Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

The day after being drunk, everything was no different from usual.

After finishing the morning class and formation practice, I went to have breakfast.

In the morning, he practiced a few moves with Liu Qingqing at the martial arts training ground again.

But after lunch, the road up the mountain alone was a bit difficult to walk. Passing the inner gate again, looking at the two majestic and domineering iron lions, there was only one person left.

Sighing, Wang Qiye did not go to the bamboo forest that he and Ma Gan usually went to today, and he even threw away the half-cut black iron bamboo.

Wang Qiye found the back side of the mountain and cut a new path with a hatchet. He was quite satisfied with the new place he chose. This area of ​​black iron bamboo grew in a disorderly manner. There was a stream about a mile away, so it was convenient to get water.

After Wang Qiye picked up a black iron bamboo, he sank his energy into his dantian, dropped into a horse stance, and clenched the hatchet tightly with both hands.

"what."

He cut a mark on the black iron bamboo. Then he repeated the action just now, using all his strength for each cut. The repeated vibrations penetrated through the hatchet and arms, reaching his internal organs. The churning feeling of his whole body allowed Wang Qiye to find the true meaning of the knife.

"who!"

"Come out!"

After chopping more than thirty times, Wang Qiye, who was sweating profusely, wanted to stop and take a rest. Then he felt a pair of eyes staring at him, as if they had been staring at him for a long time!

I turned around, but didn't see anyone, and I couldn't help feeling a little confused?

As if they were in sync, Wang Qiye stared closely at the back of a large rock, and saw a small black head. Isn't this the soul-eating snake?

The scene between the man and the beast at this moment was a bit weird.

They just stared at each other in silence.

Wang Qiye felt that he should run, or draw out Wentian and chop the spirit beast. But Wang Qiye couldn't find a reason to run or draw his sword at this moment.

I was a little tired of looking at each other, so I just sat down, untied the gourd from my waist, opened the lid, and took two big gulps of water.

The soul-eating snake, which was only as thick as a finger, also climbed onto the stone, coiled up, and sunbathed in the sparse sunlight through the bamboo forest.

What on earth is this little thing doing? Wang Qiye was confused for a moment. Wang Qiye usually doesn't think about things he doesn't understand. Why bother yourself with troubles?

After resting enough, he picked up the hatchet and started chopping the black iron bamboo with confidence.

The whole afternoon passed peacefully, and even when it got dark and Wang Qiye was walking down the mountain, the little creature did not try to keep him.

The next day, Wang Qiye came to the newly opened place yesterday, swung the round hatchet, used brute force, and started to cut the black iron bamboo. There was another feeling, this time, the little thing did not hide, but climbed onto the stone and basked in the sun.

The man and the beast spent another day in peace.

On the third day, Wang Qiye swung his sword with all his might, chopping at the black iron bamboo, and the crisp echo resounded through the forest. After chopping thirty times, it was time to rest. Wang Qiye wiped his face with his Taoist robe, turned around and looked at the big rock. The little thing came again.

Sitting on the ground, pulling out the lid of the gourd, Wang Qiye thought while drinking water. One or two days is just a coincidence, but meeting every day is definitely not something that can be explained by coincidence!!!

No! Could it be the one that devoured the soul of the old master?

Thinking this way, Wang Qiye deeply agreed. The little thing seemed to have sensed something, crawled over, rubbed Wang Qiye's trouser legs, and then crawled back to the big rock.

It’s true!!!

In the dark, there is a vague connection. Wang Qiye sighed, the world of cultivation is really full of wonders, nothing is not strange, could this be his brother in this world?

A man and a beast divided up the soul of the old master, creating a strange thing. Whether Wang Qiye admits it or not, it has become a fact at this moment.

However, Wang Qiye still can’t accept it now.

No one could understand Wang Qiye's mood at the moment, and he didn't dare to share this feeling with others. Oh, let's get drunk again? Thinking of the ridiculous behavior in the bamboo forest a few days ago, he gave up the idea of ​​drinking.

Whatever, do whatever you want!!!

Wang Qiye picked up the hatchet on the ground again, came to the black iron bamboo, lowered his center of gravity, sank his energy into his dantian, used all his strength, and chopped it down with great force that echoed through the forest.

The days that followed were no different from usual.

Morning lessons, practicing formations, practicing martial arts in the martial arts field, and cutting black iron bamboo.

But the little black snake was getting bolder and bolder. At first, it just came over to rub against Wang Qiye's trouser legs when he was taking a break from cutting black iron bamboo. Later, it began to climb onto Wang Qiye's legs while he was meditating while he was reading, and sometimes even onto his shoulders. Wang Qiye had no way to deal with this little thing, and he couldn't communicate with it.

I’ll just call you “Dahei”!

When he got home from work in the evening, Wang Qiye finally smiled when he saw the "Note Transmission Sound" floating at the door.

He stretched out his hand with some trembling and touched the "Sound Transmission Note".

"Wang Qiye, there is a letter for you."

Finally replied, haha.

Wang Qiye excitedly ran to the back of the errand boy and came to the mail receiving and sending area.

"Brother, take my trust, stop nagging."

"Name."

"Wang Qiye."

"Wait a moment, I'll look for it."

"I found it. Take it."

The steward brother pushed the letter in front of Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye bowed.

"Thank you, senior brother."

I returned to the room and sat down at the desk. I was finally in a good mood these days. I took a deep breath, then opened the envelope and took out a piece of letter paper.

Dear Junior Brother Wang Qiye

Senior Sister Ji Rulanxue has developed another dish, but I have to keep it secret from you first, you'll be so greedy!!! The three of us have passed the year-end competition. I won one game, Senior Sister Ji Rulanxue won one game, and Senior Sister Murong Xiaoxiao won three games. By the way, guess what level of Qi Refining I am at now? Humph, I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if I tell you!!! The tenth level of Qi Refining! Senior Sister Ji Rulanxue is now at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and Senior Sister Murong Xiaoxiao is only one level higher than me, at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. Master said that he would prepare a gift for me when I reach the tenth level of Qi Refining. I'm really looking forward to it. The three of us are also very sad about Ma Gan's descent from the mountain, so please don't be too sad. The road is ruthless, and some sadness and sorrow are destined to meet unexpectedly, but it is not our end.

By the way, this month I learned another talisman called "Mountain Opening Talisman". After two months, I finally mastered the essentials. This is a talisman that can break formations. Hehehe, it's amazing, isn't it? ...

Wang Qiye was filled with thoughts as he read the words. He thought of the girl with the twin ponytails, the girl in pink, and the dishes made by Senior Sister Ji Ru...

Looking up at the crescent moon outside the window, it was no different from yesterday. Wang Qiye felt that besides being happy, something was missing. By the way, Wang Qiye quickly put his feet on the desk, rested his head on his arms, rocked the chair, and looked at the moon.

That's right!!!