At the fifth watch, Lin Yao returned to the room and thought to himself: Ying'er and her second uncle are going back to the capital today, and they can sleep lazily in the future.

Lin Yao lay comfortably under the covers, ready to have a good dream.

However, in a good dream, Lin Yao dreamed of a little girl, and it was always her laughter.

"Brother Haruka, the pear blossoms are blooming so beautifully, let's go and see them. Fang Ying appeared in Yangchun......

"Brother Haruka, I want to eat watermelon. Fang Ying appeared in the middle of summer......

"Brother Yao, there's a butterfly there, you can catch it for me. Fang Ying appeared in the golden autumn ......

"Brother Yao, you carry me. Fang Ying appeared in the cold winter......

"Brother Yao, we hooked up, you promised to come to the capital to see me, don't deceive people. The little girl is finally leaving, and her crisp voice is still echoing, "Don't deceive people, don't deceive people......"

In the dream, Lin Yao had no spells, he was stung by a bee when he was looking at the pear blossoms, he was holding a big watermelon, but he couldn't beat it, he chased the butterfly, but he couldn't catch it, and finally he carried Fang Ying on his back and fell firmly. However, although Lin Yao was very embarrassed and helpless in his dream, he was so happy, he laughed happily, screamed in a hurry, and was very nervous......

When Lin Yao was awake, the main consciousness of the primordial god dominated his words and deeds, even if the subconscious of the heavenly soul and the earth soul would be affected, he would still be dominated by the primordial god after all. Now that I'm asleep, the scenes in my dreams are all subconscious, and the heavenly soul and the earth soul are only seven and a half years old, which is the real childhood, and the nature of children is naturally fun.

"Brother Haruka......"

Fang Ying's crisp voice was still heard so vividly in Lin Yao's dream.

Then, the sound of the door being pushed open, and the sound of small footsteps, were all so familiar.

"Brother Haruka, Brother Haruka..."

Fang Ying called, looking very happy. Lin Yao knew that it was no longer a dream, but he didn't want to wake up.

Then, Lin Yao's nose was pinched.

"Ying'er, don't scratch my nose. Lin Yao muttered.

"Hee-hee, Brother Haruka. Fang Ying let go of her hand with a smile and screamed again.

"What's so happy?" Lin Yao opened his eyes and looked at her.

"God, it's raining, and my little aunt won't let us go. Fang Ying smiled.

Lin Yao's expression moved, and he knew that it was indeed raining silently outside, and sighed in his heart: God, why don't you let me sleep peacefully?

The spring breeze turned into rain, and it continued from morning to night, and it still did not stop.

Luo Mingfei used his sword to open a cave on the waist of the hill, so as to shelter from the rain and continue to control the puppet beast. The cave was too dark, Luo Mingfei lit a fire, meditated for two hours, and saw that it was almost the third watch, and thought: This rain, I'm afraid the bad boy won't come......

"Big liar. "Lin Yao is still here.

"My clothes are wet, come and bake them. Luo Mingfei saw this bad boy coming in the rain, he was very happy and concerned.

"What kind of puppet beast are you making?" Lin Yao's gaze fell on the pile of wooden blocks, large and small.

"You'll find out slowly. Luo Mingfei's faint smile was still a little mysterious.

"Are you trying to make a lot of puppet beasts?" Lin Yao asked again.

"Do you think it's easy to make a puppet beast?" Luo Mingfei asked rhetorically.

"How do I know!" Lin Yao pouted.

"I thought you knew everything!" Luo Mingfei smirked. Looking at Lin Yao standing there wet, he shook his head and walked in front of him, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his shoulder, and immediately carried the exercises, and dried his clothes in a moment.

Lin Yao looked up at Luo Mingfei with a face full of magic, but said in his heart: What's the big deal.

Luo Mingfei saw this bad boy's demeanor, and felt a little fluttering in his heart.

Tonight, Lin Yao continued to practice "Pure Ming Xuangong", but Luo Mingfei did not continue to make the puppet beast, but specially knitted a hat for this bad boy.

The rain kept falling, and it didn't stop for more than 20 days, so Lin Yao went back with a hat every day, and came over again with a hat.

"Big liar, what kind of bird is this?" Lin Yao's gaze fell on the puppet beast.

"Sparrows. Luo Mingfei looked at the puppet beast that was still a half-finished product and responded indifferently.

"How can there be such a big sparrow?" Lin Yao exclaimed. Because the wooden bird in front of him, the outline of his wings is much larger than Lin Yao's body.

"It's not there!" Luo Mingfei sneered.

"It's just a piece of broken wood, how can it be considered a living thing?" Lin Yao immediately sneered.

"When the zuò is successful, it will be like a living thing, and it will fly!"

"Then, how long will it take to make zuò before it can become a flying sparrow?"

"I guess it will take only four or five days to complete. ”

"It took you nearly a month to make such a wooden bird, why bother?" Lin Yao sarcastically unequivocally, "I see you, even more stupid than that bamboo horse puppet beast." ”

"What do you do without effort?" Luo Mingfei smiled bitterly, "I think you are a bad boy, you are stupid!"

"You don't know what it's called, do you?"

"It's called the Yandang Mountains!"

"Now that you know, what kind of effort do you have to make wood?"

"What's the matter?"

"Why doesn't it matter? When spring comes, the geese will come back. Lin Yao said clearly, "Isn't it stupid that you stay here to make wooden birds?"

"I make a puppet beast, and a wild goose is a wild goose!" Luo Mingfei couldn't cry or laugh.

"Isn't this puppet beast of yours also a bird?"

"It's not the same. ”

"Well, there's a difference, geese are alive, and your sparrow is dead wood. ”

"Although the geese are alive, they may not be as good as my sparrows. ”

"You're that good at sparrows?"

"It's not powerful, but it's always stronger than the wild goose. ”

"Isn't it better to catch a big live bird and raise it than the hemp finch you make of wood?"

"Bad boy, that's a light thing to say. ”

"Is it hard to catch a big bird?"

"If you catch a big bird and roast it, it's easy. Luo Mingfei was really helpless, "Do you think the big bird is so easy to raise?"

"You don't know how to raise it yourself, but you can't raise it!" Lin Yao was not polite at all.

"Who have you seen?" Luo Mingfei said.

"My aunt has one, and it's ten years old, and it's called Vulture. Lin Yao's face was full of pride.

"Your aunt...... Is she a priest of the temple?" Luo Mingfei asked.

"Yes!" Lin Yao nodded.

"Okay, let's go cultivate!" Luo Ming smiled.

Raising spirit beasts is naturally a different matter for the priests of the temple, and for other cultivators, raising spirit beasts is such a luxury, and it is not something that can be afforded if you want to. For example, Wei Shanjun's black dog, which was fed with elixir, if he didn't know how to refine medicine, he would simply spoil rare birds and beasts.

Therefore, even the great cultivators like Wuyi Sect and Luofu Sect would rather accept demon beasts, and rarely raise spirit beasts.

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