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"What kind of magic circle is this?" Bai Ze found it interesting.
"This is an auxiliary magic circle. You can see an illusion when you enter it." Ye Pingqin explained to Bai Ze.
"...Junior sister, you seem to have made a mistake." A disciple from the Six Peaks who was passing by said something else.
Ye Pingqin was startled. She looked in the direction of the magic circle and saw Fat Sanhua who had entered it, jumping wildly at this moment.
Countless small stones were thrown at him, and the fat cat had to bounce his body to avoid the attacks.
"Left!" Xue Zhui shouted.
Fat Sanhua tilted his head and the stone just brushed past his ear.
"Right!" the little yellow chicken also shouted.
Fat Sanhua did a 180-degree spin in the air, perfectly avoiding the small stone.
"There's one flying at your left hind leg, too!"
Fat Sanhua immediately retracted his feet, rolled himself into a ball, and successfully avoided the small stone.
"Hit the spot! Hit the spot!"
Fat Sanhua had just landed on the ground. He did a Thomas turn and avoided three small stones in one breath.
The disciples from the six surrounding peaks all put down their work unconsciously, and slowly walked to the side of the magic circle to watch the little monster performing juggling tricks.
Everyone was shocked at the time. They only knew that Fat Sanhua was very powerful, but they didn't expect him to be this powerful.
Although Fat Sanhua is fat, it is flexible enough!
"This magic circle is good and very suitable for this fat cat. You can come to our Seven Peaks to build one, and then use it specifically to help him lose weight." Bai Ze watched from the side and laughed shamelessly.
Fat Sanhua was spinning and jumping in the magic circle. Even though he was really good at it and jumped very well, he was already exhausted and out of breath after jumping for five minutes.
The fat cat took a quick look around while jumping, and after seeing the surroundings, he became very angry.
Still looking, didn't you see that he was already so tired from dancing? He was just watching, without any other expression!
"Boss, forehead!" When Xue Zhui's voice reached his ears, it was too late. Fat Sanhua was distracted, and when he concentrated again, the stone was already in front of him.
He failed to dodge this time, and the small stone hit his forehead accurately. Everyone heard a "bang" and then a "bang". The fat Spanish mackerel that was nimbly moving between the small stones was finally ruthlessly knocked to the ground.
He was like a small hill, lying flat on the ground, its peak rising slowly with his breathing.
No one dared to speak, and no one dared to make any movement. They just looked at each other secretly.
Now should they take some new actions to save the current situation?
Ye Pingqin cautiously reached out her hand, ready to take down the spirit stone that provided power to the magic circle. However, before her hand could reach there, Fat Sanhua suddenly jumped up from the ground. The fat cat ran wildly among the magic circles. This time he did not avoid the stone and ran head-on into it.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”
In order to wash away the injustice on his forehead, he used his forehead to the greatest extent possible to hit and knock away these annoying little stones.
Fat Sanhua jumped out from the pile of shattered magic circle stones that he had knocked down.
There was silence for three seconds.
Then everyone burst into warm applause.
The anger on Fat Sanhua's face had not yet subsided. He originally wanted to cause trouble for Ye Pingqin, who was not reliable at all.
This unreliable little disciple must be taught a lesson.
However, after seeing everyone's enthusiastic response, he paused, hesitated for two seconds, and then bowed to the people around him reluctantly.
He ended this farce in a very gentlemanly manner.
"It's really a shame to save face." Bai Ze sighed, and Fat Sanhua heard it. His ears moved and he moved over here without making a sound. He stretched out one of his hind legs and kicked him away with a "bang".
This Bai Ze has absolutely no foresight and doesn't learn from his lessons at all.
Although he was forced to experience the offensive magic circle, Ye Pingqin soon took him into the illusion magic circle. This time, Fat Sanhua did not jump in foolishly, but kicked Bai Ze in first. After making sure that Bai Ze was fine inside, he followed him in.
The other little monsters were also brought in.
They opened their eyes wide, and because it was just a magic circle for practice, they were all quite gentle.
When they entered, they saw a fairyland with blue sky, white clouds, green trees and grass. The little monsters were fascinated by it. Fat Sanhua simply lay down on the grass. If the disciples outside had not called them out, they might have fallen asleep right there.
After visiting several magic circles, Fat Sanhua and his friends returned home to Qifeng.
After returning to the Seven Peaks, the few little monsters except Fat Sanhua began to temper their bloodlines again. Fat Sanhua rolled on the ground in boredom.
He decided to go play with the others from the Seven Peaks, but his second brother and third sister were practicing hard. When he started meowing, those guys pretended not to understand what he said and ignored him.
Fatty Sanhua went to their legs to cause trouble, and these guys immediately flew away on their swords.
As for the stingy master, he refused to open the door for him ever since he left Maomao in his room last time.
Fat Sanhua was so angry that he fell backwards and came back angrily.
At this time, he needed to take the translators Bai Ze and Xue to chase after them, but as a boss who was very caring about his subordinates, he did not want to disturb them.
What should I do then?
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"I'm going to the upper realm today." Fat Sanhua announced this after finishing breakfast.
"Should we use our head to look at it, or should we use our butt?" the little yellow chicken asked nearby.
Fat Sanhua narrowed his eyes and looked at him twice. This little chick was becoming more and more lawless. It was okay before, but now, probably because he has become a little gentler, his words are becoming more and more mean.
The little yellow chicken immediately covered its mouth with its wings and turned around. However, the fat Sanhua did not let him go. He immediately raised his paw and hit him, kicking him away like a ball.
Of course, use your head to look at it.
Fat Sanhua actually didn't like going to the upper realm very much. After all, he didn't see any interesting places in the upper realm that were different from the lower realm. He basically gave everything he brought back to his subordinates. These younger brothers were practicing very slowly. The blood-tempering thing hasn't been finished yet, and it seemed like it would take a lifetime to learn.
What's even more annoying is that he can only go halfway. The part that goes to the upper world is basically imprisoned by the guys in the upper world, while the half that stays in the lower world will be for the people behind him to watch, which makes him very unhappy.
But today he has a mission and purpose to go to the upper realm.
He had just emerged from the stone tablet when a large group of people gathered in front of him.
Fat Sanhua was shocked. This couldn't be possible. Did this stone tablet have a predictive function, or did these monks from the upper realm have the ability to predict the future?
“It really appeared!”
"I thought you were framing us, boss. I didn't expect it to be true."
"You guys are lucky. I've been hiding here for half a month and haven't seen a hair of this cat. I didn't expect it to come out just when you guys arrived."
"I have to notify XX to come and watch it with me. I don't know when the next time will be."
Fat Sanhua, who listened to their conversation: “…………”
How idle are these people from the upper realm? They would squat in front of the stone tablet every day just to watch him. Have they never seen a cat?
Fat Sanhua doesn’t know that people in the upper realm are really idle.
The life span of ordinary people is only a few decades. In their eyes, those monks in the Spirit Transformation Realm, who have a total lifespan of two thousand years, are truly extraordinary gods. What does two thousand years mean? Among the common people, it is unknown how many dynasties can be replaced in the meantime.
But to the people in the upper realm, two thousand years are just a blink of an eye, and they have eternal life.
The difference lies in whether they can break through. Some people have limited talent and cannot break through in their entire life, and they remain stuck in that realm.
In the upper world, it can be said that no one dies of old age, because this word does not exist in their dictionary.
Basically, the monks from the upper realm were killed when they went out or they lost the desire to live after staying in the safe period, just like a statue that is eternal but will also weather and slowly disappear.
So as long as they don't want to die, feel that life is interesting, and have no interest in going out to explore the world, they will have an unlimited amount of boring time.
Therefore, to sum up, in front of this stone tablet, let alone squatting for half a month, even squatting for a year would feel like it was just a short while.
"Meow meow meow~" I'm looking for the boss.
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon cultivators among the onlookers raised their hands and began to call Yu Zishi.
Yu Zishi trotted over, squatted down and looked at Fat Sanhua at eye level.
"Meow~" I have something to ask you.
"you say."
"Meow meow~" Can you help me make a magical instrument that can translate my language?
Fat Sanhua's eyes were shining. In his opinion, the upper realm should be omnipotent.
Yu Zishi looked at the young demon cultivator standing beside him.
Needless to say, there are two basic conditions for completing this magic weapon. One is that the maker must be a demon cultivator, and the second is that he must also be a master of refining.
Of course, it is most convenient to ask demon cultivators this kind of question.
"Of course, the person at the corner is a master of demon cultivation weapons." The demon cultivator nodded.
So Yu Zishi immediately told the waiter in the store to go find the master.
Fat Sanhua was wondering whether he should go back, but before he could retract his head, he saw that the onlookers had a plate of food in their hands. They looked at him with bright eyes, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and Fat Sanhua immediately opened his mouth wide.
"Look, his belly has gotten bigger again." Bai Ze narrowed his eyes.
The eldest senior brother was away these two days, and they had to eat the disgusting meals made by Xiao Yueqi. Could it be that the cat went through so much trouble just to have a meal?
It doesn't seem impossible.
Fatty Sanhua had only eaten half of his meal when the waiter came back with a thing that looked like a glass ball in his hand, which was used for recording videos.
"The master wants you to say some sentences he requires." The waiter said as he spread out the paper in his other hand.
There are a lot of words written densely on it.
Fat Sanhua fell into silence.
Did he have reason to suspect that the master was deliberately targeting him because he was illiterate?
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