Chapter 267 Chapter 267 Touch Your Fox Ears
The atmosphere around them suddenly became quiet.
No one dared to respond to this question. Are you serious? You want to make a memorial tablet for yourself? And offer it in the incense hall? How presumptuous!
There was silence for a few seconds, and Xiao Yan Ning did not realize the seriousness of the problem.
The little guy even stretched out his hand to gesture.
"Ningning can already write—she will definitely be able to write the names of Daddy, Senior Brothers, and Senior Sisters beautifully on the memorial tablet."
He stretched out his hand, and a small brush appeared in his palm. The ice-blue brush swayed back and forth, looking eager to try.
The little guy even moved closer to Cheng Hanqiu, who was speechless.
Soft, with a pair of big round eyes.
"Daddy, Ningning will make the best for you."
Cheng Hanqiu: It’s not about this question, nor is it about whether the handwriting is good or not—
"Ningning also found a small wooden board and will ask the elder to make a special, largest, and most beautiful one for Daddy later—"
Little Yan Ning raised her little hands and gestured hard.
"Grandpa Elder told Ningning that he could do anything. As long as Ningning dared to dream it, he could make it happen."
In short, in short, make the most luxurious memorial tablet for Daddy! Place it in the most prominent place!
Cheng Hanqiu: ……… “Which elder told you this?”
Haha, if he dares to think, he dares to do it?
Cheng Hanqiu took a deep breath and said, "Go ahead and watch him hammer the elder into the tablet."
Perhaps the enlarged luxurious tablet was so impactful that the two people standing nearby in a daze temporarily ignored the fact that their own tablets would also be placed in the incense hall by the little guy.
You know what - I'm actually a little curious about what the deluxe version of the enlarged memorial tablet looks like.
And the little guy personally wrote the words on the memorial tablets for them. Look, look, how thoughtful this kid is! !
"Let's carve a two-meter one," Gu Yin said, adding, "It's going to be impressive."
"laugh--"
Wu Yi, who was standing next to him, couldn't help shaking his shoulders as he listened to the description.
Gu Yin was glanced at by Cheng Hanqiu and silently looked away. Finally, he turned back and added, "Ningning's idea is good, but it's fine to just give it to Master. We are not worthy of it, and we don't need it."
Our Ningning is so filial.
Gu Yin almost applauded Xiao Yan Ning - what kind of genius does one have to be to think of this, a new little trick to get beaten every day.
Cheng Hanqiu raised his foot and kicked the person next to him who was making sarcastic remarks, successfully making Gu Yin, who was also trying to hold back his laughter, stagger.
He looked at the cub with gritted teeth, looking at the cub's sincere, innocent and soft face. The look in his eyes was so sincere, and it looked like he only wanted the best for you. This made it difficult for him to say many words of explanation, and in the end he could only leave it as it was.
"Don't do that."
Xiao Yanning loves reading and is very inquisitive. She subconsciously asked, "Why?"
"Do you know what the tablets in the incense hall are used for?"
He reached out and poked the little cub's forehead, causing the little guy to close his eyes and whimper. He reached out to grab his wrist and hugged his head.
Then Cheng Hanqiu picked up the little guy.
"Well, I see you still have a lot of common sense to learn—"
Cheng Hanqiu carried the cub and walked towards the main hall with a skilled posture.
"Now, immediately, I must learn."
Before he was actually given an enlarged luxury tablet by the cub.
The birds that flew away landed on the trees and chirped, and the sun shone brightly.
The two of them were left looking at each other behind them and bursting out laughing.
Danfeng seemed exceptionally calm for a long time afterwards.
Zhan Tianyu didn’t know for the time being that he almost became an incense hall. After he finished recuperating, he rarely showed up in public. Most of the time he was practicing or looking for solutions to his spiritual energy. He was more active than before.
Cheng Hanqiu tried several times on his tendons and veins, but unfortunately, it was still of no use. Tiandao could only barely restore the basic foundation of his tendons and veins, but the overall operation was still a big problem.
He was still firmly stuck in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. As soon as the telescope in the spiritual sword space moved a little, his blood would surge and his spiritual power would run wild. The dark side that he had suppressed was ready to move.
In the end, the matter was left unresolved.
Gu Yin and Wu Yi came here quite frequently.
Gu Yin is still the person in charge of Danfeng. After all, Cheng Hanqiu usually hands over the messy work in his hands to Gu Yin, and Gu Yin has gotten used to it.
Wu Yi hasn't been on any missions recently, and she's been thinking about putting the cub into her alchemy furnace all day long.
Time passed slowly.
The cubs are sent to the training room every week and every month.
Now the training room where the cub is located is basically full of monks who are on the right track. They say less unnecessary words and mostly focus on their cultivation.
However, Cui Jiao, who had always followed him, competed with him every day.
It seems like they are mortal enemies.
As for Yu Ming?
Half a year later, when the cub officially entered the Qi Refining Stage and had broken through two levels, Yu Ming was no match for him. Even though the other party had bitten his silver teeth, it was obvious that he was not even his opponent.
Danfeng's painting style gradually changed from gloomy to clear and unique.
For example, the disciples who were originally studying on the hillside of Danfeng, because of their familiarity with the little cubs, made the originally dull atmosphere of the entire Danfeng cheerful.
Perhaps it was because the cub loved reading so much, and he wanted to learn so much, but no one was willing to teach him, and no one was willing to take him seriously, so when facing these junior brothers and sisters who did not understand a lot of content.
Xiao Yan Ning is very patient.
He had no intention of mocking his junior brothers and sisters who had poor comprehension and had not even learned the words properly, nor did he think that there was anything different about them being half-blooded demons.
The questions that the cubs were too embarrassed to ask were asked.
The teaching elders at Danfeng were also amazed.
I also feel that the quality of the disciples in Danfeng has improved a level recently, and it is obvious that the favorite senior brother or sister of this group of young disciples is undoubtedly the little Yan Ning who is just about to turn six.
This is simply magical.
Oh, of course, the elders also like this little cub very much, and they think of this little guy when they have any good things.
After all, she is well-behaved and cute and can make Cheng Hanqiu, that troublemaker, control his emotions - what kind of little baby is this?
So much so that this scene often appears in Danfeng - every week and every month, there is a group of people scrambling to take the cubs "home".
"Last time it was Senior Brother, this time it should be my turn!"
Wu Yi looked at the time, sat aside, and spoke seriously, explaining the reasons why he went to pick up the cub.
"Why is it your turn now?"
Zhan Tianyu, who had rarely appeared in public, was sitting calmly aside, still wearing a purple robe, with gloomy eyes and dissatisfaction.
"If you press the wheel—isn't it my turn?"
Gu Yin and Wu Yi looked over together.
"Didn't you say that just taking it once or twice to experience it would be enough?"
"Didn't you say you weren't interested in bringing Ningning back?"
Zhan Tianyu seemed to be choked, thought for a moment and raised his eyes.
“…Then I rarely take them.”
"I'm obviously more reliable, okay?"
Gu Yin muttered softly.
"You guys just envy the way Ningning jumps into my arms every time I go to pick her up—"
"It's as if Ningning didn't jump into my arms—"
Wu Yi was not convinced and argued again with his neck stiff.
Zhan Tianyu's face darkened.
Well, in the few chances he had to pick up the cubs, the cubs did not jump into his arms.
Then he must go.
"Noisy, noisy, what are you all arguing about?"
Cheng Hanqiu, wearing a white Taoist robe, walked out of the hall.
Those strange purple-red eyes glanced at the group of people.
"Master."
"Master."
"Master, do you have any new progress?"
Cheng Hanqiu waved his hand gently.
"It's the same as always, let's just take a break."
Cheng Hanqiu has felt much more relaxed during the past six months.
The gloomy and decadent atmosphere gradually disappeared.
He has been in a bad mood recently.
The tablet of Patriarch Cheng was unstable, and the bright characters engraved on it gradually dimmed.
This almost means the retreat has failed.
I guess he is going to die.
As the master who rescued Cheng Hanqiu from a deadly situation, Patriarch Cheng also personally taught Cheng Hanqiu the knowledge related to alchemy.
For Cheng Hanqiu, even when he was at his lowest point, he was blown away when he heard the news about Patriarch Cheng.
Not to mention at this moment, he was a little stimulated by this and secluded himself for a few days before trying again.
It doesn't look like it's working well.
But if the master comes out of retreat today.
That means one thing—
"You, go and continue refining the elixir. You, go and continue practicing breathing exercises. If you have nothing else to do, go to the Mission Hall to see if there are any short-term missions or go out and get some exercise."
Cheng Hanqiu ticked them one by one.
He also straightened his clothes.
"I'm going to pick Ningning up. After all, as you know, Ningning is very talented and has cultivated quickly. He's so powerful that he must be being watched by that bastard Yu Feng. And there's also that old bastard Jin Wei. I don't know what he's thinking every day. If I go in person, I can better ensure his safety."
He even spoke righteously.
Ancient Yin: ...
Zhan Tianyu: ...
Wu Yi: ...
It has been more than half a year. Yu Ming has made a fuss over there several times, but nothing came of it. Moreover, Yu Ming's cultivation speed could not keep up with Xiao Yan Ning's speed at all, and he was soon left behind. Yu Feng tried to visit several times, but failed. It seems that Jian Feng also tried to contact the cub several times, but it was a pity.
First of all, Yan Ning didn't buy it. Secondly, when Jianfeng was giving a lecture, the young master of the demon clan was usually there. The two of them were either competing in the speed of gathering energy or in magic. In short, the competition between the two was fierce and they had no time to care about other people. As soon as the lecture was over, the people from Danfeng went over and took the cub away directly.
So no one could cause any trouble, but Cheng Hanqiu would use this method every time he wanted to seize an opportunity.
hateful!
But no one dared to resist the authority of Danfeng's biggest 'bully'.
He could only watch Cheng Hanqiu fly away on the boat.
"I'm going to make the elixir."
Gu Yin curled the corners of his lips, not knowing why he had just joined the fight.
"Then I will continue to practice—"
Before Zhan Tianyu could finish his words, Wu Yi pulled him hard.
Wu Yi dragged him down the mountain.
"Why are you practicing? Second Brother, you're going to become a slumberer if you keep practicing. You haven't gotten some fresh air in half a year. Let's go to the Mission Hall to see what missions are available, and also to see what major events have occurred in the Thirteen States."
Zhan Tianyu was dragged away by Wu Yi with a speechless look on his face.
He watched Gu Yin wave his hands at him helplessly, and then asked Wu Yi to drag him away quickly.
Zhan Tianyu: ...
hateful.
It was obvious that he had the least time to pick up the little guy from training, but he was the one who couldn't argue.
That little guy still seems to hold a grudge——
No, thinking about it this way, it seems like he cares about and values that little guy so much.
Zhan Tianyu suddenly reacted, with a gloomy face, and was dragged away by Wu Yi.
And the other side.
The lecture is not over yet.
At this moment, the elders and peak masters’ lectures have ended, and everyone is free to arrange their exchanges.
A group of youngsters who had just started cultivating immortals gathered together, sticking their heads out to look inside.
This is a relatively spacious venue, with two people standing on each side and a stone like a weight standing in the middle.
The icy air swept across——
Still with a soft and childish voice.
"A stroke of spring and autumn——"
A stream of spiritual energy burst out directly from the small brush and rushed to one side of the stone, trying to push the stone to the center.
On the other side, blood-colored lotus flowers bloomed all around. The lotus flowers made of thick blood kept spinning, with faint and fine light.
Then it hit the other side, and the moment the stone moved, it pushed the stone back.
"Ah, it's been a while, hasn't it?"
"It's probably going to be a draw today."
"Wasn't it a draw last time? There was no winner until the very end. You have to admit that the demon race's cultivation methods are different from ours. Their cultivation speed is just that fast. But Yan Ning is also amazing. With his cultivation level at the second level of Qi training, he's only six years old this year, right?"
"It's really terrifying. This cultivation speed seems to be even faster than that of Senior Brother Yu Feng, who was always said to be a child of destiny."
A group of monks were discussing here.
They are still not very old, but they are obviously more mature than the two little ones. Most of them are over ten years old.
Although his perspective is still very immature, he is not like those youngsters who have just entered the immortal gate and know nothing.
The weight-like stone in front of them was obviously a form of competition and discussion among them in their daily lives.
This stone is made of a special material. When it encounters strong spiritual power, it will automatically dodge. Therefore, the two contestants standing on both sides of the field can compare and judge who has stronger spiritual power.
Yan Ning and Cui Jiao had almost crushed all the monks in this workshop, but they were still unable to do anything to them and had to get stuck in a stalemate every time.
The same is true today.
While they marveled at the strength of the demon race, they also couldn't help but sigh that Yan Ning was indeed a genius.
"But you can't say that, right?"
Someone looked over hesitantly.
"After all, merit and virtue do count for a lot. Most of the people in the Thirteen States have benefited from Senior Brother Yufeng's kindness. Moreover, Senior Brother Yufeng followed Master out for training when he was very young. He had already accumulated some things that cannot be obtained through training alone. And considering Senior Brother Yufeng's background, Senior Brother Yufeng is obviously superior, right?"
"But Senior Brother Yu Feng must be seven years old to reach the second level of Qi training, right? That's a whole year behind him. It's not like anything else can make up for it, right?"
"Anyway, I don't agree with your point of view. If you ask me, the experiences gained from training outside are more valuable. Not to mention that even now, Senior Brother Yu Feng has been training and practicing at the same time. He is about to break through the Nascent Soul stage, but he hasn't even faced any tests of his character. He has been so successful and has accumulated so much admiration. He is truly the greatest genius of all time."
While people were chatting here, Yan Ning looked at the sky over there.
"Not coming."
It’s time to go home for dinner.
The cub instantly stopped and jumped lightly, jumping out from a corner of the venue.
The little guy is still very short.
It's so soft and cute. Danfeng has taken better care of it in the past few months and it looks more gentle and harmless.
Cui Jiao, who was still not convinced and wanted to come again, had no choice but to stop and followed closely behind him. He took a few steps closer, as if he wanted to stop him, but he was also a little annoyed that he couldn't take him down, so he could only speak dryly.
"You deserted the battlefield."
He stood in front of the cub, exuding an air of annoyance, as if he was particularly troubled by something.
Yan Ning just blinked and looked at him.
"It's time to go back."
Cui Jiao's punch was like hitting cotton. Yan Ning was in a good mood in most cases, especially when he realized that Cui Jiao was not targeting him maliciously. In most cases, the double-standard kid was not willing to pay attention to others.
Cui Jiao jumped on the spot in a somewhat annoyed manner.
This beautiful, delicate, and already bright and dazzling little vixen obviously hasn't learned how to control her emotions. When she's excited, her pair of fiery fox ears are about to pop out, but they only appear for a moment before being quickly suppressed by Cui Jiao.
"We haven't decided the winner yet."
"What kind of victory or defeat do you want—"
Xiao Yan Ning shook her small brush.
Seeing the small brush bending as if in provocation, he reached out and pressed the small brush down.
He also hummed, puffing out his chest and raising his head.
"Anyway, Ningning wins at reading and writing, and she hasn't lost in these competitions either."
To round it off, Ningning is the best, Ningning is the most amazing!
Ningning won!
That seemed to be true! He was even older than Yan Ning. Cui Jiao was so angry that he paced back and forth twice. He watched the little cub say this, turn around and walk away, ready to wait for his parents to pick him up.
Cui Jiao couldn't refute, but he reacted quickly and followed directly.
He is still not satisfied.
The young boy with black hair and red eyes also stood out here. He followed Yan Ning and continued talking.
"Then let's compete again next time. You're indeed very fast in your training and are my opponent, but next time I will definitely be faster than you!"
"I'm faster!"
Xiao Yanning had a different opinion of Cui Jiao. The two of them were evenly matched in cultivation, and could evenly match each other in those competitions with rules. But if it really came to a situation where there were no restrictions on the rules, the demon clan would obviously have the advantage. Moreover, Cui Jiao cultivated very quickly, and Xiao Yanning also had a sense of crisis. He argued with him with a humming voice, smartly and lively.
Cui Jiao followed very closely.
He is taller than the cub, and his temperament has changed a lot in the past six months.
He was originally irritable and gloomy, with an unpredictable personality, but since he met and spent time with the cubs at a fixed time every week, he did not divide his attention on other aspects. He was wholeheartedly practicing, relying on the scroll to withstand Yan Ning's scroll and the ancient immortal bloodline.
It has to be said that the demon race is indeed strong in terms of physical fitness. If the little guy was like him, groaning and not sleeping, thinking about how to practice all day long, his body would have collapsed long ago with his cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage.
"Next time, next time I will definitely beat you, and next time I beat you you have to admit it in front of me—"
I had originally thought of discussing it after I win next time, but now I couldn't hold it in any longer.
Cui Jiao followed behind Xiao Yan Ning and seemed very aggrieved when he said this.
Those young demons had also finished their lessons and were following behind Cui Jiao, but they didn't dare to get too close. They kept their ears perked up and their heads poking out.
Waiting for their young master to finish talking to his mortal enemy.
Their young master said that he was his natural enemy and destined opponent.
A group of young demons thought about it and agreed. One was a genius from the demon race, and the other was a genius in cultivating immortality from the human race. If they could determine who was stronger, and the demon race won, then wouldn't it be natural that the demon race was stronger than the human race?!
The little demon who can follow Cui Jiao now is originally on Cui Jiao's side.
At this moment, a group of little demons were a little excited, thinking that their young master was threatening and issuing a challenge.
Yes! That's it!
Xiao Yan Ning blinked and looked over.
What? He noticed that the two people's points of disagreement seemed to be quite different.
Cui Jiao seemed to be particularly concerned about something, so he kept staring at him during the competition.
"Admit what?"
Cui Jiao spoke seriously amid Xiao Yan Ning's confusion, and his voice sounded a little muffled, as if he had been wronged.
"A fox is better than a dog."
Yan Ning: …
Cui Jiao: ...
Yan Ning: ……… “Ah?”
The relevant issues were raised too long ago.
Xiao Yan Ning was unable to react and could only stare blankly at the sentence and remember it for a long time. No matter whether it was her own brain or her own race, she cared very much about it. It was a guy who broke through the defense with just one sentence.
It was rare for Xiao Yanning to feel this confused - he had been fighting with me for half a year just to prove that foxes were better than dogs?
What did he say at the beginning?
Why is this person so persistent at this moment?
Xiao Yanning blinked her eyes and saw the red fox ears emerging from Cui Jiao's black hair.
Because she is a fox spirit, Cui Jiao looks quite evil, and when she is dissatisfied, she has a sinister look.
But at this moment, the crimson fox ears were shaking and trembling.
A bit weird.
Yan Ning hesitated for a moment, unable to help himself. He stretched out his hand and moved it twice in the direction of the shaking ear.
"Just—can I touch your ears?"
ah?
Cui Jiao was a little confused.
Is this some alternative way of accepting the challenge?
But his actions were faster than his brain, and he lowered his head almost subconsciously.
Then I felt the tip of my ear being touched.
Yan Ning only touched it for a moment and then withdrew her hand.
So this is the feeling—
Xiao Yan Ning thought to herself.
In Danfeng, he had also seen cultivators who were half-blooded with the fox clan, but these half-blooded cultivators did not have this characteristic.
The unusual hair they grew was hard and looked somewhat ferocious, making them stand out among the human monks.
Because she had touched the pointed ears of her fellow junior brothers and sisters, Yan Ning was very curious about what it felt like every time she saw Cui Jiao's soft fox ears.
It was soft, like satin. The little guy paused, tried hard with his short legs, and asked again: "Can I touch it a little lower?"
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