I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Then I spent 500 yen to buy a one-month ladder and went back to the Shenzhou forum to take a look.

It was basically the same as in my previous life, just as smoky and full of people saying all kinds of things, but occasionally there were some bright spots of humanity in it.

When you really encounter something difficult, the forum brother will still be considerate and order you a bowl of pork knuckle rice.

A forum called Hey Mythology that I had never seen in my previous life was extremely lively. A new post had hundreds of floors in a few minutes.

It seemed to be a game, known as the first 3A masterpiece in China, and a closed-door meeting had just been held.

It seemed that the quality of the game met or even exceeded expectations, so the Champagne Party was opening champagne crazily, the Baosi Party was retreating step by step, fleeing in panic, and even most of them changed their flags and joined the Champagne Party.

Other forums also discussed it, even the extremely smelly LU forum, which was ten times more smelly than the SUN forum, which was known as the toilet in the toilet, was talking about it.

Dong Yeyu then registered for Pili Pili again, and did not even answer the membership questions, but searched for the official account of Hey Mythology.

After watching it continuously, I found that it was an ARPG related to Journey to the West. If you only watch the video and try it out, the quality is indeed top-notch in the world.

There are such games in China?

Then I have to play it now.

In his previous life, Dong Yeyu was an Internet addict who played all kinds of games. Although he has not touched electronic products for more than ten years in this life, he has quit Internet addiction, but his love for games has never changed.

If I move to a bigger house in the future and have more room, I can install a high-end computer to entertain myself when I am bored, and Xiuji doesn’t have to wait until midnight to watch the Taiga drama.

Thinking of this, I put my phone aside, turned off the lights, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling and silently recited the Pure and Tranquil Sutra to calm my mind and prepare to start practicing.

Dong Yeyu is the kind of person who enjoys playing when he is having fun, and is not vague when it comes to doing business. This is why he was admitted to the bar dance in his previous life.

Now, my business is to practice, make money and study.

Entertainment can only be used as a lubricant between these three things, so that I won’t be too tired, but I must never indulge in it.

I have just been promoted to Yin Shen Renxian, and my cultivation is not stable, so I have to give in to learning.

My foundation of Qi Refining in the past eight years is extremely deep, which makes me far superior to people and monsters of the same level in the Qi Refining stage, but it also makes the conversion of mana slow when I am promoted to Yin Shen.

But this is not a bad thing. The deep foundation laid during the period of refining essence into Qi can make me move faster and more steadily in the realm of refining Qi into God.

Dong Yeyu has already made some plans for the cultivation of Qi Refining into God.

I plan to spend some time to refine all the Qi in my body into mana, and then practice mana step by step, and use the essence of the sun and the moon to cleanse the Yin Shen.

When the mana and Yin Shen are perfected, I can try to form a golden elixir.

I can only say that there is only one word for practicing the Xuanmen Zhengfa that leads directly to the avenue - smooth.

I don’t know what other monsters think, anyway, Dong Yeyu has never encountered any obstacles since he started practicing.

The only flaw is that the spiritual energy of this world is rare. I am a monster, and my mana bar is much longer than that of humans. It will take a long time to practice to form a pill.

Dongye Yu estimated his practice speed. If he didn't have the opportunity to practice normally, it would take a decade.

The road is long and difficult.

Dongye Yu glanced at the bustling city street scene in the distance outside the window, sighed lightly, closed his eyes and practiced.

The next morning, Xiuji, who came back from Kyoto, saw Dongye Yu lying on the bed practicing from a distance, and flew in quietly from the window.

First, he went to the bathroom to wash the feathers covered with dust and feather powder, and then came to the small food box filled with various grains prepared by Dongye Yu for him and ate crazily.

After eating and drinking, Xiuji looked at Dongye Yu who had practiced all night and pondered.

The lord never slacked off. As the governor and general of Dongye Castle, should he practice for a while?

The black bird's eyes turned and his gaze fell on the soft nest padded with cotton.

But I have been rushing back to the city in the wind and rain. Will this state have any impact on my cultivation?

Well, why not rest first and practice after I have recovered my strength?

As soon as this idea came up, Xiuji seemed to be able to imagine the feeling of relaxing in a soft nest. Both his body and mind agreed with this idea.

As soon as he felt what he wanted, he smiled and was about to get into his nest.

"Are you back?"

A familiar voice sounded. Xiuji looked back and saw Dong Yeyu sitting on the bed and stretching. Then he noticed that he was filled with a terrifying aura as deep as the abyss.

The lord's strength has improved again and he has become a great monster? !

Then maybe I will be promoted to a higher position?

When Xiuji thought of this, he was excited and quickly spread his wings and bowed. His old and sharp tone was very excited.

"Congratulations, lord. You have made great progress in cultivation this time. In the near future, you will be able to spread your martial arts all over the world and ascend to the path of God!"

Dongye Yu said with a smile: "Stop flattering me. I have made further progress. You have to work hard to cultivate too!"

"Otherwise, if I become a god in the future, the messenger of God will not be able to beat even ordinary cats. This is not decent."

"My lord is right. Xiuji has realized it!"

The master and servant of Pu Xin seemed to have imagined the majestic appearance of having their own shrine in the future, and smiled at each other.

After joking, Dongye Yu's face became serious and issued a new task.

"Xiuji Zaemon!"

"Here!" Xiuji bowed solemnly, his movements were meticulous, and he waited for orders like a samurai.

"From now on, you don't have to defend Dongye Castle. You have a more important task."

Higashino Yu looked very serious: "I want you to protect the Iori family's daughter when she goes to and from school. If someone bullies her, you can punish her while ensuring your own safety, and then come back and tell me who bullied the daughter."

"Hi! Eh?"

Xiuji agreed first, then looked up in confusion, thinking that the lord must be obsessed with beauty, how could he abandon the city and seek the little beauty?

Damn, I dared to mess with my lord's mind, I should have pecked the little beauty of the shrine away at that time!

He immediately made a serious remonstrance: "My lord, if you don't defend the city, what should you do if a treacherous villain invades?"

"It's okay, I have money with me, and other things are not valuable, just commemorative significance, and thieves don't care about them."

Xiuji saw that Higashino Yu was very determined, sighed in his heart, and bowed his head to accept the order.

He suddenly remembered the loyal ministers who kept advising but were ignored in the Taiga drama, and for a moment he felt something in his heart and was inspired to write poetry.

But after searching his stomach, he found that the bird's eyes were glaring, and he was so suffocated that he didn't know what to say.

A samurai will go to the underworld with dignity, and leave his name on the moss of the pine trees?

This is a suicide poem, unlucky, no.

Xiuji was half dead, and he rummaged through his stomach and found this poem. Seeing that it was not suitable, he had to swallow it down, speechless, and made a great wish.

I, Xiuji Zaemon, must read all the Taiga dramas!

After instructing Xiuji, Dong Yeyu cleansed the purple air for today, packed up and left home.

Soon he arrived at school, and somehow there were fewer love letters in the shoe cabinet, only two or three.

Although he was confused, he was happy not to be disturbed, and came to the classroom quietly.

There were not many people at this time, and some girls were laughing and talking about something.

Dong Yeyu didn't deliberately eavesdrop, but his hearing was too sensitive, and he heard everything without a word.

It seemed that they were discussing which god was very effective?

Aren't the girls at Tachibana High School supposed to be discussing fashion or studying? Why are they starting to talk about superstition?