Cang Lian rubbed his waist with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other hand and pounded the pillow: "Hmm...... Damn, in this way, I just can't see the little demon?"

I can't see it, how can I trick him into helping me replenish my demon soul in the future?

Thinking like this in my heart, my voice suddenly became smaller, and I subconsciously thought about it: "I don't know if it ......matters if the little demon's soul is broken."

Listening to her broken thoughts, Feng Se finally pondered the taste.

She suddenly turned to look at the miniature version of the old friend on the bed, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly: "What did you just say......? It turned out to be the spirit pet raised by Tian'er's side?!!"

In the end, her voice couldn't help but raise a few points.

This bastard not only abused the fox raised by Pei Qingyun for four days and four nights.

Now ordinary foxes are no longer enough to hide her beastly desires, and now they have actually extended their claws to the spiritual pets beside her personal disciples!

And so on and so forth!!

She remembered that the spirit pet beside her beloved disciple had not yet taken shape, although at that time she was very confused and shocked by her beloved disciple's sudden rise to raise a spirit fox.

In this life, Yin Si has no other hobbies except for enlightenment and practice, and the ancient scriptures.

No...... It's not so much a hobby, but rather that she doesn't have the slightest interest in anything other than spiritual practice.

Even when she adopted Zhifeng, she raised it indifferently.

In the years when Zhifeng, who was lively and active, left Yaofeng for the first few years, he almost didn't raise her in the past.

Until later, a person and a phoenix went down the mountain to practice, and the phoenix was kidnapped by the evil cultivator because of a moment of playfulness, and was ready to refine into the Ding.

At that time, Xiao Si was only twelve years old, and he was alone with a sword, killed the evil cultivator demon mountain, and exchanged an injury for Zhifeng.

Since then, Zhifeng has gradually become accustomed to being close to her and spending every quiet time with her.

But Feng Se, who knows the character of his disciple, knows that Yin Si is a responsibility, not a love, for the phoenix.

And that day, when she was outside the small pavilion building of the autumn rain Wutong, she saw a little fox sitting under her.

also specially made a small low table case for him, in the breeze of the fallen leaves, one person and one fox copied the scriptures at the same time, the love was far away, and there was a lot of vitality.

Yin Si inadvertently, when she lowered her eyes slightly, the love revealed at the ends of her eyebrows and eyes was afraid that she didn't even notice it.

There are really not many things that can make her lover reveal such a gaze, and she searches the Seven Realms.

As far as her apprentices are concerned, either they don't love this thing, they are completely despaired, and they stay away from right and wrong.

But once you have moved your heart and become interested in that thing, it will be until death.

She, a teacher, is just a spiritual pet, and she is naturally happy to fulfill it.

Who would have thought that there would always be people in this world who love to be weird.

She asked with an ugly face: "But this seat remembers that the spirit pet of Tilter is only sixteen years old, and it has not yet reached the day of transformation." ”

Cang Lian's two straight snow-white calves kicked back and forth on the bed, and the old lady's vision of choosing a fox was naturally not too bad.

That little demon is very talented, and it is difficult to find an example in the ages, if you, an old woman, knew that he had successfully transformed at the age of fourteen, she would definitely drop her jaw in shock, right?

But why did the old lady tell you?

So, she replied: "Well, what kind of person are you and me, the ancient demon, igniting a spirit fox into an adult form, it's not a matter of being able to catch it." ”

Feng Se's face instantly turned extremely weird, and he couldn't help but feel a little heavier in his heart for the demon boy

Painful mercy.

In order to vent his animal desires, this bastard thing of feelings actually didn't ask for the reason, and directly boosted you.

If you are entangled by such a guy, you are afraid that you will have a lot of disasters in the future.

But it's a ......

She has always been unapologetic to men, and after tonight's incident, I am afraid that this fox will not stay long after leaving Yao Peak.

In the early morning, a round of the rising sun slowly rises in the east.

The heavy snow on Jiuqi Mountain, which has been continuous for months, has finally stopped, and although the mountain wind is still mixed with a slight chill, the spring scene has already shown signs of recovery.

It will not take much time for the spring breeze to gradually rise, the flowers will bloom and warm, and the mountain cherry blossoms will be dyed through the forest.

The water lotus raised in the courtyard of the sycamore in the autumn rain has a very good effect.

When he woke up from a dream, Ling Tiansu only felt that the pain caused by the countless inexplicable sword wounds in his chest had disappeared a lot.

When I woke up, my side was empty, and only a faint residual cold fragrance was scattered in the pillow.

Ling Tiansu carefully stretched his waist and looked at the woman in white in the morning light of the window lattice.

The side face is quiet and beautiful, a head of green silk is covered with fragrant shoulders, and it is not tied, and there is a great sense of elegance between the eyebrows and eyes.

Xue Yan's skin was covered with a light layer of gold under the warm morning sun, making her shine like a stunning celestial.

The fingers with even bones hold the jade pen lightly, and the sound of the pen rustles quietly, which makes people feel different and comfortable, quiet and far-reaching.

Ling Tiansu, who was lying in the quilt, glanced at his paws, and when he copied the scriptures with her on weekdays, he used his paws to hook the brush, although the words he wrote were not ugly, but he faintly felt that if he wrote by hand, the handwriting should look much better.

When this thought came to his mind, he kicked the quilt away with his paws, and the light flashed.

Hearing the movement on his side, Yin Si tilted his eyes slightly, and his eyes swept lightly on his body without clothes to cover him, and said calmly: "Put on your clothes first, and then go rinse your mouth and wash your face." ”

Ling Tiansu looked down, but a set of white-clothed Taoist robes was neatly folded in his hand.

Hair bands, waists, underwear and shirts are all available, and the styles are almost the same as those on the hidden body, regardless of the styles of men and women.

He took off his shirt in a daze, held it on his lap, and tilted his head to look at it for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Yin Si frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Ling Tiansu's fingertips gently brushed the golden phoenix sleeves on his shirt, and said thoughtfully: "I seem to be ...... I vaguely remember that somewhere, you once gave me such a set of clothes, and the picture seems familiar......"

"Click......"

The jade pen between his fingers was crisply broken in two, and the hidden face was still faint and did not change at all.

She calmly replaced a new slender jade pen, the plain and elegant tip of the pen absorbed the ink, and continued to write very naturally, seemingly unintentionally, "Oh? What do you remember?"

Ling Tiansu tried to recall: "Hmm...... There is Zhifeng digging a pit in the snow to bury himself, and there is a big ice bed, and there are a lot of black and white rags on the ice bed, huh...... And also...... There are also broken ice chains, and a very cold ice bed blooms with a beautiful red snow plum, hmm...... And ......"

Later, he paused.

This time, the jade pen in his hand was not broken, but Yin Si's eyes flashed slightly, and he found that the scriptures copied on the rice paper had actually been copied one line.

After more than ten years of practice, this is the first time she has made such a low-level mistake.

The pen hovered over the paper, she calmly stared at his eyes, and suddenly the conversation changed and asked, "Did you dream last night?"

Ling Tiansu was slightly stunned, and then his face was a little dazed: "It seems that there is...

...”

Yin Si snorted: "What you just said is the dream you had last night. ”

Ling Tiansu showed a relieved smile: "So that's the case, I'll just say? How is it possible, phoenix, you love cleanliness so much, how can you stand in the snow without clothes and shoes." ”

With a snap, the jade pen fell heavily on the case, and Yin Si poured a cup of tea and drank it calmly.

Damn! What this guy remembers about the past!

The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Ling Tiansu was no longer entangled, and got dressed and stayed, but found that there were no shoes.

Also, the clothes are loose and can be worn together, but the size of the shoes is different.

I had to go barefoot, tie the knot at the end of my long hair with a headband, wash and clean up, and then rub it to my low table to prepare for today's morning class to copy.

Although copying Buddhist scriptures may seem very simple, in fact, there are only three Buddhist scriptures on the shelves.

Yin Si has been copying in the morning for ten years, but he can only finish copying one of them.

These three Buddhist scriptures are the inheritance exercises of Liyaofeng, which seem to be just ordinary three Buddhist scriptures, but in fact, they are the true meaning of the supreme spiritual level exercises of the phoenix, which are divided into upper, middle and lower.

The upper part is called "The Burning Heaven Sutra".

The middle part is called "Yang Yan Sutra".

The lower part is called "The Interpretation of the Ember Sutra".

Although it is said that the scriptures are copied, as long as the scholar has a little ink in his stomach, he can finish copying these three scriptures in just half a day.

But in the end, what was copied was only a superficial text, nothing more than a waste manuscript piled up by thousands of words.

It took Yin Si ten years to pour, and when she put pen to paper and copied the first word, the meaning of yang in her body was like the scorching true fire in the Nine Heavens, almost burning her body to the ground.

That was the first sign of her practice against her physique.

But that doesn't affect the fact that she's a genius.

But in this short period of time, she didn't expect that Ling Tiansu, with a fox posture, would be able to reveal the true meaning of the scriptures.

Although the entire scripture was copied for the first time, only two words remained on the rice paper in the whole scripture, and the rest of the scriptures were burned to ashes, but it was enough to shock Yin Si for a long time.

After more than ten days, he has been able to control the true meaning of the five-character scripture.

You must know that even the contemporary palace master of the Phoenix Fall Palace has spent 10,000 years, and he has only learned two of these three scriptures.

Feng Se has a thin blood of divine descendants in his body, and he is not pure.

Only by spending 10,000 years and studying hard can we have such a status today.

Ling Tiansu just spread the rice paper on the small table, swept his afterglow, and suddenly smiled: "Phoenix, your cup is empty." ”

Yin Si Tian coughed lightly, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

She hummed faintly, put down her teacup, and pushed another plate of food from the table.

Well, there's chicken thighs, pork rib noodles, and beef kidneys.

She got up so early and went to make him breakfast again.

Ling Tiansu gladly accepted it, and was about to bring it over and put it in his seat.

Yin Si tilted but suddenly got up, moved the futon under him to the right, then sat down, gently patted the empty table on his side with his bare hand, and said lightly: "Let's eat here, your table is too low." ”

The low table for the fox was indeed a bit laborious to use in his current posture.

(ps: Today is Xiaowang's sake, especially for a certain young man who is in love with Shaohua "despair", come on, !!)