Seeing the middle-aged scholar walking out like this, Xiaoluzi and Yaya followed the middle-aged scholar, one jumped and the other walked away, and all ran away happily. The little bald man opened his mouth and was in a mess.

In the air.

When he came to his senses, the little bald man flew to the middle-aged scholar, and while flying upside down, he looked at the middle-aged scholar and said, "Thank you for giving the big fool, Xiaoluzi and Yaya a greeting!"

The middle-aged scribe continued to move forward and said, "Well. You're welcome."

The little bald man said again: "The greeting gifts you gave them are all very good."

The middle-aged scribe kept walking and said, "Well, it's okay."

"I won't have a greeting." The little bald man said, winking at Yaya and Xiaofu.

Yaya stood on both feet, shaking her head proudly, and saw the little bald head winking at him, Yaya spread her two front feet and said that she was powerless.

The little furnace was jumping forward, but when he saw the little bald man, the little furnace jumped and shook on the ground a few times, indicating that he had no hands, no feet and no mouth, and he was even more powerless.

The middle-aged scribe said without looking sideways, "Well, you are still sensible."

While continuing to fly backwards, the little bald head raised his two small hands and stretched out his two small index fingers to poke each other's fingers.

The little bald man lowered his head, and while looking at his two fingers poking each other, he muttered in a low voice: "I have not worked hard at all over the years. I just woke up the big stupid guy, the little stove and the teeth, and gave it to Yang.

The fool made a sea of ​​consciousness, showed Yang fool those worlds, and taught Yang fool to practice..."

The little bald man muttered and quietly peeked at the middle-aged scholar.

Seeing the middle-aged scholar's expressionless face, the little bald man lowered his eyes and continued to mutter: "I won't work hard in the future. I just want to continue to help the big fool recover, find something for the little furnace and Yaya, and teach Yang Shaman to practice...

..."

The little bald man mumbled more and more aggrieved, and he actually began to sob.

"Ha! You little guy! No wonder you haven't grown up. You've been so kind." The middle-aged scholar couldn't help laughing, stopped and smiled.

Seeing the middle-aged scholar laughing, the little bald head felt even more aggrieved. He flew forward with a shout, hugged the middle-aged scholar's neck again, and sobbed: "I really don't want a gift! I just feel wronged!"

"I know! I know." The middle-aged scholar smiled and held the little bald head in his hand, gently scraped the little bald head's nose, and said, "I'm just having fun with you. Where can you, the little guy be missing from the meeting gift?

.

"How is it?" The little bald head burst into tears and laughed.

While wiping his tears, the little bald man said, "I don't want those things. Your injury has not healed yet."

"You little guy!" The middle-aged scholar shaved the little bald's nose again, stretched his fingers, and gently tapped the little bald's forehead.

"Ah? This...This...This...This...This is so good!" said the little bald man happily.

"If you practice this well, and if you encounter this situation today, you can help." The middle-aged scholar said with a smile.

"Little Luzi, Yaya, you can go out to play!" The little bald man shouted at Xiaoluzi and Yaya, as if he had remembered something, and immediately hummed again: "I won't take you two of you with no conscience!"

Yaya flew up from the ground, and was in the air, turning into a small finger length. She hugged the little bald arm, cracked her big mouth, and showed an infinitely attentive smile.

The small stove also flew up from the ground and flew to the little bald man, rubbing against the little bald man's body constantly.

"Go away! Don't do this! You two have no consciences!" The little bald man pulled his teeth down with his hands, lifting his calf to kick the small stove.

The teeth and the small furnace would rather die than retreat.

The three little guys immediately made a fuss.

The middle-aged scribe watched the three little guys playing, and the smile in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

After a while, the three little guys were tired. The middle-aged literati said, "Little guy, you can't go out often, and you can't stay outside for a long time."

The little bald man nodded and said, "I understand."

After saying that, the little bald man asked, "The ascension monks should not appear so soon here, right?"

The middle-aged literati said: "It won't be that fast. But be careful. It's the safest place to do everything. You can't help that little guy."

The little bald head nodded again and said, "I understand. Don't worry, Yang Shazi is just a little stupid and not lazy."

"Don't always say that he is stupid. His cultivation is no longer slow." The middle-aged scholar stepped forward again and said with a smile.

"In the future, there is no need to provide Xiao Fuzi and Yaya. Yang Shazi can be quick. But he has no practical experience, so he can't just practice stupidly." The little bald man flew backwards in front of the middle-aged scholar and frowned two small eyebrows.

"This is sleepy and touching the pillow." The middle-aged scholar smiled.

The little bald head's eyes lit up and he said, "Those two scoundrels outside?"

"You little guy, you are not tall, your tone has become bigger. It seems that everyone is a scumbag." The middle-aged literati smiled.

"Isn't that because I've been with you for too long?" the little bald man said with a smile.

"Little guy, I can't tell you, I even learned to flatter you." The middle-aged scholar reached out and flicked the little bald man's forehead.

The little bald man smiled and said happily: "A god-transforming scum... a monk and a transforming puppy are enough for Yang Foozi to practice for a while."

"The god-transforming monk can stay here to practice for that little guy. That little wolf should be a guardian for him." said the middle-aged scholar.

"Okay." The little bald man nodded and said with some annoyance: "These people are so shameless! They have been having trouble twice in just two days."

"Haha." The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "That little wolf can be handed over to that girl."

"You said that Sister Xiuer, Yang Shazi?" The little bald man smiled and said, "Yang Shazi's mother wants them to get married!"

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "The origin of that girl is a bit special."

"Yang Shazi and his sister Xiu'er are in love with each other, what are you afraid of? Isn't this you?" The little bald man said with confidence.

"You little guy, you have so much worries. I want to know everything about you." The middle-aged scholar said with a smile.

"They got married, it's not good for Yang Shazi's cultivation." The little bald man said with a smile.

While talking, the middle-aged scribe and three little guys had already walked out of the Jumen.

The middle-aged scholar stood in front of Jumen, patted Jumen gently, and said, "Old guy, okay!"

Inside the Jumen, there were roars between the world.

"Don't worry. I'll come again. Little guys, go to the previous place and wait." After the middle-aged scholar said, he took a step forward and appeared in front of Qi Wuwei and the giant wolf.

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand and appeared in a vast white space with Qi Wuwei and the giant wolf. There was nothing in the space.

Qi Wuwei and the giant wolf woke up at the same time.

Without waiting for this man and the wolf to make any moves, the middle-aged scholar said, "I say, listen."

"Two roads." The middle-aged scholar said lightly: "The first road, one breaks the Taoist body, extracts the soul, enters the soul refining lamp and is punished by the soul refining one's soul refining. The other breaks up the cultivator, releases it back to the mountains and forests, and reborns it.

Destroy.”

When Qi Wuwei and the giant wolf heard this, they lay on the ground at the same time, with a look of horror and begging in their eyes.

"The second way is to plant the soul forbidden, and the other sign the soul contract." The middle-aged scholar said lightly again.

Qi Wuwei and the giant wolf bowed to the ground at the same time, raised their heads, and nodded at the same time.

The middle-aged scholar stopped talking. As soon as he raised his hand, Qi Wuwei felt a confinement force flashing in his soul, while the giant wolf felt a slight swaying in his soul.

Qi Wuwei and the giant wolf leaned deep down again and bowed down, and their hearts were filled with storms.

Qi Wuwei himself used the soul forbidden technique many times. However, he had never heard that anyone, including the Supreme Elders of the Supreme Sect of Tianyan Sect, could set it up so easily with his hands raised.

As for the soul deed, it is even more difficult to cast. Under normal circumstances, when using the soul deed art, at least the cultivator who signed the soul deed and the spirit beast are present at the same time, and both sides need to try to connect the souls and souls many times until the souls and souls are integrated.

You can start to use the soul charity technique.

The giant wolf clearly felt that there was no feeling of connection between himself and the middle-aged scribe. In other words, the middle-aged scribe was not the person who signed a soul contract with the giant wolf, but was performing arts for others.

With such means, the giant wolf has practiced for thousands of years and has never been heard of.

"You stay here to practice. Someone will tell you what you should do." The middle-aged scholar put down his hand and said lightly to Qi Wuwei, disappearing at the same time as the giant wolf.

When the middle-aged scholar and the giant wolf disappeared, Qi Wuwei raised his head and fell to the ground, as if he was lost, staring blankly.

He has practiced for more than two thousand years, and has experienced many great disasters of life and death in his life, and has only reached this level of practice.

This time he was half responsible and half requested. He came to this world to find someone who was lucky. He wanted to gain some great opportunities in this new world with the cultivation of the realm of transformation of gods, so as to break through the transformation of gods.

The realm of the world, step into the destruction of the void.

Once you step into the Breaking Void, your cultivation will increase dramatically and your life span will increase sharply by 12,000 years.

The most important thing for a monk to practice is his life span. Only by having more life span can he have more time to practice and can he climb to a higher level.

Clinker, he had been struggling in this world for nearly thirty years and finally recovered his cultivation. He had just had a thought and had fallen into such a dilemma in less than a day after entering the world.

Before, when the pressure came to him in the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion, Qi Wuwei had not thought of resisting. However, before he could resist any time, he had become a fish on the table.

When he woke up again, facing the middle-aged scholar, Qi Wuwei could not even feel any resistance.

The white place in front of me has no vitality, nor any spiritual power, and it is obviously a space opened up by middle-aged scholars.

Qi Wuwei has only read the great power of opening up space and such great powers in the Tianyan Sect. Faced with such powerful power, he could not resist.

After a while of a moment, there was a hint of gratitude in Qi Wuwei's heart.

Since the middle-aged scholar did not kill himself, he also planted the soul forbidden art for himself, that is, his life is temporarily unhindered.

Moreover, with the magical powers of middle-aged scholars, it is impossible not to know the storage rings he carries with and the various things in it.

Since the middle-aged scribe has not taken away these things, he has left himself here to practice and wait for instructions. In other words, for the middle-aged scribe, he may have some usefulness.

Since this is the case, if you do your best to do your best to serve the middle-aged scholar, you may not be completely impossible to gain a free life for yourself in the future, or even some opportunities.
Chapter completed!