Hei Jiao was ecstatic when he heard this, and immediately said yes, and then asked carefully:

"I wonder how long is the hollow thing that Master wants?"

"Well... more than three feet."

"Disciple obeys the order, don't say three feet, it's even three inches."

The black dragon looked like it was in his chest. He was happy in his heart, but he did not think deeply about what the master wanted to use the hollow object more than three feet long.

Cheng Yu nodded gently:

"If you can transform your true form into a hollow thing more than three feet long,

I can consider putting your dragon soul back into the green jade gourd and bringing you to Beijing."

Cheng Yu only said that he could consider it and did not say anything to death, because he could not guarantee that the things transformed by the black dragon could be transformed into reality and reality with his own soul.

He took off the green jade gourd from his waist and pulled out the jade plug. Seeing this, the black dragon used his spiritual power and pulled out a black phantom from his body and stood above his head. Then the man in the black robe at his feet was wrapped in a black whirlwind.

After the whirlwind dissipates,

A black hollow round stick was floating out of thin air.

The round stick is more than three feet long, with a round hole in the center and ventilation at both ends.

Cheng Yu waved at him, and the hollow round stick flew into Cheng Yu's hand under the control of the black dragon soul.

"No need for ventilation at both ends. One end is hollow and the other end is blocked. In addition, a little longer than an inch and flatten it."

Cheng Yu weighed the black round stick in his hand and said to the black dragon.

As soon as he finished speaking, the round stick in his hand was indeed stretched out by an inch, and one end was blocked, and the whole thing seemed to be flattened.

Well, it's almost done.

At this time, Cheng Yu just now turned the sword in Buying who had been pressing behind him. After a simple gesture to the round stick that had been flattened, he stabbed him directly in before he could react.

It turned out that Cheng Yu was showing his sword when he was lying down, which made the black dragon feel palpitations again.

At that time, Cheng Yu thought to himself: This is not called sword sharp too much.

I have always been so naked and I need to suppress and guard myself all the time, which is really inconvenient...

Forehead……

As a result, he suddenly had an idea and looked at the Black Dragon again and no longer looked as disgusted as before.

After stabbing the sword in, the Black Dragon Soul just reacted and was shocked that his old eyes that could not be opened were round.

"ah……"

He subconsciously wanted to shout, but found that after the fierce sword was inserted into his true form, it seemed... nothing happened.

But when he didn't call Jian, he had no reaction at first, and suddenly his eyes went dark. When he realized that he had half of the sword body had already penetrated into the scabbard made by the Black Dragon.

The sword trembled suddenly, and then it became quiet.

Cheng Yu glanced at the black dragon soul, and this guy seemed to be fine.

He himself was also a little calmer and quietly withdrew the spiritual consciousness that was covered by the sword.

In fact, Cheng Yu did not use his reckless hand to penetrate the sword, but had already secretly radiated a layer of spiritual consciousness to cover the sword.

If this is not the case, if the sword is just revealed, the black dragon will be very thirsty, and the sword body will not be inserted into the original object.

I just realized it.

Seeing that the sword was not called seemed to have adapted to the new sword sheath, Cheng Yu withdrew all his spiritual consciousness from the sword, but the black dragon soul was completely unaware of it.

It can be seen that after the original phase is transformed, there is no induction.

Cheng Yu observed for a while, and after seeing that it was fine, he slowly pulled out the sword.

When the sword tip left the original appearance of the black dragon, the sword trembled slightly, as if it was a little reluctant to leave, but the black dragon under his feet crawled on the ground again, not daring to look directly at the edge.

"Don't worry, I just borrowed this book to make a scabbard. I have already done protection just now, so I will definitely not cause damage to your book."

Seeing that his true appearance was really good, the Black Dragon Soul thought that he could always be with his master, so he should be free of trouble, and his heart gradually became more relaxed.

Then he thought that his dragon soul could be soaked in the soul-raising wine again, and his face almost stopped smiling.

With Cheng Yu's order, the black dragon soul turned into a gust of black wind and penetrated into the jade gourd.

"Pop!"

Cheng Yu plugged the jade stop and looked down at the sword that was called "Sword" on the huge rock. He saw that the original black and flat black dragon had a new change at this time.

The dark and rough surface just now appeared in the shape of black scales, and the dark scales shining under the noon sunlight. It was smooth and not greasy to the touch, and it was still a bit cold when you bought it.

I believe you are quite satisfied with the scabbard of the real python skin.

Cheng Yu smiled and patted the sword. The sword, who was lying quietly in the sword sheath, trembled gently in response.

Seeing that the sword had completely adapted to the new sword sheath, he took a deep breath, held the sword in both hands, and tried to turn the soul from reality to virtual little by little.

Fortunately, everything went well, and the thing transformed by the black dragon could actually turn into a spiritual body with Cheng Yu's human-shaped soul.

He looked at the surging river water under his feet and fell into deep thought. Although he had known that his soul was extraordinary, he did not expect that he could actually transform the things transformed into the dragon's true form into the emptiness.

But why can't the small tip hanging on the cat demon's chest be?

He couldn't find a clue for a while, but he seemed to have a premonition that everything would come out.

After playing with the newly acquired python skin scabbard for a while, Cheng Yu held it behind him and stood up to go to Qingluo Village.

As soon as he returned to his soul, Erconoru heard a familiar sound of gongs and drums.

He spread his wings and flew towards another dock in Jiangkou Town. When he got close to him, he saw another opera troupe singing here. However, there were not many people around the stage. The team's outfit looked quite shabby. It should be a nearby straw troupe, which is incomparable to the Beijing opera troupe that Jiafei accompanied.

kindness……

I wonder if Jiafei and the others had successfully arrived at the ferry at this time.

Before, Cheng Yu would occasionally dislike the cat demon, which was a little noisy. I never thought that it would be less than two days before.

...

"Jijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji..."

"Puku!"

"Don't grab it, there are still many more."

As the sun sets, Xue Xianglian, wearing a layer of sunset, stood in the ancestral hall courtyard, smiled and raised her hands to sprinkle a handful of broken bran, which caused two groups of sparrows to fly and fight again.

“Huh?”

Just as she was about to sprinkle all the bran in her hand, she unexpectedly saw that the group of sturdy sparrows were no longer protecting food, but flew out of the ancestral hall under the guidance of a black-haired sparrow above her head.

She wondered a few steps outside the ancestral hall, and saw that the group of sparrows gathered on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village and chirped, three more lively than in the past when fighting to protect food.

She smiled and shook her head, turned back to the ancestral hall. Cheng Yu, who was standing on the branch of the big locust tree, looked at her back, thinking that this girl was not very big, but her cultivation was much more diligent. Cheng Yu could sense some fluctuations in her body without even summoning her soul.

It must be that although she is now a monk, she is in the village, and she is safe and sound, so she does not have the awareness of being more precautionary to keep her spiritual power in her body.

"Squeak!"

The gate of the ancestral hall was gently closed, and the black charcoal head was flying around Cheng Yu happily. His new wife, who was new to the school at the end of last year, brought a big green worm from somewhere and threw it in front of Cheng Yu's feet with a "bang".

The black charcoal head was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Cheng Yu was still the old habit of not eating insects, he rushed to the twisting green insects without hesitation and bowed his head to peck.

However, the pointed bird beak just clamped the fat body of the green worm. When he was about to swallow, his whole body was motionless as time froze. The bird's eyes on one side turned around and looked at his woman staring at him. He had to jump to the latter and honestly put the big flesh worm at the feet of the female bird. After a few whirring sounds, the female bird then spread her wings and flew into the village.

Cheng Yu was very happy when he saw Hei Tantou's well-behaved appearance. Unexpectedly, this Zhuang Zhongyiba who was usually pregnant was actually bronchitis.

Hei Tantou didn't care and kept trying to lead Cheng Yu to his nest.

Cheng Yu was so entangled by him that he couldn't. Thinking about it, Mrs. Que also lived in the front yard of Zhuangtou's house, he flew towards Zhuangtou's house with Hei Tantou.

At this time, Qingluo Village was as usual. Even the Imperial Stele Pavilion that had been in disrepair before had been renovated and renovated.

Only a piece of white paper was pasted on the left and right sides of the gate of Zhuangtou family.

Cheng Yu knew that this custom means that someone in his family had recently died in his family. He immediately remembered that Qian Ruyu, who died in Qianjiang Prefecture City, had a personal book book called Tong Qingge'er, was the son of Liu An, the owner of Qingluo Village.

Just at this moment, Liu An came out of the door, looking over ten years old, and went from a strong middle-aged man to an old man in the evening, his eyes were drooping, and his eyes were even more dull and no more brilliance.

"Jijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji

Suddenly, a familiar scream sounded. Cheng Yu looked in the sound. Old Madam Qu was flapping her wings and dragging her fat body to fly quickly towards her.

When the mother and son met, they were always asking about their well-being. Seeing that everything was fine in Que, they missed her very much. Even Cheng Yu felt a little reluctant to leave, and even thought about it:

After further improvement in cultivation, can you separate the soul from the original state for a long time, and the original state is no longer dull, so that the sparrow's body can be with me.

The old lady in the wings had just finished chirping around Cheng Yu, and the black charcoal head next to her was already impatient, and she kept chirping and urging Cheng Yu to go to his nest to take a look.

As soon as the old lady was calm, she looked around and didn't know what she was looking for. Cheng Yu was urged by the black charcoal head to fly to the backyard of Zhuangtou's house, and landed next to the swallow's nest where Cheng Yu had lived for a while. She saw a freshly-haired chick's head stretching out from the nest.

Hei Tan shouted to Cheng Yuhuan with a proud look on his face: My son.

Cheng Yu looked at the chick, but the hair had just been tied up, but there was no black hair on her head.

But the black charcoal head was still chirping heartlessly. Cheng Yu heard it for a while and realized that the chick was the one that had hatched with his wife for several months before she had just emerged from the shell.
To be continued...