The only way

Chapter 177
The black-haired young man hung a fishing rod on his shoulder, and the slender silver thread on his back swayed with the man's walking pace, but never touched the man's figure.

The aura around him is restrained, like ancient jade, unadorned and unpretentious. At a glance, he seems to be just an ordinary person.

On the roof, a big orange cat was lying lazily on the roof ridge.

The huge fluffy tail on the back swept casually across the roof, the dark nose moved slightly, turned to look at the man in the black robe, and opened a pair of amber eyes.

Zhenjun Duanyi followed closely behind Zhenzun Jiuyuan, and he followed Zhenzun Jiuyuan very obediently, holding the fish basket that Zhenzun Jiuyuan contained fish in his hand.

Lingchu also obediently followed Master Duanyi Zhenjun, thinking that just now when Master heard Master said to let him pick one from the vegetable garden as a meeting gift, his phoenix eyes lit up and he frantically motioned to his little one. disciple.

Good stuff, take it now.

Before Lingchu could react, Zhenzun Jiuyuan had already waved his hands, and the bamboo fish basket drew a long line in the air and landed in Zhenjun Duanyi's arms.

In an instant, Zhenjun Duanyi became obedient.

Lingchu naturally became obedient.

Ever since, it became the current situation, Zhenzun Jiuyuan walked leisurely in front, Zhenjun Duanyi and Lingchu obediently followed behind.

The big orange cat stretched lazily on the ridge of the roof, stood up, with its two short forelimbs embracing its chest, its amber eyeballs first swam around on Zhenjun Duanyi's face, and then The fish basket stopped for a few breaths, but finally landed on Lingchu.

To be precise, it was Lingchu's waist.

"Little girl, let me play with that little cat of yours." The big orange cat spoke suddenly, with a crisp voice, like a teenager, but pretending to be deep.

Kitty?
Lingchu subconsciously touched the spirit beast bag on his waist, and immediately understood in his heart that this senior spirit beast was probably talking about the clear sky.

Because apart from Qingkong, she doesn't have any other spirit beasts on her body, let alone cat-like ones.

This big orange cat, which can speak human words and is by the side of the master, should be the spirit beast of the master, and also the elder of the master at the beginning of the spirit?

For Qingkong, he should be a senior in the spirit beast world.

They are both spirit beasts and belong to the same sect, so there should be no problem.

Even though he was thinking this way, Lingchu cautiously took a look at his master and ancestor.

Grandmaster still looks like an expert, Master blinked and looked at the big orange cat, "This is your grandparent's spirit beast, to ward off evil spirits."

"Little girl Duanyi, I'm still your elder after all. Do you know that I should be called Uncle Bixie, or Master Bixie?" The big orange cat Vixie bared its white fangs as if its tail had been stepped on.

This Duanyi has not been cute since she was a child.

"Little girl, don't be like your master. You are not cute at all. No wonder there is no one to pursue you at such a young age." Bi Xie is obviously very familiar with Zhenjun Duanyi, and the orange figure turned into a Hong Guang snatched the fish basket from Zhenjun Duanyi's arms in the blink of an eye, and landed in front of Lingchu.

"Hurry up, let your little kitten out." Bixie stretched out his palm impatiently, and patted the ground.

With Master's affirmation, Lingchu naturally didn't dare to delay, the spirit beast bag on his waist flashed, Qingkong curiously landed on the ground, Qingkong kept shrinking like a snow-white cat.

Zheng and Xiexi, two cats, one orange and one snow white, looked at each other.

After looking at it twice, the blue eyes of the clear sky rolled, looked innocently and pitifully at the evil spirits, and then stretched out his head fawningly to rub the evil spirits.

Bixie obviously has a lot of patience with cat-like races, compared to the faces of Zhenjun Duanyi and Lingchu, he is much gentler towards Qingkong.

The orange meat claws patted Qingkong's head, and the little head signaled, Qingkong picked up the fish reel very cleverly, followed behind Bixie, and swayed towards the vegetable garden.

Although Qingkong is young, she is still a bit clever, and the evil spirit is the spirit beast of the ancestor, and it is in the secret realm of the sect, so Lingchu is not worried.

Zhenzun Jiuyuan, who had been laughing at the development of this matter, sat on the stone chair under the tree, his eyes fell on the stone table and chessboard, after watching for a while, his eyes moved to Zhenjun Duanyi.

"Tell me, what happened?"

As a female disciple, she shows her teeth and claws outside, and has a very vigorous temper, but she is very afraid of him, her master. Most of the small things go to her senior brother, and if it is not for big things, she will not find him on ordinary days.

Thinking of the eldest disciple, the expression on Zhenzun Jiuyuan's face was a little dark and difficult to understand for a while. Everything in this world is ultimately sad.

This little disciple has a free and easy temper, and he doesn't care about everything. At that time, he seemed to be in a hurry, but now, he seems to be a good thing.

As soon as Zhenzun Jiuyuan asked, Zhenjun Duanyi immediately smiled, sat down on the opposite side of the stone chair, and pulled his little disciple to his side.

"Master! Your apprentice, my little apprentice, has been restrained, and I can't undo it!" Zhenjun Duanyi complained to Zhenzun Jiuyuan angrily, like a child who had been bullied.

Zhenjun Duanyi has been a disciple of Zhenzun Jiuyuan since he was a child, and he is still the youngest disciple. I am afraid of Master, but after all, we have been together for a long time, and I still have a lot of admiration.

What's more, Zhenjun Duanyi's temperament, if no one pampers and protects him, how can he develop it.

Zhenzun Jiuyuan looked at his apprentice with a headache, not as anxious as Zhenjun Duanyi, but calmly touched the stone table lightly, and three cups of tea quietly appeared.

"You are already the True Monarch Yuanying, and you are still so frizzy. It seems that as a teacher, I still need to let you go to the world of mortals to refine your mind and determine your character." Said.

When mentioning Hongchen Jian, Zhenjun Duanyi immediately sat upright, with a face full of resistance, "Master, I was wrong."

After finishing speaking, he handed the clear tea to Lingchu, "Just take a sip, this is the tea that your ancestor made himself."

Lingchu took the green tea and sniffed it lightly, a faint fragrance came into his nostrils, just by smelling it, Lingchu felt that the Sea of ​​Consciousness was much clearer.

According to what the master said, Lingchu just took a sip, and the light tea fragrance entered his throat, which instantly turned into a surge of spiritual power and flowed all over Lingchu's limbs.

In the dantian, spiritual power surged.

Unknowingly, the "Longevity Sutra" began to work, and the blue spiritual power in the dantian instantly turned into a distinct black and white spiritual power, which slowly circulated.

Seeing that his little disciple had taken a sip, Zhenjun Duanyi immediately closed his eyes and fell into samadhi, worked his mind, nodded, and drank the green tea in his cup in one gulp.

True Venerable Jiuyuan glanced helplessly at Niu Yin's disciple, then his eyes fell on Lingchu.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the void narrowed slightly.

It's not easy for me, my little disciple.

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