The cat who wears Jackie Chan

In fact, Mu Xuefeng had been in a coma for several days before waking up.

During this period, Master Qiu Zhaoyu from the Taoist monastery came twice and played the piano in front of the bed.Wisps of qi full of healing power flew out from the strings and submerged into Mu Xuefeng's body, and then the dark green color on his shoulders that was infected by the dead qi gradually returned to normal.

Master Luo also came to visit once.She also brought the little orange cat a small group of fox fire, which is the original aura of the fox saint.The defensive magic weapon that Maomao is currently using, the Chixia Neon Training, is owned by the fox saint. With her fox fire, the broken Neon Training can be repaired.

Before leaving, Master Luo patted the little orange cat's head: "You have worked hard."

Feeding the owner every day, changing the dressing, and casting a cleansing spell, Le Yuan didn't think it was too hard.Master Luo's words seemed to contain a more profound meaning.

The water is deep here for the Taoist immortal who is dedicated to destroying demons, and for the demon clan who have lost their ladder to ascend to the immortal.

Senior Cheng Xi from Liulidongtian said bluntly that he hoped that the owner and I would resolve this matter in the future, Master Luo probably thought the same way.

Speaking of which, what kind of big fool is the first reaction to stop others from escaping is to swallow it in one gulp? ?

Also, what happened to the owner at that time, I didn't see it clearly in a hurry.Could it be that he is... the boa constrictor that fell into the pond on the eve of the Jingyi assessment?

No way, did the drunken words unintentionally come true? Could it be that the owner really has two... Ding Ding?

Looking at the sleeping Mu Xuefeng, Le Yuan really wanted to lift the quilt to check.But even if he is a good brother, he seems to have gone too far, and in the end he didn't have the nerve to do it.

Now that everyone is awake, there is no chance to see it.

"Oh, this sword is for you. The senior said it is the most suitable sword for you." Thinking of something, Le Yuan handed Longyuan Sword to the owner.

After being stored in the token for a few days, Longyuan Sword has been very obedient, like a dumb man.

"Is it suitable for me?" Mu Xuefeng took it, stroking the shiny and subtle blade with her fingers, "...it has a familiar smell."

A phantom of an ink-colored dragon flew out from the sword body, gave a dragon chant to Mu Xuefeng, circled around him for a moment before dispersing.

Familiar taste?Does it mean that you and it are both elongated animals?

"There is another piece of news. I heard that the Qinglian Sword Sect will send people to visit recently, and the disciples will learn from each other." Speaking of this, Le Yuan glanced at the owner with ill intentions, "Hey, it's not for you, you It's better to heal your wounds."

Mu Xuefeng sighed: "I only watch the battle."

"If you are almost better by then, you can go and see."

Three days later, the visiting delegation from Qinglian Sword Sect arrived.

As neighbors of Juntian Taoist Academy, the two sides will organize friendly exchange activities from time to time.

It is said that they are neighbors, but they are not very close. Both sides are the top sects in this world, and they have a tacitly divided sphere of influence, which is not small.Mu Xuefeng's original Qixia faction, in front of such giants, is just a small shrimp that no one cares about.

When Le Yuan went to the dining hall to eat, he also heard a lot of gossip from his fellow disciples.

Regarding Qinglian Sword Sect, there are rumors that the sword cultivators in it are all fools with nothing but swords in their minds.

Of course, these are just the sour words of those casual cultivators who couldn't enter the gate wall.

These people also arranged the Juntian Taoist Academy, saying that the disciples who come out of the Taoist Academy can also refine medicine, grow grass, forge iron, and sell talismans. What kind of "miscellaneous work academy" does it mean that this is a Lanxiang technical school? .

This is also very unfair.In fact, the elite disciples stayed in the Taoist monastery to practice, and occasionally went down the mountain to practice.Disciples who are away all the year round usually have limited talents or damaged foundations, and it is difficult to make further progress, so they simply stay in the world of mortals to spend the rest of their lives, and use the skills they have learned to make ends meet.

The members of Qinglian Sword Sect arrived in the morning, and in the afternoon there was a welcome ceremony and three sword discussions.

In the afternoon, Mu Xuefeng, who had been lying still for many days, changed his clothes and got up to watch the battle.

I am very attached to this kind of thing.Not to mention just recuperating in bed, Le Yuan suspected that even if the group of knives and swordsmen became vegetative, they could sit up straight if they said "today there is a discussion on swords" in their ears.

The owner had an injury on his shoulder, so the little orange cat didn't sit on his shoulder anymore. He drove a bamboo dragonfly and buzzed beside him. One person and one cat came to the martial arts arena of the Daoist Academy, and sat silently in the spectator seats.

The sidelines of the court were full of people, and the dozen or so swordsmen with long swords on their waists and green robes with lotus patterns embroidered on the corners stood out from the crowd.

Mu Xuefeng can't play today, I heard that the brothers of Qinglian Sword Sect are also very regretful.

Their arrival attracted a lot of attention.

In the past few days, there have been many rumors, some say that Mu Xuefeng has lost his temper, some say that he was poisoned, the most reliable one is that Baoguang Pavilion was intruded by foreign enemies, and happened to bump into him.No one guessed that he was afraid to fight and pretended to recover from his injuries.

Seeing that Mu Xuefeng's face was extremely pale, with thick cloth wrapped around his arms and shoulders, and he looked really injured, a Taoist disciple whispered to his friend: "What did I say, Mu Xuefeng must be Yu When the sword was flying, he fell off the sword and broke his arm! Where is Baoguang Pavilion, how could a foreign enemy break in?"

Little orange cat: ...Thank you, the owner and I have heard it.

During the day when the teachers were present, everyone was still reserved.In the three sword fights, before the competition, he politely clasped his fists and saluted.

At night, the disciples pulled all the brothers of Qinglian Sword Sect into the Rafflesia Fantasyland, and held a welcome party in private.

The few sword cultivators of the Qinglian Sword Sect had just entered the illusion, and they were still looking around when they felt a blur in front of them.

The purple air is lingering, the auspicious clouds are rolling, and one person rides a dragon and blows a sheng.

The rays of light were shining, and they were woven into brocade clothes, which fell on the body of the female fairy who came later.

Then there were flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses springing up from the ground. One person carried the golden body of Arhat on his back, stepped on the golden lotus platform, clasped his palms together, and saluted.

There is another person surrounded by birds, phoenix clearing the way, and a three-legged golden crow pulling a cart for her. With a wave of her plain hand, nine blazing suns behind her explode into fireworks.

Next is...

One is more gorgeous than the other, and the other is more ostentatious than the other.

It was embarrassing for the brothers of Qinglian Jianzong.

In your Taoist monastery, everyone is a true immortal, right?

If you take a closer look, you can't see Jindan and Ningmai. Even the patriarch Ming Hongxianzun of your Taoist academy would be ashamed to hide his face and walk away after seeing this appearance!

Tsk, glanced at the shocked faces of those sword cultivators, the little orange cat said in his heart: It's mine, it's all my fault, I brought out the exaggerated atmosphere of the monastery.

But it's really fun to play with special effects!

Many special effects were created by Taoist disciples who came to ask the little orange cat to do them.Three hundred spirit stones to make a special effect, not satisfied with a chance to modify it for free.There are also some disciples in the Taoist monastery who are proficient in illusion and choose to do it by themselves.

You made it very cool, I want to make it even more dazzling, and gradually there is a tendency to become more and more exaggerated.

The special effects of the golden dragon soaring into the clouds and the white tiger roaring that I made for the owner and myself at the beginning, now seem a bit simple and can't keep up with the version.But the owner liked the golden dragon quite a bit, so he didn't modify it.

In the fantasy world of Rafflesia Flower, the disciples of both sides, who were young and vigorous, had another round of sword discussions.

Everyone has discovered that sparring in dreams won't really hurt you, and won't consume your spiritual power, so you can open up and fight as much as you want-this is no longer necessary to communicate with brothers and sisters from afar!

Mu Xuefeng immediately entered the stage.

Although his injuries have not healed, this is a dreamland, as long as he has a sword in his heart, the injuries on his body will not hinder him at all.

After winning three games in a row, he was persuaded to leave the field to give others a chance.

Even being injured can't stop you from pretending, some Taoist disciples can't help but slander.

"Meow?" Seeing that Qinglian Sword Sect's next opponent was actually an old acquaintance, the little orange cat who was squatting in the viewing area and eating melons hurried over.

It's the pervert Yu Mengsong who said "The cat hits me because it loves me, and I have no complaints or regrets"!

All the disciples of Qinglian Sword Sect came in with a sword on their shoulders, in line with everyone's stereotype of sword cultivators; only Yu Mengsong had a kitten on his head, this guy loves cats like crazy, It seems to be quite famous.

Senior Sister Ji, who was in charge of hosting the event, looked over, and the little orange cat raised its front paws, "Meow meow!"

I demand to fight!

This guy was my defeat at the Penglai Fairy Club, and I don't mind beating him up again.Although at that time, Yu Mengsong was injured in the previous two days of fighting skills, he was not in his prime, and the owner also helped the cat, but Mao Mao didn't care, he just lost to me!

"Little cat? Do you want to beat me up so badly!" Yu Mengsong's eyes sparkled with excitement, "The little cat really cares about me, and has never forgotten me since Penglai Xianhui?"

Mu Xuefeng, who retreated into the crowd, snorted coldly.

...All right, perverted base fuck, too lazy to refute.The little orange cat showed its sharp claws and rushed over.

"You can't defeat me if you are so brutal, little cat?" Yu Mengsong showed a serious look, and the bright sword energy gathered from his palm, and he swung the sword.

After all, he is also an excellent disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect. His sword intent and Taoism are natural and continuous, as if he came with a mountain full of pines.

Hmph, little Jianxiu, too naive, this is a dreamland!

As Master Luo said, in the dream world, everyone is just the plaything of illusionists——

The sharp claw pounce was just a feint, and in mid-air, the little orange cat activated the illusion.

The art of changing the sugar cane!

In an instant, the sword energy that Yu Mengsong held in his palm turned into a half of sugarcane, the kind that was peeled in vain.

Yu Mengsong was taken aback for a moment, and all the audience were taken aback.

"The kitty gave it to me?" Yu Mengsong brought the half of sugar cane to his mouth, took a bite, and chewed a few times, "It's so sweet, so sweet, as sweet as a kitten!"

...then you won't be spitting dregs, right?

The little orange cat stared at the dead fish's eyes, and saw Yu Mengsong ate the sugarcane one bite after another, and swallowed it all, without vomiting out the dregs.

"Come again!" His palm once again condensed the sword light.

Alright, I won't give you the chance to cheat food and drink!

Conjuration·Big, Big, Big!

The figure of the little orange cat suddenly grew bigger and bigger, and stood upright, as if supporting the world. Everyone had to raise their heads hard to see the cat's upper body.

"Meow-"

A furry giant orange cat roared earth-shatteringly, raised its two front paws, grabbed something from the colorful starry sky in the background, pulled it out, and held a planet in its two paws above.The surface of the planet is covered with reddish-brown stripes, surrounded by a ring of light, which is Jupiter.

boom!

Armed with the mighty power of the stars in the universe, the giant orange cat smashed down the Jupiter held up by its claws at Yu Mengsong in front of him!

The galaxy is shattered, and the avenue is wiped out!

Looking at Yu Biansong who was crushed below by the planet, the audience outside the stadium were stunned.

The author has something to say:

One day in the future, Yuanyuan may be a little disappointed after seeing it: "So you only have one... ah."

Mu Xuefeng:? ?I can't satisfy you?