brother is right

Chapter 96 How can you sleep!

Zhang Feixuan was not as unscrupulous as Wang Qizheng, mainly because Wang Qizheng had already knelt, so he didn't need it.

"Senior brother, this method is tailor-made for me, right? Then pass it on to the third junior brother first, and then pass it on to me."

Hearing this, Wang Qi, who was kneeling down, frowned, and stared at Zhang Feixuan who was standing there like [-].

This guy is really good at finding opportunities!

Song Yin shook his head: "This is the furnace itself, refining it into pills, and you need to generate pill fire in your body, so that you can refine the best pill method. You are still a little bit behind, just now I used Daohuo as an introduction, first Refining the medium you need for cultivation is mainly to let you know what the real cultivation method is like."

"If you think about my step, you have to continue to train."

Well, it's tantamount to talking for nothing.

They still have to practice for a long time, which is tantamount to finding a way to torture them in disguise.

Wang Qi just climbed up straight away, this was kneeling in vain.

"The soup is almost ready, come and eat, and try my cooking." Song Yin said with a smile.

The soup in the iron pot was simmered for an hour, and it was filled with flavor-enhancing herbs.

Song Yin summoned the nearby small stones, which condensed into three bowls and spoons, stretched out his hand, and the soup in the pot flew into the bowl automatically, and the steaming food fell in front of them.

The two took it, and they were not polite, and drank directly.

"Brother's craftsmanship is good!"

Wang Qizheng's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Song Yin: "Have you learned it before?"

"That's right." Song Yin nodded and smiled.

He was self-reliant in his previous life, of course he had learned that he could cook ordinary meals.

Now that Fayan is here, it is easy to find herbs for seasoning. The herbs brought by the second junior brother are basically responsible for enhancing the flavor, which saves him the need to find another one.

The pot was very big, and all the meat of the tiger was put into it to cook, but the Qi Refiner, the bell-ringing Ding Shi, really wanted to let go of it, and Wang Qizheng alone ate half of it, bowl after bowl. The pot just stopped.

Zhang Feixuan's appetite was slightly poor, but he still ate one-third of it, and Song Yin finished eating the rest very early.

"Senior Brother, why don't you ask Third Junior Brother to get something else?" Seeing that Song Yin had already stopped eating, Zhang Feixuan couldn't help asking.

Song Yin shook his head and said: "No, I often absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and I just need to pay attention to how I eat. If I really want to eat freely, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Ever since he cultivated into the true body without omissions, the ingredients in the mountains have not filled his stomach, and he has not been able to fill his stomach when he came to the world.

But he doesn't care, if the conditions are not enough for him to eat, then he doesn't have to eat, and his perfect body can not feel hungry by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

"Are you guys full?"

The two nodded.

Song Yin reached out and flicked again, and the big iron pot and bowl and spoon flew away, glowing white in the air, changing into the stones before, and falling back to their original positions.

Seeing them both in a daze.

They don't know if there are real immortals in the world, but in terms of the majesty of immortals, their senior brother is definitely the most respectable one.

"Since you are full, let's do evening class."

Song Yin said: "Evening class is a thousand obsessions, let's start."

"Isn't it, Zhenlian?" Wang Qizheng asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Song Yin frowned and looked over.

"No, what I mean is that it's getting late, Senior Brother, why don't you rest early and practice tomorrow morning." Wang Qizheng said with a sneer.

"With your combat strength, you still want to sleep? How can you sleep!"

Song Yin shouted: "It's because you are too lazy that you can't even notice the real cultivation method, practice it for me!"

"Yes!"

The two of them straightened their bodies, pinched the magic formula with their hands, and directly cast out the spell of obsession.

This spell is the most basic, but it can charm the mind, and it has no lethality, but if you encounter any beasts and robbers, you can use this trick to restrain them.

If a disciple who is new to Qi refining encounters any danger, even if he casts some lethal spells, the power may not be so powerful. If he encounters a bandit with a strong physique, he may not have sharp weapons.

After all, they are Dan faction, and they are not as good as those who can fight.

But a blinding method, a mind-confusing technique, to defeat the enemy by controlling the mind, is very good.

The master's spell is well recorded, and some situations have been taken into consideration.

Seeing the two juniors using spells clumsily, Song Yin looked more and more wrong, and said: "You two release each other, what's the use of just hitting the air, accepting spells from each other can also exercise your ability to deal with this illusion. resistance."

"Yes"

The two answered weakly, faced each other, and practiced magic formulas there.

Both of them are at the fifth level, and at the first level they can use the mind-masking technique, so they really can't have any influence on each other.

However, he played too much, which made Wang Qizheng even more irritable. He suddenly cast a spell of obsession, but he didn't have any hallucinations. On the contrary, a few large characters appeared in Zhang Feixuan's eyes.

It's all your motherfucker's fault!
yo?

Zhang Feixuan was excited, and he also hit with a spell of obsession.

Are you still literate?
Wang Qi was tugging at the corner of his mouth, and slapped again.

You are fucking courting death!
Zhang Feixuan also played one.

Come!If you have the ability to kill me today, what did I do to you? If you are capable of running away, I will never stop you.

You fucking fart, if I could run, I would have run away!I shouldn't come back, and I shouldn't believe in your evil!Mind obsession, the eyes of my mini-father!

Do you think I can't scold people? !
The more they used the spells, the more vigorous they became. In Song Yin's eyes, the two of them pinched the spells with both hands and pointed forward, almost as fast as afterimages. They even moved their feet and nodded to each other in a circle. Finger, his face became more and more ferocious.

A thousand times of spells, under the two of them casting spells almost at a breath, it is not so slow. In half an hour, the thousand times of spells have been cast, and the two of them are bent over and panting. .

Zhang Feixuan still maintained a ferocious expression, raised his hand with great effort, and cast a spell of obsession.

Not to be outdone, Wang Qizheng bared his teeth at him and threw out his hands.

"Okay, that's enough." Song Yin said happily.

Although the posture is indecent, but this training is a lot of effort.

The two juniors are still very diligent.

As soon as Song Yin's voice fell, the two of them jumped away as if they had agreed, one took out the treasure pestle, and the other held the axe.

"come!"

"Come here, you think I'm afraid of you!"

The eyes of the two were staring there, bloodshot, almost eating each other.

Song Yin frowned, "Huh?"

Hearing Song Yin's voice, the two of them pursed their lips, stared at each other again, snorted coldly, turned their backs to each other, and did not look at each other.

"You guys seem to be used to fighting around on weekdays."

Song Yin smiled, but he didn't pay much attention to it, he was used to fighting, and he was still a brother, what did it mean?
On behalf of him, Jinxianmen has good friendship!

Song Yin raised his hand, and two things flew to the two of them.

"Brother?"

Zhang Feixuan froze for a moment, floating around him was a tiger skin shawl.

And in front of Wang Qizheng was a short jacket.

Song Yin laughed and said: "I see that the third junior brother's clothes are all gone. It just so happens that the tiger skin is here and can be used as a jacket. The remaining materials are for you to make a shawl."

Zhang Feixuan looked at the shawl, opened his mouth, and finally fell silent, took the shawl and put it directly on his shoulders.

Even the shawl doesn't match the style and color of his clothes at all.

Wang Qizheng took the shirt with both hands, didn't wear it, just stared at Song Yin blankly, his eyes were even a little dull.

"Rest early, there is morning class tomorrow."

Song Yin waved his hands, then meditated cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"I"

Just as Wang Qi opened his mouth, his face suddenly twisted, and he finally put on his clothes.

The clothes are more like a mandarin jacket, but they have no buttons, leaving his chest open, like a dock bearer.

But Wang Qizheng didn't care about his style, he just pursed his lips, as if he was clenching his teeth, and in the end he just bowed his head, and his voice became low: "Thank you, brother."

He bowed there, his arms covered his face, his expression could not be seen clearly, and he refused to stand up straight for a long time.

Zhang Feixuan looked at the two bright moons in the sky, pinched the shawl on his shoulders, his eyes almost entered the moonlight, and became a little shiny.

When returning to the sect, one must avoid being eaten by the master, and be careful like a mouse to avoid other Qi refiners in the outside world.

I'm used to the cold world, intrigues and deceptions, and all I can think about is how to live.

And who would think to sew them a dress?
(End of this chapter)