"Little master, get up, it's time for morning practice!" Early in the morning, Wang Yifan was sleeping soundly, and Hong Qiye shouted softly in Wang Yifan's ear.

"Hmm, hmm......" Wang Yifan agreed in a daze, but closed his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Little young master!" Hong Qiye raised his voice and shouted persistently.

Wang Yifan opened his eyes: "Ah, ah......"

"Little Master, Morning Refinement!" Hong Qiye continued to raise his voice, and a face full of vicissitudes and wrinkles approached Wang Yifan.

"Ah...... Get up!" Wang Yifan rolled over and rolled to the side, suddenly sobering up.

Hong Qiye refused to give up, and continued to bend down to Wang Yifan: "Little master, put it on!"

Wang Yifan jumped to the ground all of a sudden: "Wear it up, wear it up!"

Wang Yifan quickly bent down to pick up his clothes, and put them on his body indiscriminately: "Seventh Master, can you change your move...... That face of yours...... I'm really a little scared!" Hong Qiye had a deep scar on his old face.

"Little Master, it's time for us to go to cultivation!" Hong Qiye smiled. In addition to going out a few times a year, going in and out of the clouds and mist mountains to hunt spirit beasts and picking elixirs, Hong Qiye shouted Wang Yifan on time every day before the sun rose, perseverance, and never gave up without getting up. Faced with the persistence of the old man who depended on each other, Wang Yifan had no choice but to get up obediently.

The grandfather and grandson came to the courtyard, faced east, posed, and began to vomit.

At this time, the east was white, the night began to brighten, and the red sun was trying to break through the cage of the night and slowly rise.

Every day, when the sun rises, it is the peak of purple qi, and it is the best time to practice the Wang family's purple pole divine pupil skill.

The Purple Pole Divine Pupil Gong is divided into four layers: mustard seeds, subtle, vast, and spiritual. Mustard seeds are the size of things that can be seen, and the realm of things that can be seen is the cognition of the external volume of things. Subtlety refers to the ability to observe the inner structure of things and analyze their composition, vastness refers to the vastness and vastness of the observation area, and contemplation refers to the unity of divine consciousness and matter, reaching the deepest level of the realm.

Talisman making requires subtle depiction, so the cultivation of the Purple Pole Divine Pupil Gong is very important. But the Wang family can usually only cultivate to the first level, and this is enough for talismans.

Wang Yifan's expression was focused, he breathed and breathed quietly, and a trace of purple qi entered his body along his nostrils. A quarter of an hour later, Hong Qiye shouted, "Collect!" Wang Yifan slowly exhaled, and a touch of purple intent flashed in his eyes.

"Little young master, this Purple Pole Divine Pupil Skill is a secret that our Wang family does not pass on, and it must not be passed on!" Hong Qiye admonished.

"Well, ah......" Wang Yifan agreed inconsistently, looking at Hong Qiye with a bitter face.

Looking at the little young master's bitter face, Hong Qiye was also speechless for a while. The young master cultivated and forgot to sleep and eat, and he was drunk and didn't know the way back, but this little young master was the opposite, making his cultivation feel like killing him, and getting up every day was a battle.

"It's time to take a bath!" Hong Qiye reminded. Wang Yifan followed behind Hong Qiye slowly, dejected.

In the house, the maid had already cleaned up the room, and Hong Qiye waved his hand to let the maid retreat and close the door. Hong Qiye took out a large bucket from the storage ring on his hand, added water, and began to heat it, as the water temperature increased, Hong Qiye kept throwing some herbs, animals, insects, etc. into the bucket, and then took out six jade bottles, and poured out two drops of red or white or black liquid in each bottle.

Wang Yifan was shocked while watching: "A month ago, I only put one drop, but now it's two drops, this is the rhythm that wants to kill me!" Wang Yifan intuitively made himself hurt every time he died, and the thing that came back to life was the thing in this small bottle.

"Seventh Master...... I'm going to die!" Wang Yifan shuddered and looked at the small bottles in fear.

Hong Qiye looked at Wang Yifan and couldn't cry or laugh: "Little young master, this is not too painful." In the family, children from the age of five undergo this bath. There has never been anyone like you who can't stand it!" Hong Qiye looked at the little young master with some melancholy and sighed.

"Come on, come on, I'll cultivate...... Kill me!" What Wang Yifan couldn't stand the most was Hong Qiye's expression and tone, as if he was an unsuccessful man, and he was lamented by others for his misfortune and angry.

Wang Yifan immediately surrendered, his expression was tragic, he stripped himself naked three times and twice, and jumped into the basin generously in the face of death with great righteousness.

Hong Qiye smiled bitterly, as if he had done something cruel.

Wang Yifan soaked in the basin, grinned and shouted: "Come on, come on, kill me!"

The turquoise water rippled slightly, and the light shimmered, like naughty tadpoles, scrambling to burrow into Wang Yifan's body.

"Ah...... Yes...... Yes...... It's dead, it's going to die, I can't stand it, Seventh Master help!" Wang Yifan screamed like a pig.

Hong Qiye stood beside him, crying and laughing, with a helpless face.

"Hey, why did you start howling again? I haven't screamed like this for a few days, why are I howling again?" Lin Shiyi suddenly pushed open the door and poked his head in.

"I thought you were a little bit out of breath, hey, it's still that virtuous!" Lin Shiyi's face was full of disdain.

"There's a kind of you come down and try!" Wang Yifan showed no weakness, stalking his neck, like an aggressive little rooster.

"Hey, who hasn't opened up the pulse realm to come over!I've never seen you howl so well, and you're still a man!" Lin Shiyi sarcastically said.

"Little daughter-in-law, you have me! The consequences are very serious!" Wang Yifan solemnly warned.

"You're laughing at me......" Lin Shiyi let out a string of silver bell-like laughter.

Despised is this very serious! No one in the Lin family dares to despise themselves, except for this little witch.

"Bah, how dare you do this?" Wang Yifan stood up and pointed at Lin Shiyi angrily.

"Ahh

Wang Yifan laughed treacherously: "Sample, fight with me?"

"Lie down! you're going to die...... Lie down!" Lin Shiyi's face turned red.

"That'...... Are you still looking out through your fingers?" Wang Yifan muttered proudly.

"Lie down!" Lin Shiyi's face turned a little purple.

"You can turn around and go backwards!" Wang Yifan blinked his eyes, his expression was extremely honest, and he kindly reminded.

Lin Shiyi stomped his feet, turned around and ran out, and said hatefully: "Little ruffian, you are dead!"

"Hey, close the door, I'm afraid someone will peep!" Wang Yifan's voice chased Lin Shiyi.

"Get out of here!" Lin Shiyi angrily scolded the servant who rushed over after hearing the noise, and fled in embarrassment.

Wang Yifan glanced at Hong Qiye proudly, hummed a little song, and lay down again.

Hong Qiye looked at his little master more and more helplessly. For several years, these two people have come and gone, and neither of them obeys anyone. With the growth of his body, Wang Yifan gradually regained some disadvantages, but he still lost more and won less.

After lying down again, Wang Yifan began to hum again: "Hey-it hurts me to death! I can't live!" Wang Yifan's face was full of smug smiles, where was there a little unbearable?

Two hours later, in Wang Yifan's happy chirp, the water in the bathtub was clarified.

"Okay, come out!" Hong Qiye looked at the water in the bathtub and shouted with satisfaction.

Wang Yifan jumped up when he heard the sound and quickly put on his clothes.

"That's it for the last day, ...... for the next day" Before the words fell, Wang Yifan had already rushed out of the house.

"Where are you going?" Hong Qiye chased out and shouted. "I'm going to see what the hell the little witch is angry now!"

Wang Yifan didn't look back, and ran away with a scream.