How to pamper the beast

Chapter 11

In mid-April, the weather has gradually warmed up.

Just a few days after the Arbor Day, Bai Qiu was lazily lying on the sofa watching TV, watching cute children digging holes, filling trees with soil and watering them, stretching again, every hair on his body from head to toe revealed lazy.

Cen Yan has been in the bedroom since the morning when he gave Bai Qiu a full-body hair and horse killing chicken. In Bai Qiu, he watched the Arbor Day special on TV over and over again, from morning to evening, from natural light to click An artificial light was turned on—

Cen Yan didn't move, let alone bring it up.

Bai Qiu squinted his eyes and was half awake and half asleep for most of the day. He finally woke up. After counting the time, he suddenly realized that the meridians had almost been repaired.

He raised his front paws, hesitated for a moment, then slumped back to the sofa and remained still.

This kind of exciting thing is still left to Cen Yan, let him be alone and feel the changes in his body.

inside the house.

After Yupei worked diligently and fed the twelve elixirs, the repair speed of the meridians in Cen Yan's body was extremely fast, and the broken meridians gradually connected into a smooth highway, and the quality was unexpectedly high. Even compared to Cen Yan's meridians in the past, the explanation is much broader.

Cen Yan felt a little guilty when he thought of his meridian condition before, which was called a genius once in a thousand years by the sect.

He waited patiently for a while.

The time before the last moment is extremely long.

At 36:27:[-] in the afternoon, Cen Yan, who was sitting on a chair in the bedroom with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The jade pendant might be a completed mission, it floated unsteadily from Cen Yan's neck, broke free from the restraint of the rope, and flew towards Bai Qiu's place.

Cen Yan didn't care about the flying away jade pendant, his mind was completely attracted by the changes in his body.

From the twelve regular meridians to the eight extraordinary meridians, every inch of flesh and blood in the whole body has joined a common circulation. Although the dantian has not yet recovered, the repair of the meridians still brought indescribably great changes.

Cen Yan clenched his fists and looked at the strong but not bulky muscles sticking to every bone. His consciousness spread out and scanned. After scanning the meridians countless times from head to toe, he finally had a more realistic feeling. .

Great.

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"After the meridian is repaired, you can start to work on the dantian," Bai Qiu gnawed on the little strawberry cake, beside him, there were various types of magic tools scattered on the ground, "Let me see, what kind More suitable."

When Cen Yan sees this kind of high-level magic weapon being placed anywhere, he is no longer as surprised and expressionless as in the past, causing others to mistake him for being calm. He is really calm now, and he can still hold the magic weapon. Looking around, discuss with Bai Qiu which magic weapon is the most beautiful.

"Dantian, this kind of thing is much more complicated than the meridians." Bai Qiu finished eating the cake and was holding a bottle of sparkling water to relieve his tiredness. Screening the spiritual energy, not to mention the later cultivation, like the golden elixir and the later shattered into babies, all of which are inseparable from the dantian."

Cen Yan didn't expect him to say these words: "You know a lot about human cultivation methods?"

Bai Qiu smacked his lips: "Of course there are many, a total of 46 characters."

Cen Yan; "..."

Bai Qiu sighed: "This is the only knowledge I have left about human beings."

Cen Yan decided not to talk about this topic in the future.

After drinking the sparkling water and rubbing the magic weapon on the ground several times, Bai Qiu hiccupped, thinking that he should choose the right magic weapon according to the damage of Cen Yan's own dantian and the condition of the original dantian.

Cen Yan was originally a single-line Thunder Spirit Root, but he also subdued a group of Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire. With both thunder and fire, he is a proper force faction.

Bai Qiu asked him to keep his mind and not to resist, so he put a weak breath into Cen Yan's dantian to sense the specific——

specific……

specific……

Specific wool!

Bai Qiu exploded into a hairball in an instant, took a step back slightly, and asked in disbelief: "How could your dantian..."

Cen Yan stroked his hair very calmly, with a look of calmness in the face of strong wind and waves: "What's wrong?"

Bai Qiu sat solemnly: "Why did you take my horn away?"

Cen Yan's calm expression cracked: "What?"

"Horn! My horn! The one on the top of my head!" Bai Qiu struggled to figure out the direction of that horn, "I have this horn in my original form, it is very important, if I hadn't lost it, I wouldn't be here It’s still in its infancy form!”

Bai Qiu selectively discarded the memory of being a cub even if he had horns 800 years ago.

Cen Yan looked at Bai Qiu's appearance: "Why...do you still have horns?"

The shape of the whole body is fluffy, and suddenly a horn grows out, obviously the style of painting is different.

"Where are you looking?" Bai Qiu lowered his head and looked at himself, "I have said that my body is soft fur when I was young, but when I grow up, I will still look mighty and majestic!"

Cen Yan squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "So you're not uh... Lu-born cats or other similar spirit beasts with treasure-hunting abilities?"

Bai Qiu remained expressionless: "What is that?"

"From what you showed before, I thought you were a descendant of some kind of ancient spirit beast that can't hide from the world," Cen Yan thought about his words, "I'm not very good at fighting, but I have a unique sense of smell and sensitivity to treasures, and I have special Hiding and concealing ability." This can be seen from the fact that there are so many treasures on the floor but no cultivator came to take a look.

"Together with so many points, I always thought that you were one of the spirit beasts that were captured wantonly because they were too precious in ancient times. Now that the clans are hiding, you may be a cub that strayed into the world."

Bai Qiu listened to Cen Yan's conjecture, although it was a little strange to put it together, but it seems quite reasonable to look at it apart?

He strayed into the human world—yes, he was kicked off by someone.

Cubs—the same can be said, after all, they are not yet mature enough.

Ancient times—half and half right, most of the gods and beasts in the fairy world have a long lifespan, so it's not just ancient times.

And most importantly, it is too precious—yes, very right, there will only be one beast with a special status like him, Taotie, and Qilin at the same time, that is to say, in this world, he is the only one. Pixiu, can it not be precious?

Bai Qiu was taken aback by human imagination, he didn't even know he was showing such a look.

"No matter what I am, I have to do two things now, find a repair tool suitable for your dantian and return my horn to its original owner," Bai Qiu didn't intend to reveal his identity so early, the human being in front of him was cultivating for a while. There is still a long way to go on the road, wait for him to recover a little strength, he is afraid of scaring people, "but fortunately, my corner ran into your dantian, otherwise your dantian might be broken into chocolate chips, and it will be repaired at that time It's hard to get up."

Any part of the beast has an autonomous defense system, which regards the place within a certain range of its own area as its own, and then activates its natural defense.

Cen Yan frowned: "Is there any damage to your horn?"

Bai Qiu didn't care about it: "It's just this little injury, how could it be possible, if it wasn't for my horn being immature like me, let alone your dantian, you would be able to protect your whole body."

Cen Yan exhaled, it's okay.

Sensing that the mood of the people around him seemed to be a little fluctuating, Bai Qiu turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Cen Yan shook his head.

He was just, just a little lucky.

When he was seriously injured three years ago, he still blamed himself for his ill-fated life. It seemed that good luck would never favor someone like him.

Now he knows how lucky he is.