The cat who wears Jackie Chan

Make, cheat!

Many disciples roared in their hearts.

Dreamland is an illusory world, as long as the mind is strong enough, it can even explode with power far beyond the real realm—but the victory or defeat in the dreamland cannot affect reality, and it is not very useful.

But this does not prevent the little orange cat who is specialized in illusion and has tempered his mental strength. In the dream, there are two words, invincible.

The giant orange cat clapped a giant palm covered with thick golden hair, and amidst the shock, the Jupiter around the halo split in half like a watermelon.Yu Mengsong, the paper man who was crushed, fluttered and dizzy, and flew out from the two halves of the planet.

"Okay, that's amazing, little..." Yu Mengsong paused, as if deliberating, and finally said, "Little cat!"

?The orange cat giant akimbo.

Looking at me now, you can still say the word "little cat"?

With a thought, the wreckage of Jupiter disappeared, and the figure of the giant orange cat that stretched from sky to earth also shrank rapidly, turning back into a half-sized milk cat, and licked its paw triumphantly at Yu Mengsong.

"Meow!" Who else, who wants to come up and get beaten?

...Is there anyone who can fight against this?The audience below murmured in their hearts, even if Mu Xuefeng went up by himself, in the dream, he would probably end up being sent away by a planet.

As a result, the little orange cat who shouted "meow haha" was also coaxed by the host Ji Yufu to leave.This person and cat are not very reassuring.

Humph, the little orange cat ran back to its owner and began to watch the battle in a low-key manner.

Those who disturbed the situation were all persuaded to leave, and the disciples of both sides came back and forth, and the fight was on the rise, and they continued to discuss until midnight before ending.

The next day, the little orange cat received a task assigned by the monastery. The reward was slightly higher than the market price, but the time was tight.

That night, when the brothers of the Qinglian Sword Sect were pulled into the Rafflesia illusion again, they saw the colorful starry sky in the background as the background. , like a swarm of meteors running across the sky, where they passed, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu appeared in phantoms one by one, and the last few sword lights became brighter and closer, and fell to the ground, turning into Qinglian Sword Zong Na's figures of several sword cultivators.

It is an appearance special effect made by the little orange cat in a hurry.

It is rumored that the sword cultivators who are "one-sided fools" all like this special effect, and happily mingle with the pompous army of the Taoist monastery.

For the next few days, the disciples of both sides would play together in the Rafflesia Flower illusion every night, and there would be a round of sword debate and martial arts every day.Even the elders of the two sects also came down to demonstrate their sword moves to the disciples.

Naturally, Mu Xuefeng and the little orange cat never landed on the ground to watch the excitement, and sometimes they would pick a bad guy to move their hands and feet.

I feel that the owner is in a good mood, and the days of bed rest will not be too boring.

In a blink of an eye, the visiting group of Qinglian Sword Sect will be leaving tomorrow, and everyone is a bit reluctant to leave.

At the farewell party in Rafflesia Fantasyland, after a few routine competitions, it turned into a song party and a tea party.The little orange cat who has received his salary, together with two brothers and sisters who know illusion, distributes snacks and tea conjured by illusion.

"Maomao, I still want to eat matcha cake!" When it was sent to Senior Sister Shen Yuyin, she said with a smile.

"Meow aim." No problem.

"What is matcha cake, Xiaoyin?" The best friend sitting next to her hurriedly said, "Brother Cat, I'll have one too!"

After the two of them ate happily, the nearby disciples all said, "I want it too!"

"Meow meow!" Everyone has a share!

There are also those who want red bean buns, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, plum juice, and sugar-steamed custard, and the little orange cat satisfies them all, like a Santa Claus who fulfills his wishes.

After distributing food around, the little orange cat returned to the owner.

Mu Xuefeng had just chatted with his master Yun Yi, when he saw the little orange cat, he said, "Tomorrow we will go to the Qinglian Sword Sect together. The master said that my evil nature is getting worse, so I shouldn't force myself to practice swords anymore." , Qinglian Sword Sect has some ways to wear down evil spirits."

As a pure sword cultivator sect, disciples under the sect are also most likely to be overly aggressive. Qinglian Sword Sect naturally has rich experience in dealing with it.

"Meow?" So suddenly?

"Master Yun let me stay for a while, and I will come back after I have almost resolved my evil nature."

Does this mean long-term exchange students?It sounds like at least a few months.

"Meow." The little orange cat nodded, knowing it.

Owner, where are you going? Of course I will be with you. It would be nice to go to a new place for a change of mood.Anyway, the two of us will never be deflated wherever we go, the cat absolutely believes in this.

After the farewell party, the consciousness of one person and one cat escaped from the dream and opened their eyes.

Still in the bedroom of Banlianju.

Mu Xuefeng got out of bed and simply packed her luggage.In fact, there was nothing to take with him. He put away the fluorescent pitcher plant that was used as a desk lamp—it was said to be bought to catch flies, but he never caught a single one, and the portrait of the little orange cat.

The night passed, and it was morning.

The silence in Banlianju was broken by a shout from afar: "Junior Brother Mu, quickly take your tyrannosaur away!!"

"Meow?" The little orange cat who just woke up from sleep rubbed his eyes, did I time travel again.

Tyrannosaurus rex, why is there a Tyrannosaurus rex in the cultivation world?

Walking out of Ban Lianju, a male disciple was waiting at the door, and said with a wry smile: "Junior Brother Mu, it's not that we don't want to take him in, it's just that we can't bear it anymore. I've been looking for you a long time ago, but Senior Sister Yu said that it's not okay for you to be injured." It’s convenient, we just waited until today.”

Oh, is that black flood dragon?The little orange cat just remembered.

One person and one cat followed the male disciple to Yushou Peak.

Looking down, I saw a black dragon lying lazily by the smoky lake, more than a dozen black turtles lying on the ground, the tortoise shells connected into a whole bed, supporting its huge body.

A man with a white cloth wrapped around his head was slapping the walnuts violently with his animal claws, then carefully peeled them off, and fed the walnut kernels to the black flood dragon.

A fire phoenix breathed out flames to maintain the fire, and kept flipping the barbecue on the bonfire with its wings. Seeing that one of the skewers was ready, it quickly took it off and offered it to the black flood dragon.

Not to mention that there are several thunder wolves, whose bodies are surrounded by lightning, but they are supposed to face the enemy bravely, but they use their wolf heads to hold up a colored ball in turn, as if they are performing for the black flood dragon.

"Why is it over-roasted? Do you want to become a roasted bird?" Hei Jiao was dissatisfied as he picked the gap between his teeth with the claws that popped out.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Jiaolong, the little one will be roasted again." Huofeng swallowed.

The little orange cat in mid-air stared at the dead fish.That pug black dragon, in private?

"Xiao Hei." Mu Xuefeng called out in a cold voice.

"My, my lord!" Hei Jiao got up from the tortoise shell bed, changed his expression in seconds, slapped his tail on the ground, looked up at the sky and said flatteringly, "Did you come to see me?"

"...I will pick you up."

Anyway, I'm going to Qinglian Sword Sect, so let's take the black dragon with me.

"Aww." The black flood dragon swam over immediately, without looking at the monsters bullied by it.

"Respectfully send off Lord Jiaolong." All the monsters also said in unison.

Seeing the black dragon tailing away behind one person and one cat, all the disciples and monsters on the Beast Control Peak were relieved.

Huh, finally sent this great god away.

God knows what kind of life they lived during this time!

The male disciple wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking to himself, the few who came out with Lianju are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Ahh!Sitting by the pond in a daze, the little black turtle, Gui Xiaoxia, sneezed for no apparent reason.

After picking up Heijiao and having breakfast in the dining hall, the little orange cat and its owner came to the Eight Diagrams Square.

The flying boat of Qinglian Jianzong's visiting group was parked there.

Several Taoist disciples also boarded the flying boat together.Not a formal return visit, they were just dropped by.

Master Zheng Wei from the Taoist Academy came to see everyone off.Seeing the figure of one person and one cat submerged into the giant sword-shaped flying boat, for some reason, he suddenly felt his heart relax.

Recently, Baoguang Pavilion was repaired, and a lot of spiritual stones were spent in the Taoist temple.

Meow?Looking back inadvertently, the little orange cat seemed to be relieved when he saw Master Zheng Wei.

The giant sword airship is similar to the whale airship in the monastery, and there are single rooms on both sides of the aisle.The little orange cat naturally lives in a room with the owner.The black dragon shrunk to the size of a small snake, quietly and obediently sitting in the corner.

"I heard that there was an auction recently in the realm of Qinglian Sword Sect, and we arrived just in time for it." Sitting casually in the room, Mu Xuefeng said, "I still have more than 70 spirit stones, I can go to have a look."

"Meow." Well, the auction is quite interesting.

"I have an inexplicable premonition that that auction will bring me fortune." Mu Xuefeng frowned slightly, with some uncertainty, but also some certainty.

Wealth?Are we going to pick up the leaks, or like the last auction, the seller of the wronged species suddenly changed his mind and let us pick up 70 for nothing?

"Why doesn't Master Long come to be a guest?"

In a certain cave full of gold and silver treasures, a green dragon soaking in a pool of water is drawing circles with its nails.

"Have you forgotten Xiaolong..."

The big black cat next to him was also worried. If the cubs came, how would he explain why the civets went to dig the purple gold sand?

After complaining for a while in a low mood, Qinglong regained his composure and took out a bottle of carefully packaged "Yinglong's blood": "Why don't you hang out again?"

"Recently I fell in love with a set of pigeon blood stone jewelry, the color, the workmanship, tsk tsk!"

"As long as you change to another auction house, you won't be able to run into Lord Long again."

Thinking of that set of bright red, rich and shining pigeon blood stone jewelry, Qinglong's heart felt hot, and he wished that the bottle of "Yinglong's blood" in his hand could be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones immediately, and then he could buy that set of jewelry back home.

After drooling for a while, Qinglong suddenly calmed down and shook his head: "No, I'd better check the almanac first."

With a wave of the dragon's claw, a scroll made of gold thread flew in front of him. Qinglong opened the scroll, found the day, and took a closer look.

"Hiss—on the Renwu day of the Xinhai month, it is advisable to spend money and eliminate disasters."

"Or...forget it?"

The flying boat has risen to the sky and is flying fast in the clouds.

In the room, the little orange cat was lying on the bed, reading the Tianhu heart formula; Mu Xuefeng was sitting at the table, reading a sword manual.

Because the two of them were often absent from class, Master Shen from the Mental Law class simply gave them a visualization map and asked them to practice according to the map.This time staying in Qinglian Sword Sect, it is inevitable that I have to study my homework.

"Strange," Mu Xuefeng looked down at the sword manual, and said suddenly, "I feel like the trace of wealth is gone again."

Meow?

The author has something to say:

Qinglong: Do you rely on blackmailing the people for your fortune? !

Then why do you have to sell fake and shoddy?