"Whew!"

The black charcoal shouted at Ye Ling, expressing its inner dissatisfaction, its bright eyes did not turn, and raised its forelimbs to grasp the young man in front of him.

How can the master talk like this, could it be that he came to this house for the sake of yang energy? It hurts the dog's heart too much.

In fact, Ye Ling only had a small amount of Yang Qi in his body at the moment, and he couldn't trade Yang Qi at all, it would take him more than ten days to slowly recover a little Yang Qi in his body.

And it had only been four or five days since he last traded Yang Qi with Concubine Yu.

Ye Ling held the claws stretched out by the black charcoal and smiled crampedly.

"Come, learn from me to speak, black charcoal is Ye Ling's good dog. ”

"Wow, Wow!"

Black Tan stuck out his tongue, his head was raised, and he opened his mouth and complained several times in succession.

Ye Ling touched the dog's head and couldn't help sighing.

"It's been a few days, but you can tell me another human word. ”

A few days ago, Black Carbon finally revealed his identity as a monster and said a few sad words of explanation. After that, it was the clumsy and lazy stupid dog again.

Ye Ling was also helpless about this, and tried his best, but the black charcoal was simply a hard and smelly stone in the pit, and he just refused to speak again.

"Okay, if you say something like you're going to die, you just continue to be dumb. ”

He snorted and got up to leave.

"Wang!"

Black Charcoal immediately stood up, wagged his big dandelion-like furry tail, and happily followed.

......

The kendo course taught by Gu Houniao has now entered the seventh stage.

After 10,000 exercises of drawing the sword with his left and right hands, drawing his sword with his left and right toes, and pulling out his sword with his teeth and chin, Ye Ling finally entered a higher level of kendo cultivation tonight.

Gu Xuanniao now asked him to use his mind to control the sword weapon, drawing and collecting the sword in all corners of the space.

In the final analysis, there is nothing surprising about this set of kendo cultivation, and the whole essence lies in one word.

Skill comes from practice!

As for the unity of the sword of the person, the sword in the heart, etc., are too mysterious, and for the time being, they can't reach the level of mystery that can only appear in novels.

Gu Huoniao also said, the road is simple, the ultimate of the sword, only the hand is familiar. As for whether he was right or not, only he knew.

Ye Ling, as always, practiced for four hours, then went to take a shower and went to bed.

Outside the house, the bright moon hung high, but the night was tumbling like ink, and the leaves were shaking and swaying, as if there were countless demons and monsters hidden in them, and they were secretly spying on.

"Live here!"

"Live here!"

“......”

A white, faceless scholar floated silently in the air, looking up at the window, wanting to peek into the house.

"Zheng!"

With an indiscretable sword roar, a flying sword was directly slashed out, and its head was halved into two halves and shattered into a pool of white mist.

On the bed where the moonlight shone through the window, the man rolled over, muttered a few words, and went back to sleep.

......

In the corner of the hall lay the sleeping dog, its big drooping ears moving for a moment, and then not moving.

......

Early morning.

Ten thousand golden lights, Ye Ling got up on time, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and began to make breakfast.

Ever since Bai Sleeves left without saying goodbye, he had to do these things himself, and at first he was a little inexplicably uncomfortable, which made him more annoyed.

"Black charcoal, my craftsmanship is much better than that woman, and you have a good mouth again. ”

Ye Ling divided the plain white Yangchun noodles into two parts, a small portion for him and a large portion for black charcoal, since he was a child, he ate whatever black charcoal ate.

"Wang!"

Black Charcoal stuck out his big tongue and licked the noodles happily, his saliva splashing from his food.

In the past, he didn't eat a bite of the food made by the white sleeves, not because of the bad taste, but because he didn't eat anything except what the master cooked.

In fact, the master's craftsmanship is also quite poor, there is no awareness of the poor family's children who are in charge early, and they can only make Yangchun noodles from childhood to adulthood, but he loves to eat them, and there is no reason.

Soon.

After eating noodles at the same time, Ye Ling quickly washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then went to school.

The journey to the school was very peaceful.

The Faceless Scholar did not exhibit irritating tailgating, presumably because he had found his place to live, and was plotting some shady intrigue in the shadows.

"I'm telling you, after you left last night, I wrote another set of test papers, and guess what?"

Mu Nanyi's face flushed, and when she saw Ye Ling's first face, she couldn't wait to share her excitement and happiness with him.

Ye Ling sat down in his seat, glanced at her, and asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Can't guess, what's wrong with you?

Mu Nanyi smiled and said: "I got two questions wrong, everything became normal! Later, there was a cool wind blowing me, but it was comfortable." ”

Mu Nanyi said as he spoke, and suddenly asked with a blank face: "Tell me, did you do it?" You deliberately sent me to sell milk tea yesterday. ”

She was very smart, and she faintly felt that something was wrong that night, how could there be such a coincidence, as soon as Ye Ling came, she became normal.

Isn't he another identity? For example, the immortals who appeared in the online novels she read?!

When Ye Ling heard this, he stared at her for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled.

"Do you want to hear a story?"

Mu Nanyi looked puzzled, but still nodded.

"I'll listen to what you say. ”

Ye Ling really said what happened last night, three points and seven points.

Mu Nanyi listened to it with relish, and her heart was shocked, and then she really took this as a story.

How can there be a ghost in the world? Onmyoji, even a person in his right mind, would not believe in such a treacherous ghost.

I spent the day happily.

Ye Ling returned home at dusk.

And then the heart is not so happy.

In front of his eyes, the ground was full of green mist, flying red flags, broken halberds and spears were everywhere like ancient battlefields, and there were miserable white lanterns suspended in the sky, and the faint green candles swayed gently in the wind.

Mountains and Seas: Shura Fantasy!

Hundreds of faceless scholars hung in the air, their tattered white robes hanging to the ground, and their breath was gloomy and compassionate, staring at the small villa by the Chu River.

"He's back!"

"He dares to come back?"

"How dare he come back!"

The faces that were so white that there were only black holes and big mouths left were turned around neatly, facing the young man who was carrying a book on his back.

It's not just faceless scholars.

In the Shura Illusion, there are some other youkai today, they have eyes, some are a pair, some have three, and they all have hot eyes on the boy.

"It's really him, the one who is at the peak of yang energy!"

"He lives in Lingbi City, right under our noses!"

"Divide and eat, share the feast of yang!"

The voices of countless demons came and went, greedy, frenzied, rampant, and tyrannical.

Ye Ling's ears were filled with countless voices, but he didn't look at them, walked straight home, and began to prepare dinner as always.

"There are really monsters looking for you, it was brought by the faceless scholar, there will be more and more, you better run away quickly. ”

Gu Xuanniao's voice was very eager, because if Ye Ling died, there was a chance that he would not survive, and a wisp of remnant soul would be torn apart and devoured by those lowly little demons, which made his heart heavy.

"Got it. ”

Ye Ling just replied like this, neither agreeing nor opposing.

"You flee to my Jiutou Mountain, I have a way to protect you, I don't want your yang energy!"

The bird made an eager sound again.

Ye Ling ignored him this time.

"The noodles are cooked. ”

He divided two bowls of noodles according to the custom, and began to feast with the black charcoal, as if there was no demon beside him, as if there was peace outside the house, the breeze and the moon, and there was no danger of terror at all.

"What the hell are you going to do?

The bird roared wildly in his head.

"Don't get excited, I'm always urging me to go to your Jiutou Mountain now, I definitely want to go, but not now. As for the outside...... There are no cowards, rabble, and they can't turn the sky. ”

Ye Ling chuckled and shook his head.

Gu Xuaniao suddenly stopped speaking, and fell into a great silence.

Ye Ling then began to practice sword practice day after day, and then took a pleasant bath.

But this time he didn't go to sleep right away.

He took a chair from the room, walked out of the door, and sat down in the open, closing his eyes and closing his eyes.

In the surging green mist, there were demon whispers.

"What is he doing? Came out to see us by himself, scared silly?"

A toad spirit loomed with a picture of searching the mountains on his back, and he carried a huge pipe, and his bulging cheeks spat out a puzzled smoke ring.

In fact, Ye Ling's posture was very clear.

I'm here.

If you want yang energy, then take it yourself.

"No! It's different now, the faceless scholar said! He has mastered the extremely vicious art of mountains and seas!"

The python's head, as large as a disc, poked out of the green mist, and octagonal snowflakes danced in its dark green eyes.

"A few days ago, the three brothers of Yang Ding Gong died for no reason, and it was an onmyoji of unknown origin who made a move, and it is likely that the person at the peak of yang energy is taking revenge. ”

This is a youkai completely hidden in the green mist, and a deep voice has a shocking news.

The demons were in an uproar, and the green mist rolled violently, showing their unbelievable agitation.

Yang Dinggong has a great reputation in Lingbi City, one is that he is righteous and does what he says, and the other is that his strength is indeed very strong, and he also belongs to the middle level among the hundreds of monsters in Lingbi City.

But he actually died, and he died with his two younger brothers, and some demons guessed that it was the hand of a person with peak yang energy.

"He is not afraid of us, he must be relied on! We must be careful not to act rashly!"

The demon group began to be afraid, a kind of fear of the unknown, and no one dared to strike first. They know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the one who makes the first move must be the most unlucky.

Even the person in front of them at the moment seemed to be actually asleep in his chair.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Ye Ling sat at the gate like that, and no demon dared to take the lead in disturbing him.

Sometimes the black charcoal goes out to see, sometimes arches the owner's toes, sometimes lies on the ground as if sleeping, and sometimes returns to the room to lick a few sips of water to drink.

At a certain moment, about an hour after Ye Ling came out and sat here.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his arm resting on the armrest, and his long, narrow eyes full of anger scanned the demons in the green mist, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on his face.

"A bunch of cowards. ”

Everywhere he went, the demon who forced him to lower his head in turn, which made him snort, and then patted the black charcoal head lying at his feet, and the dog also fell asleep bored.

"Master won't accompany you to blow the cold wind, you can play by yourself outside. ”

Seeing this, the demons looked at each other and were speechless for a long time, not because they were ashamed to bow their heads, they knew that they were not cowardly, they were following the demon's heart, also called congregation.

Another reason for their silence was that the people at the peak of their yang energy were really just under the eyes of all their demons, and walked back to sleep calmly.

But none of them intervened, and they all looked at the lights in the room, and then they dimmed and became silent.

The scene was silent for a long time, and a monster asked in a whisper.

"He's asleep, what's going on?"

"The faceless scholar has also contacted other monsters, and he hasn't had time to come yet, let's wait, there are too many of them, even if he is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he will still be eaten!"

"The more youkai come, the less we share!"

"Then you strike first, and we'll follow you!"

"Then let's wait, wait for a monster with the highest awakening level of mountain and sea arts to come. ”

The demon group finally agreed to this ridiculous decision, and the tumbling green mist suddenly returned to calm, quiet and terrifying......

And so on.

A few days later.