Wang Tianan naturally understood when he saw Yang Jian's appearance that this was a protest against himself for cutting his axe in half.

However, Wang Tianan ignored this matter, and said with an unharmed face: "Okay! I'm tired of being a teacher! I'll talk about it here today." ”

Before Wang Tianan turned around and returned to the cave, he specially turned his head and arranged for Yang Jian: "Do a good job, when I get the purple clay pot, I will teach you spells." ”

I'll fuck your uncle, you bastard still thinking about the purple clay pot? I see you like a purple clay pot, or that kind of big teapot. Yang Jian became angry when he heard the three words of the purple clay pot, he was too bullying! Besides, he broke the purple clay pot? Why did he ask for it?

Besides, Wang Tianan asked his sister Yang Chan to warm the bed, and he hasn't settled accounts with him? He dared to ask for a purple clay pot, it was so bullying!

Although Yang Jian was very unhappy, in order to learn the spell, he still showed a respectful smile on his face and congratulated Wang Tianan: "Okay! Master go slowly." ”

Wang Tianan listened to Yang Jian's compliment and walked towards the Jinxia Cave with satisfaction, in fact, he was very disdainful of Yang Jian, a stupid guy didn't know how to please himself, why did he teach him immortal arts.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry to pass this level, and will talk about it when he is full of food and drink.

Besides, he is also prepared, anyway, Yang Jian is not sensible, he will continue to give him a cross talk next time, this time he will tell him about "Weapons Spectrum", next time he will talk about geographical maps, and when will he be bored to talk about it!

"Smack...... Smack......" Yang Jian slammed the purple sand mud in his hand and scolded Wang Tianan in his heart.

This old bastard, you're telling me about a bird! What's the matter, do you think you're Guo Degang and Yu Qian? Running to talk about cross talk! Besides, Lao Tzu is here to learn immortal arts from you, not to listen to you talk about cross talk, you fucking force you, force a bird! If you want to listen to cross talk, your ticket price is too high!

Damn, the dog thing deliberately uses spam to confuse me, and you're too fucking ruined!

Yang Jian was throwing mud while thinking about how to repair the mountain axe he brought.

It's not that he is stingy, but that the mountain axe has a long history, and it is by no means an ordinary thing, when he saw the first feeling of the mountain axe, he knew that this thing was an important object for him to save his mother, but what he didn't expect was that the knife in Wang Tianan's hand was too perverted and discarded for him!

This made him feel distressed, and the reason why he didn't make a purple clay pot these days was because he was absent-mindedly thinking about how to restore the broken thing of the mountain axe.

He must have known that Wang Tianan was in a hurry to use the purple clay pot, and he would definitely have served it a long time ago. There will be no Yang Chan to make trouble for him.

Although he didn't believe that Wang Tianan would teach him the secrets of immortal arts after receiving the purple clay pot, he had to at least try it, what if it was true?

As soon as he thought that this was true, his heart beat suddenly, and the speed in his hands was even more relentless.

After a while, he made a pot body, but he didn't make a small guy, but a large purple sand teapot.

He was afraid that the pot would be too small and would be picked by Wang Tianan, so he deliberately made a big test Wang Tianan's attitude and decided to sit down.

After the body of the pot was done, he divided the entire purple clay pot by two to glue the spout and handle, and pinched a somewhat strange-shaped lid in his hand.

Pick up a few branches on the ground, stick them on the ground, weave them into a cylinder, and then use the remaining purple sand mud paste to wipe the outside, and the small kiln used to make teapots is ready!

Although the kiln for firing the teapot was built, Yang Jian did not have suitable wood for firing.

He wanted to leave and go up the mountain to chop wood, but he didn't dare to take action because of what the ill-intentioned Wang Tianan would do.

So he decided to take advantage of Wang Tianan's sleep at night to go up the mountain to chop firewood, so as to prevent trouble.

Fortunately, Wang Tianan didn't know what he was thinking now, otherwise he would have to blow up.

What kind of child, how can you be so suspicious of the teacher!

At night, in the dead of night, Wang Tianan, who couldn't fall asleep in Jinxia Cave, got up from bed.

Since Yang Chan left, no one warmed his bed in advance to raise the temperature in the bed, so that he could fall asleep and be restless. Rolling from side to side on the bed and making it difficult to sleep, the damp air in the cave, wrapped in the quilt, eroded the nerves on every inch of his skin.

The cold and weak touch made him decide that it was more comfortable to put on clothes and sit at the tea table and drink a cup of hot tea.

When the moonlight was in the sky, Yang Jian saw that the time was almost up, and carried the original axe that had been re-bound by him. Sneaking towards the mountain, he was afraid that his actions would alarm the creatures hidden in the shadows and cause himself unsuitable trouble.

As soon as Yang Jian left, he saw a fine light in the dark shadow behind him, and then let out a monkey's laugh.

Then he turned around and went against Yang Jian, towards the firing kiln built by Yang Jian.

The spirit monkey tiptoed to the edge of the kiln of the firing purple clay pot built by Yang Jian, looked left and right, and finally slapped on the cave.

I only heard the sound of "boom", and the purple sand kiln, which had not yet completely solidified, collapsed.

Yang Jian, who hadn't gone far, heard the movement behind him and hurriedly ran to the purple sand kiln that was built. Looking at the stumbling debris on the ground, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and a roar erupted from his throat uncontrollably, "Who did it! Get out of here!"

Fortunately, the spirit monkey hid in time just now, otherwise if he was knocked down by Yang Jian, he would definitely be tortured by peeling his skin and cramping.

In this way, he was still shocked by Yang Jian's angry roar, and his legs trembled.

The spirit monkey didn't expect that his curiosity would cause such a catastrophe.

Yang Jian's mentality is really explosive, originally everything was ready and only owed Dongfeng Feng, but now because of a momentary negligence, he wants to overturn the whole thing.

How could he be angry, he couldn't wait to eat that beast alive on the spot.

As soon as the spirit monkey saw the situation, he quietly thought about it, and Yang Jian also felt the strangeness of the fluctuations in the air.

The transformed plate axe in his hand shot instantly, "Huh...... ...... "The plate axe slashed against the monkey's nose, deeply embedded in the cliff beside the monkey.

"Tsk...... Ji...... ......The frightened spirit monkey jumped wildly, stretched out his hand and grabbed a few tree trunks on the cliff mountain, jumped one after another, and dissipated along the cliff into the dark and strange mountain forest on the top of the mountain.

"Where to run!" Yang Jian saw that the spirit monkey had destroyed his purple sand kiln, and the real murderer had run away!

As a result, he felt that he was stepping on something soft like mud under his feet, and he raised his foot and looked at the moonlight, and his mind collapsed!

"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck you, you're going to have to pick your monkey skin if I catch you. The thin mud Yang Jian saw was nothing else, it was the purple sand teapot he made for Wang Tianan.