How can a super obedient daughter-in-law be the devil?

Early the next morning, Tan Jiayong was taken away by Yun Teng.

Zhan Yin quietly watched the figures of the two disappear in the air, turned around, and left with his sword in hand.

Tan Wen looked at the direction where Tan Jiayong disappeared, then at the direction where Zhan Yin turned and left, scratched his head with a bit of worry on his face.

Hesitantly followed Zhan Yin's footsteps, and saw that Zhan Yin was holding the sword and practicing very seriously. He hadn't been in contact with the sword art for a long time, and when he swung it, he already had a feeling of using it like an arm.

It can be seen that Xiao Yin is really talented in sword practice.

Tan Wen didn't bother, and retreated silently, while Zhan Yin held the sword, slashing and slashing with each sword, practicing, even if it was the most boring action, he could persist dozens of times, hundreds of times, thousands of times , No matter how many times you do it, you won't feel any impatience.

On the other hand, Tan Jiayong was also very busy. Yesterday Yun Teng took him around the whole school, and today he brought him to the materials room.

"Little junior, I just got into this business. Let me tell you, rather than memorizing it by rote, it's better to get in touch with the materials more, and then see how the seniors forge weapons."

Yun Teng enthusiastically taught Tan Jiayong the basics of refining weapons, and by the way, some tips for learning.His knowledge reserves are very rich, and his hands-on ability is strong, and he will not make people feel impatient when he talks about it.

Tan Jiayong nodded gratefully to Yunteng, and then plunged into the ocean of learning.

Shen Changjun seemed to be very fond of Tan Jiayong, and after letting Yun Teng take him with him for a few days, he personally brought him to teach him.

When Yunteng picks him up every day, Tan Jiayong can still rush home every day, and occasionally have a meal together.But after Shen Changjun took over Tan Jiayong's education, he allocated a room next to his main hall for him, and Tan Jiayong didn't even have time to go back.

Tan Jiayong was a little dumbfounded, trying hard to communicate with Shen Changjun, "Master, if I don't go back at night, my family will be worried."

Shen Changjun waved his hands nonchalantly, "Just let the sound transmission crane go back."

What else did Tan Jiayong want to say, Shen Changjun already had a serious face, "You are a monk, what you need to do now is to practice and study! How much time do you waste coming and going every day?"

Tan Jiayong frowned. In his heart, nothing was more important than his family.

Seeing that his mood was not right, Shen Changjun's expression softened a little, "Well, when you can refine the flying magic weapon by yourself and fly back by yourself, I won't care about you. After all, you will never think that you Brother Yun Teng will come to pick you up every day, right?"

Tan Jiayong thought about it, and it was true, but thinking that he would not see Xiao Yin and Dad during this period of time, he felt uncomfortable all over.

He obviously had the experience of sleeping in the woods for several days when he was hunting before, but at that time he knew in his heart that as long as he wanted, he could go home and see his closest family members at any time.

It's not like now, knowing that we are not very far away, but we can't meet each other.

Tan Jiayong simply replaced sleeping with meditation, and began to frantically check the information about the flying generator and refine various materials during the day.

Shen Changjun looked at the young man who was so busy that he hardly saw a break every day, and began to reflect on whether he was pushing too fast?

Asking a young cultivator in the crafting period to forge a flying magic weapon... It does seem a bit embarrassing.

Just when Shen Changjun was thinking about whether to comfort the young man when he was hit hard, he heard a burst of exclamation from the refining room.

Shen Changjun swept his consciousness and saw a group of people standing in the square, looking at something nervously and curiously.

In the middle of the crowd, his childish disciple and grandson had a serious face, his dirty clothes, which obviously had thousands of changes, turned into the most simple and unpretentious coarse cloth on him, and he didn't look like a child. Knowing how much he suffered, he turned into that appearance.

It's ashamed to look at it!

The boy now has a straight face, looking at the small boat in his hand with a serious expression, and then tries to input spiritual energy.The small boat instantly became larger, and the boy stepped into it and began to control the flying boat to rise into the sky.

Everyone watched the boy fly into the air, and couldn't help but exclaim and applaud.

The refining of flying magic weapon is not difficult, as long as it is a refining master, it can basically be mastered.Of course, due to the difference in the level of the trainer and the materials used, the price will also vary greatly.

And Tan Jiayong's refinement is obviously the most basic kind, which is useless except for flying.

But there is a prerequisite for this, the minimum cultivation level of a craftsman basically has a level above Foundation Establishment.

A monk's spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness are on the same level as his cultivation base, and whether it is practicing alchemy or weapons, a lot of spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness are needed to support it.

Even with the help of the ground fire in the sect, the spiritual consciousness required is not a small number. It is impossible for a young monk in the Qi refining period to achieve the opportunity.

However, Tan Jiayong did it. When everyone thought he was just sent by Shen Changjun for fun, he really made a small flying boat.

Although the production is very rough and the style is too simple to see, it still amazes the people around.

Even Shen Changjun was startled, and came to the square quietly, watching the young man command the flying boat and fly into the sky slowly.It was a little trembling at first, but it became more stable later.

Everyone gathered in the square, all looking curious, and they were going to watch the boy after he came down.

Even Shen Changjun had a smile on his lips, after all, his incompetent apprentice had a very up-to-date disciple, so it was a face to him no matter what.

As a result, under the expectant eyes of everyone, the flying boat flew away slowly, slowly.

Everyone: "..."

Shen Changjun: "..."

This is not Tan Jiayong's first high-altitude flight, but it is his first time flying in a flying boat. He is so nervous that his palms are sweating.

But he hadn't seen Xiaoyin and Dad for almost a month, and he missed them so much that he didn't even want to wait for a day. After he found out that the flying boat could fly, he immediately drove it to Wangtian Peak.

The Artifact Refining Sect is really too big, and the distance between the peaks is also far away. If you walk from the Artifact Refining Hall on bare feet, it may take three to five days.Now using the flying machine, watching the mountain peaks fly by gave him a very subtle feeling. It seemed that his impatience, which had been busy refining the flying magic weapon recently, had gradually settled down.

Finally, one after another mountain peaks drew closer and further away, and that somewhat familiar mountain top appeared in front of my eyes.

Tan Jiayong excitedly accelerated the speed of the flying boat, and even shouted impatiently, "Daddy! Xiaoyin! I'm back!"

In the next moment, a blackness flashed in front of the cabin, but in the blink of an eye, there was an extra figure in front of him.

Before Tan Jiayong could react, a boy threw himself into his arms, and a familiar crisp boyish voice came from his ear, "Brother! You are finally back!"

Tan Jiayong was a little confused, subconsciously hugged him into his arms, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, "Well, I'm back."

Immediately realizing something was wrong, the voice involuntarily raised its voice twice, "Why are you flying!"

The young man pursed his lips and smiled at him, "Brother, I seem to have established a foundation. Then I can step on the flying sword and fly."

Tan Jiayong: "..."

Tan Jiayong felt that he had been frightened. Although he had been tinkering with the aircraft these days, his cultivation had not stopped.

At first he thought that he had made a lot of progress, and the people around him praised him for his rapid progress, but only after seeing Zhan Yin did he know what it means to have someone beyond others and a sky beyond the sky.

While Tan Jiayong was a little emotional, he was more happy for Zhan Yin.At the same time, he felt a sense of urgency.

He still remembered that Mo Wangtian had said that Zhanyin's hidden spirit bracelet could only be used before the foundation was established, and it was supposed to be used for several years in his plan.

It's just that no one expected that Zhan Yin's progress would be so great. The foundation building that those senior brothers said was very difficult, in Xiao Yin's place, it was like sleeping, and it passed after a nap.

He was so fast that he was not prepared at all.

Tan Jiayong felt a deep sense of urgency, he had to speed up his practice, and he had to study how to refine the hidden spirit bracelet for Xiaoyin.

Tan Jiayong went home and stayed for one night, then he seemed to be stimulated, and started to practice in seclusion the next day.

Yun Teng came to look for him a few times, seeing that he had been in seclusion all the time, and it was not easy to disturb him, and after telling Zhan Yin to let Tan Jiayong leave the seclusion to contact him, he left.

Zhan Yin looked at the back of Yun Teng leaving without any expression on his face.

Tan Wen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "For monks, they are different from ordinary people."

Probably because of those years of experience, Tan Wen felt that Yun Teng's attitude towards them was pretty good.

Zhan Yin smiled at Tan Wen.He doesn't care about Yun Teng's attitude towards him, but about Yun Teng's attitude towards Tan Jiayong.

He spread his hands and looked at the thin calluses that had appeared recently due to daily sword practice.

Brother Ayong is his, and he will never be coveted by others.

When Yun Teng came here before, he only had a feeling that this person was unfathomable.And now...he could vaguely feel his cultivation.

Zhan Yin clenched his fist, thinking that he should spend more time practicing sword.

Half a month later, the environment around the hut suddenly became scorching hot, and the rich fire aura almost overwhelmed the entire room.

Tan Wen felt distressed when he saw that the crops he had planted with great difficulty were burned to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhan Yin helped to pull out most of it in time, otherwise the painstaking efforts of the past few months would have been wasted.

However, Tan Wen cared more about his son than crops.

He has no spiritual root, can't see anything, and can only perceive Tan Jiayong's situation through some obvious changes, so he can't help feeling a little worried, "Xiao Yin, is Ah Yong okay?"

Zhan Yin shook his head, and said firmly, "Brother Ayong will be fine!" He spoke very firmly, but his fists clenched unconsciously.

Brother Ayong... will be fine!