Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Seeing Yuan Xiaolou being so filial, if it was before, the storyteller would definitely be very happy.

But at this moment, the storyteller obviously didn't want Yuan Xiaolou to stay by his side.

In addition to worrying that Yu Jizi would attack Yuan Xiaolou, there was another reason. The fat old man finally made himself disappear from the world by faking his death, just like the ancestor Xu Tiandi back then.

He was going to do something big in secret, and it was very inconvenient to take Yuan Xiaolou with him.

The storyteller had passed on most of the unique skills of the Huangtian lineage to Yuan Xiaolou. Now how far Yuan Xiaolou could go and what height she could reach in life depended on her own luck.

Moreover, the trip to the Sea of ​​Forgetfulness was good for cultivators. If they could experience the Sea of ​​Forgetfulness for a period of time, it would be a great tempering for their minds.

The storyteller once again sternly rejected Yuan Xiaolou's idea of ​​staying to take care of him.

He even got angry.

Although Yuan Xiaolou and his grandfather have lived together for many years and quarreled all day long, Yuan Xiaolou has never seen his grandfather really angry with him.

This is the first time that he feels the anger from his grandfather's body.

Yuan Xiaolou was aggrieved like a child, wiping tears on the side.

Ah Chi Tong heard the quarrel, glanced over here, and then retracted his gaze.

He would not interfere with Ye Xiaochuan's family affairs.

Wangcai did not interfere either.

It is estimated that Ah Chi Tong's hair is red, which makes Wangcai very fond of Ah Chi Tong.

At this moment, Ah Chi Tong was sitting on the branch of a towering tree more than ten feet away, holding a sharp knife in his hand, slowly cutting a small piece of wood.

The outline of the wood carving has appeared, it is a bird.

It looks like it was carved according to Wangcai squatting on the branch in front of him, but the technique is very bad, making the ugly Wangcai even uglier.

However, Wangcai's aesthetic taste seems to be different from that of humans. He seems to think that Achitong's carving is good. He chuckles from time to time. It is not known whether he is intoxicated by himself or praising Achitong's carving skills.

The knife that Achitong uses to carve wood is very strange.

To be precise, it is special.

It is black all over, without a handle, but with a brown cloth strip wrapped around the end.

This knife is not his, but a few hours ago, when he left the ancestral temple of Cangyunmen, Yao Xiaoyu gave it to him.

Before leaving, Yao Xiaoyu did not tell Ye Xiaochuan anything.

Of course, it was not that Yao Xiaoyu did not want to tell, but that the ghost girl and Princess Xiaoqi held Ye Xiaochuan and refused to let go.

So Yao Xiaoyu only said a few words to Achitong at that time.

Yao Xiaoyu said: "Achitong, your future is limitless, but your heart is still not stable enough. If your heart is not stable, it will be difficult to reach the ultimate state.

Over the years, I have carved spirit tablets in the ancestral hall and realized some methods of carefully cultivating my character.

I have used this knife for four thousand years and carved countless spirit tablets with it. I give it to you.

I hope it can help you reach the top of the heavenly way."

Achitong certainly knew that this woman was ten times more terrifying than Yao Xiaofu.

He respectfully accepted the knife given by Yao Xiaoyu, saying that he would definitely not meet Yao Xiaoyu's expectations.

Yao Xiaoyu gave him the knife not to kill people, but to let him carve wood to cultivate his character.

Achitong felt that carving wooden plaques was too unlucky, so he planned to carve some works of art.

It happened that Wangcai was caught as a bird model to practice.

However, Achitong's carving was not good.

In the past, he held the Yin-Yang Wheel, the most precious treasure in the world, which could move mountains and fill the sea, and chase the wind and the sun.

Now he was doing a very ordinary thing, but he couldn't do it well, and he couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

However, he had a high level of understanding. When he felt irritated, he knew that he had gone astray and deviated from the original intention of Yao Xiaoyu giving him this knife.

So, he took out another small piece of wood, took a few deep breaths, and started to carve again.

This time he didn't carve for Wangcai, Wangcai is a bird, feathers, phoenix eyes, phoenix tail, it was too difficult.

This time he chose Fan Tong as the bear model... At noon, Yuan Xiaolou's quarrel with the storyteller had ended. This time the storyteller won. Yuan Xiaolou agreed to follow Ye Xiaochuan to temporarily avoid the current turmoil. After the turmoil was over, he would go to Yangzhou to find his grandfather.

After the quarrel, he continued to cook.

Even if these masters of cultivation can fast, Fan Tong has to eat, otherwise how can it live up to its name?

A large pot of rice porridge was cooked, and some game was roasted.

Yuan Xiaolou called Achitong down from the tree to eat. Achitong thanked him and said, "Thank you, Madam Ye. I'm not hungry. You guys eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black and white bear that had been obediently modeling its bear body under the tree heard that it was time to eat, and immediately ran towards the rice pot with its big butt.

When it comes to eating, Wangcai will naturally not lag behind the bear, and he also flew over.

The two beasts left, and Achitong was helpless and could only carve randomly.

After lunch, it was time to say goodbye.

Yuan Xiaolou looked at the storyteller reluctantly.

The storyteller said, "Girl, grandpa is not around, don't be lazy, you have to practice the magic that I taught you on weekdays, especially the Tiangang Divine Calculation and other deduction techniques, you must not be lazy.

Next time we meet, if you haven't improved, see how grandpa will deal with you."

Yuan Xiaolou said: "I know, I will definitely practice well. Grandpa, do you have anything else to tell Xiaolou?"

The old storyteller said: "Of course there is. When you follow Mr. Ye from now on, don't call him "husband". You can only call him "husband" in front of grandpa. Calling him "husband" in front of outsiders will not only bring great consequences to you. The trouble will also bring him endless trouble."

Yuan Xiaolou nodded slightly and said, "I took note of it."

The old storyteller has been wandering all his life. For hundreds of years, he has reached the state of seeing through life and death, seeing through reincarnation, having no desires, no pursuits, and no worries.

But now he has concerns.

It's not the living beings in front of you, but the Yuan Xiaolou in front of you.

After giving instructions to Yuan Xiaolou, the old storyteller looked at Ye Xiaochuan fiercely.

Said: "Boy, if you dare to let the girl get hurt in the slightest, I will make your life worse than death. You know my methods, and I am definitely not trying to scare you!"

Ye Xiaochuan said seriously: "How could I let Xiaolou get hurt? Even if I sacrifice my life, I will keep her safe."

The old storyteller hummed: “I’m not talking about this kind of harm.

Watch the women around you and don't let them mess with the girls. "

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, understanding what the old storyteller meant.

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's face turned bitter, the old storyteller said to Yuan Xiaolou: "Girl, if any woman dares to bully you, just take action. With your current behavior, the women around this boy are definitely no match for you.

Your personality is too gentle and kind, which is a good thing, but people can't be too gentle. You have to take action when it's time to take action. If you take one step back, others will take two steps forward. Do you understand? "