My cat grass is gone

Hua Ming's heart was full of emotions, but Feng Jianke didn't quite understand why Hua Ming's thanking him so abruptly.

He was still holding the crystal box in his hand. Although Feng Jianke understood that he had to return it to Hua Ming, but...

Holding the box pettyly, he glared at Hua Ming and said, "...This was originally for Senior Brother Yun Ya, he, uh, he's mad at me."

Master Yun Ya refused to let Feng Jianke cut down the black basilisk, and Feng Jianke not only chopped it down, but also searched out the black basilisk's lair. If Master Yun Ya knew about this, Feng Jianke felt that he might be scolded.

Seeing that Keben wanted to give something to Master Yun Ya to calm him down, he felt that such a bribery method was quite effective. Last time he bribed Old Man Jin Guang's golden bowl.

However, if Hua Mingyu needs it, it is not impossible to exchange it.

"You have to give me something else." Feng Jianke felt that his request was not too much, "I want to give it to Senior Brother Yun Ya."

Hua Mingyu couldn't help but want to laugh again, he nodded with a smile: "No problem, let me think about it... Your senior brother seems to be using a technique like spiritual illusion?"

Hua Mingyu began to rummage through his Qiankun bag: "We have a secret pupil technique practice over there. After successful practice, it can increase the success rate of illusion and charm techniques, as well as strengthen one's own spiritual power. The supporting pupil technique secret method."

He handed Fengjian Ke a jade slip: "This kind of secret method has high requirements on the monk's soul, spiritual power and realm awareness. Now our side..."

Hua Mingyu shrugged: "Few people are willing to practice this kind of technique patiently. Even if they do, it's just people with bad intentions taking a shortcut, and the effect is very poor."

"Didn't you say that Master Yun Ya is a swordsman? Since he is a swordsman, no matter what he looks like, his heart and perseverance must be fine, so this technique is more suitable for him."

Hua Ming asked Feng Jianke again, "What about you? What do you need?"

Hua Ming felt that Feng Jianke's eyes were very bright, which was different from ordinary monks.

He looked at Kazami Ke carefully, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, so he could only stare into Kazami Ke's eyes.

Feng Jianke talked for a long time, all the things he wanted for his senior brother, but he didn't think about himself.

Such monks are so rare that Hua Min can't help but want to help more.

Feng Jianke was a little dazed after hearing this.

To be honest, it is not that simple for a monk to improve his strength. It cannot be done overnight. He has not even fully digested the experience and swordsmanship left by Shao Dan. .

Fengjian Ke only refined the ring, and he didn't have time to discover other magical functions of the ring, so when he heard Hua Mingyu say this suddenly, Fengjian Ke really didn't know how to answer.

Ye Ling, who had been listening silently, meowed softly.

Feng Jianke looked at Ye Ling, and suddenly said with happiness: "That's right! I got a material before, and I think your cloak is very beautiful. Can you make one for me?"

As he said so, he quickly took out a large pile of tiger hair from the Qiankun bag.

That's right, the black and yellow tiger fur that Bao You gave had its own big demon deterrent on it, once it was taken out, it was as if the faint roar of the tiger could be heard in the air.

Kazami Ke looked at Hua Mingyu expectantly: "Will you do it?"

Hua Mingyu was surprised at Feng Jianke's request at first. You must know that refining spiritual weapons is not something that can be asked casually, and it is easy to be tabooed by others. Then he looked at the tiger hair on Feng Jianke's hand in surprise.

Although there is only a handful of tiger hairs, they are overlapped by techniques. If they are unfolded, there should be many, many.

Hua Mingyu couldn't help but screamed: "Are you skinning a tiger?"

It still looks like...

Hua Ming's shocked face: "Senior in the Nascent Soul Stage? How did you do it?!"

Fengjian Ke tilted his head: "No, I stroked his hair, but after stroking so much, he said he gave it to me."

Hua Mingyu reached out to take the tiger hairs, and stroked them carefully.

He looked at the tiger hair in his hand, and then looked at Feng Jianke who didn't seem to understand that there was something wrong. After a long time, Hua Ming said: "You should have a snack next time, don't treat the person who hasn't met a few times. People who make such requests are easy to be stabbed."

Kazami Ke: "...Huh?"

Hua Mingyu sighed, and he said helplessly: "The method of refining the cloak is a secret handed down by our sect, how could it be made for others casually? Sometimes even in order to protect myself, I can't reveal that I know how to do it..."

Kazami Ke was a little embarrassed, is that so?Well, he was thinking habitually again.

If he can receive the job of alchemy, he will be very happy to sell it for money!

Hua Mingyu looked at the tiger hair in his hand, this kind of material of Nascent Soul and Great Demon is hard to come by, since that's the case...

Hua Ming gritted his teeth: "I can help you make a two-color spliced ​​cloak. Then, I will add some other materials for you. Have you heard of dragon and tiger fighting?"

Feng Jianke nodded: "I know." The name of the dish!

Hua Mingyu showed a smile: "There are snake demons that transform into dragons in Linyin City. Although the dragon scales on the West Sea are expensive, monks who have channels can still receive some."

"I have some thin scales on the belly of the Nascent Soul snake demon here. Although they are not real dragons, that senior has evolved two claws. The thin scales that have faded match the hair of the tiger demon like you, just forming a dragon and tiger. Zhisha, I will use the secret method to restrain myself, build a closed circuit of yin and yang, and ensure that your cloak is beautiful and practical!"

After a pause, Hua Mingyu said shyly, "But can your tiger hair even out a little on me?"

Kazami Ke said straightforwardly: "No problem." His eyes brightened: "How long will it take to finish?"

"Find a place where the sky doesn't shine. You protect it, and I'll make it. It can be done in one day and one night." Hua Ming still needs to be prepared for the day, and now the sky is gloomy, so he dared to take off the cloak.

Feng Jianke decided to send a message to Master Yun Ya, telling him not to worry about himself, and then he helped Hua Ming protect himself, waiting for a new cloak.

"Then I'll trouble you, do you want to make a cloak too?"

"I don't need it, this one is enough for me." Hua Mingyu began to rummage through his Qiankun bag with materials, "And after I finished making it for you, the remaining materials are not enough to make another one, I want to give myself Make a pair of gloves."

The two walked around the reeds, but couldn't find a suitable place to hide. In the end, Feng Jianke chopped some reeds and made a simple grass shed to prevent the sun.

Hua Ming was concentrating on making a cloak in the thatched shed, while Feng Jianke sat in front of the thatched shed and guarded it.

Hua Mingxi took out a lot of odds and ends that Feng Jianke didn't know, but Ye Ling recognized some of them, and knew that some of them were necessary materials for arranging formations. It seemed that Hua Mingming planned to nest protective formations in the cloak .

Ye Ling couldn't stop tsk-tsk in his heart. If the cloak made of the faded material of the Nascent Soul was placed in some sects, it would be called a treasure of inheritance. Senior Feng's luck is really good.

At this moment, Ye Ling suddenly remembered something, he jumped to Fengjian Ke's side and meowed, and went to bite Fengjian Ke's hair.

Kazami Ke didn't understand, so he asked, "Dahei?"

The black cat meowed, biting persistently.

"You want to eat? Wait, I can't eat my hair!" Kazami Ko tried hard to save the hair from the black cat's mouth.

Ye Ling got angry, and he jumped to Hua Ming's side, Hua Ming was startled, but he didn't forget that this civet has very good teeth.

Ye Ling stood in front of Hua Ming and meowed, then ran back to bite Fengjian Ke's hair.

Feng Jianke didn't know why, but Hua Mingyu thought about it: "...you civet, could it be that you want me to use your hair to refine a cloak?"

Kazami Ke was taken aback, my hair?What is my hair for?mine……

oh!Yes!Feng Jianke suddenly remembered something, he is now a big monster!The Great Demon of the Nascent Soul Stage!

His hair is also the best material!Didn't the enemy who was spying on him secretly want to train him? !

Feng Jianke immediately pulled out the Guangchen sword and cut off a section of hair.

Hua Ming watched helplessly as the gray hair turned into a pitch black ink color after being chopped off, emitting a glistening light green light in the dim environment.

Feng Jianke handed the hair to Hua Mingyu: "Add another material, and the extra will be given to you."

Hua Ming took it stupidly. He looked at the black hair, black and yellow tiger fur, and light blue thin scales in front of him. He was shocked to find that the three main materials emanated an equal amount of deterrence.

Hua Mingyu slowly, slowly, looked at Feng Jianke.

His voice became dry: "You... no, are you a senior from the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Kazami Ke blinked: "Yes."

Hua Mingyu: Do it!He always thought he was a fellow Taoist who was in the same realm as Jindanqi!

Hua Mingyu was greatly frightened.

The reason why he dared to plot against Reverend Yun Ya and Yuan Chuan was because he thought that Reverend Yun Dan in front of him was of Jindan Stage just like him.

As a result, thunder fell from the sky, this is a senior in the Nascent Soul stage!

At this moment, deep worry arose in Hua Ming's heart, not for himself, but for Feng Jianke.

Now he understands Yun Ya's worries too well.

Such a simple good person, but also a Nascent Soul monster with amnesia, wandering around outside alone, is like a walking target.

Hua Mingling's eyes fell on the black cat next to him, and he felt lucky for a moment. Fortunately, when he used the cloak to transfer, he brought the civet with him.

Hua Ming couldn't help reaching out to touch the black cat's head, of course he didn't dare to actually touch it, but just pressed it weakly, and said in a very emotional tone: "It's really not easy, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yeling miraculously got what Hua Mingyu meant, and meowed in a drawn-out tone, as if answering.

Feng Jianke didn't know why, so he said: "What's wrong?"

Hua Ming gave Feng Jianke a complicated look, and said carefully, "Not really, I just didn't expect to meet a Nascent Soul cultivator with such a good temper like you."

While processing the materials in his hand, he said, "Most of our Nascent Soul cultivators are very particular about ostentation."

As Hua Mingyu said so, he pinched the Fa Jue with his fingers, and the thin and soft spiritual power gently washed the tiger's fur, combing the originally messy tiger hair into strands.

"Some Nascent Soul Da Neng's face can't bear the slightest damage. Even if a disciple under his sect loses in the competition, Nascent Soul Da Neng will find a way to fight back." Hua Mingyu sighed, and in his fingers, the tiger hair turned into The thin and dense silk thread looks soft and smooth, "The monks are obsessed with fighting, and they only want to fight for a breath after they practice. They say that life is only a hundred years, and they should do whatever they want, overwhelming the crowd..."

Feng Jianke was speechless after hearing this: "Isn't life too busy?"