When the enemy became my master

While Qin Jie was thinking about all these things, he went to see the injured Qingluan.

After all, Qingluan is a second-order monster of the phoenix genus. It has its own pride. Even if it is injured and perches on a sycamore branch, it still looks dignified, with a kind of natural arrogance. Only then did he discover the wound on his body.

Probably because Qin Jie was born in Yufeng City, Qin Jie had an almost innate sense of closeness to monsters, so even if the previous owner of this Qingluan was from the Zhao family, Qin Jie never had any prejudice against it, at most he would feel that Qingluan Bad luck to meet such a master.

Letting Chi Qingmo be Qingluan's new master is not a bad thing for Qingluan.

Qin Jie: "Little Master, what is your inspiration?"

Chi Qingmo told the truth: "General."

Qin Jie smiled and said, "Do me a favor."

Chi Qingmo:?

In the following time, Chi Qingmo almost doubted who is the master between himself and Qin Jie.Qin Jie was teaching him how to manipulate inspiration to communicate with monsters.

Chi Qingmo is well-known as a heavenly genius, but the talents of body cultivation and beast-handling cannot be generalized. In addition, Qingluan's rank is too high, so he naturally has no reaction to Chi Qingmo's inspirational overtures.

Qin Jie taught for a long time but failed to see any results, and only let Qingluan watch the excitement for a long time with cold eyes.

In the end, Qin Jie really had no choice but to ask Chi Qingmo to wait for him here. He went out and asked Brother Zhuangshou for two packs of bamboo rice. When he came back, he gave it to Chi Qingmo to feed Qingluan something.

Since the exchange of inspiration doesn't work, we can only use the simplest method. At worst, we will raise this green luan as a chicken, and let Chi Qingmo feed three meals a day at fixed points. As long as we persevere, we can always feed it well.

Chi Qingmo looked at the bamboo rice in his hand, "What are you going to do?"

Qin Jie: "Little Master, just feed me."

Chi Qingmo threw out the bamboo rice, which fell to the ground.

Qin Jie: ...

Is it really a chicken?

The bamboo rice fell on the ground, so Qingluan naturally dismissed it and didn't even look at it.

After Chi Qingmo finished spreading the bamboo rice, he looked at Qin Jie with a calm gaze, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what he did.

The distance is like a mountain, and the method of cultivation is similar. Those who cultivate the body don't know how the slave beasts take care of the spirit beasts.

Qin Jie met Chi Qingmo's eyes and looked at the peach blossom eyes of the little master. He was obviously a man with a cold temperament, but he had a pair of eyes that were charming, like spring water reflecting peach blossoms.

It's just that what these peach blossom-like eyes are saying at this moment is - I'm done, what else can I do for you?

Qin Jie was stared at by the peach blossom eyes, and suddenly felt a very vague feeling of déjà vu.

Qin Jie: "Little master, you..."

Chi Qingmo: "Huh?"

... Do you have a younger sister?

For some reason, Qin Jie didn't dare to ask this question.His intuition told him that it was better not to ask this question.

Qin Jie turned his head to communicate with Qingluan with inspiration, probably because his mood was fluctuating just now, and he was impatient at this time. If this communication between him and Qingluan had to be translated into language, it probably meant—come down and eat.

Qingluan turned her head, obviously not affected by the food coming from her.

You are used to your stinking problem, Qin Jie sneered, don’t you want to eat it?

Qin Jie took the small bag of bamboo rice from Chi Qingmo's hand, "Let's go."

Chi Qingmo paused.

According to the meaning of those two senior brothers, isn't this trip to care about Qingluan so that he can sneak in?

Qin Jie led Chi Qingmo, who was a little confused, out the door. When he met the senior brothers in the upper courtyard outside the door, he pulled the two senior brothers aside and said in a low voice, "Two senior brothers, please do me a favor. Come on, don't feed this Qingluan another piece of bamboo rice."

The two brothers were shocked: "Why? This is a second-order spirit beast! Are you going to starve it?"

Qin Jie thought to himself, it was because it was a Tier [-] monster that it was hungry.Looking at the current situation, it must have a bow before establishing a relationship with Chi Qingmo, and Qin Jie will definitely not let Chi Qingmo bow his head.

No matter how high-level monsters are, there is no bigu. Xiaocang is a top-level spirit beast, but he is not very greedy on weekdays.Qin Jie planned to starve this Qingluan to the fullest, and then let Chi Qingmo come to the Beast Academy to perform a "bird snatching", take it back to the small courtyard, and sprinkle it with a handful of bamboo rice to see if it can eat it. eat.

Thinking of this, Qin Jie suddenly thought of the four principles of the Cultivation Academy that Xuan Wenxue had told him back then—don't fall in love with slave beasts, because in the hearts of slave beasts, monsters always come first.

Qin Jie laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart, at this moment, looking at it this way, he might not be qualified as a beast.

Chi Qingmo saw that Qin Jie was discussing something mysteriously with the two beast masters, but he wasn't very curious, don't listen to a gentleman.

After leaving the Beast Academy, before returning to the courtyard, it was time for class in the afternoon.

Coincidentally, Qin Jie had class this afternoon, yesterday's class was delayed by Mrs. Zhao, and there was no further delay today, so the two separated apart from the Beast Academy.

Coincidentally, this first class was a class of the Beast Academy. Now that Qin Jie is a celebrity in the academy, he was asked several times by the teacher in one class, which was extremely miserable.

At one moment, Qin Jie was still thinking about which is better to nourish the spiritual grass or repair the spiritual bed, but the next moment he was prompted by the master, asking him to answer the difference between the use of inspiration and the use of inspiration.

When Qin Jie was three years old, his parents had already discussed this issue with him.

The answer was perfect, but after class, the gentleman still talked to Qin Jie, and the content of the conversation was somewhat beyond Qin Jie's expectations——

"About 14 years ago, your mother was also a beast master in the Zhenyuan Palace in Northern Qing Dynasty. Many people in the courtyard are old with your parents, including me. Why, didn't your mother mention it to you?"

Qin Jie paused, "Mother?"

"Yes, your mother. Your family used to be the first house of beasts in the cultivation world. The dean always chooses the best husbands for his students. How could he miss your house? Your mother also came here at the appointment."

Qin Jie saw that this person's words did not seem to be fake, but in his impression, his parents never seemed to mention this matter.

…… Or, more than 200 years are too far away, parents have mentioned it occasionally but I don’t remember?

The gentleman said, "I heard that you recognized a disciple from the Technical Academy as your master?"

Qin Jie waited quietly for the next article.

"I've heard more or less about you, and I'm only talking to you for the sake of being old with your mother. It's not like the time when I was on the Yunxing boat. At that time, it was only late You can only choose him because you are the only one protecting you. But after entering the Qingbei Zhenyuan Palace, there are many big sects who are willing to extend a hand to you. If you want to revive the Qin family in the future, you will have a good backer. Doing things will get twice the result with half the effort.”

…………ha?

"Although I, Yunpanzhou, can't compare to Yufeng City or Yanwangfeng, I still have a lot of experience in the journey of beast hunting, and my patriarch has a daughter who is about the same age as you...you know what I mean Is it?"

Understood, poaching.To be precise, it wasn't Qin Jie who dug. Considering that the other party was also a clan of repair beasts, it was very likely that they dug Xiao Cang.

Qin Jie didn't expect that he would become a favorite so quickly. It may be that yesterday's competition made those who were not present think that it was Suzaku's credit. A young Suzaku can defeat a second-order spirit beast, which naturally attracts people's covetousness. .

"The person you're following now, although he is from the Chi family of Duanmai Mountain, is only a junior, and his background is also tainted. He may not have a place in the Chi family in the future, and it will not be of any benefit to your future journey."

Qin Jie looked at the gentleman and showed a playful smile, "What do you mean, sir?"

"Young man, think before you make a decision."

Qin Jie couldn't help laughing, he thought this person was very interesting, he claimed to be an old friend of his parents, but he had never seen him since he was a child, and he had never seen him lend a helping hand when he was in trouble.

It is said that he is an old friend of his parents, but in fact he is no different from a stranger.

It can be said that he was a stranger, but he assumed the identity of his parents and old friends, and acted like an elder.On the surface, it looks like it is for your own good, but in fact it is for your own benefit under the guise of caring for you.

Qin Jie smiled and said, "Sir, you are Geng this year?"

The gentleman's face turned ugly for a moment, he looked about fifty or so, it was really embarrassing to be asked his age - the face of a practitioner showed an old look, it was obvious that his realm was trapped, and he had no chance of immortality.

Qin Jie smiled and said: "At such an advanced age, it is better than anything else to buy more pills to nourish and prolong life."

The gentleman was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't bear Suzaku, so he suppressed his anger and said, "That Chi Qingmo is only a young man, and he even hurt the inner palace, you really think he can become a master by participating in the trial of a master?" ? If you are his disciple, you are the disciple of the disciple, ridiculing for others!"

Qin Jie calmed down and said, "I think he can become a teacher, do you want to bet with me, sir?"

Thinking about it now, when Qin Jie decided to recognize Chi Qingmo as his master, he was still reluctant in every possible way, but he made such a decision because he didn't want to owe him favors.

But it's only been three or two days, and he has already begun to unconsciously protect Chi Qingmo.

What about disciples of disciples?Could it be because of this that Qin Jie would feel that he was inferior?

When he was a teenager in his last life, his life was miserable compared to this one. The disciples of his disciples were at least human. At this time in his previous life, his life might not be as good as that of a dog.

After separating from that gentleman, Qin Jie skipped class and went back to the small courtyard. At that time, he found that Chi Qingmo was not there.In the past, Qin Jie didn't think too much about it, he just thought that Chi Qingmo had also gone to class.

Self-consciously, he turned over a medicine jar, put the spirit grass bought during the day into it, poured it into the spirit spring, put the medicine jar in place, and stuffed Xiao Cang under the medicine jar——

Xiao Cang: "Gah?"

Qin Jie smiled and said, "I heard that boiling the medicine with Vermilion Bird's real fire will have a faster effect."

Xiao Cang: "Gah???"

Xiao Cangfei came out and beat Qin Jie with his wings, and then went back to lie under the medicine jar to raise the temperature of his fire feathers.

Under the real fire, the spirit grass melted in the spirit spring, and finally turned into a jar of transparent ointment.

After Qin Jie put the ointment into the bowl, he threw a white elixir into it, stirred it twice with a spoon, and the elixir melted.

On the way back, he bought it from his disciples at the Shushu Academy. They said it was good for sleep, and he could sleep until dawn, so he wouldn't wake up if someone demolished the house.