"These bunnies are neither big nor small," said the old drunkard, standing up and turning to the butcher knife, "stinky boy, let's go back." ”

At this time, Tu Xiaodao's body had no breath at all, completely like a flurry boy with no cultivation, but this was definitely not his intention.

"Master, why are you always carefree?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"The road of cultivation is extremely difficult and dangerous, if you have a sad face all day long, how boring is it? There is sunshine in your heart, this world is full of sunshine, and if you are open-minded and look at the world, you will have a lot less troubles and entanglements!" The old drunkard looked at the butcher knife, "Stinky boy, you must be an open-minded person on the road of cultivation, there is wine today and drunk today, and there is a wonderful world in drunkenness!"

"Here, take a sip. The old drunkard handed over the gourd.

Tu Xiaodao took the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip, he felt a surge of heat from the dantian, making his limbs extremely comfortable.

"Master, this wine ......"

"There is a wonderful land in the wine, it is insignificant, it is insignificant, it ......is insignificant" In the night, an old man and a young man went to the dining room with a smile, and the butcher knife actually showed a rare relieved smile.

The old drunkard knows that such a demon-level genius needs to be polished carefully and patiently, and he must polish it without a trace of impurities.

Unlike the first time he practiced, he directly crossed the Qi refining period, and then caused the amazing talent of the celestial phenomena, after entering the foundation building period, the cultivation progress of Tu Xiaodao seemed to be a little slow, and he followed the old drunkard to the back mountain every day to practice Tuna, and after two months, Tu Xiaodao only broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, but the so-called "slow" is only relative to the cultivation speed of his Qi refining period, and this speed is also quite terrifying for others.

Tu Xiaodao is not an official disciple of Luoxiamen, Mu Ci has the heart to teach Tu Xiaodao to practice, but he is afraid of being known by the master of Luoxia Gate, Luoxia Sect Master is an extremely stubborn and pedantic person, if the private transmission of the law is known by Luoxia Dao people, I am afraid he will not be able to tolerate Tu Xiaodao.

But the old drunkard is different, he is the senior brother of the Luoxia Daoist, even if he teaches the cultivation of slaughtering the knife, the Luoxia Daoist will definitely turn a blind eye and will not embarrass the old drunkard. Unlike others, Mu Ci always felt that the old drunkard was not simple, as if the master of the door was more or less jealous of the old drunkard.

Mu Ci would always take some fruit wine to "bribe" the old drunkard in his spare time, and when he mentioned that he should teach the practice of slaughtering knives, the old drunkard would be sloppy: "Well, it's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

On this day, Mu Ci quietly asked Tu Xiaodao: "Xiaodao, did Grandpa teach you to practice?" because Mu Ci couldn't feel the slightest breath on Tu Xiaodao.

"Mother, what kind of practice?" blurted out the word "mother", and the knife Fang Jue broke his word.

"Eh!" Mu Ci replied crisply.

Xiaodao's face was happy: "You will be my mother in the future?"

Mu Ci nodded lovingly.

"Little knife, did the old guy teach you to practice?"

"There is nothing but teaching the children to meditate in the back mountains, then chopping wood or carving white radishes in the kitchen. Tu Xiaodao said.

"This old guy actually tricked me!" Mu Ci looked angry, and then she said to Tu Xiaodao: "Xiaodao, you will ask that old thing later, obviously promised to teach you to practice, why did you break your promise?" Mu Ci has a motherly mentality, and wants Xiaodao to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, this mentality is the same as that of the parents in the mortal world, they are all looking forward to Jackie Chan, so they pity the parents of the world.

Mu Ci explained to Xiao Dao and left, and then Xiao Dao came to ask the old drunkard: "Master, I have been in the dining room for more than two months, why don't you teach me to practice just chopping wood and carving turnips?"

"Hehe, stinky boy, when are you not practicing in the dining room?"

"This ...... This is also called cultivation? I see that my senior brothers and sisters practice spells and fly with swords, so that's called practice!"

"Stinky boy, this is all Mu Ci taught you to speak, right? Those are silver pewter spear heads, which are useless! You have learned all the cooking skills I have taught you, and I promise you to crush them." ”

"Really?" butcher blinked, "Grandpa, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Okay, you stinky boy, how dare you doubt grandpa, hurry up and cook for me!" roared the old drunkard.

Early the next morning, the old drunkard said to the butcher knife, "Stinky boy, you don't have to work in the dining room today. ”

"Huh?" Tu Xiaodao looked at the old drunkard with a pair of big confused eyes.

"In this way, more than two thousand miles southwest of our Luoxia Peak, there is a Demon Jiao Ridge, and there are many strange beasts on the ridge, you go there and get me some wild things back today. ”

"Grandpa, don't we have a spirit beast garden in Luoxiamen?" Tu Xiaodao asked weakly.

"Game, game, understand?" said the old drunkard, blowing his beard and glaring, his saliva almost squirting into the face of the butcher.

"But, but Demon Jiaoling is so far away from Luoxia Peak, how can I get there?"

"Yes, you are only in the middle stage of foundation building, and you can't resist the sword yet, so you can only use the Dao talisman to go there. The old drunkard said to the butcher knife, "Stinky boy, how have you carved that turnip these days?" ”

The old drunkard threw a one-foot-long white radish to the butcher knife, the butcher knife put it on the long case, took out the pig-killing knife on his waist, and saw the butcher knife dancing, and the pig-killing knife in his hand flew up and down, and after a long time, the white radish was carved into a four-hoofed flying horse, lifelike Pegasus, but this Pegasus had no eyes, as if it could break through the air as long as it had a pair of eyes.

I saw the old drunkard flick his fingers, turned into a knife, and carved the eyes for this Pegasus, and there was a horse neighing in the ears of the butcher knife, and the Pegasus carved from the white radish turned into a white air mass, and the air mass condensed into the image of a Pegasus, and he wanted to volley away, but he was trapped by the old drunkard with Yuan Li.

This series of changes dazzled Tu Xiaodao, and Tu Xiaodao was dumbfounded: "Grandpa, you are so powerful!"

"No," the old drunkard shook his head, "you did most of this Pegasus talisman, and I just used a little strength to ignite it, grandpa." ”

"Every day in the dining room, you practice?" Tu Xiaodao realized.

"Well," the old drunkard smiled, "the stinky boy has finally figured it out!"

Then the old drunkard took out a small white bottle, "Drink," said the old drunkard.

"Grandpa, what is this?" asked Knife.

"This is jade liquid, although it will not directly help your cultivation, but it can let you know a lot of interesting things. The old drunkard smiled evilly.

Tu Xiaodao took the white vial, raised his neck and drank the jade liquid in the bottle, this should be regarded as a spiritual elixir, as soon as the jade liquid was swallowed, a huge amount of information about this world quickly rushed to Tu Xiaodao's sea of knowledge.

A huge amount of information poured into Tu Xiaodao's sea of knowledge, which was a huge test for his soul, and Tu Xiaodao couldn't help shouting under the pressure of this spiritual power, and his face was also a little hideous, and it took a stick of incense to slowly calm down.

This is where mortals look up, they have exhausted the knowledge that they can learn for hundreds of years, and a stick of incense will enter the sea of knowledge of the butcher knife, which makes people embarrassed.

The old drunkard handed over a note and said to the butcher knife, "Here is a list of game you want to hunt." With the Tianma Fu, it will take about an hour and a half to go to Mojiao Ridge, and now it is Mao Shi, I want you to come back before the time of You, is it okay?"

Tu Xiaodao glanced at the list and nodded.

The old drunkard threw a Qiankun bag to the butcher knife: "Put the game you hunted in this Qiankun bag." ”

Tu Xiaodao took the bag, but his face was red because he didn't know how to use it.

"Use your Divine Sense to leave a mark on the Qiankun Bag, and you can use it. ”

According to what the old drunkard said, Tu Xiaodao left a divine sense mark on the Qiankun bag, and his divine sense could enter the Qiankun bag, and the space inside was more than ten zhang square, which was very large.

"Grandpa, then I'll go. ”

"Remember, when Shen Shi came back before, the dining room can wait for those ingredients!"

"Okay, grandpa. After speaking, Tu Xiaodao rode on the white horse formed by the Heavenly Horse Rune, and galloped towards the Demon Jiaoling like a swift wind.