Demon, he has a cat

It is said that the sword is like the master, and the sword of the sword repairer is the shadow of the master.

Duanlin was somewhat in a dilemma when it came to choosing the material for the cat to make the sword.The sword is sharp and sharp, but Maoer is innocent, pure and kind. What sword in the world can match it?

Duanlin held the cat in his palm, naturally he didn't want to forge an ordinary sword to perfuse him, so he got into trouble.

All the materials in the Qiankun Bag are of the highest quality, and you can forge any sword you want, but Mozun is not satisfied with his choice, Taiyi is pure gold, too heavy, and the cat's small arms and wrists can't handle it.

Chi Yan Lingshi, the attribute is too hot, not suitable for cats who are friendly to people.

Tianyi Zhenshui, a water attribute sword casting material, is as calm as the sea, but it is too cold, and the cat is afraid of the cold.

Stardust, mediocrity...

Iron Meteor, tacky...

Suddenly, Duanlin took out an unremarkable piece of wood, and was taken aback for a moment, then past memories about this piece of wood flooded into his mind.

Father Rong Yin's voice still rings in his ears: "Lin'er, this is a piece of hibiscus tree that your father found in the land of no man. Here it is for you."

At that time, Duan Lin didn't want it at all, he was young, vigorous, and extremely rebellious, and he knew that Jun Li had specially found it for Rong Yin, not for him.

Hibiscus hibiscus, two trees with the same root occasionally grow, inseparable and inseparable, relying on each other.

Junli kept his promise, and never separated from Rong Yin from the beginning to the end, even if they died, they would die together.

Duan Lin tightly held on to Rong Yin's relic, a piece of precious hibiscus wood, which was one of the top ten sacred trees in ancient times, and the power contained in it was powerful and gentle.

That's a good idea for cats.

Just use this piece of hibiscus wood to cast a sword.

Pick some auxiliary materials and start forging.

Yu Yan has always felt that whether alchemy or sword casting in the cultivation world is a very mysterious act, there must be no one around to disturb him.

Unexpectedly, Duan Lin broke his stereotype, letting him know that not only can he be disturbed by others, but also can let others help to burn the stove, serve tea and water, beat his legs and squeeze his shoulders.

Yu Yan: You, for the sake of forging the sword for me.

In fact, Duanlin didn't keep Mao'er by his side to make the other party exert his strength, he just hoped that Mao'er would stay under his nose.

For a while, he needed a few drops of the cat's blood to add to the sword, so that the sword would fit the cat better.

Isn't it hot next to the stove?

While fanning Duan Lin, Yu Yan asked: "After the spirit fire melts all these materials, can they be poured into the mold and wait for cooling?"

But he didn't see where the mold was.

Hasn't the big devil started to do it yet?

"No need." Duanlin hugged him, took the fan from his hand to signal that he didn't need to fan it anymore, and he was not too hot: "The shape of the sword is in my heart, what I want it to look like, that's what it looks like."

"Is it like this?" Yu Yan said happily: "Then can I make a request? Uh, can I have a cat's head on the hilt? I don't like the traditional shape, or a cat's paw is fine."

Cat head?

A round cat's head and two ears appeared in Duanlin's mind, with a bewildered smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said dotingly: "I will try it."

Since the sword is used by the cat, he naturally listens to the cat's opinion.

When it came time to bleed blood from his fingertips, Yu Yan intentionally or unintentionally put his hands in his hands, but was still brutally pulled out by the big devil and stabbed him!

A few drops of bright red blood were added to the sword casting material, and then Duan Lin licked the cat's wound.

Finding that the cat's attention was all on the casting sword, he calmly sucked it lightly, and then reluctantly let go of his soft and boneless hand.

"Is that all right?" It's not that Yu Yan didn't notice that Duan Lin took advantage of it, he just didn't care about it.

And the wound will be healed after the other party sucks it, so it's nice not to have to continue to hurt.

"It's almost done." Duan Lin said, the subsequent forging process was relatively long and boring, he felt sorry for Yu Yan, and asked the other party to rest.Yu Yan shook his head, turned into a cat and insisted on lying at Duan Lin's feet, sleeping on Duan Lin's robe.

"..." Mozun glanced at it.

Who wouldn't love such a cute cat?

Hibiscus wood is mild in nature and strong in strength. After continuous forging and refining, it gradually takes shape after a day and a night, but it is still only tangible and spiritless.

This is the critical moment for sword casting. If a sword spirit can be born, the sword will be forged successfully. If there is no sword spirit, no matter how sharp the sword is, it will be nothing but scrap metal.

The process of giving birth to a sword spirit is that Fusang's power accepts Yu Yan's blood and is willing to merge with it to become a brand new power.

This step is not [-]% sure even if it is Duanlin. After all, Maoer is only in the late stage of foundation establishment, and Fusangmu will most likely look down on him... Only Duanlin thinks that Maoer is worthy of everything in the world.

But to my surprise, the fusion period did not receive the expected rebound. After testing Fusangmu's power a few times, I accepted Yu Yan's blood and bonded intimately with it.

"..." Duanlin raised his eyebrows, probably Fusangmu is also interested?

After all, even he would bow down under Mao'er's colorful clothes, so what is mere hibiscus wood?

In the final step of finalizing the shape of the sword, Mozun remembered the long-cherished wish of the cat, and urged his mind to turn the hilt into the cat's head that the other party wanted.

This sword is powerful, the sword spirit received such an order, the body of the sword trembled three times in an instant, the hilt of the cat head?Is the other party serious? !

But thinking about the blood fused with him, it seems to be a pure and optimistic temperament, so the tall sword spirit had no choice but to compromise.

A cat's head is a cat's head, and his appearance does not affect his strength.

When Yu Yu woke up, he found that his wish had come true. The big devil really forged him a flying sword with a cat head, super cute!

The silver sword is three feet long, and the hilt is also silver. The cat's eyes are inlaid with two gems, one blue and one green like his eyes. , probably because he was afraid that he lost it and couldn't find it.

Yu Yan, who got his wish, looked at Duanlin with a moved face. He felt that thanking him could not express his feelings, only a kiss could express his gratitude: "Thank you, Brother Duanlin, why~"

He kissed on the cheek, but Duanlin turned his face, and accurately caught the cat's kiss with his lips.

For the sake of Mao Mao's head, Yu Yan was kissed obediently, and after a while Duan Lin asked him with a flushed face: "What name do you want to give this sword?"

Regarding the important matter of naming, Sword Spirit also pricked up his ears. In fact, he didn't mind calling it Fusangjian.

Yu Yan said without hesitation, "Invincible Cat Sword."

Both Jianling and Duanlin choked, what did he say?

"What's your expression? Isn't that a good name?" Yu Yan curled his lips, even agreeing to the request of Maomaotou, now the name Invincible Maomaojian is very suitable!

Duanlin coughed lightly, and told politely: "The main body of this sword is hibiscus wood, do you know hibiscus wood?"

Next, he explained the story of Fusang wood to Maoer, hoping that the other party would change his mind and not ruin this good sword.

It turns out that hibiscus wood also has such a meaning, well, Yu Yan is not the kind of person who waits for a bull to chew peonies, he said: "The big name is Lover's Sword, and the nickname is Invincible Cat and Cat Sword."

He was not reconciled to having such a good name abandoned, so he tried his best to keep it on his own.

"Okay." Both Duanlin and Jianling breathed a sigh of relief, this result is already very good, the lover's sword is also very appropriate, making people feel that it understands the meaning of hotness better than the Fusang sword.

"By the way, does this sword have a sword spirit?" Yu Yan asked cheerfully.

The sword spirit shivered involuntarily in the sword, and his intuition told him that it would be better to pretend to be dead at this time.

Duan Lin said: "There should be. He will come out and communicate with you when he gets acquainted with you."

Outsiders can't interfere in the matter between the sword spirit and the sword cultivator, but Mozun is very relieved, and he gave the sword spirit 100 courage, and he expected that the other party would not dare to bully his cat.

"Yeah." Yu Yan laughed happily, his joy not only affected Duanlin, but also Sword Spirit, they all liked to feel the happy mood of Maoer.

The other party's smile filled the dark bottom of the cliff with sunshine.

After admiring the sword, Yu Yan jumped up to Duan Lin and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest?"

"Not tired." Duan Lin stroked his hair.

"Really?" That's great, Yu Yan pointed to him at his sword hilt: "There is a sword tassel missing here, why don't you weave one for me? I want to tie it together, okay?"

"..." The newly born sword spirit thought to himself: It's an eye-opener, this kid is too good at acting like a baby.

But it's not offensive, on the contrary, people can't help but want to meet all his demands.

Seeing this situation, the sword spirit also understood that he was a gift from a magic cultivator to his lover, no wonder it was called the lover's sword, and he had to weave the concentric knot...

The sword is a sharp weapon for fighting and killing. The sword spirit really didn't expect that he was born out of love.

Maybe this is destiny, if other sword cultivators want to forge his piece of hibiscus wood, it may not be so easy, but the magic cultivator has love in his heart, which easily convinces him.

The lover's sword given by the lover, this is the meaning of hibiscus wood.

Mozun weaves concentric knots with his own hands?

Duan Lin's expression froze, he knows how to weave a concentric knot, but he also understands what a concentric knot is literally, and he doesn't mind... Just want to ask Jiu Shao, how to weave this concentric knot?

"Well, it's a bit difficult, just wait for a few days."

"Okay, okay, you make it up slowly, don't worry." Yu Yan was very happy to get the other party's consent, and he dared to ask for a break to rush to work.

So Mozun carried Mao'er on his back and asked everywhere how to weave concentric knots, and then made a perfect one overnight, and hung it on Mao'er's... Invincible Maomao Sword with satisfaction.

Because of this concentric spike of swords, Duan Lin insisted on liking the name Invincible Cat Sword.

It's not easy either.

With this lover's sword, Yu Yan officially began to practice swords. His beginner teacher is Duanlin. Even if Duanlin is not a sword repairman, it is more than enough to lead a rookie to get started.

Only now did the sword spirit realize that he was Yu Yan's first sword, and the other party didn't even know how to hold a sword before he got it.

He was not disappointed.

Lover's Sword was born in this world, not for the sake of killing and becoming famous. He has no hostility in his heart, just like the future little sword cultivator who is brandishing his future, he has a pure and true heart.

The lover's sword is not a sharp weapon, it is armor.

Duanlin held Mao'er's hand, and Mao'er's hand held the sword hilt. The two practiced from slow to fast in the dojo, completely forgetting the passage of time, and day and night alternated.

During this period of time, Jian Ling felt that his spiritual consciousness had been growing, as if something was constantly nourishing him.

The powerful sword spirit is also assisting Yu Yan in practicing swords, helping him enter the state of the unity of human and sword, so before Yu Yan's moves are proficient, he can feel the unity of human and sword, and feel the power of his little sword. meaning.

Duanlin is very satisfied with this result, it seems that the sword spirit of Lover's Sword is very knowledgeable, and also dotes on the cat like him.

If it was the sword spirit nearby, Duan Lin would not bother to pay attention to it. Since it was Mao'er's sword spirit, he praised without hesitation: "That's right, your lover's sword spirit has some abilities."

"Brother Duanlin, it's the invincible cat sword." Hearing that Duanlin praised the lover's sword as good, Yu Yan hurriedly corrected him: "Why are you so born in your own family? Of course it's called a nickname, don't you think so?"

Seeing that the big devil didn't seem to agree, Yu Yan took himself as an example, pointed to himself and said, "It's like me, you call me Maoer at home, but my name is not Maoer."

This reminds Duanlin that his cat doesn't seem to have a name yet.

Duan Lin was trying his best to think of two good characters for Mao'er, when he heard Mao'er's red lips opening and closing, saying, "My name is Duan Xiaomao."

Hearing this name, both Duan Lin and Jian Ling trembled, as expected, but they were still speechless for a moment.Sword Spirit is because he is very speechless, and Duanlin is because he is absent-minded.

Moxiu is eclectic, and most of the time he doesn't care about inheriting his surname. For example, he didn't inherit Junli's surname, but now Maoer wants to take his surname.

But this is also normal, the cat was raised by him alone, is there anything he doesn't deserve?

"Forget it." Mozun suppressed his joy, admitted the name as casual as the name of the sword, and said a few times back and forth in his throat, Duan kitten, Duanlin's kitten: "Cough, it is also called Duan kitten." Very good, vulgar is also elegant."

Yu Yan: "Yes, yes, a humble name is easy to support."

The sword spirit in the scabbard suddenly buzzed, and then fell silent, because the sword spirit was about to break through, and he temporarily fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Yan didn't know why, so he asked worriedly: "Brother Duanlin, what happened to my sword?"

Recently, he likes to use this title to curry favor with the big devil, because the operation is simple and the cost is extremely low.

To put it bluntly, it means sweet talk and no money.

Duan Lin didn't know at first, but found that the sword spirit fell asleep for no reason, so he guessed: "Maybe the sword spirit is about to break through."

As expected of a sword forged from hibiscus wood, it is amazing.

Thinking of something, Duanlin took a mocking look at the stunned young man. Generally speaking, the master leads the sword spirit to break through, and there is no reason why the sword spirit leads the master to rush.

When it came to his cat, it turned into a sword spirit breaking through one after another, but the cat, as the master, didn't move.

During this period of time, Yu Yan already knew the existence of the sword spirit, and the other party was a taciturn, high-cold... male?

It should be a man, this cold sword spirit usually only helps him practice sword silently, and rarely talks to him.

In short, it feels very strong and cool, which made Yu Yan feel that I don't deserve it.

But who is Yu Yan, is he really thin-skinned?

He thought too much, he wished that his sword spirit could be as strong as possible, and it would be best if he could take him flying.

Of course, I was still a little envious and jealous in my heart. The sword spirit had broken through several times. He touched his dantian, when will I be able to form a pill.

It has been more than three months since the incident in Mustard Space.

Yu Yan had already forgotten all about the tragedy of that day, he only remembered the benefits brought by the double cultivation, so his heart was a little restless.

So he dishonestly glanced at Mozun's Xiasanlu, the ambition in his eyes was astonishingly bright.

Duanlin felt numbness in his tailbone, quickly changed his posture, blocked himself three times, and said displeasedly: "Could it be that you were stimulated by the breakthrough of the sword spirit? Want to use this deity as a tonic?"

Mozun blushed from an angle that Yu Yan couldn't see, his thin lips were pursed tightly, his eyes drifted away, and he couldn't even think about cursing secretly.

Seeing the resistance of the big devil, Yu Yan sneered and reflected on himself in time, he shouldn't have ambition written on his face, so that anyone would be unhappy.

So he said seriously: "I'm just looking, and I won't force you."

He is pure and clean, okay?

How could he force a man from a good family in broad daylight?

Now that the sword spirit is in retreat, he can't practice sword anymore, and the big devil doesn't agree to be involved, Yu Yan thought, why not find a place with good sun to nest and read the sword manual, he said to Duanlin: "I I went to see the sword manual."

He was just about to leave, but Duan Lin reluctantly said: "If you really want it, this deity can satisfy you."

He has always loved cats and treated them with obedience, so he couldn't bear to refute the other party's request.

However, Duanlin was really annoyed, he treated him like a majestic demon king, and he didn't hide it, it was too rampant.

Hearing that there was something going on, Yu Yan immediately dropped his prudence and turned back. He blushed and grabbed his collar tightly and said, "Is that so, cough, then can we not go to the mustard space this time?"

He felt that it was like a prison cell. Although being imprisoned was very impressive, he got tired of watching it after a few days?

How about changing the scene and trying something new? !

"It's up to you." The Demon Lord seemed to have thought of this, and coughed with his fist against his lips, maybe it would be better to change the scene occasionally.

You must know that his cat likes the new and dislikes the old. Although the things they have played with will be stored away, they will not dig them out and continue to play with them.

The two sides were silent for a moment, Duan Lin went directly upstairs to Yu Yan, and flew into the depths of the cave, and the two of them settled down on the usual resting couch.

Yu Yan's colorful clothes fell on the carpet in a mess, under the light of the night pearl, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his skin was creamy, and his slightly parted lips seemed to be waiting for someone to pick them.

This one is naturally Duan Lin, as the only man of the cat, he wantonly admires this privately hidden scenery, with endless possessive desire in his heart, and vows not to let anyone see this stunning scenery.

If someone from the outside world dares to peep at it, they will fight with their lives.

In the sea of ​​consciousness intertwined with light and shadow, Yu Yan thought in a trance, didn't Duanlin say that he would not feel the heat, why would the magic cultivator sometimes sweat profusely.

deceive...

Duanlin does not feel heat, his skill is so deep that he can adjust his body temperature at will, but there is a kind of heat that seems to be hard to resist, which is more scorching than Nanming Lihuo.

It's all the cat's fault, he wants to blame the cat severely, this is the only thing that Duanlin dares to blame severely.

Yu Yan suddenly remembered something, and scratched the big devil distractedly: "Wait, take out the jade slips, shouldn't we watch the exercises and practice?"

I almost forgot about this, what is the difference between doing this now and playing freely?

This guy's Yuan Yang was lost last time, from now on he must start to focus on the key point of 'cultivation', it's not enough just to absorb what Dulin gives...

"..." Duan Lin paused, lowered his voice and said, "Don't disappoint, right now you think I have time to take care of that?"

He hadn't been close to him for more than three months, so he had to wait until he calmed down before he could look at the Laoshizi exercise.

Yu Yan:?

But they are doing double cultivation, no matter what should they take care of? !

"No..." The good monk who was working hard wanted to fight for it, but he was ruthlessly interrupted just as he opened his mouth.

"You reminded me again and again, is it because you want me to keep up with the duty of tonic? Cat?" Duan Lin said, torturing his ears fiercely.

"..." Yu Yan thought to himself, it's good that you know.

"Huh?" Duanlin suddenly launched an attack without explanation.

Seeing the wind, Yu Yan said: "No, no, no, don't be annoyed, brother, I'll listen to you..." His face was flushed, and he was crying while shaking his shoulders, so pitiful.

The Demon Lord who was fierce to him just now was just pretending. Seeing the cat was really frightened, he chuckled and said, "Be good, I will lead you to practice, but not now."

His lips fell between Mao'er's eyebrows, and all the sweet words that could not be said were contained in this kiss.

"Hmm..." What else could Yu Yan say, he was not untouched by Duanlin treating him like this.