Ye Zitong nodded again and again, hiding back in the house, studying how to divert attention. After studying it for several days, I was still losing things on the mountain, which has started to cause dissatisfaction among most of the spiritual ones. Although there is no real loss, at most it is to go to the bamboo hut and get back the lost things, but this back and forth is also a waste of time, you must know that spiritual time is very precious.

Ye Zitong was in pain because of this, so Yang Yi made a black iron chain several feet long, one end was tied to his waist, and the other end was tied to the bamboo bed, and the key was kept by Yang Yi to show his determination to wash his hands and change his ways. All the spiritual cultivators were moved by her spirit of self-control, except for Zhuo Huo's small group of people, everyone said that they could understand and sympathize with Ye Zitong and forgive her for her original mistakes.

But this is not the final solution after all, because the animal skin that Dumb has shed is gone again, leaving a bamboo bed at the scene

It seems that Ye Zitong has entered the territory again, and he can walk through the mountains and forests without knowing it, carrying a bamboo bed, without attracting anyone's attention.

The next day, Dumb, accompanied by all the spiritual cultivators, retrieved its stinky animal skin, and although he didn't say much, the distrust in his bear eyes still deeply stung Ye Zitong's pure heart. Ye Zitong was depressed.

Picked the black iron chain, moved the bamboo bed to the outside of the bamboo house, lay on it, looked at the sky and looked inward, Ye Zitong had renamed it the Seven Feelings Treasure, the color of the Seven Feelings Treasure has completely turned red, and the colorful light circulated in the center of it, which looked more beautiful.

"Alas!" Returning to her senses, Ye Zitong let out a long sigh, "Transfer, transfer......" She kept muttering in her mouth, in order to dispel the longing in her heart for that stinky animal skin, the more she couldn't get it, the more she wanted it.

But the more he chattered about the ** in his heart, the stronger Ye Zitong kept restraining himself, staring at the air and shouting: "I don't want ...... Yes! She suddenly sat up with a sudden exclamation, staring at a certain white cloud that stopped in the air for a full hour.

The cloud floated in the air until a gust of wind blew it away, and Ye Zitong's eyes were still staring at it.

It turned out to be just an ordinary cloud leaf, Zitong was extremely disappointed, and fell back onto the bamboo bed thinking about her animal skin. But it seems that something is wrong, Ye Zitong obviously feels that he doesn't care so much about the animal skin, and his mind is full of the white clouds, why didn't it come down? It descended from the clouds, and on the clouds stood a man dressed in white, with a satin-like head and a beautiful face, and it was best to smile at her and ask her, "How is the control?"

Ye Liangchen...... It's strange, why did she think of him instead of Xin Yu when she saw Bai Yun, maybe Ye Liangchen's scene of driving the clouds was deeply ingrained in her mind, right? Ye Zitong's gaze kept wandering, among the several white clouds floating in the air, hoping that one of them would really float down.

Ye Zitong's mood was really complicated, she only felt that she wanted to see him very much, but she didn't know why she felt this way. Did you want to ask him why he wanted to take the fairy sword to himself in the first place? It shouldn't be because in her mind, Ye Liangchen has already been labeled as a "victim", and the most hateful one should be the old fairy of the sea who can't become an immortal!

Just thinking about it, thinking about Ye Liangchen's cold face, thinking about him, looking at him with inky eyes, Ye Zitong's face suddenly had two suspicious red clouds. After squirming for a while, she sat up suddenly, her face full of surprise, and she finally thought of a great way to divert attention, but this required Yang Yi's help.

To be precise, it doesn't have to be Yangyi, as long as it becomes a humanoid person, it can be, but Ye Zitong is embarrassed to disturb others, so it is Yangyi.

Ye Zitong prepared for a while, then found Yang Yi and handed over a white dress in her hand, which was what she had just prepared.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, "What to do?" "I've got a good way to get in control, but I need your help."

"Wear this?"

Ye Zitong nodded. Yang Yihu put on the white robe suspiciously, looked left and right, the style was a little familiar, and he couldn't think of where he had seen it.

Ye Zitong walked behind Yang Yi again, tiptoed off his silk ribbon, and the silk cloak that seemed to have water waves flowing down, Yang Yi turned around inexplicably, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

The two were already very close, he turned around and knocked Ye Zitong into a stumbling moment, Ye Zitong's body shook for a moment, Yang Yi hurriedly reached out to pull Ye Zitong's face, and suddenly two red clouds appeared, Yang Yi was stunned and quickly let go of his hand, but Ye Zitong raised his hand to block his face, "It would be nice to change his face." ”

Yang Yizheng's retracted hand froze for a moment, although he was gentle as jade, although he was humble and gentlemanly, but for a man, hearing such words from a woman's mouth would still be shocked.

"Whose is it for?" Yang Yi suddenly understood why he was dressed up like this.

The red cloud on Ye Zitong's face was a little heavier, and he didn't answer the question, so he turned to Yang Yi and looked at him for a long time, "I'm still a little taller." ”

Yang Yi smiled: "If you are far away, you won't be able to see the size." Ye Zitong nodded, "That makes sense." ”

"How? Like Ye Liangchen? ”

"It's okay......" Ye Zitong almost didn't bite off his tongue, "I mean, you can change your image appropriately, always wearing the same set of clothes will cause aesthetic fatigue." ”

Yang Yi nodded, "Totally understood, this is the method you came up with to divert your attention?" ”

Ye Zitong flattened his mouth, in front of an old monster of thousands of years, all attempts to fool through the defense were in vain, "How about it, are you willing to help?" ”

Yang Yizheng looked down at the clothes on his body, he still felt very familiar, and when he heard Ye Zitong's words, he raised his head, "What do you need me to do?" ”

"Don't do anything." Ye Zitong pointed to the open space where Yang Yi was meditating just now, "Just concentrate on cultivation and leave your back to me." ”

Yang Yi would not refuse, but there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn't put it into words. (Fastest update). What has been through thousands of years that I haven't experienced? Maybe this is the man's self-esteem again, and he just thinks that he has seen the white clothes on his body somewhere.

"Where did you get this dress?"

"Huh?" Ye Zitong pretended to be stupid.

Yang Yi no longer asks himself to look for it, anyway, Zhaoyao Mountain is so big, he can always find out the origin of the clothes.

It didn't take long for the truth to be revealed. Bai Yin, a white tiger who lives in Xishan, came to Yang Yi with a striped tiger skin skirt naked and only around a striped tiger skin skirt, saying that he lost his clothes when he took a bath, and that the clothes were made of the animal skin that faded when he turned into a * human body, and he was very emotional, so Yang Yi must help him find it. Just as he was talking about the excitement, Bai Yin looked at the clothes on Yang Yi's body, rubbed his eyes, and said, The one you are wearing is very similar to my clothes. Yang Yi laughed twice, and turned around, Ye Zitong had already slipped away and disappeared, it was really resentful, saying that he wanted to control possessiveness, who would have thought that even the props controlled were stolen, which made Yang Yi quite unconvinced of Ye Zitong's "control plan".

But after all, this is also a solution, so Yang Yi appeased Bai Yin and said, I will temporarily change my style, borrow your clothes to wear, if you don't dislike it, take my clothes back and wear them. Bai Yin naturally did not dislike it, Yang Yi's cyan clothes were also transformed by the fading beast body, and it had been continuously refined for thousands of years, and it had already become a defensive magic weapon. Compared with Bai Yin's purely commemorative clothes, I don't know how many times stronger, although it is only a temporary exchange, but you can also get many tricks for refining magic weapons from it.

When Bai Yin wore Yangyi's clothes and went to the bamboo house where Ye Zitong was displayed in front of the spiritual cultivators, many shirtless spiritual cultivators gathered, and even the black bear Dumb came over with his stinky animal skin. I hope to get Ye Zitong's favor again.

Of course, Ye Zitong is not needed, not only don't. He also made a promise with the spirits to throw things away in the future. She left Zhaoyao Mountain. This made the spiritual cultivators very sad, Ye Zitong didn't take their things, they wouldn't have the opportunity to learn the Yangyi Treasure Refining Experience.

Of course, there are exceptions, needless to say, everyone knows that it is Zhuo Huo. Since knowing that Ye Zitong made this agreement. Zhuo Huo took out all the hard work of her years and put it on the surface, what she is best at is to make magic weapons with various functions.

For example, what can hold a lake of water, the white jade bottle should be "lake" instead of "pot", and the two palm-sized bottles can hold the water of a small lake; There is also a star cloth, even if you are raining and cloudy, indoor and outdoor, just throw it all over the sky, and the starry sky is in front of you, which is a necessary weapon for men and women when dating; There is also a rosette. It is a flying magic weapon, and it is also Ye Zitong's favorite. Usually it is a small, half-opened lotus flower that can be held in the hand or held on the head. When used, it spreads into a huge rosette, and the pink and white lotus petals are stacked on top of each other. The bright yellow heart even carries the morning dew of the stars. Too many beautiful things. When flying, the lotus petals are gently pulled up to become a shield, which can avoid the unevenness of the ground instrument caused by flying. The lotus heart is equipped with a fragrant soft seat, a refreshing new tea, and a separate area surrounded by several lotus petals, which is designed for toilet use, so thoughtfully designed is definitely an excellent assistant for long-distance travel.

It can be seen that Zhuo Huo definitely invested money to make Ye Zitong leave Zhaoyao Mountain and leave Yangyi...... Uh, no, it's still a calm and peaceful cultivation space in Zhaoyao Mountain, and she fights.

In the face of the powerful temptation, Ye Zitong naturally wanted to sneak to Zhuo Huan's side several times to "appreciate", but he restrained himself.

To be controlled. As soon as he saw the white back in front of him, Ye Zitong had this sentence in his mind.

She must control that she can't let herself enter the demon path again before she has a chance to see Xinyu again, and Ye Liangchen again. Ye Liangchen...... As long as she thinks of this name, her heart is like a clear stream, soothing her restless heart, not to mention that Ye Zitong still has a kind of tenacity or persistence. What she wanted to do was really hit the south wall and she didn't want to turn back.

Although she doesn't have to take the initiative to cultivate now, she can increase her entry, but before she breaks through, it is better to control it, so while others are trying to improve her cultivation, Ye Zitong is meditating, hoping that her entry can be slower, this kind of cultivation method is really a new thing. If cultivation is really a boring and tasteless difficult process, fortunately, Ye Zitong has cultivated since she was a child, and she doesn't think that this is a hard thing, time passes quietly in the practice, and the color of the Seven Emotions is successfully controlled by her in the yellow and red realm, and she can't let ** grow endlessly until she really finds a way to break through the desire to tribulate.

It is said that there is no sun and moon in the mountains, and even more so in the mountains, for spiritual practices that can stretch for thousands of years, a year is not time at all, and their concept of time starts from ten years, and they often remember it confusingly. Just like now, Blood Red and the giant frog that has become bigger are debating whether it will be thirteen or fourteen years since Ye Zitong arrived at Zhaoyao Mountain.

One "cluck" one "quack!" Quack"

Do not doubt that they are discussing this issue, and over the years many devotees have learned a second, third, fourth, or fifth language that does not belong to their own race.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Zitong smiled lightly, appeared after the blood red, and there were seven emotions treasure, and the years had no effect on her. Maintaining one's face is not an uncommon thing for cultivators, and if they become immortals, the time to ascend will only become a number, a thousand years, ten thousand years...... It's just a snap of a finger.

The blood red "gurgle" and made a closing remark, flew to Ye Zitong's head, and gently pecked the top of Ye Zitong's head to show intimacy.

Ye Zitong grabbed it and held it in his arms, and said with a smile: "I know that you are lazy, you see that Qingluan has grown up a lot, but you haven't even become a human yet." ”

Blood Red twisted his neck, his black jewel-like eyes rolled with disdain, and kept shaking his head, so that the three top feathers on top of his head couldn't help but shake in the air.

"Okay, okay, I know you've got another top feather." Ye Zitong carried it and said hello to the giant frog, and then turned around. "Yang Yi also praised you for your progress, but you still can't be proud."

"Boom"

Ye Zitong automatically translated as "got it" and nodded with satisfaction. Carry it and move on, "I want you to go and see ...... Aba"

Just said this. The blood red suddenly broke away from Ye Zitong's hand, fluttered and flew for a long time, and finally landed in front of Ye Zitong's eyes, constantly turning around on the ground, and hiding his head in his wings from time to time.

Ye Zitong smiled: "I know you don't want to go. However, Yang Yi said that you are naturally fire, and it is also good for you to be exposed to more samadhi true fire. ”

When she heard this, she was even more anxious, her body shrunk into a ball, rolled around on the ground, stood up again, kept shaking her head with her mouth open, and finally jumped to the other side, pecking her feathers in a mess, and screaming a little angrily.

Ye Zitong couldn't help laughing, and the blood red was recreating the scene of going to see Ah Ba seven years ago. The thousand-year-old guests below the volcano saw the blood red, and they had to use the samadhi true fire to forge it, and the blood red burned to a burn. It almost didn't turn into a roast chicken. After the incident, it took two years of retreat before the feathers grew again.

"You should be looking forward to Fu Li burning you again. Last time he burned you for half an hour. Then you will grow another feather, and if you are like Aba, you will be tempered by the true fire of samadhi all day long. The entry is bound to be faster. ”

Fuli is the place where the true fire of Samadhi is released under the volcano, and the residents have practiced for more than 3,000 years. However, because he has a strange temper and rarely comes out of the volcano, and because of the perennial high temperature, it makes Fu Li seem even more withdrawn.

Blood Red listened to Ye Zitong's words, and kept pacing back and forth, as if he was thinking about it. Obviously, the last Samadhi fire was not as simple as just burning its feathers, and it should have been very painful.

"Go ahead, don't you want to talk to me sooner?" Ye Zitong kept persuading Blood Red.

Finally, the blood-red raised to the sky, and the little wings fluttered, and with a "suddenly", the flaming red wings all unfolded, and the golden tail feathers that burned with flames danced lightly in the air, and the blood-red clear cry turned into a ball of fire, which went straight into the clouds and disappeared in an instant. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation ......)