Yaozun

Now that Miss Chen said that there is no danger in reading cheats, Su Yao naturally started the next step. He changed the topic: "I already know all the stages of cultivating immortals, but I have no idea of ​​their abilities. For example, at what stage is Senior Broken Hand's monk strength?"

Chen Zi stared at the severed hand that built a nest on Su Yao's head like a bird, and thought for a few breaths before saying, "In terms of physical strength, I think it is reasonable to say that it is at the level of a fairy, but if it is about the soul of the soul , then it’s not at all, and besides, you’d better not carry such a disaster-like thing for too long, I have a hunch that it will bring you a lot of trouble.”

The severed hand immediately showed its claws, but Chen Zi was happy and fearless. Not only was he not afraid, but he also demonstrated like a demonstration. He pinched Su Yao's note-taking hand and shook it twice like playing with a cat's claw.

Immediately, a raging flame burned on the severed hand, and it grabbed it like a ghost.

Su Yao quickly reached out her hand to block Chen Zimei's eyebrows, and grabbed the severed hand: "don't make trouble, senior. Ms. Chen didn't mean anything malicious. Be generous."

The severed hand struggled tentatively twice, then quietly crawled from his arm over his shoulder, and finally went to play with his hair.

Su Yao said helplessly: "Azi, you are always like this, aren't you afraid that senior will come and pull your hair quietly at night?"

Chen Zi squinted at the person and hand on the opposite side, and said with a light smile, "Of course I'm not afraid. If it dares, I'll let you copy the tracing red book for two days. At that time, it will take you a meal at most, and it will have to come and apologize. Do you believe it?"

The malice was so great that the severed hand almost jumped up again.

"Of course I don't believe it. Azi, you are just being unforgiving." Su Yao shook her head and laughed, "By the way, the techniques that my senior taught me are all pictures. There is no magic formula, and I don't know the progress. Know how to enhance, do you know how to do similar practice techniques?"

"There are only pictures, but no magic formulas?" Chen Zi thought for a few breaths, "I heard that in ancient times, there was a man who could observe the movement of the stars and change the seasons, and he could attain the Tao and become a saint immediately. The insights during the sudden enlightenment are sealed on the utensils for future generations to ponder and comprehend. Maybe this is what you encountered, so give me your hand and let me check your practice."

Su Yao stretched out his hand, and Chen Zi pressed his wrist pulse door, and then froze.

Seeing his serious and troubled expression, Su Yao couldn't help beating her heart. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a few breaths, she became more and more worried. Could it be that the previous star map is some kind of magic method, and if you practice it, you will have endless troubles. Or is this technique not something that humans can learn, and if you learn it, you will change your race?

"Problem, is it serious..." He finally couldn't help asking.

"I don't know," Miss Chen put down her hand as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "When I held your meridians, I realized that my meridians are all damaged now, and what I said turned into bragging. It's not easy to step down for a while."

Su Yao laughed and breathed a sigh of relief: "I told you earlier, I was shocked. You have so many scenes."

"It's a habit. When I encounter such embarrassing things in the palace, I have to say some specious things to deal with the situation. To tell you the truth, I'm just too lazy to make it up." Chen Zi was a little helpless.

"Then, thank you?"

"You're welcome." Chen Zi waved his hand calmly, suddenly a little strange, "Why is your heart beating so fast?"

Su Yao said without changing her expression: "Hey, cough, it's the first time a girl takes the initiative to hold hands with me, so I'm naturally a little emotional."

Chen Zi couldn't help but looked at him twice, didn't bother to explain, and saw off the guests.

……

When leaving from Miss Chen, Su Yao's heartbeat has not calmed down.

He had just grabbed the fashion with his severed hand, and he pretended to caress Miss Chen's eyebrows unintentionally. He successfully caught a wisp of air and opened the first blind box.

Then, it becomes impossible to control the heartbeat.

As expected of Xiuxian Bai Fumei, plucking out a hair is thicker than an ordinary person's thigh.

The skill he touched was a kind of footwork. According to his feeling, it should be used for combat. In such a short moment, he felt a huge difference. Just ordinary walking, his legs had already Some can't wait, want to run and jump...

Unable to control himself, he quickly walked outside the village, and then felt the footwork without restraint.

Swipe, almost at the same time, his legs were no longer ordinary legs, but seemed to have become fine, with his own memory feeling, running like a wisp of light smoke, moving and moving, light as a bird, nimble as the wind, and You can run on water, you can run vertically on tree poles, you can jump tens of meters lightly, and you can brake at zero distance at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour.

I love it, I love it, Miss Chen is simply a god, with such a footwork, he feels that he can go to any dungeon with a dagger!

This is still in the case of his lack of cultivation!

If the cultivation level goes up, how powerful will it be?

I can't even think about it.

He also tried to pick fruit on the tree, and he hardly had to control himself. He could instinctively rush up the tree to pick it off, and then returned to the original place. At that speed, ordinary people could not react at all, as if he was in the same place. It's the same as not moving.

It's so awesome, I finally feel the joy of coming to the world of cultivating immortals. If I can take it home, I don't have to take the elevator to buy soy sauce for my dad.

Excited, he ran for about half an hour, and then felt hungry, so he returned home with some reluctance.

This feeling lasted until he fell asleep, and he couldn't help but look at the billowing purple air coming out from behind the wall.

Really, so beautiful.

On the contrary, Chen Zi was speechless. Didn't he just hold hands? As for being so excited, he ran outside the village and kept looking at him. Sure enough, he was too young.

……

The next day, Su Yao couldn't control herself a little bit, and wanted to continue to open a blind box with Miss Chen, but A Luo stopped her.

Because today is already the end of the month, the day when the immortals come to the village to collect mines.

This time, due to leaving the mine early and losing manpower, the output of ore in the village is very low.

We have to discuss how to deal with this matter.

With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Ming took out the half gourd, which was to be sold to immortals instead of ore.

Su Yao was listening on the sidelines. This time, the gadgets he made increased the output of some ore. With the bugs collected by the village chief, they were about half a month's ration. But when the immortals came, they wanted to receive them. Some things, they can't get out.

"Reception, what reception?" Su Yao asked in confusion.

Mrs. Ming showed a bitter smile: "The amount of ore we hand over every year is a certain amount. This part will be handed over to Xiancheng in full, but the immortals who come to the village to collect ore will take away some extra ore. There will be no shortage."

Su Yao frowned: "but we can't take it out this time, and it's not the first time he's here, so he should be more tolerant, otherwise it won't do him any good."

Everyone around fell silent.

After a long while, Mrs. Ming said in a low voice: "Ayao, later you take A Luo, A Ye and Mu Mu to hide in the cellar behind the village. Don't come out until I call you .”

Su Yao frowned slightly, a little confused, but she agreed.

At this moment, a woman next to her suddenly knelt down in front of Mrs. Ming, forced to hide her grief and said, "Wu, can you let Yue'er hide with A Yao?"

Su Yao knew who she was talking about. Yue'er was her daughter, and she was also a very cute little girl.

Mrs. Ming pressed her chest and shook her head in pain. The woman let out a deep sob and could barely stand up.

Someone next to her comforted her, saying that the immortal might not necessarily pick her daughter.

Su Yao frowned and said, "Why do immortals have children?"

There was a silence around, and after a long time, someone said that some immortals would ask for some servants, but they took them away, and never brought them back.

Su Yao gritted her teeth slightly: "I can go to Miss Chen to borrow some property to help with turnover."

Although it may be impossible to make friends in this way, it is better than letting the villagers sell their children.

"No way," Mrs. Ming shook her head, "It's all the property of the fairy family. We ordinary people, if we take it out, we can't tell the history, but it will be a catastrophe. Well, it's settled like this. The three children are the future The witch, cannot be chosen, as for the others—”

She said firmly: "My child, I won't hide it either."

Su Yao is silent.

He took a deep breath: "Change someone else, I won't go down and hide."

After speaking, he got up and left the main hall.

The sun was shining outside, and he wandered aimlessly in the village for a while, before he knew it, he saw a cloud drifting over in the distance, a middle-aged monk with an immortal demeanor, standing on the cloud, High above, overlooking this tiny village.

To his delight, Su Yao found that the black air on his head was no less than that of the village chief.