Even if he is a blind man, he should also see that this scene is not something that a master of national arts can make. But according to his intuition, Yi Lao has no ill will towards him; if he has malicious intentions, what is the reason for his unlucky appearance now? An Xiaoqi, who saw a little bit of his eyes, sat down frankly and sat down again, and smiled at Yi Lao: "Are you going to make a big news?"

Yi Lao pointed at An Xiaoqi's chest: "It doesn't matter what I want to do, the key is what you want." ”

What kind of Zen machine is this, Xiao Qi looked at him: "You are really not a mortal, but I don't understand, with my current appearance of no long things, where is it worth your green eyes? And you have been here for ten years, why..."

Yi Lao, who has always been indifferent, clasped his hands together at this moment, showing a trace of imperceptible entanglement, and he said slowly: "I know you have many questions to ask now, but ....."

But because of some reasons that can be said and can't be said, or because they know in advance that they are not good for themselves, they can't tell themselves, right? This is the standard answer of fantasy novels, and this routine is familiar to you! An Xiaoqi threw away the corn twice, pulled out an iron skewer and held it upside down, aimed it at his throat, his eyes widened, and he said sharply: "If you don't say it, I'll stab!"

Yi Lao's eyebrows jumped, and he didn't notice what was going on, and the iron stick jumped out of thin air from An Xiaoqi's hand and flew far away, and he said: "Next time, don't blame me for pumping you." ”

Xiao Qi sneered, learned to touch his head with a crayon, sat down in a proper manner like a primary school student in class, and listened to Yi Lao's clear voice: "Since you are in a hurry to know, then I will pick up something that can be said and tell you." ”

"At that time, you were just born, and an old friend entrusted you to me. Yi Lao's first sentence shocked Xiao Qi stupidly, causing him to miss a large paragraph later, and only when he came back to his senses did he hear Yi Lao say: "....There is a lot of inconvenience, so I want to entrust the three-year-old you to a family in the mountains, and push it by numbers, you are a smart and agile child, and you are good at acting, the only thing to worry about is that your temperament is too neutral and peaceful, once you have a small success, you will be self-contained, and it is difficult to move forward consciously, so I chose the most high-spirited family that can temper you, and I will not hesitate to .....work on my muscles and bones."

It's really accurate, Xiao Qi, who has the experience of being in his thirties in later generations, secretly said to himself: It's all right! No wonder, he wants to hand me over to my scumbag adoptive father to adopt, and the reason for this is to develop a character- Indeed, because of the bumpy experience in childhood, he went crazy after he walked out of the countryside, desperate, seizing every opportunity to change his fate, which was also the most meaningful time in his life; Hey, slow down, is this how he was reborn?

I missed another paragraph in my thoughts, until I unconsciously sank my fingers deep into my thighs, waking Xiao Qi up in pain, and Yi Lao's voice seemed to fall from the clouds and fell into my ears again: "....my mind is gradually opening up, I decided to pass on some skills to you in the past two years, but unfortunately the qualifications are slightly worse, and the soul is also fragile, you can't carry the magic of my sect, and you have to take external body fitness techniques such as "Zama Qi Training" and "Bao Hu Jue" to practice for you. ”

Speaking of this, Yi Lao Xian's face showed a rare hint of joy: "Fortunately, God has mercy, your kid has been created, and his soul has more than doubled, and my mantle should be passed on to you!"

He patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Since you are the person chosen by us, you will definitely be invincible in the future." I only ask you, if he can fulfill his ambition one day, what will he ask for?"

Xiao Qi had a breath of hot air in his chest, and he rushed out and said: "I want to be rich in the world and create a big harem!"

Yi Lao's smile froze, and he was speechless for a moment, obviously looking like he had been greatly hit, and then he actually opened his mouth to teach him a lesson: "Such a humble and worthless trivial matter is also worthy of being announced?"

Xiao Qi didn't know how many times he had become demented today, he held back the shame in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I want to rule the world and let the earth rotate in my control!"

Yi Lao waved his hand to extinguish the fire in front of him and began to clean up the mess, but he still shook his head when he heard the words: "Although it is a good thing to be down-to-earth, it is inevitable that you are too ambitious." ”

An Xiaoqi was about to cry: What the hell did I say, this is still not ambitious? I have a thirty pound mole on my palm-sized chest, what else should I say? Teacher, uncle, don't you play with me, okay? He waited for a long time, put his hand to clean up the earthen stove, and saw that Yi Lao was looking at him again, he thought for a long time, and said like a monkey brother: "Then....can you have immortality?"

I didn't want to hear that Yi Lao stroked his palms: "That's it, if the Dao heart is like this, there is something appreciable." It is like a grasshopper dying at night, weak as a summer insect and ending in a season, but the small year does not know the big year; the strong is 8,000 years old for spring, 8,000 years old for autumn, and it is far more than the morning fungus cockroach. We immortal cultivators are asking for longevity. With this as the foundation, nothing can be done!"

"Repair... Cultivating immortals?"

A good night's sleep, the next day was another sunny day, An Xiaoqi, who still had a little fatigue, was woken up on time by the biological clock in his body, at this time the morning light in the east was twilight, he groped for the clothes at the head of the bed to get up, but it was a set of neatly folded new clothes, he hurriedly put them on and rushed out.

The plan to make breakfast for the teacher, by the way, was obviously bankrupt, and a breakfast was already set up in the cafeteria on the first floor of the farmhouse. Egg and soy milk buns, and even a chicken leg, are still steaming, and there are two big words on a white paper on the table that are prominent: "Finish eating." ”

It's not been so rich in days, but it's a little too much. After taking a bite of the bun, Xiao Qi's eyes widened unconsciously, and the mellow taste instantly exploded on the tip of his tongue! It was so good, this bun was really outstanding, after the shrimp balls and meat were crushed into a filling puree, they maintained their elasticity, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves came from nowhere, mixed together and blended just right, and the mouthful of the lips and teeth left a fragrance. This plate of steamed buns is so delicious, but it doesn't shine?

He peeled another egg and put it in his mouth, and after only one bite, a stream of heat melted down his tongue, without a trace of fishy smell, not even the graininess of egg yolk, but there was a sweet fragrance that permeated it, and the indescribable taste was almost intoxicating. An Xiaoqi enjoyed it in his mouth, and picked up another one in his hand to look at it: Is this really an egg?

None of the simple breakfasts were ordinary, the taste was so extraordinary, Xiao Qi wondered if it was made by the God of Food. Originally, I was afraid that the amount would be a little too much and it would be wasted, but as soon as I started eating, I couldn't show it, and finally stood up with my mouth wiped, and there was really nothing left.

Walking into the courtyard, Master was standing in the middle of the courtyard, facing the morning sun with his hands behind his back, and the golden sunlight hit him, pulling out a long shadow. In a corner of the courtyard, an uncle was sweeping the floor in the courtyard with a big broom, and when he saw Xiao Qi coming, he quickly stopped and saluted him.

After saluting Master, Master Yi hummed and did not turn around. Xiao Qi rolled up his sleeves and walked in front of the uncle, and wanted to take the broom to make a performance: "Uncle, I'll come." ”

I didn't think about it, but the uncle didn't appreciate it, took two steps back with a broom, lowered his head in awe, and didn't speak. At this time, the master's voice came from afar: "Since you are my apprentice, don't respect him so much, he can't afford it, go to the back." Xiao Qi was stunned, and the uncle had already gone with a broom.

Xiao Qi, who was confused, returned to the back of the master, stood up in an orderly manner, and asked Xiaoyi: "Master, who is that uncle, does he owe you a lot of money?"

The master turned around, and the dazzling sunlight was behind the master, so dazzling that Xiao Qi couldn't open his eyes: "It's just a Taoist soldier, his cultivation is extremely poor, his cooking skills are acceptable, and he can barely use it." Are you feeling better today?"

I'll go, that uncle who doesn't look good is Brother Eater, but what is a Taoist soldier? An Xiaoqi patted his chest, saying that he was very good, and then remembered something, and tactfully expressed his worry: His beast adoptive father is missing a free slave long-term worker, so he has to go all out to look for it, and it will not be good if he finds this place and causes trouble to the master.

Master Yi deserved to be the owner of the best farmhouse in history, so he didn't take it to heart, and said indifferently: "The hard work is over, he is useless, if he comes to the door, it will be great." ”