"Oh, what's the matter?" the boy-like dragon carp 'Covering the Sea Great Sage' asked curiously, staring at his round eyes.

The Giant Deer King's 'Exorcism Great Sage' smiled knowingly, and said kindly: "I am afraid that it can only be because of your runaway son who can make the Great Sage of Muyi put down his body and beg for someone, right?"

The entire demon clan knows that the son of the Great Sage of Muyi is a rare genius in the Demon Forest for hundreds of years, who has not reached the cultivation of the Great Sage, but can turn into a human form. It is called the hope of the demon race.

But a few days ago, the hope of this demon clan ran away from home and ran into the world of the human race alone, how could this not be the worry of the great sage of the mother?

The purple bee 'Mother Rite Great Sage''s face sank, and he said hatefully: "If it weren't for that strange disease, how could my son run away from home?"

"Hey...... God is jealous of talents!" At this time, Qingji interjected, but there was a can't help but smile between the words.

Holding back his laughter, Qing Ji shook his head and sighed: "As a bee-like demon beast, I have such a serious phobia of dense objects, as long as I return to the honeycomb, I will vomit and faint more than once I return to the honeycomb...... No wonder this kid ran away from home......"

"Hmph!" The purple bee 'Muyi Great Sage' flicked his golden sleeves and snorted coldly: "If you can't find my son on this trip, you two won't want to stop living in the future!"

After that, the purple claw bee 'Mother Ritual Great Sage' turned around and took off, and suddenly turned into a purple claw bee in the sky again, like a dark cloud covering the sky, floating into the distance.

Leaving the giant deer king 'Exorcism Great Sage' and the dragon carp 'Fuhai Great Sage' who looked at each other.

......

Momo Shan Shuibo, Hunter Academy.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

At the foot of Momoyama, it is already summer, but the sunshine of Momoyama is not like a blazing sun, but as warm as spring. The breeze came slowly, blowing the peach blossoms in the sky, and the fragrance was fragrant.

At this time, the flat-headed brother was rolling on the ground boredly, chasing the colorful butterflies flying around. On the other side, Tang Xian stood quietly in the center of the clearing, his eyes slightly closed, and the firewood knife in his hand was already raised above his head, but he did not drop the knife, just like a statue.

In front of Tang Xian was a hard stone slab, on which was a fist-sized mass of cotton, the cotton had been completely kneaded, and there were knife marks on it that had not been restored, obviously it had been destroyed many times.

Quiet, very quiet. Except for the sound of the wind blowing in the woods, there is almost no sound in the depths of the peach paradise.

After about half an hour, Tang Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and the firewood knife held high above his head slashed across the sky without warning, and chopped down, just chopping the cotton on the stone slab.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, Tang Xian's firewood knife and bluestone slab burst out with a string of dazzling sparks.

After the knife was completed, Tang Xian flipped his wrist, took the firewood knife back behind him, and then leaned down slightly, staring at the ball of cotton with his eyes.

The cotton still hadn't been halved, but the place where it came into contact with the blade had been flattened, but as Tang Xian moved the firewood knife, the cotton stretched out little by little and became fluffy.

"It's hard! it's too hard......" Tang Xian shook his head and sighed.

In the past, when I was chopping firewood, I could cut firewood for three days in one day's work. But now practicing knives and cutting cotton, in order to enter that kind of mysterious artistic conception, it takes almost half an hour for every knife Tang Xian, and all distracting thoughts can be put aside to cut a knife.

But how difficult is it to put aside all distractions?

This is equivalent to every knife being preoccupied, exerting all of your energy, and not having half a distraction in your mind. In this way, Tang Xian practiced knives, and he could only swing ten knives at most every day, whether it was time or energy, it was only enough for him to swing ten knives.

For this reason, Tang Xian once consulted Zhao Gouhe, who swung his sword 3,000 times a day, what was he thinking about when he practiced swords?

However, Zhao Gou simply replied with two words: "Think of the sword"!

In other words, with the same concentration on practice, Tang Xian could only swing ten swords a day, while Zhao Gou was able to swing his sword three thousand times.

Facing Zhao Gou, who only had a sword in his heart, Tang Xian asked himself if he could do it.

At this time, it was already noon, and in the morning, Tang Xian only cut out five knives, but he was already exhausted, and he felt that his temples were swollen with pain, which was not physical fatigue, but caused by spending too much mind.

Tang Xian casually stuck the firewood knife on the ground, sat down, glanced at Zhao Gou, who was still practicing swordsmanship next to him, and sighed ashamedly.

At this moment, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky and slammed into the land not far from Tang Xian with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the peach blossoms flew, and the strong vibration made the whole earth tremble, and the deafening sound of impact echoed throughout the mountain forest.

But in the face of all this, Tang Xian was accustomed to it, and he didn't have any surprise or panic, because he knew that all this was caused by his own master who was too lazy to take a step.

Sure enough, the peach blossoms and dust dispersed, and it was clearly visible that the impact was in the center, and the huge horse chopping knife was inserted obliquely, because of the huge strength, half of the blade was deeply immersed in the ground, and near the position of the knife handle, there was a person standing crookedly, holding a wine jug in his hand, as if drunk, and walked down slowly.

It was Zhao Ye.

The sloppy Zhao also seemed to be too lazy to walk, so he sat directly on the ground, leaning on the horse chopping knife with his back, and shook his head fiercely, trying to dispel the drunkenness on his head.

Seeing this, Tang Xian hurriedly picked up a bamboo tube from the bluestone slab, opened the stopper, took small steps, ran to Zhao Ye's side, and said with a smile: "Master, drink this honey water to relieve hangover! The honey was taken out of the forest in the east by Wang Ermad a few days ago, so it is fresh!"

It's not so much the honey that Wang Er is crazy to dig out, but the honey that Wang Er is crazy to buy with his life.

After digging out the nest of honey, Wang Ermad was surprisingly not bitten all over his body. But because of the terminally ill dense phobia, I fainted for two days, and I didn't eat a drop of water, and I vomited whatever I ate.

In Wang Ermad's words, this can be regarded as risking his life to show loyalty to Tang Xian.

Zhao Ye didn't say a word, snatched the bamboo tube from Tang Xian's hand, and poured it with a big gulp.

Honey is peach blossom nectar, which is the sweetest. The water is a clear spring of Momoyama, and it is very clear. Soaked in honey water, it is very sweet.

Quench hangover, quench thirst and quench heat.

The overflowing honey water flowed down Zhao Ye's stubble, wetting a large collar, and after a while, all the honey water in a bamboo tube was poured into Zhao Ye's stomach.

After drinking the honey water, Zhao also threw the bamboo tube casually and raised his head, it can be seen that the drunkenness in his eyes has receded a lot, and he has regained his clarity.

Tang Xian asked, "I don't know what the master has to do?"

You must know that when Tang Xian saw Zhao Ye the most, he was half-sleeping.

Able to semi-lie and never sit, can sit and never stand, can stand and never move. Even going down and up the mountain, he was flying around with the big sword thrown by the senior brother Longli snapping turtle.

can let Zhao Ye go down the mountain, there is definitely something to find Tang Xian.

Zhao also said listlessly: "Preach, teach, and solve doubts!"

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