Evil Master and Disciple

After Ling Yunzhi reluctantly left the courtyard, the little dog on Ye Feng's shoulder began to squeak.

Then Ye Feng heard a squeaking sound coming from the corner of the yard.

Ye Feng turned his head and saw a gray-haired monkey squatting on a plum tree in the corner of the courtyard.

At this moment, Sanzhier and the gray-haired monkey were staring at each other.

Just as Ye Feng was about to comfort Sanzhier, Sanzhier jumped off Ye Feng's shoulder with a whoosh.

It approached the gray-haired monkey cautiously.

The gray-haired monkey also jumped down from the tree.

Both sides seemed somewhat wary of each other.

They are all testing.

Originally, Ye Feng wanted to talk about the underground ruins, but at this moment, the two old people and one young person in the yard were attracted by the actions of these two spiritual pets.

Dugu Chan, who had been silent the whole time, slowly said, "I was mistaken, Qingyun, the monkey you are raising is no ordinary creature, is it?"

Zhang Qingyun laughed dryly, "No... no, it's just an ordinary wild monkey, nothing special."

Dugu Chan said, "If it was just an ordinary monkey, Sanzhier wouldn't have the expression he has now."

"Ah? Really? I don't know either! Ye boy, let's ignore those two beasts. Come on, sit down, have a glass of water and talk slowly."

Seeing that San Zhier and the gray-haired monkey were not fighting, and both sides were approaching each other cautiously, Ye Feng felt relieved.

He withdrew his gaze and sat on the stone bench.

This old guy Zhang Qingyun actually poured tea for Ye Feng himself.

At this moment, Sanzhier and the gray-haired monkey were slowly approaching each other, their noses almost touching each other, as if they were sniffing each other's scent.

Sanzhier is a spirit badger, and its perception is unique in the three realms.

If this gray-haired monkey was just an ordinary monkey, Sanzhier would not be so cautious.

Sanzhier must have sensed the special aura of this gray-haired monkey.

The same was true for the gray-haired monkey. It seemed to sense that Sanzhier was not an ordinary little animal.

A monkey and a badger approached each other, but were wary of each other.

After a while, they slowly relaxed when they realized that the other party did not have any dangerous aura.

Sanzhier squeaked a few times, and the gray-haired monkey also squeaked and gestured with his arms.

Ye Feng turned around and saw this scene, and was speechless.

I have been learning animal language for several months, but I still can't communicate with Sanzhier face to face.

As a result, the two monkeys who had just met could communicate with each other without any obstacles.

I am not even as good as a monkey.

Sanzhier and the gray-haired monkey soon relaxed completely. In the time it took them to fart, they had become good friends. They jumped onto the tree together, squeaking and whispering to each other.

Seeing that Sanzhier had made new friends, Ye Feng was happy for him.

Ye Feng had tricked San Zhier into leaving Lingyao Valley by using delicious food. Now San Zhier no longer had the companions of those beast monsters, which made Ye Feng feel a little reluctant.

Fortunately, during this time in the capital, Sanzhier met Su Daji, and he could play with Su Daji, and he didn't feel as lonely as he did along the way.

Ye Feng is not a heartless person. He can feel the change in San Zhier's mood after he left Lingyao Valley. San Zhier has helped him a lot in the past six months. Ye Feng plans to leave San Zhier in Lingyao Valley after returning to Yunhai Sect after the Lingshan Competition.

Now that Sanzhier has made new friends, Ye Feng is very pleased.

At this time, Dugu Chan's voice came into his ears, saying, "Young man Ye, tell me, what exactly is going on with that relic?"

Ye Feng's mood gradually calmed down. He looked around and said, "Should we change places?"

Zhang Qingyun rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think Lao Chan and I are just decorations? Even if you scream your throat out in this yard, no one outside will be able to hear you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng nodded and said, "Since there is a soundproof barrier in the yard, that's good..."

In the next nearly an incense stick of time, Ye Feng told Zhang Qingyun in detail about his experience in the underground ruins of Bailing Temple today.

Dugu Chan felt nothing after hearing this. Although he knew about the existence of the earth and understood a lot about it, those were big things.

When he heard about the power station, he was still clueless beyond the light bulb.

But Zhang Qingyun is different. He comes from Earth, so he naturally knows these common things on Earth.

While listening to Ye Feng's story, Zhang Qingyun's expression kept changing, sometimes shocked, sometimes confused...

However, he always suppressed his inner curiosity and did not interrupt Ye Feng's story.

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Zhang Qingyun said, "Are you sure that this was created by a time traveler from Earth? The cultivation techniques in this world are very mysterious. You also know that Li Ruoxi found several weapon refiners in the heavens and invented a device that can charge mobile phones.

Maybe the power station in the underground ruins was also built by the weapon refiners of this world.

The power of thunder and lightning is impossible for ordinary mortals to control, but it is actually very simple for cultivators. Not only do they have thunder-related skills, but they also have thunder-related magic weapons, and even some special formations can attract thunder and electricity.

Perhaps this world once had a genius in refining equipment, who discovered that the power of lightning could be converted into electricity... and happened to develop something like the light bulb."

Ye Feng said: "At first I also thought this might be a coincidence, until I found this thing in the ruins..."

Ye Feng took out the pliers that he found in the ruins from his black silk bracelet. The pliers that were looked down upon by the Buddhist sect were not worthy of his respect.

The moment he saw the pliers, Zhang Qingyun stood up suddenly, stared at the pliers, and swallowed slowly.

This skinny old man always gives people the feeling of a naughty old man.

Even when facing his old lover Li Ruoxi, he still behaves like this.

But at this moment, the expression on Zhang Qingyun's face was very solemn. The pair of eyes that used to be unfocused and always liked to glance left and right seemed to be focused for the first time.

Dugu Chan glanced at the pliers Ye Feng took out and placed on the table, then looked at Zhang Qingyun whose expression changed drastically.

He knew that the thing that could make Zhang Qingyun lose his composure in an instant was definitely not an ordinary thing, so he reached out and picked up the pliers.

Then a ray of true energy came in.

No response.

In the eyes of the super strong man Dugu Chan, this pliers is just a piece of scrap metal.

He frowned and said, "There's no spiritual energy fluctuation inside, nor is there a spiritual gathering array. This isn't a magic weapon. The workmanship is quite exquisite, and it looks like a pair of pliers. The material on the handle is a bit strange, and I've never seen it before. Qingyun, what is this?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, "This is indeed a pair of pliers. As for the material on top, you've certainly never seen it before. It's an insulating plastic sheath... There's absolutely no way such an insulating plastic sheath could exist in this world!"