Jin Yongsheng rolled his eyes at Chen Xiaoqiang twice alone, secretly thinking that the master was really partial, so as soon as they met, he gave Chen Xiaoqiang a copy of "The Bodhisattva of the Earth Treasure King Bodhisattva Demon Suppression Method", which was very powerful just by listening to the name, but he never paid attention to his on-demand advice, he knew corporal punishment, and the master looked at Chen Xiaoqiang's nodding affirmative gaze at the moment, when did he appreciate himself once? The master can be kind to outsiders, but he always has a gloomy face towards himself, and he will have a thunderstorm when he is a little unhappy......

When Jin Yongsheng was complaining in his heart alone, Yinlong raised his eyes and saw the bad expression of the goods, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Yongsheng, didn't you say that you wanted to catch game for Jiabao to eat, and what are you still standing here?"

Catch game!

Master, can't you see that the rain is about to pour?

Jin Yongsheng blinked his eyes, hesitated slightly, and then keenly felt an invisible murderous aura emanating from the silver dragon's body.

Why is my brother's life so bitter!

Although Jin Yongsheng was bitter in his heart, he still plunged headlong into the growing rain curtain.

Under the mountain rocks, Yin Jiabao is still looking at the sky, and it seems that the sky is not raining, but blue.

Chen Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up, and he was standing aside and couldn't wait to look at the sheepskin scroll, where he was still in the mood to manage life and death.

The silver dragon watched Jin Yongsheng's figure disappear into the rain curtain, sat cross-legged under the rock, and slowly closed his eyes.

On the way to practice martial arts, smart people have smart people's practices, and stupid people also have stupid people's practices, Jin Yongsheng is not ordinary stupid in Yinlong's heart, but very stupid, and he memorized an immortal scroll for more than three years. Every day, the silver dragon tempers his physique with sword intent, what does Jin Yongsheng have of that seven-style sword? If this is changed to others, he will already achieve the skill of a kendo master. Although Jin Yongsheng did not have a sword in his hand, and the old man deliberately did not teach Jin Yongsheng too much martial arts, but only exercised his physique, but Jin Yongsheng's growth in martial arts was really slow, if it weren't for the silver dragon's wear-resistant heart, I am afraid that he would have been disappointed in Jin Yongsheng a long time ago.

Yinlong thought in his heart, since his apprentice couldn't achieve the sword, let him suffer more and sharpen it into a blunt hammer, but if he did this, Jin Yongsheng, who had never known his original intentions, would inevitably have a resentment and rebellion against him.

In the mountains and forests, under the pouring rain, Jin Yongsheng shuttled like an ape, and under him was the wolf king who was galloping rapidly.

After a while, Jin Yongsheng had already tied three wild pheasants with thin vines around his waist, and his clothes pockets on both sides were full of wild mountain mushrooms everywhere.

The wild boar was fat, and Jin Yongsheng stared at it, and began to chase after it.

Just now, under the mountain rock, Jin Yongsheng's dissatisfaction with the master silver dragon in his heart had already been vented by Jin Yongsheng in the hunt, although this guy occasionally had the heart of the silver dragon, but that kind of emotion rose quickly, and it didn't happen quickly. At this moment, Jin Yongsheng only thought about catching a few more game for Yin Jiabao, the silver fat man was greedy, and he was really tired enough today, and he had to have something good to make up for it.

When Jin Yongsheng, who was full of harvest and wet, returned to the bottom of the mountain rock, Yinlong closed his eyes and meditated without even opening his eyes; Yin Jiabao still maintained the posture of looking at the sky, but he did not move; Chen Xiaoqiang was also in a trance, and the light from his handsome eyes was extremely bright.

After Jin Yongsheng threw a pheasant to the White Wolf King as a reward, he threw down the wild boar tied to his feet with vines and the rest of the game on his body, and then turned around and walked to pick up a large pile of wood in the rain.

"Hey, Chen Xiaoqiang, the wood is too wet, you come and light the fire. After Jin Yongsheng put down the wood, he said to Chen Xiaoqiang angrily.

Chen Xiaoqiang's handsome eyes never left the sheepskin scroll, and after a free hand, the slender and white fingers dazzled people to fly in one go, and the pile of wood that had been watered by the rain suddenly burst into flames, the fire burned the wet wood, crackled, and sparks burst out from time to time.

Chen Xiaoqiang's hand flew to guide the fire, and Jin Yongsheng, who was about to lean out to pick up the wood, hurriedly jumped back, and was secretly shocked in his heart, Chen Xiaoqiang's fire became more and more perfect. After that, he rolled Chen Xiaoqiang's eyes fiercely, and secretly slandered himself, showing what kind of strength he was doing, as if others didn't know that you would use fire. In the blink of an eye, Jin Yongsheng forgot that he had let Chen Xiaoqiang light the fire.

When Chen Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand to perform that series of complicated fingerings, the silver dragon's eyes had already opened, and when the flames rose on the wood, the silver dragon nodded to himself. The old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is only a little more effort, Chen Xiaoqiang was able to fuse the first type of demon capture of the "Dizo King Bodhisattva Demon Suppression Heart Method" with his flame technique, Chen Xiaoqiang is extremely talented, and he is really rare in the world.

Turning his head to look at Jin Yongsheng, who looked like a villain had lost his mind and rolled his eyes, Yinlong's expression couldn't help but condense a little. If Jin Yongsheng's comprehension on the way of cultivation could be half as good as Chen Xiaoqiang's, Yinlong wouldn't have to bother so much.

Jin Yongsheng, who continued to prepare to do coolies on the side, naturally didn't notice that Yinlong shook his head and sighed with his expression, and after slandering Chen Xiaoqiang a hundred times in his heart, he grabbed the wild boar and wanted to roast it alive on the fire.

Woohoo!

A wild boar's howl resounded through the mountains and forests, and Yin Jiabao, who had been looking up at the sky for a long time, suddenly woke up.

"Brother Yong, Brother Yong, this wild boar can't be killed. Yin Jiabao turned his head and hurriedly grabbed Jin Yongsheng.

"Why?" Jin Yongsheng grabbed the wild boar that was struggling desperately on his own, and looked at Yin Jiabao with some strange eyes.

"This pig already has a baby piglet, you can let it live. Yin Jiabao spoke, regardless of whether Jin Yongsheng agreed or not, he just wanted to stop and snatch the wild boar from Jin Yongsheng's hands.

"How do you know it has a baby? I managed to catch this guy. Jin Yongsheng looked at the very obese wild boar and said without giving up.

"Jiabao is here to ask Brother Yong. Yin Jiabao saw that Jin Yongsheng was dragging the wild boar's leg and refused to let go, making a pitiful look, and there were tears faintly flashing in his small eyes.

"Okay, let it go, let it go. Just for a meal of wild boar, Jin Yongsheng couldn't see the boy crying, let alone his good brother Yin Jiabao, so he hurriedly let go of his hand.

"Brother Yong's move is very good, and the younger brother is respectful. Yin Jiabao instantly changed his smile, gave a deep salute to Jin Yongsheng, and then dismantled the soft rattan on the wild boar and released the wild boar.

The wild boar was free, spread his hooves and ran to the mountains and forests, and Yin Jiabao's face also showed an extremely happy expression.

Yinlong, who was sitting on the side, suddenly asked Yin Jiabao: "Jiabao, can you tell grandpa how you know that the wild boar is pregnant?"

"Grandpa Yinlong, everything in the world has a spirit, it is my generation that is dull, often unconscious, just now the wild boar cries miserably and complains, it is difficult for non-human parents to make a sound, the heavens have the virtue of a good life, the rain curtain is paused, Jia Bao sensed, so he begged Yong Ge'er to release the wild boar. Yin Jiabao turned around and said to Yinlong in a slow voice, the fat face that always gave people a sense of kindness was very similar to the look of the ancient sages when they preached powerfully.

Yinlong looked at Yin Jiabao for a long time, and a flush rose on his face. The old man was thinking at this time, God is kind to my Yin family, Yinjia Baosheng can perceive heaven and earth, it must be the reincarnation of a saint, and one day he will realize the Great Dao and cultivate back to the true body.

"Okay, good!" Yinlong's old face smiled, and after saying two words in a row, he closed his eyes again and said, "Eternal life, dry your clothes first." ”

"Oh. Jin Yongsheng answered, put down the pheasant in his hand, and immediately took off himself with only a pair of shorts on his body. Then he stuffed his clothes and pants into Yin Jiabao's hand and said, "Just bake." ”

Seeing Jin Yongsheng sweating all over his body, Yin Jiabao hurriedly took off his coat and draped Jin Yongsheng on his body.

Jin Yongsheng was physically strong, and this kind of rain and wet clothes were nothing compared to the fact that the silver dragon made him hold his breath in the icy mountain stream in winter. However, Jin Yongsheng, who has rarely been taken care of since he was a child, is still warm in his heart when he is cared for by Yin Jiabao.

Jin Yongsheng has been crawling in this mountain since he was born, there is no difference between the life of the beast and the beast, in the words of the silver dragon, this is also a kind of cultivation, boys can't be too delicate, no matter how harsh the environment is, they have to adapt, the important thing is to survive in the worst environment, everything else is secondary.

After more than half an hour, the pheasants, tree frogs, and wild mushrooms that had been roasted on the fire began to exud oil, and the overflowing aroma made people have an appetite when they smell it.

Yin Jiabao swallowed his saliva from time to time, he was really hungry after walking for more than half a day, and he didn't seem to have eaten since yesterday.

"Alright, it's ready to eat. As soon as Jin Yongsheng said this, Chen Xiaoqiang, who had been holding the sheepskin scroll and studying it like a demon, snapped and closed the scroll and walked over, and the silver dragon opened his eyes at the same time.