved on it. Although the mini building was a bit difficult to use, it would not be a big problem.

While carefully grinding the flame bird's bones with a file, Mini House collected the bone meal from the file. After a while, a small pile was collected.

He weighed the collected bone meal, but the required amount was mixed into a pile of green herbs, and the herbs were quickly carbonized, leaving only some gray powder in the end.

He added some blue liquid to the gray powder and mixed it into an inconspicuous blue-gray paste.

After putting the finished product into a porcelain bottle, Duan Xiaolou began to do other experiments.

Chen Yan saw this scene very familiarly, and unconsciously returned to his usual state.

One is doing it seriously, the other is looking at it seriously, and time flies by like this unconsciously.

Mini Duan Xiaolou has never wondered why only he can detect "Little Flame". Perhaps a little illogical deviation between dreams and reality is within the normal range.

Duan Xiaolou reached the Qi refining stage when he was seven years old. Although it is already a very good achievement at his age, compared with his outstanding aptitude, the elders of the same sect still feel a bit pity.

Even the master, who has always had no expectations of him, said to him many times with earnestness: "Xiaolou, strength is the foundation of this world. Only by practicing can you improve your strength, do you know that?"

Duan Xiaolou didn't say anything, and his master didn't say much, rubbed his head and left.

Although Duan Xiaolou was still working on his favorite invention step by step this day, his mood seemed to be somewhat affected.

Seeing his sullen look, Chen Yan couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Duan Xiaolou puffed his face and said, "Is strength really that important?"

Chen Yan laughed at this childish question, but a child's three views must be upright, so he tried his best to make his tone appear "upright".

"Of course, if you don't have strength, you can't even keep your own name. What else are you talking about?"

Duan Xiaolou's bun face bulged even more.

"Can't you even do what you like if you don't have the strength?"

Chen Yan looked at the sad Duan Xiaolou, and said softly: "Of course not, but at present, strength is the prerequisite for your freedom. When you have the strength to control your own destiny, you can truly be free. Do what you want to do. Of course, there is one exception."

Duan Xiaolou looked seriously at the direction where Chen Yan was, and asked, "What else is going on?"

Chen Yan looked at the soft and cute Duan Xiaolou, although he really liked his kind of focus on the things he likes, but if the other party can have more self-protection methods, he can feel more at ease.

"Turn what you like into something that makes you strong." Chen Yan said, "There may be many things you like, but not all of them are worth a lot of energy. Change what you are doing now. To achieve, if you can find the balance between the two, the kind of lifestyle you want is not out of reach."

Duan Xiaolou was thoughtful after hearing this.

In the following days, Duan Xiaolou will still spend some time from time to time doing experiments he likes, but the time is controlled, and the direction of the experiments seems to be adjusted as much as possible to projects that can enhance his strength.

Chen Yan could see Duan Xiaolou's restraint, this kind of restraint was like the growing pains that a child must experience when growing up, it was cruel but had to be faced.

Soon, Duan Xiaolou completed the foundation building. This extraordinary speed of promotion made master Duan Tiancheng and all the elders overjoyed.

However, Duan Xiaolou did not relax because of this, and continued to practice hard, and spared as much time as possible to complete his own inventions and experiments.

Chen Yan watched Duan Xiaolou grow from a chubby child to a slender boy.

At this time, Duan Xiaolou was not much different from the Duan Xiaolou he knew, except that he was slightly shorter in height.

Chen Yan has been wondering what is the opportunity for Duan Xiaolou to wake up. He once thought that Duan Xiaolou would wake up only after Duan Xiaolou's physical body was destroyed by him, but he did not expect the opportunity to come so suddenly.

It was a sunny afternoon, just like any other day.

Duan Xiaolou refined the elixir yesterday, but when he was happy, he was stolen by his elder brother, so Duan Xiaolou was quite depressed, but for some reason, after he came back from outside today, he seemed to be in a better mood many.

Although Chen Yan felt a little strange, he didn't ask any more questions. When Duan Xiaolou finished his work at night and was about to go to bed, he opened the bed and found several dead cockroaches in the bed.

"Hey, where did the dead cockroach come from?" Chen Yan felt a little strange, he has been here all the time, and he didn't find anyone coming?

Duan Xiaolou froze there and didn't answer.

Chen Yan looked over and saw Duan Xiaolou staring at the dead cockroach on the bed in confusion, and murmured: "Why? I obviously threw it on the bed of the senior brother?"

Chen Yan was thinking about the meaning of Duan Xiaolou's words, and suddenly felt a shock around him. Before he could react, his eyes went dark, and he left the dream.

While Chen Yan opened his eyes, Duan Xiaolou's eyes also slowly opened.

"Little Huomiao?" Duan Xiaolou called out with a smile.

Chen Yan snorted, but didn't respond.

"Thank you for staying with me." Duan Xiaolou restrained his smile and said very sincerely.

"Even without me, you wouldn't be in any danger, right?" Duan Xiaolou's dream was too peaceful, and it was nothing more than his daily life in the mainland.

"No, because you are here, so I can not indulge in that dream."

Duan Xiaolou always thought that his feelings for that world were weak. After all, at that time, his soul was incomplete and his feelings were indifferent, so how much friendship could he leave behind?

But only when he entered the dream did he realize that he didn't care about his master and fellow students as much as he imagined.

"By the way, what happened to the cockroach you saw on the bed before you woke up? Why did you wake up when you saw that?" Chen Yan asked.

Duan Xiaolou paused and replied, "Because I saw a flaw."

Although he spoke firmly and seriously, he was crying in his heart.

Chen Yan must not let Chen Yan know that he threw the cockroach on the other party's bed in order to get revenge on the senior brother, but it appeared on his own bed inexplicably!

Otherwise, what would be my face!