When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

In the early morning, there was a vast expanse of sunlight, and it was the time when Yun Qingyue went to Xianfeng to practice swords in the past.

The little white tiger accidentally scratched the floor and felt very guilty. After looking around and finding that Yun Qingyue was not there, he was relieved. It's just that after relaxing, she felt a little lost—in any case, it was the first time she meditated last night, and it was guided by her senior sister herself. Shouldn't she wake up by herself at a time like this? Why would he still go out to practice swords on time, so he wouldn't be afraid that she might go mad?

Jiang Mo thought this way, but in fact, there was almost no risk of the beast becoming obsessed, because the obsession in the realm of comprehension and the obsession in the world of martial arts were completely two different things. And the divine beasts are favored by heaven, and even the heavenly demons from outside the territory are not willing to find them.

However, Jiang Mo didn't think too much about the loss, and he soon lifted his spirits. She put down the paws behind her back, looked at the floor with a sad face for a while, and tried to smooth the scratches with her paws a few times, but after destroying the body and traces to no avail, she asked the system: "System, do you have any repairs there?" Something on the floor? Like cement or something?"

The system light group circled around the scratches on the ground several times before saying to the host: "Host, there are some in the cement mall, but it can't be done. The material of the cement is too fragile, it's not as good as this bluestone at all, and the color is also different. difference."

Naturally, repaired things cannot be perfect, but if you don't look carefully, you won't notice a little bit of flaw...

The little white tiger was lucky, the system seemed to see her thoughts, and disapproved: "Master, the monk's eyes are very poisonous, not to mention this little flaw, even if the flying flies lack legs, they can see them if they want. So you either don't do anything, just wait for the senior sister to come back and admit your mistake, or you can buy some good things and repair it completely."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Mo was somewhat disappointed, because she knew that since the system mall had all the goods, there must be no shortage of things that could be repaired. But think about it, a tube of detumescence drug system mall dares to sell 450 points, what can she do with those points?

The little white tiger instantly dismissed the idea of ​​repairing the floor, and after thinking about it, he clicked on his character panel to see if there was any change—

[Host: Jiang Mo

Race: White Tiger

Occupation: Beast

Grade: 21

Combat strength: 5244307 (1427)

Experience: 372676/5242880

Points: 1140

Potential: ∞

Skill: Meditate (Blood inheritance is not activated)]

After killing all the colorful chickens in the back kitchen of Wendaotang yesterday, Jiang Mo has done nothing to increase the data, not even knocking out a panacea. At this moment, it seems that in addition to allowing her to learn how to use spiritual power after meditating overnight, the game data has also increased to a certain extent.

For example, the combat power has increased by 15 points, or the experience value has directly increased by 300,000. Although the experience points she needs to level up are inflated, but it has to be said that the statistic of 300,000 seems quite surprising. After all, this is only the effect of one night of meditation. If she hadn't been taken care of by Xuanqingzong, and she didn't have the external assistance of Yangling Pill, she might really have to meditate like a monk to upgrade.

However, the points did not change, as if she hadn't found any other way to get points besides fighting monsters and daily tasks.

After seeing the data changes and having a thorough understanding of the benefits of meditation, Jiang Mo opened the system mall out of curiosity. She didn't bother to search, and said directly to the system: "System, look for materials to repair the floor."

The mall is a small program that comes with the system, so such a trivial matter is naturally easy for it. Jiang Mo only saw the interface of the mall in front of him flash, and then the pages of thousands of products slid quickly, and finally stopped on a pile of repair materials.

Perhaps there are too many products, and the page found by the system is also very long. The little white tiger scratched it casually with its claws, and saw that there are hundreds of kinds. Among them, cement is the cheapest, followed by various synthetic glues, followed by universal repair agents, and finally a series of high-tech repair machines that she has never heard of before.

The system enthusiastically explained beside it, as if the mall gave it a commission: "Cement is too primitive and fragile, and it is definitely not good to repair the floor. Synthetic glue is almost meaningless. It is glue. Ordinary people can't tell the difference. The senior sister must be able to tell the difference at a glance." It can be seen." After belittling the low-priced product, it began to sell enthusiastically: "Host, look at this, the universal repair agent, not to mention the bluestone floor, even if a magic weapon is missing a piece, it can repair it. And This, the Star Restoration Instrument, not only can mend everything, but it can be reused after buying it..."

Jiang Mo went into the mall and listened to the system's introduction of products like a shopping guide. I have to say that what the system identified were indeed good things. There's just one question, why does the system think she can afford it?

The little white tiger looked at his 1140 point balance, and then looked at the price of the universal repair agent with 100,000 points and the price of the star repair instrument with one million points. The little waste tiger almost shed tears of poverty. Before that, she slapped the chattering system away: "Fuck off, it's not like you can't see how many points I have. Why recommend these to me?!"

The system cooperated and rolled out, rolled out and rolled back: "Host, the system knows that you can't afford it, but just hopes that you can recognize the reality."

Jiang Mo rolled his eyes and said angrily, "What reality? Is it the reality of poverty?"

The next moment, there was a "ding" sound, and the cheerful voice of the system sounded: "That's right, the host is poverty. Only when you realize your own poverty can you work hard to earn points. It's no big deal if you don't have a colorful chicken. There are still so many spirit beasts waiting for you to conquer in the back mountain. Think about it, you can't even repair a floor now, are you ashamed or ashamed?"

Jiang Mo was silent for a moment, then silently raised his paw and slapped the system away again. This time, without the help of the system, she browsed through the mall manually, and finally found a bluestone slab that was exactly the same as the ground under her feet in the mall, and the price was 100 points.

The little white tiger raised his chin slightly, and tapped the interface of the mall with his paw proudly, signaling the system to look at it for himself.

This time, the changing system was silent, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "But the host, do you want to buy bluestone slabs and come back and change it yourself?"

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The floor that was scratched was not repaired or replaced in the end, because the former was too expensive, and the latter was too difficult for a small milk tiger to operate. But after all the tossing by the system, Jiang Mo wanted to open it—didn't he just scratch a piece of the floor? What a big deal! In modern society, everyone keeps pets, cats, cats and dogs, which one will not tear down the house, let alone a tiger.

If you want to raise a tiger, you have to bear the risk of being demolished!

Jiang Mo convinced himself, and his mentality suddenly changed. He no longer felt guilty and anxious, and could even go out to wait for his senior sister to come back. She climbed up the peach tree in the yard a few times, and while waiting for someone, she tried to practice.

It has to be said that the talent of the White Tiger Divine Beast cannot be underestimated. Although Jiang Mo is a parallel importer who has re-trained with an abandoned account, not only has he not been inherited, but he can't even meditate and use spiritual power from the beginning. But once she entered the door, cultivation became as simple and smooth as eating and drinking for her. From entering concentration wholeheartedly, to dedicating one's mind to cultivating while waiting for others, it's just three or two attempts.

After a while, the little white tiger understood the new cultivation method on its own, and then lay down on the tree waiting for someone.

And this time she waited for most of the day, and the person who thought she would come back at noon did not show up until the sun was setting. So much so that the little white tiger, who was waiting peacefully on the tree, was so excited that he jumped down and jumped into the arms of the beauty.

Yun Qingyue's five senses were keen, but he was never frightened, so he took advantage of the situation to catch the little white tiger, which had grown up a lot and was sinking a lot. She was a little surprised that the little white tiger was waiting, but seeing the other party's reaction, she also knew that the other party was waiting anxiously. So he stroked the tiger's fur and rubbed the tiger's ears, and after comforting him, he said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm late."

The little white tiger squinted his eyes by the senior sister's increasingly proficient stroking technique, obviously enjoying it very much, but he still grumbled a few times after hearing this: "Yeah, why are you coming back so late today? I usually practice swords. It hasn't been that long."

Yun Qingyue seemed to understand her question, and explained while stroking the tiger: "You haven't woken up yet, and I didn't go out this morning to practice swords. The Zongmen Grand Competition will start in three days, and the head will call everyone to discuss matters , I just went to Tianyang Peak. As a result, when I came back from the discussion, some disciples in the outer sect made some troubles, so I was delayed for a while."

She spoke very carefully, as if she was reporting the itinerary to the little white tiger, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so. And she was so calm, Jiang Mo naturally didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but said in surprise: "It's so fast, there are still three days before the Zongmen Grand Competition?"

Yun Qingyue couldn't understand her surprise this time, but the system on the side flew over leisurely, and then explained to her: "Host, it's not a day since you practiced meditation, and now it's been three days since the night when Senior Sister gave the sermon. Already!"

Three days, so fast? She didn't feel it at all!

Jiang Mo was surprised for a moment, but then he thought about it and he was relieved - the monks in the cultivation world retreat for several months, years and decades. If the days are really so clear, a normal person should hold back his mind Is there a problem? But she had never heard of a monk who would go crazy because of this, so she closed her eyes and opened her eyes, and I don't know how much time has passed. Is this normal?

On this side, Jiang Mo was filling in his poor common sense of self-cultivation, while on the other side, in Yun Qingyue's eyes, even the little white tiger was surprised and didn't know what he was thinking. Fortunately, she seemed to have figured it out in the end, flicking her tail, she looked at ease again.

Yun Qingyue entered the house with the little white tiger in his arms, and felt the tiger's body stiffen slightly as soon as he entered the door. Although it was only for a moment, Yun Qingyue was still keenly aware of it, so his eyes quickly swept across the room, and quickly caught the only difference - just where the little white tiger was sitting before, there were a few more abrupt lines on the floor The claw marks are quite deep, with a faint aura of sharp gold.

Yun Qingyue, who discovered this, was not angry, but rather pleasantly surprised. He lowered his head and asked the little white tiger, "Did you scratch that claw mark?"

After all, the little white tiger still felt guilty, curled his paws into his bosom, and raised his head to look around pretending nothing happened. It was as if she was an ordinary little tiger who couldn't understand what Yun Qingyue was saying.

As for the claw marks on the floor, she couldn't see them, and she didn't do them.

Yun Qingyue was amused by her reaction, and her cold eyebrows stretched a little. Without waiting for the little white tiger to confess, she grabbed one of the little white tiger's paws, and then pinched the toes on the pad, and the nails hidden in the little milk tiger's paws were suddenly exposed... Look at the cub's paws It looks sharp, but in fact it is still immature. Being pinched by Yun Qingyue is not only not like a murder weapon, but also reveals a bit of cuteness.

It's a pity that Yun Qingyue didn't intend to appreciate it at this moment, and only compared the little white tiger's claws to the claw marks, the evidence was solid.

The little white tiger was guilty and ashamed, but before she got angry, Yun Qingyue said: "Yes, the talent of the supervisor is really good. I haven't taught you how to use spells, you can already put them into practice .”

These words seem to be praising her? !

The little white tiger raised his head in surprise, wanting to see if Yun Qingyue was serious, only to find that there was something rarely seen in those glazed eyes that was a bit playful. So she suddenly understood that the elder sister was holding her paw to compare the evidence before, but the other party was actually teasing her.