The cat who wears Jackie Chan

The little orange cat hiding behind its owner opened its mouth wide.Good brother, the one you pretend is 82 points higher than mine, plus a 666.

"Heh, although Junior Brother Mu started late, he has a high spirit," one of them replied, "It's just that the two senior brothers have just experienced a fierce battle, and their spiritual power has already weakened. It may be inappropriate to call for a fight at this time."

"Of course, I don't intend to take advantage of others," Mu Xuefeng said, "I just ask everyone present to be a witness. After the senior brother recovers, he will compare himself with me."

While he was talking, he stood up from the spring water, water drops fell from his body like a waterfall, and when he raised his hand, the clothes on the bank flew over and covered him.

He flicked the golden lotus sword in his palm, and the sound shook into the clouds.

"The master of this sword, that Senior Brother Qi you mentioned, I think he has lost his sharpness, his sword intent has dissipated, and he will be defeated in less than ten breaths. Just lend me this sword for a while," Mu Xue said. The wind seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of flamboyance that he regarded everyone as nothing, "I use this sword to fight another senior brother—how should I call him?"

Even if Senior Brother Qi loses, he is still a generation leader in the Taoist monastery. The person who is looked up to on weekdays is ridiculed by him, and even the sword is "borrowed".These words were so arrogant that it took a long time for anyone to answer them.

"That's Senior Brother Yuanmozhuyuan, the direct disciple of the first Master Yuheng of Jianfeng."

"Okay, I'll trouble you to inform Senior Brother Yuan, when his spiritual power recovers, and when I will fight."

Mu Xuefeng closed the outer robe and stepped out of the Lingquan eye.

Under the silent gaze of others, he took the cat and walked away.

Back at Banlianju, Mu Xuefeng tied up her wet hair, dried her body, and changed her clothes.The little orange cat squatted on the window sill, blowing the breeze and shaking its fur from time to time.

"I'll go out and ask Master Yun for the number of Yuan Mo Zhu." After getting dressed, Mu Xuefeng said.

"Meow." Are you serious? It seems that the opponent is not easy, and it will take a little effort to win him down.

The owner said: "He is in the late stage of Jindan, two small realms higher than me, and has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years, I am only [-]% sure."

"Meow meow meow?" The emerald green cat's eyes widened.

Thirty percent?How dare you be so crazy when you are only [-]% sure?

If it doesn't work, let's admit defeat, woo woo!

"Thirty percent is not too low, but if you are [-] percent sure, you can fight." Seeing the frightened look of the little orange cat, Mu Xuefeng smiled lightly and said casually.

Walking out the door, he sighed inwardly.Master Yun asked him to soak in the Lingquan, originally to calm his temper and wash away his evil spirits, but in the end he caused trouble again, and he would have to be reprimanded.

From the moment they entered the dining hall the next day, many eyes were fixed on the two of them.

The voice that was originally talking about something while eating, instantly dropped and turned into whispers.

He has been in the limelight once on the ladder, and now he has completely become a celebrity, the little orange cat squatting on the owner's shoulder thought to himself.If they heard the conversation in Ban Lianjuli yesterday, what would they think?

"Junior Brother Mu is here," someone greeted proactively. It was the senior who sold the black tortoise eggs at the Fairy Fate Conference. "We are placing a bet at the opening, and I will bet you 100 yuan on the winner of the competition with Senior Brother Yuan! You The odds are high, if I win, I'll give it away!"

The little orange cat was speechless.This senior still has a low EQ as always, can this kind of thing be said face to face? ...so what are the odds?

"How high are the odds?" Mu Xuefeng glanced at him and asked.

"Uh," the egg-selling senior was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "One pays three."

Tsk, considering the owner's [-]% certainty, it seems that there are still knowledgeable people in the monastery.

Ignoring him any more, and ignoring other people's inquiring gazes, one person and one cat took breakfast, and An An finished it peacefully.

After dinner, they went to the Artifact Refining Hall. Today is the day when the magic sound horn is released.

The Artifact Refining Hall has an independent peak, and several black and huge iron furnaces can be seen from a distance, with dark red flames faintly appearing, as if flowing molten lava.

Between the iron furnace and the warehouse, there were a small number of people who shuttled back and forth carrying large boxes of materials, but most of them were mechanism puppets with exposed gears.It may not be appropriate to say that it is a doll, because there are also cow-shaped trailers, bird-shaped iron kites, and black panther mechas that maintain order...

The style of painting here is a bit unique.

They found the big brother named Zhao Hong in front of an iron furnace.On the side of the stone road leading to the open-air iron stove, there is an oak tree with a deer tied to it.He was holding a bundle of green grass, hand-feeding it to Lu Shu, and even touching the deer's head affectionately.

Seeing Mu Xuefeng looking at Lu Shu, he explained: "It's the one you sent. It didn't die after taking a catty of blood. I couldn't bear it, so I kept it." Oh, Le Yuan thought, don't look at it. The eldest brother has a fierce look on his face, but his heart is quite soft.

Zhao Hong then added: "Deer and Shu blood is a common tempering material. If you raise a live one, it will be much more convenient to get blood in the future."

……forget it.

"Here, Junior Brother Mao, this is your magic sound horn. The original shape is bigger, and after you recognize the master, you can shrink it as you like." Zhao Hong didn't talk nonsense, took out a horn lingering in purple light, and handed it to the little orange cat.

On the whole, it still looks like a ferocious horn, as big as a bamboo shoot with a slightly curved front end, but it has been finely polished, a bronze mouthpiece is added, fine charms are engraved like patterns, and a thin chain with red agate beads on both sides is tied.

Le Yuan bit the cat meat ball like he did last time when he harvested bamboo dragonflies, and dripped a drop of blood on it.

In the mind, a new breath can be sensed immediately.

With the thought, the horn shrunk to a suitable size and hovered in midair.Raising the paw, the horn automatically flew over and rubbed against the cat's paw, and the little orange cat brought it to its mouth and blew.

Woohoo, whoa whoa.

An indescribable voice sounded, and Mu Xuefeng and Zhao Hong both looked stiff.For example, the music cursed by the devil - it's not so bad.

It only sounded for a moment, and the blood boiled, and the heart was impatient, wishing to bang against the wall, or strangle the person who played the horn to death.

Fortunately, the magic sound stopped soon.

Cats can't stand this either!

"If you blow it directly, you will hear the soul-destroying sound, but it doesn't matter whether you are the enemy or yourself," Zhao Hong coughed, "Master Xian Qinghe from the Taoist Academy has studied the magic sound method, and Junior Brother Mao can ask her for advice. There is another To use it, inject words in advance and release them when needed. I heard that Master Luo knows some skills of speech and spirituality, and after Master Mao learns it, just inject the horn."

Well, wait for Master Luo to come back.The little orange cat nodded and put away the horn.

One person and one cat bid farewell and left.

"Junior Brother Mu," Zhao Hong seemed to hold back, but couldn't, "I heard that you intercepted Senior Brother Qi's Lianhua Sword? This kind of sword with a master, even if it temporarily shields the divine sense on the sword, can't Give it your all. Why are you doing this?"

"My sword is inferior. If I fight Yuan Mozhu, the only consequence is that I can't bear it and break it."

Le Yuan was shocked.Is this the reason why you don't use your own knife?

"Add some high-level spiritual materials and reforge them again. I am good at this. If you have the opportunity to go to the Penglai Fairy Association and represent the Daoist Academy, do you still have to carry the borrowed sword?" Because of making a deal and earning a living deer, even if others think Mu Xuefeng is too crazy, this elder brother of the crafting is quite friendly.

"How much does it cost?" Mu Xuefeng asked.

"You need one Xuan Mi bead, half a catty of cold crystal ore, half a catty of water essence, three ingots of star marrow, not counting deer and Shu blood... count twelve thousand spirit stones when you work forging." Zhao Hong After pondering for a moment, he reported the number.

"Not expensive." Mu Xuefeng said as soon as he heard it.

"Then—" Zhao Hong said hastily.

"But I can't afford it."

Zhao Hong was speechless.

"Brother, the material fee is here, brother really didn't make money from you."

"I know, but I really—" Mu Xuefeng paused, then said suddenly, "Brother Zhao, first lend me two thousand spirit stones."

"what?"

Going to Yu Beast Peak, let the egg-selling senior lead the way, and Mu Xuefeng made a bet for himself.

Two thousand spirit stones borrowed, and two thousand spirit stones paid for by oneself, Suo Ha.

Even the little orange cat solemnly took out the hundred and ten spirit stones that Master Luo gave him as an allowance, and put its furry cat paws on the table, betting on Mu Xuefeng.

All right, owner, it's time to fight to the death.

If we lose, we will go bankrupt on the spot, incur huge debts, and may have to run overnight.

...By the way, where is the black coal mine where the big black cat digs coal?

The author has something to say:

The Big Black Cat in Heaven: I said it all, I really don’t owe any money!No coal digging either! !

Indeed, you are so black, the coal mine really dare not accept you, the cat disappeared in the blink of an eye =====

For the sake of Long Aotian not being strong enough to instantly kill his brother, I want to write an upgrade and growth line~