Now, Li Baiping is waiting for the moon god to appear again, and there is still half a month to go, and he is also studying what his strength is.

He didn't know what the strength of the Moon God was, but he was not afraid that the Moon God would have the strength of Ning Dan or even the King, and it would be easy to kill him with that level of strength, but he was not afraid.

Could it be that he doesn't know where to become stronger is actually his self-confidence? A person suddenly gains relatively strong strength, and his self-confidence will inevitably burst a little, and the original Xuanqi Gate head is an example, he doesn't want to become the second Xuanqi master.

But no matter how he corrected his mentality, there was always a voice in his heart telling him.

"You are the king, you are invincible!"

couldn't find a result from the research, so Li Baiping went back to shoot the house again.

It's still a handful of mud, but now when he palms down, this layer of mud disappears, because it has been photographed into an extremely thin layer, so thin that it is difficult to observe with the naked eye, this is not a powerful shot out, it also needs to be controlled, if someone else comes to shoot, it will definitely be a scene of mud splashing under one palm.

Li Baiping's palm, the ground was undamaged, as if he didn't slap it, but put that handful of mud into the space in his body.

After shooting for a long time, he only got a thin layer, and he could barely see that it was the shape of a brick, which was also the embodiment of Li Baiping's control, limiting the soil to a rectangle, so that a house could be built, and the house was not tired of boxy bricks? At the end of the day, he didn't make a picture, and what he said before could barely be seen that it was for Li Baiping, the result of a day can be seen by ordinary people.

At night, early the next morning, a petite figure slipped over quietly, of course, this quietly was what the figure thought it was.

"Oops!" the figure stomped and fell face to the ground, but her body stopped there at an incredible angle, and the small figure hung there with both hands, and was still a little afraid, holding on to the invisible, but able to support her own strength and stand up.

She knew that this was the power of the "God of Food", she was the little girl who asked Li Baiping what he was doing, and she also asked her father to take him home after Li Baiping fell into a coma, which Li Baiping also learned through the villagers.

Li Baiping turned his head at this time, smiled and asked, "Xiao Leyin, what's wrong, is it possible that you also want to play with mud?"

Le Yin shook his head quite seriously and said, "Brother God of Food, I want to learn immortal arts!"

"No, I can promise you other things, but you must not learn immortal arts!" Li Baiping's answer was categorical, there was no room for negotiation, Leyin's little face was about to cry out if he was aggrieved, Li Baiping was also soft-hearted when he saw it, but soft-hearted is soft-hearted, he would never let such a simple little girl embark on the road of cultivation.

In Li Baiping's view, the same is to enter the monastic world without a background, women have to face more cruel than men, the big deal for men is death, and they are still a good man in the next life, but women are different, it is easy to be taken captive by others as a furnace, and then it will be a day when life is worse than death.

Leyin's skin is a little dark and a little rough, but his facial features are upright, if his skin is better, he is definitely a little beauty, and this little thing about skin is not a matter at all in the cultivation world.

Leyin's pitiful pestle was there, and it looked like Li Baiping wouldn't leave if he didn't agree.

"Alas, if you come tomorrow, I will teach you. ”

Le Yin's eyes lit up, and there was no expression of grievance, and a smile was already on his face.

"I'll definitely come tomorrow!"

After saying that, he jumped away, and the happiest thing for the children was nothing more than that their wishes were fulfilled.

Li Baiping naturally didn't really want to teach her to cultivate, but he didn't tease her.

Leyin bounced home, with a smile on her face that couldn't be hidden, Leyin's mother naturally wouldn't fail to see it, although she didn't know what was going on, but she was so happy to see her daughter, she was naturally happy to be a mother.

"Yin'er, what's wrong, so happy, talk to my mother. ”

Le Yin grinned: "Brother God of Food has promised to teach me immortal arts!"

"Really!" Hearing this, Leyin's mother was also happy for her daughter, but then asked with a worried face: "Then don't you have to follow the God of Food?"

Leyin patted his chest and said confidently: "It's okay, I'll come back when I finish learning, Brother God of Food is very talkative!"

"But...... Let's wait until your dad comes back!"

"Why ......" Xiao Leyin was puzzled, isn't this a good thing, why doesn't her mother look happy? and her father's reaction made her even more confused.

"No, no, people are immortals, how can they teach you fairy arts, just accept you as a maid to warm the bed!"

"You can't say that, be careful of being heard by the immortals......"

"Anyway, no, absolutely not, how can our daughter warm the quilt for others!"

“......”

Xiao Leyin cried, she didn't understand her father's thoughts, in her opinion, her father just didn't want her to learn immortal arts.

Li Baiping didn't know anything about this farce, he was carving Xun wholeheartedly, he had never touched this thing before, but he had heard it many times, and he had seen it many times, he was trying to recall the appearance of Xun, the distribution of holes, and the reason why he decided to do Xun was also to hear others say that Xun is a hollow stone evolved, so this is easy to do, hollowing out the stone, in a few holes, it seems to be quite simple.

Under the control of Li Baiping, the production of this instrument is indeed simple, but his memory of Xun is vague after all, he can't remember the location of the hole clearly, so the sound of blowing out always makes him dissatisfied, and there are mountains of failures piled up next to him, until the next day, he chose one he thinks is the best from the Xun that piles up two hills, although the sound in his memory is not the same, but his Xun sound is not bad, it is considered to create a new musical instrument!

At dawn, the men in the village had already begun to come out to hunt, the women were in groups of three or two to do some fine work, and the children who had nothing to do also came out to play, but the music had not yet come, and Li Baiping did not shoot the house, so he held the most perfect Xun that took a day of hard work to make, sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the direction of the village in a daze, and then looked at the Xun in his hand from time to time.

After waiting for a long time, he finally determined that the music would not come, sighed, reluctantly put away the Xun, and returned to his post of shooting houses.