The cat who wears Jackie Chan

Yun Yi, who was standing on the top of the peak, holding his sword and watching the pines, was startled suddenly, and realized something.

His direct disciple Mu Xuefeng called for help from across the air!

If it wasn't for an emergency, Mu Xuefeng would never ask for help, and with his skills, the enemy is at least in the Nascent Soul realm.

His body turned into sword light, and Yun Yi quickly fled to the Taoist temple.Such Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators must be captured and killed.It would be safer to call two masters from the Dao Academy to go together.

"Senior Brother Yun?" Master Meng from the Taoist Academy was teaching his disciples how to perform spells in front of his own cave.

"Mu Xuefeng asked me for help, follow me to rescue!"

"What? Let's go!" Elder Meng's expression was instantly serious.

The two Jindan disciples looked at each other and followed closely: "Master, are you the enemy of the Nascent Soul Stage? We also want to see the world."

Nascent Soul-level fighting skills are not something you can usually see.Watching this battle from the sidelines will definitely give you a lot of insights.

The group left in a hurry, but the news spread quickly in the monastery.

That crazy Mu Xuefeng was defeated by a powerful enemy outside, and his master was rushing to rescue him!

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist..."

After walking along the creek for a while, besides the sound of running water, suddenly there was a faint sound.

Did I hear you right?The little orange cat nestled in the owner's arms looked around suspiciously.

After a while, the stream in front of me converged into a circular pool.In the middle of the pool, there is a huge tree, and a tree hole is suddenly opened near the water, about the size of a person sitting upright.

This tree is also very strange, the outside is bark, but the inner wall of the tree hole is glass like frozen ice.

A person, or a skeleton, sat in the tree hole, and the sound heard earlier came from the skeleton.

The little orange cat was startled, but quickly calmed down again.Cats are not afraid of ghosts, but are they afraid of skeletons?

"Friend Daoist, do you want to give you a chance?" Skull said.

Tsk, no matter how you look at it, it looks suspicious.

Mu Xuefeng also looked warily, and a knife light appeared in his palm.

"Fellow Daoist, I have no hostility." Skeleton smiled wryly twice, "I was originally a casual cultivator, but due to poor aptitude, I stagnated during the foundation building period. I entered this cave by chance 200 years ago. An adventure of mine, unfortunately..."

The voice of the skeleton revealed a bit of bitterness: "There is a trial illusion in this place. I was addicted to it and explored it thousands of times, but I still couldn't pass the trial. My realm has never been broken. The master of the cave once persuaded But I was obsessed with it until the end of my life. Now that my body and soul are gone, there is only a ray of obsession left, trapped here."

"What do you want me to do?" Mu Xuefeng asked calmly.

"Qiu Xian asked, but it was just an empty dream. I also ask fellow Taoists to bring my bones back to my hometown and bury them in the village where I grew up. Only this strand of obsession can be dissipated."

"Where is the trial illusion you mentioned, and how do you get in?"

"As long as you settle down in the tree hole, you can enter." This obsession has an answer.

"Meow." The little orange cat looked up at the owner, and I felt that he was quite sincere.

"I don't know if what he said is true or not, but the tree hole he occupied is indeed a treasure land for cultivation." Mu Xuefeng ordered, "Xiao Hei, recite him."

"Aww." The tool man Hei Jiao swam over, wrapped his tail around the skeleton, brought it out of the tree hole, and put it down in the nearby woods.

"If you are telling the truth, we will pick you up when we leave, otherwise..." Mu Xuefeng glanced at the skeleton.

"Yes, thank you fellow daoist."

One person and one cat stepped on the stream and stood in front of the tree hole.

The little orange cat stared with emerald green cat eyes, looked carefully, and found that there was nothing in the tree hole, it was very clean.

The glazed tree hole reflects the light water waves, which is a dreamlike scene.

Le Yuan specially tempered the improved mental power, and resonated with a certain void in the tree hole.It seems that there is really an illusion there... In the slight fluctuations, it exudes a vast but gentle breath.

"Meow meow!" Let me try it, I am more proficient in illusions and so on!

With a leap, the little orange cat jumped into the tree hole and lay down in the most comfortable position.Surrounded by crystal clear world in all directions.

The drowsiness came very violently, and after a trance, Le Yuan opened his eyes again, and the scene in front of him changed.

here is--

Ahhh!Before he could see his surroundings clearly, he ran away with his head in his arms, and a three-legged firebird was chasing and pecking at him.

? ?

"Meow!" The little orange cat was shaken awake after being pecked and screaming.

"What's going on?" Mu Xuefeng looked concerned.

"Meow," the little orange cat calmed down, let out a breath, and said with a magic horn, "It's okay, I should have entered the memory of the three-headed Golden Crow."

That fire bird that jumps into a rage at every turn has been really annoying all along!

"So, that guy's words are somewhat believable."

"Meow." The little orange cat nodded.

"Xiao Hei, stay on guard outside, wake me up if you have something to do." Mu Xuefeng said, and then also got into the tree hole.

"Aww." Hei Jiao coiled his body at the entrance of the cave.

One person and one cat sit in meditation in the tree hole at the same time.

From the darkness, light suddenly flickered.

This time, when Le Yuan opened his eyes, his first reaction was to hug his head.

Huh?Not pecked?

Relieved, Le Yuan lowered his arms and looked around.He was alone in the dark woods, with only a small patch of light in front of him.

On the bonfire, the meat is being grilled.

Le Yuan looked down at himself again.It's not in the shape of a cat, with thin arms and legs, and not tall. This body is still a child, about seven or eight years old.

Is a seven or eight-year-old child surviving alone in the wilderness?

In Le Yuan's heart, some memories that did not belong to him suddenly emerged.An orphan without a father or a mother, wandering around, all he wants is to fill his stomach. Not long ago, he accidentally obtained the secret formula...

And the fiery red three-legged bird in memory.

Say the bird, and the bird will arrive.

With a whoosh, the bonfire swayed, and the three-legged bird flew out of the dark woods, folded its wings and landed beside it, staring at him with a pair of sharp golden eyes.

It can be clearly seen that it is still a juvenile bird.An adult three-legged Golden Crow is taller than an ordinary person, but at this time it is only the size of a swallow, with thin golden-red down covering its small body.

The one who chased and pecked me in the last memory was such a big baby bird!

While muttering, Le Yuan took a skewer of roast meat from the fire.

The owner of this body has a really good temper, and he didn't hold grudges when he was pecked. Instead, he would feed the vicious bird from time to time.

Here, let's eat.Feeling vaguely that it should be done according to the original owner's memory, Le Yuan grabbed the meat skewers and stretched out his hand to Little Jinwu.

Uh……

There was a burnt smell in the air, and the barbecue in his hand was actually jet black.It looked normal on the bonfire, but it was still brown and oily.

The little Jinwu stood still, as if his head was covered with black lines.

All right, I'll bake again.After a while, Le Yuan took another bunch and handed it over.

... turned into coke again.

Little Jinwu still didn't move, looking at him speechlessly.

Tsk, something is wrong!It seems to be because in this memory, the original owner did burn several skewers, so they were burnt as soon as they were taken off the fire.

Le Yuan glanced at the little Golden Crow not far away.

The little Golden Crow in his memory had rushed over to peck him angrily at this time, but he would not wait quietly like now, but there was a bit of... helplessness in his eyes.

It's like looking at a fool's eyes.

Could it be that this little golden crow in the illusion is actually——

At the end of this memory, the scene of one person and one bird eating half-baked and half-burnt barbecue appeared in my mind. Le Yuan let out a "hiss", please, this unknown little brother, my cooking skills are still A little stronger than you, I don't want to forcefully eat that kind of thing!

Since it is an illusion created from the heart, then my illusion should also work, right?

Le Yuan was thinking, reciting the mantra silently, pointing his index finger at the bonfire with the barbecue.

The art of changing illusions and changing the art of grilled chicken!

In the blink of an eye, Le Yuan brought out a plate of fragrant, golden and oily roast chicken from the campfire, tore off a chicken leg, and handed it to the little Golden Crow who was waiting aside.I also tore off another chicken leg, took a bite, oh, it was delicious, it tasted like a finger-licking chicken.

Seeing the astonished look of Little Golden Crow, Le Yuan laughed out loud.

If you say it's unscientific, it's not very scientific. Anyway, it's all in the realm of comprehension, it's all an illusion, so how can there be science to talk about?

Dazed for a moment, the little Golden Crow hopped twice, got closer, grabbed the chicken leg, and ate it in a few mouthfuls. It was quite tasty.Leyuan tore a few more pieces of chicken and fed it.

After eating a few pieces of roast chicken himself, Le Yuan felt a little tired.

The art of changing the art of cola!

With a single finger, two paper cups appeared out of thin air on the ground, with the three letters "K*C" on the surface, filled with bubbling brown-red liquid, and a few small ice cubes on top.

Coke, I miss you to death!Le Yuan shouted in his heart.

In this illusion, his illusion has also gained a little bonus, and the roast chicken he conjures is more real than usual, and there is no problem with eating it. If you think about it, these two cups of Coke can also be very restored.

Le Yuan pushed one of the cups to Little Jinwu, took another cup and took a big sip, huh, it was the taste from memory.

Ice is cold, the heart is cold, and the heart is flying!

The little Jinwu also took a sip, raised his head abruptly, turned his face away, and there was a bit of disgust in his eyes.

It looked at Le Yuan, and saw that Le Yuan was drinking happily. After a while, he took another sip tentatively.

One sip after another, I drank all the Coke.