In fact, for Xiaotian, Honghong's breathing method is not very effective. At most, it can achieve the effect of strengthening the body. Even if he is allowed to cultivate soul power, he does not have the ability to attack later.
It can only make your physical fitness better.
Unlike Xiaohua, Xiaohua is a person with awakened soul power and is born with enhanced abilities.
Honghong didn't really want to take on a disciple. She just taught him a set of breathing techniques as a blessing, and she never thought about teaching Xiaotian other skills.
After Xiaotian figured out these things, he was not annoyed. He was right to call him master. It would be good if it could make his body stronger. No matter how many people asked for it, he could get it. He just called master and he could get it.
Already lucky.
Honghong didn't seem to expect that Xiaotian was so open-minded. She originally thought that if she teased him like this, he would definitely choke with her, but in the end, she just practiced the breathing method quietly.
"It's boring." Honghong pouted and sat back by the fire.
Tang Zixuan rarely laughed, "What's wrong? Are you not happy if you don't quarrel with me?"
"No." Hong Hong retorted subconsciously, and then he remembered that the person he was talking to was his young master, so he changed his face 180 degrees, "Young Master, we will arrive at the Spirit Clan in two days. The clan leader and everyone
The elder will be very happy to know that you are back."
Tang Zixuan smiled again, as if he was imagining what the Spirit Race would look like, "I'm looking forward to it too."
"When we return to the Spirit Clan, we won't be afraid of the Tang family!" Hong Hong said this with a hint of anger in her tone. Hong Hong hated the soul puppets for attacking and killing their group.
Tang Zixuan put away his smile when he heard this, and looked outside the cave with a solemn expression. It had been raining all day, and he didn't know when the next wave of pursuers would appear.
"Young Master, did Honghong say something wrong?" Seeing Tang Zixuan's sudden change of expression, Honghong immediately pulled on Tang Zixuan's sleeve and asked cautiously.
Tang Zixuan shook his head, "I'm just worried that next time there will be more than just two soul puppets. Brother really thinks highly of me. He has already left the Tang family, so he insists on my death.
, so they feel relieved, ha."
After Honghong heard what Tang Zixuan said, he was even more angry than Tang Zixuan. He was seen clenching his fists and his face was red with anger, "If I had known that the Tang family was so outrageous, I shouldn't have let the young master stay in the Tang family in vain.
The young master has been angry for so many years."
Tang Zixuan gently rubbed his red head, "I'm not angry at all, my father treats me very well."
Speaking of this, Tang Zixuan's expression became even more lonely. When he left the Tang family, the head of the Tang family was already seriously ill and bedridden.
"I don't know how my father is doing..." Tang Zixuan murmured.
"Why do you like Miss Tang Yi so much?" Hong Hong shook her ears, pouted, and murmured in a low voice.
"Is it difficult for Honghong not to love his father?" Tang Zixuan chuckled.
When Honghong heard this, she twitched her ears and lowered her head slightly, "Honghong has no parents. It was the young lady who picked up Honghong."
Tang Zixuan looked at Hong Hong. He didn't say anything anymore, but gently rubbed Hong Hong's head again, and then patted Hong Hong's back, which was considered to be comforting.
Honghong actually didn't have too many sad emotions. He sat obediently next to Tang Zixuan, his tail wagging gently.
It was raining heavily outside the cave, the fire was swaying inside the cave, and the firewood was crackling. Gu Wenyu and Xiaotian concentrated on practicing the newly learned breathing techniques. Tang Zixuan sat by the fire in a daze, and the little fox beside him gradually fell asleep.
, I didn’t know what I saw in my dream, and there was a silly smile on my little face.
It rained all night with no intention of stopping. Gu Wenyu was tired from practicing, so she also sat by the fire. Only Xiaotian was still practicing over and over again.
Gu Wenyu picked up the uneaten sweet potatoes on the ground, put them by the fire to heat, and then asked Tang Zixuan softly, "Are you seriously injured? My soul power has been restored, do you want to help you take a look?"
Hearing this, Tang Zixuan subconsciously looked down at the injuries on his body, and then shook his head, "It's okay, they are just minor injuries. You should keep your soul power to help us strengthen our attacks."
After speaking, Tang Zixuan looked at Gu Wenyu, and then said very seriously: "It is very dangerous to overdraw your soul power. Don't do this next time."
"Well, I was just anxious..." Gu Wenyu also knew that there was something wrong with him.
"If it weren't for Honghong here this time, I don't know when you would wake up." Tang Zixuan looked at the little fox who had fallen asleep.
"It turns out it was Honghong who saved me, why didn't he tell me?" Gu Wenyu was quite surprised. That little fox with a bad temper kept silent after saving him. It was not like him at all.
Tang Zixuan looked at Honghong and chuckled: "He actually likes you very much."
Gu Wenyu raised his eyebrows, "Is it true..." Why didn't she believe it?
"You can't just look at the surface of many things. Honghong is a good child." Tang Zixuan said.
"Well..." Gu Wenyu agreed. Although she was not sure about Honghong's attitude towards her, Honghong was definitely a good fox. As for the good boy... he should be an old fox already, much older than herself.
Do you know how old you are?
Tang Zixuan looked at the rain outside and said to Gu Wenyu: "If it gets up tomorrow and the rain hasn't stopped, then we have no choice but to leave in the rain. If we don't leave, I'm afraid the pursuers will arrive again."
Gu Wenyu pursed his lips and shook his head, "Hey, I have to kill you. How afraid is your elder brother that you will go back and compete with him for the position of head of the family?"
"How do you know?" Tang Zixuan was a little surprised by what Gu Wenyu said. He had never told Gu Wenyu why the Tang family wanted to kill him.
"What do you know?" Gu Wenyu was stunned for a moment, and then realized what he said, "It's easy to guess. Didn't those masked men say that Mrs. Tang sent them here? Then Mrs. Tang is fine
Why should I kill you? Apart from fighting for power, I can't think of any other reason."
Tang Zixuan didn't say anything after hearing this, which seemed to be acquiescing to Gu Wenyu's statement.
Gu Wenyu then continued to ask: "Where is your father? Does he know?"
Tang Zixuan shook his head, "I don't know, he is sick."
"No wonder." Gu Wenyu finally understood. It turned out that Mrs. Tang wanted to get rid of her son's rival while the head of the Tang family was seriously ill, which was similar to what she had guessed at the beginning.
Gu Wenyu pulled out the hot sweet potatoes and saw that Tang Zixuan was depressed and seemed a little worried about the head of the Tang family, so he handed one to him, "We have gone so far, how can they still catch you? In your case
Do you have a tracker on you?"
"What?" Tang Zixuan didn't understand.
"Hey, how did they find you?" Gu Wenyu simplified the question and did not intend to explain what a tracker was.
"The tracking ability of the soul puppet is very strong, and it can also find me with the power of the Tang family's blood." Tang Zixuan was also quite helpless about this.
"That's not a solution." Gu Wenyu couldn't help but roll his eyes while eating the hot sweet potatoes.
Tang Zixuan sighed, but did not deny this statement. He was more worried about the soul puppets than Gu Wenyu. After all, those soul puppets were coming for him.