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After saying these words, Fat Sanhua shook his head.
"Do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll leave first." Fat Sanhua broke free from Zhu Wenbin's arms.
He had just taken a nap, and after waking up, he stretched his body and stretched himself.
Fat Sanhua returned along the same path.
He is a good cat with a conscience. He still remembers those two evil cultivators and he wants to go back to see them.
He Sifang stared at Fat Sanhua.
No way, no way, is this demon cultivator really going to leave? Is he going to leave just like that?
Shouldn't it be the game of playing hard to get, shouldn't it be retreating in order to advance?
He Sifang's eyes widened. In the past, others always begged him for help, but today he was ignored so completely.
He watched helplessly as the cat swaggered back to his grave, lightly jumping over the debris of the wall he had destroyed.
His calm demeanor and noble attitude were completely beyond He Sifang's expectations.
Zhu Wenbin watched Fat Sanhua leave and he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is good. He was originally too embarrassed to say anything in front of Fat Sanhua, but now that Fat Sanhua is gone, he can start his performance.
"Mr. He?" Zhu Wenbin rubbed his face where He Sifang couldn't see, trying to make himself look ingratiating but not fawning, humble but not self-deprecating.
"Huh?" He Sifang heard the voice, turned his head and finally remembered the existence of Zhu Wenbin.
"Well, actually... I have a very close relationship with that fat cat, I mean the cat fairy." Zhu Wenbin hadn't lowered his posture to others in many years, but he was very skilled from the beginning, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.
"Oh." He Sifang was not a fool, so he naturally understood what Zhu Wenbin meant, and he felt much more relieved.
He finally regained some face.
Zhu Wenbin had a smile on his face, but in his heart he had already trampled on He Sifang countless times.
Why is this guy so arrogant? Even if he really understood a little bit of the way of all things, he is still dead. Since he is dead, it means that he did not succeed in ascending.
Since he failed to ascend, his understanding of the Dao of All Things must not be complete, and there are at least some flaws.
"What's your relationship with that fat cat, I mean that demon cultivator friend?" He Sifang calmed down.
It's okay to find someone else to teach, but he can't be worse than this demon cultivator.
"I am his master." Zhu Wenbin said straightforwardly.
He Sifang: “…………”
He Sifang and Zhu Wenbin stared at each other in disbelief. He Sifang almost couldn't maintain his expression and screamed.
Don't try to fool him!
This demon cultivator may be hateful, but his abilities are absolutely first-rate. He doesn't think he is worse than the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm in front of him.
Just as Zhu Wenbin was about to explain further, he suddenly heard a scream from outside that was familiar to him.
“Meow——!”
Zhu Wenbin stopped all his movements, and sure enough, the next second, Fat Sanhua rushed in again in a hurry.
He rushed into Zhu Wenbin's arms, his ears drooped and his tail tucked in, looking pitiful and weak: "I'm so scared, why is that body still outside?"
Zhu Wenbin rubbed the cat's head.
This cat's IQ always fluctuates, and the range is extremely large. When it is high, it is extremely high, even he can be fooled. When it is low, it is extremely low, so low that it is outrageous.
"Yes, haven't you seen that corpse before? It has naturally always been there. What you just saw was an image, which is naturally different from the corpse." Zhu Wenbin's tone has never been so gentle. He now has to show his demeanor as a master in front of He Sifang.
Fat Sanhua raised his head stealthily, his tone soft, completely without the fierce attitude just now: "Then maybe... would you like to go back with me later?"
"Of course." Zhu Wenbin smiled.
If any person or monster from the Seven Peaks saw this scene, they would definitely get horrified. What's with this atmosphere of loving father and filial son? It doesn't fit the character and cat setting of this man and cat at all.
"My friend, this Immortal Lord is yours..."
"He's my master." Fat Sanhua answered quickly.
He Sifang never expected that what Zhu Wenbin said was actually the truth.
"Your cultivation level..."
“Universe Realm.” Fat Sanhua swung his tail unhappily. This guy had the nerve to brag about himself and how powerful he was, but in the end he couldn’t even see this?
He Sifang was in a daze for a moment. It seemed that a long time had really passed and the world outside had become different. Now he was actually in the Spirit Transformation Realm and giving his master the Universe Realm.
Could it be that this Divine Mirror really has some extraordinary features?
He originally thought that this cat was a proud and complacent one, but now it seems that is not entirely true.
"I wonder how long you have been practicing?" He Sifang decided to think about the problem from a different angle.
After all, they are demon cultivators, and demon cultivators all have bloodlines. Maybe there are some little demon beasts who are still very young, so they follow human cultivators to learn, and that is why they don’t understand the benefits of cultivating the Dao of All Things.
"Practice?" Fat Sanhua's ears moved.
This question made him feel a little guilty. After he came to this world, he started practicing cultivation at first, but later he lay on the stone slabs and slept all day long. He really couldn't say the word "cultivation".
"It's... it's been about half a year, I guess." Fat Sanhua tried hard to increase the time for himself.
He Sifang's expressions froze.
"People ask you how long you have lived." Zhu Wenbin patted Fat Sanhua.
Demon cultivators are different from humans. They have been practicing since they were born.
For demon cultivators, they do not need to do anything deliberately. Their cultivation level will naturally increase with age due to their bloodline.
He Sifang breathed a sigh of relief and said so.
The cat nearly frightened him to death.
It seems that it is just as he expected. This little demon cultivator is not very old, probably just a few hundred years old, which is why he is so restless about worldly affairs.
"Oh, then I'm probably four or five years old." Fat Sanhua shook his butt. He thought this was a very big number.
Because he heard that many cats out there that are not kept by anyone can only live for one or two years, and cats like him are already considered middle-aged and young cats.
He Sifang paused again, and Zhu Wenbin's expression accidentally twisted.
"Meow!" Fat Sanhua turned his head and glared at Zhu Wenbin in dissatisfaction. What was this guy doing? Why did he suddenly hit his butt?
What's the matter? He didn't care when I spanked him before. Does this guy seem to be addicted to spanking?
Alas, but it's understandable.
After all, his butt is round, big and elastic, and it must feel great to touch, so it's normal that you can't help yourself.
It's a shame that he has such a butt.
Fat Sanhua shook his head.
Four or five years old...
He Sifang was calculating frantically in his head, and when Fat Sanhua raised his head and looked at him, he found that He Sifang's eyes were shining, and his eyes were looking at him as if honey was flowing out.
Fat Sanhua: “…………” What’s wrong? Did he say something excessive?
"My friend, you are still young and may not be able to fully understand the benefits of the Way of All Things. But as you practice for a long time, you will definitely understand it in the future."
Although the first goal of a cultivator is definitely to improve his own cultivation in order to be able to ascend in the future.
But if you think about it from another perspective, who wouldn't want to have a disciple with extraordinary talent?
Even if you cannot ascend yourself, becoming the master of an ascended monk is quite fulfilling and prestigious.
He Sifang's partner didn't want to let Fat Sanhua go even more.
Fat Sanhua curled his lips. He would not regret it and stopped talking to himself.
He was about to refuse He Sifang again when Zhu Wenbin pinched his butt suddenly.
Oh, this is a bit too much bullying. It would be fine once or twice, but how can it happen three, four, or five times? You really don't take him seriously.
Fat Sanhua was just about to get angry with Zhu Wenbin, but he turned his head and saw Zhu Wenbin winking at him.
!
The man and the cat looked at each other and began to communicate with their eyes.
Fat Sanhua: Do you really want to learn the Tao of all things?
Zhu Wenbin: Yes, yes.
At this point, saving a little face is not a particularly embarrassing thing. He doesn't know how many times he has lost.
Fat Sanhua: Oh...
Fat Sanhua: Then go and learn it. I don’t want to learn it anyway.
Zhu Wenbin silently looked at the cat in front of him who was completely unable to conceal his lust.
It would be strange if Fat Sanhua didn't understand the twists and turns involved.
He did it on purpose, the fat cat was going over the top as usual.
Zhu Wenbin: I can agree to one of your requests.
Fat Sanhua: Hmm...
Fat Sanhua nodded slowly, but he neither said yes nor no. Seeing this attitude, Zhu Wenbin wanted to pinch his butt again, but the current situation did not allow him to do so.
"Well, Immortal Lord, I'm sorry to trouble you. I want to learn that... Wan..." Fat San didn't listen carefully from the beginning, and he actually forgot about it after a while.
"The Way of All Things!" Not only was He Sifang not angry, he also hurriedly told him the full name.
Fat Sanhua nodded to show that he understood.
As for Zhu Wenbin, he is always called Fat Sanhua's master. Fat Sanhua is too young now and cannot understand many things. He may need some guidance from his master Zhu Wenbin.
Therefore, He Sifang did not let Zhu Wenbin avoid it.
"This Dao of All Things... first of all..." He Sifang began.
Fat Sanhua resisted the urge to yawn, while Zhu Wenbin looked expectant.
“To feel everything.”
Fat Sanhua shook his head, trying to cheer himself up, while Zhu Wenbin's expectation turned into some doubt and speechlessness.
Are there some unreliable guys in this Star Shattering Secret Realm?
It's not that the dead powerful person has become an unreliable guy, but that the unreliable powerful person has died.
Zhu Wenbin calmed himself down. This was just the first sentence. He couldn't make a decision so quickly, nor could he be so pessimistic. Maybe things could turn around.
He listened hopefully to the next sentence.
"Humans are also one of the myriad things, so if you want to practice the way of all things, you must return to all things!" He Sifang said with great force.
Fat Sanhua listened and looked around: "Aren't we among all things now?"
Is there ever a day when they are not among all things?
"My friend, these all things are not those all things. The all things I am talking about are in our hearts. Our hearts must return to all things!" He Sifang was a little anxious and spoke a lot faster.
"...Oh, how do we return to all things in our hearts?" Fat Sanhua originally wanted to say a few perfunctorily, but who knew that Zhu Wenbin pushed his butt again.
What a hassle.
“That’s why I said at the beginning, we need to perceive and feel with our hearts,” He Sifang emphasized again.
Zhu Wenbin's expression cracked.
He was now certain that this guy was just talking nonsense!
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