Chapter 248 Dongfeng Express

Bo Lou stretched out his hand and tugged at his face, "You are quite arrogant. You are just in the middle stage of the Yuanying stage, and you dare to challenge the True God?"

He Cen raised his neck, very proudly, "So what!"

"He is unreasonable but still wants to argue. His behavior is beyond the tolerance of a true God. He has harmed so many innocent people. We must settle this account with him."

"I am the spirit of the divine sword. I am not afraid of him."

She looks cute and proud, which makes people feel itchy just by looking at her.

The Demon Lord laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you are the strongest sword spirit. You don't have to be afraid of anyone. I will support you."

"Does the wound still hurt?"

He Cen pinched him and said, "You'd better not ask me this question for a while. It makes me angry every time I think about it!"

"I have to avoid people when taking a shower lately."

Several masters laughed softly, "Are you still angry?"

"How about I wash it for you?"

He Cen quickly crossed his arms over his chest, "Stop! There's no need to be so formal!"

"I have hands and feet, so I don't need to bathe myself. If outsiders knew that you, the lords, condescended to bathe your little apprentice, how would they look at me?"

Bei Qi came over and used the fox tail to rub He Cen's waist, "How can there be outsiders? Aren't these people our own~"

"Are you shy, baby?"

He Cen blushed and stepped back a little, "Don't come at me!"

"Don't try to seduce me with your pretty face. I tell you it won't work."

Bei Qi smiled and continued to move closer to him, "Ah? It doesn't work?"

"Baby, are you really willing to refuse to be your master? Am I not your favorite master?"

This beauty trap made He Cen's head almost go crazy. He looked at Bei Qi with an intoxicated face. After a long silence, he reached out and covered his peach blossom eyes, "Don't seduce me!"

"I'm still angry, don't look at me with such a pitiful face!"

The beautiful fox lady really enjoyed playing with the little sword spirit, but after playing for a while she sat back down.

The energy in these systems is quite deep, and it is a bit difficult to extract it and absorb it for your own use.

Moreover, having just received the gift from Heaven, he instinctively felt some repulsion towards the other party.

But He Cen had taken great pains to catch so many, so they couldn't be wasted.

After Bo Lou refined the metal ball outside the system, the other three seized the opportunity to draw out the energy inside.

This should also be considered a kind of divine power, but it seems difficult to control.

He Cen felt it and found it very different from the overbearing and powerful force of the Heavenly Dao. Perhaps there was a big difference between gods. In short, the power of the Lord God made people extremely repulsive.

I guess Heaven doesn't like him either.

The two sides should be considered hostile forces.

The little sword spirit sighed, "I wanted to give you another boost, but it seems that's not going to work."

"No matter how strong the energy contained in this system is, it is incompatible with our world."

Seeing that he looked distressed, Jun Chao and Wen Qing touched his head.

"It may not be wasted. If we collect this energy, it may have other uses. If all else fails, I can exchange it with Tiandao later if I can have a conversation with him."

He Cen blinked, "This is a good idea. They sent us such a powerful thunderstorm, so it wouldn't be wrong for us to return the favor."

"Heaven has to praise me for being sensible. I always think of him when I have good things!"

The four masters were almost driven to death by his cuteness. They knew clearly that the Lord God coveted this small world and was deliberately trying to annoy people, but he was so good as to send this great gift to the Heavenly Dao to give him a headache.

This thank-you gift must be given by God.

It must be because the sword spirit has a lot of face. They would never dare to think of such an idea.

However, He Cen not only dared to think about it, he also dared to do it. After Jun Chao extracted the energy of the Lord God, he asked Wen Qing to re-build a container and pour it all into it.

The previous system was like a small electronic ball held in the palm of one's hand. After so many of them were gathered together, He Cen rolled them into the size of a football.

After putting various seals in place to ensure that the energy would not leak out, the little sword spirit lifted its feet and juggled the ball with considerable skill.

The young man raised his foot to hook the ball, then stood on tiptoe and caught it with his back, turned around and pushed it with his shoulder, and finally it landed steadily on the surface of his shoe.

The movements are smooth and flowing, and it is really pleasing to watch when He Cen performs them.

Several masters were slightly surprised, with indescribable appreciation and satisfaction in their eyes.

"It turns out that He He can play Cuju~"

He Cen smiled slightly and said, "When I was in middle school in that world, I joined the football team."

"Just wait and see about this little thing. I'll send a Dongfeng Express to Tiandao and deliver it to him right away!"

After saying that, he threw the ball in his hand into the air, then raised his foot with all his strength, breaking the sky in an instant and kicking the energy ball to the upper realm.

He is a sword spirit, and he has been practicing in the world of cultivation for so many years, so of course he is extremely powerful.

Others may not be able to deliver it, but with this kick from the Sword Spirit, whatever one wishes for will come true.

The ball hit the back garden of the upper circle right away.

He Cen looked up at the sky, and was relieved to see that the ball hadn't fallen. He clapped his hands and put his hands on his waist in a very proud manner, "How is it? Am I really awesome?"

A well-behaved disciple would ask for a reward one day, and the people in Jun Dynasty were also very surprised, "Did he really send it up?"

He Cen raised his eyebrows, "Of course not, how could I fail?"

"You four have just reached the Mahayana stage, so you should practice more, otherwise I will be worried."

Bo Lou laughed, "You, a person in the middle stage of Yuanying, are worrying about the four of us in the Mahayana stage. Isn't this a bit putting the cart before the horse?"

"The disciple spends more time and effort than the master does. How can we feel at ease with this?"

He Cen thought to himself, when you were biting me, I didn't see you reflecting on yourselves. Are these master and apprentices a proper master-apprentice relationship?

The little sword spirits were not surprised. They always felt that the relationship between themselves and their masters, who were close friends, had long since deteriorated.

It's all about what.

As long as the marks on his body didn't disappear, he couldn't help but have wild thoughts and always felt that his current condition was weird.

It’s all because of the four masters. He used to like to stick to people, but now he’s always afraid that the masters will bite him a few times while he’s sleeping.

The main reason is that He Cen is delicate and afraid of pain, and he can't beat these four people, so he'd better stay away from them.

The four people from Jun Chao also noticed it, but they were indeed wrong in what they did and felt very embarrassed.

But it’s not good for the little sword spirit to keep hiding from them. If the disciple doesn’t come to stick to the master, then it’s not wrong for the master to stick to the disciple.

He Cen is a person who likes to eat and sleep. Other monks do not have those desires, but he is different. He likes to satisfy his appetite and also likes to sleep.

When he came in that day, he saw four masters occupying his bed in a friendly manner, "Baby~ You're back, where did you go just now?"

Hecen:……

"You look like four foxes."

Bei Qi burst into laughter, "Who is He He? He has been hiding from us recently."

"Come here and let me see if your wound has healed."