My half-demon young master never talks about martial ethic

At this time, Ruo Qianyan in the room was flushed.

Snow-white skin, rosy and shiny.

Sitting on the lotus platform, like a fairy with a red face, the appearance is heartwarming.

The image of the wind chimes standing up from the barrel has always been in her mind, lingering.

The creature she had never seen before had a great impact on her young heart!

The brains are about to smoke.

The next afternoon, the chaotic breath was finally brought under control.

Xiao Rui also felt it, and was overjoyed in her heart:

"Lord Saint, whether you are hungry or not, do you want to..."

Ruo Qianyan interrupted her directly.

Xiao Yuan pursed her lips when she heard this:

"Okay... Please also pay more attention to your body. "

Hmm."

Then there was no movement inside, and Xiao Rui sighed lightly in her heart.

Since that wind chime came, the Holy Lady seemed to be more and more indifferent to herself.

Is it my delusion?

Or did I do something wrong that made the Holy Lady annoyed?

Woo hoo....

In the following days, Ruo Qianyan still has a disordered breath from time to time.

Xiao Yuan knew that it was obsessive-compulsive disorder again.

However, Ruo Qianyan did not go to the wind chimes again.

This couldn't help but make her wonder.

"Lord Saint, aren't you going to look for wind chimes?"

"Don't go!"

Cumin: ....

What the hell is going on?

She was a little worried.

Another half a month later.

On the Heavenly Master Peak, a burst of spiritual power shook, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth was like crazy, pouring into the body of the wind chime.

The spiritual spring in the barrel was like boiling, tumbling and evaporating.

Wind chimes sat in it, covered in red, like scalded crabs, and smoked on their bodies.

The frowning look looked a little painful.

Ruo Tinghan just said lightly next to him:

"Through the breakthrough, absorb this spiritual spring as well."

The wind chime did not speak, enduring the pain of the terrifying spiritual power infusion, while absorbing the boiling spiritual spring.

After five minutes, the spiritual power fluctuations stopped, and there was not much left of the spiritual spring in the barrel.

The remaining bit of spiritual spring also became as clear as water.

So he slowly opened his eyes and opened his mouth to let out a breath of turbid air.

Then he gasped, his eyes full of joy.

Fourth-order Primeval Realm!

"You have just broken through the great realm, you need to stabilize it, I will teach you the Glazed Mirror Heart Technique, go back and practice it 500 times."

What Wind Chime and others practiced before was just ordinary mirror heart technique.

[Glazed Mirror Heart Technique] is the top cultivation technique of Ruojia, realm cultivation.

Only those who are part of their own family, or who have made great contributions to the family, are eligible to practice this spiritual art.

"Go back? Am I practicing here? "

Wind Chimes doesn't want to waste time walking, he now wants to seize every minute and every second to become stronger!

Ruo Tinghan just said lightly:

"Go back to farming." You haven't ploughed the land for me." "

Wind Chimes: .

. "Master, take the liberty of asking, what does the mistress of the house where I live have anything to do with you?"

Ruo Tinghan glanced at him, did not speak, disappeared.

Seeing this, Wind Chime smiled, and then the smile suddenly became embarrassed.

"Hey! What about my clothes! "

If you don't respond....

In the end, like a thief, Wind Chimes were naked, hiding along the way, and secretly flew back to the Forbidden Love Peak.

At the third order, there is a spiritual technique that can fly.

It's just that the speed is a little slow, but it's better than nothing.

At this time, Chu Sheng and Xi Ran were still training at other peaks.

But the wind chimes were still very cautious, covered their crotches, and quietly came behind a tree.

I found that there was an old man sweeping the floor at the gate of the small courtyard.

After glancing left and right to confirm that there was no one else, he quickly covered it and ran over.

"Oh, good uncle! I'm not a pervert, it's just that my clothes were stolen by a pervert.

After saying that, the wind chime did not pay much attention to the person, and ran into his room with a puff of smoke.

After changing his clothes, he walked out from the inside again, stretched his waist, and looked at the uncle in front of him.

After watching quietly for a while, I found a trace of peculiarity.

The old man was obviously sweeping the floor, but the dust did not fly.

Under him, as if controlled by him, he could not float at all.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

He asked suddenly.

The old man lowered his head, his long snow-white hair tied up on his head.

It's a bit like the ancient scholar.

With those wrinkled hands, holding a broom, little by little, sweeping the loess on the ground.

The voice was a little hoarse:

"Sweep the floor."

"Sweep what?"

"Ground."

Wind Chimes smiled when they heard this:

"I know sweeping the floor, what's on the ground?"

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing on the ground.

"Soil."

Wind Chimes walked to his side and did not feel that there was spiritual power in him.

There are two possibilities for this.

One, he converged his breath.

The other is that he may just be an ordinary person.

However, in this realm, if you can find an ordinary person, it is considered a wind chime to lose.

After watching quietly for a while, he asked,

"The head of the family sent you to sweep the soil?"

"Yes."

The old man said softly, the movements in his hands did not stop, and he did not look at the wind chimes more.

"Do you want to sweep this mountain of endless soil?"

"Yes."

"Earn money, no? I also want to sweep.

The old man shook his head and did not speak.

"Why, don't earn me this money? If you have money, everyone earns together. The

old man just said lightly:

"You can't sweep this soil."

Wind Chimes smiled:

"Then you teach me!"

This time, the old man stopped the movement in his hand and looked up at the wind chime.

The two looked at each other for a long time, the wind chimes had a smile on their faces, and the old man had no expression.

Although he looks old, he looks very spirited.

The essence light flashing in those eyes gave the wind chimes a familiar feeling.

It also made him feel that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

Seeing that he didn't speak, he smiled again and asked,

"How is it?"

The old man finally shook his head:

"This soil should not be swept by you."

After saying that, he continued to sweep the soil, and the layers of loess still did not float.

Wind Chimes didn't say anything, and after quietly watching the side for a while, he said:

"Then I will leave first, uncle, leave!"

After that, the wind chimes walked to the field in the backyard.

Looking at the somewhat barren field in front of him, I thought.

What does it mean to let yourself plant this field if you listen to the cold?

The seeds are not given to me, what to plant?

Suddenly, he remembered all kinds of immortal grasses on the Virgen Peak.

Why not plant some fairy grass to taste yourself?

So he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xiao Yuan:

"Are there any seeds?" Give me a little?

Xiao Yuan received the news and was a little puzzled:

"You went back?" What do you want seeds for?

"The head of the house asked me to farm, and this was the order of the head of the household."

Xiao Rui looked at the information, thought for a while, and replied:

"Get it yourself!"

After sending the message, he glanced at the small house with a light face.

I thought, if the wind chimes come, the Holy Lady will be very happy, right!?

Give her a little surprise!