How to pamper the beast

Chapter 15

Ye Qingyuan, who single-handedly rushed to the door and died before leaving the teacher, was sent to become a half-hearted snail man.

His daily work is to pinch blueberry-flavored biscuits (crossed out) and flame them to Bai Qiu, squat in the corner to grow mushrooms, and be forced to concoct alchemy for Bai Qiu to eat as jelly beans.

Ye Qingyuan of Huo Linggen naturally also practiced alchemy. Although he was not as talented as Chen Xuanyi, it was still no problem to practice some low-level pills.

In these few days of alchemy, the materials were searched in his own storage bag, and the alchemy furnace was kindly provided by Bai Qiu.

The ninth-order magic weapon was easily taken out.

Ye Qingyuan felt that his expression at that time must have been silly.

He can't be blamed either, the highest level of the alchemy furnace used by anyone is the sixth level, and it is still his master's treasure. After all, crossing the fifth level is a new realm of magic weapon.

Aside from this self-entertaining snail man, Cen Yan has returned to normal human body exercise methods for the past week. He goes to bed early and gets up early every day, runs five kilometers in the morning plus resistance training, just like a man who is about to step into the 800-meter examination room college students.

Cen Yan's injuries have fully recovered, and what he is doing now is to recover his body, so that he can better meet the upcoming life of self-cultivation.

"Seriously?" While running around the lake, Cen Yan squatted an oversized... cat on his shoulder, "Look at the descendants of those cultivation families, let alone running, the mobile phone can count more than two steps a day." The numbers are good."

The voice of Bai Qiu, who had changed back into the shape of a beast, was finally not the voice of a little milk, but a cool and youthful voice: "You are quite special, you don't think that when you practice later, it will be the same as you did before, starting from refining Qi step by step Bar?"

Cen Yan could sense that there was no cultivation in his body at all: "Isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, but it's not the same," Bai Qiu jumped off his shoulders, "You will know when the time comes."

The day Cen Yan started to practice again was a bit lively.

The liveliness was that Chen Xuanyi and Zhou Qi'an stood on one side, arguing with Ye Qingyuan on the other side.

Fortunately, Cen Yan's house is big enough for the three of them to quarrel and quarrel and carry out the activity of quarreling plus fighting for short.

Bai Qiu maintained his human form, and asked Cen Yan in a low voice: "How did these two people get here?"

Cen Yan sighed: "Coincidentally."

Chen Xuanyi had known for a long time that the little spirit beast could cure Cen Yan, so when he was free these few days, he dragged Zhou Qi'an over to see how Cen Yan was doing.

Zhou Qi'an was a cultivator with muscles all over his head. When he was young, he was pulled back from the brink of death by Cen Yan. Since then, he has become a free thug.

"That's right, Senior Brother Cen," Chen Xuanyi pulled out from the mess, "That..." He gestured to the size of the beast before Bai Qiu, "Where's that little spirit beast?"

It was the little spirit beast that said it could cure Cen Yan before, but this time they came here, it seemed that they didn't see the little spirit beast. Not only that, but there was an extra person in Senior Brother Cen's family.

This person can't feel any cultivation level, he seems to be an ordinary person, but his appearance is indeed too good-looking, could it be that he and the senior brother are a couple...?

Bai Qiu noticed Chen Xuanyi's eyes sneaking over from time to time. Bai Qiu, who was used to being admired by humans from time to time in the fairy world, didn't care about this level of peeping.

"Little spirit beast," Cen Yan was suddenly named, propping his head and pondering what reason to make up, "I'll go back after I'm cured."

Chen Xuanyi was pleasantly surprised: "Brother, are you really all right?"

"Okay." Cen Yan was not surprised or surprised by this matter now, "but I have to practice again later...just start from the beginning."

Zhou Qi'an was surprised in disbelief: "Healed?"

Ye Qingyuan looked stunned and surprised: "It's cured?"

The two spoke in unison, and then continued to disagree with each other.

It was the first time for Zhou Qi'an to know about this matter. He was dragged here by Chen Xuanyi begging for nothing, and his whole mentality was still in the mood of coming here to drop by. When he first heard such news, he was pleasantly surprised and a little confused.

However, since Cen Yan has said so, it must not be false. As for how to cure it, he... he is also very, ah no, very invincible and super curious.

Zhou Qi'an asked casually, "What's going on?"

After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and there was Ye Qingyuan and a young man who didn't know the details standing beside him, so he changed his words: "It's okay, as long as it can be cured, with your talent, you can quickly restore your previous cultivation."

These words are a bit watery. Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the younger the better, the younger the better. When you are young, your body has not been finalized. At this time, you can discover more potential through cultivation.

Just like dancing, children can do the split after a week of practice, and adults can still sit and bend forward after screaming for half a month.

If someone in his twenties like Cen Yan wants to start practicing again, he can only say that he is practicing on his own for fun, and he wants to be able to step into Jindan within five or six years like he did before... add a zero at the end almost.

When Cen Yan heard this, he didn't react too much.

Zhou Qi'an and Cen Yan are the same generation, they can be regarded as good friends since childhood, and Cen Yan trusts him, but even if he tells him how to heal it, it sounds a bit absurd.

It cannot be said that he healed his meridians after wearing a jade pendant for half a month, and healed his dantian after wearing an amulet for dozens of days. The last poison was drawn out by the little spirit beast in your mouth and gnawed away... It sounds like Like someone with a bad brain made it up.

"If you're so worried, why don't you take a look for yourself?" Bai Qiu grabbed a handful of watermelon seeds from somewhere, "Ye Qingyuan, come here, stand still."

These two people were really noisy, he wanted to scratch the sofa.

Ye Qingyuan, who was arguing and chatting with Zhou Qi'an, who was in full swing, choked, and silently moved to the cos statue next to Bai Qiu with a somewhat pitiful face.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuanyi and Zhou Qi'an paused in mid-air with their kicks and fists, and watched Ye Qingyuan go back to the cosplay statue with some hesitation, feeling absurd in their hearts.

Bai Qiu propped his chin and looked back: "What are you looking at me for?"

Chen Xuanyi covered Zhou Qi'an's open mouth: "Excuse me - who is a fellow Taoist?"

He thought to himself, although he couldn't perceive this man's cultivation level, but the one who could tell Ye Qingyuan was not an ordinary person after all.

Bai Qiu quite liked the title of fellow daoist, and even became more patient, nodded and said, "I'm Bai Qiu."

Chen Xuanyi and Zhou Qi'an pondered this name in their minds. It was too unfamiliar and they had never heard of it. It should not be some people from the cultivation world that the elders have repeatedly told them not to offend. Maybe they came from the hidden world sect?

The Hidden World Sect is also an existence like an urban legend in the world of cultivation. It is said that it is a group of cultivators who hide in the mountains and have a unique set of cultivation methods. How magical and how to make it up, anyway, everyone has only heard it, but never seen it. Pass.

Bai Qiu felt that the two people were looking at him more and more strangely, so he glanced back blankly, and stopped caring about the matter here.

He poked Cen Yan: "Cultivation?"

Cen Yan was stunned: "Now?"

"It doesn't matter what time it is." Bai Qiu didn't care about the time, but felt that these three people always looked at Cen Yan with a vague pity and sympathy, which made him a little upset.

When Bai Qiu was in the God Realm, he was used to being proud. The gazes he received ranged from envy to vigilance, even fear, but never sympathy. Pixiu doesn't need sympathy, and the same goes for Paixiu's contractors.

There are people who can be trusted in the house, and there is a little spirit beast with unknown force value beside him. It is possible to practice now, Cen Yan calmed down his breathing, and prepared to start drawing air into his body like before.

The concentration of aura in S city is exceptionally low, far inferior to the aura in the sect. He spent a day in the sect for the first time to introduce qi into his body, which is already a rare genius level. This time he is not as good as when he was young. Young, highly malleable, and the environment he was in was not as good as it was back then. It is estimated that it will take at least three days, and seven days is also possible.

Soon he discovered that he was a little wrong.

The exercises used by Cen Yan are uniformly used by the sect. The inheritance of the modern cultivation world has declined, and only a few exercises with sufficient applicability have been handed down. Basically, which ones are used by everyone, and there is no one who is good or who is bad. Gradually everyone accepted it.

When he concentrated and calmed down, and was about to run the aura according to the route guided by the exercises he used, the meridians in his body suddenly "disobeyed."

The turbulent spiritual energy poured into the body, and the meridians seemed to have an indication system. The spiritual energy rushed along a completely different path from the past. In just a moment, the spiritual energy had already circled around, leaving a little exist.

This is a symbol of success in introducing air into the body.

Even if Cen Yan had done some mental preparation before practicing, he was still a little——

Alas, it's normal, after all, his mental preparation was reversed.