Ling Yue'er read it for a while before reluctantly putting down the booklet.
Wang Li suddenly said again: "I haven't asked you before, how did you and that scholar know each other?"
Hearing this, Ling Yue'er's eyes suddenly sharpened, and she opened her mouth slightly to reveal a pair of pointed tiger teeth.
She angrily poked the food in the bowl with her chopsticks and said angrily: "I met him when I went to eavesdrop on him at a private school, where he teaches."
"Eavesdropping?"
"Well, I like to listen to people talk, but there are a lot of things I don't understand, so I have to learn."
Wang Li licked his lips, not knowing what to think.
Click!
The chopsticks in Ling Yue'er's hand were suddenly pinched off, and she immediately dropped the bowl and chopsticks angrily: "I hate it! I won't eat it!"
Looking up, she looked at Wang Li and said: "In half a year, that damn scholar hasn't taught me half of the Analects of Confucius. I obviously studied it seriously every time I went there. He was only busy with his own things and didn't care at all."
He taught me seriously, but in vain I would bring him tuition every time I went there, thinking about the future...but! He actually wanted to sell me!!"
As she spoke, Ling Yue'er became more and more angry, her eyes gradually changed, her round pupils turned into vertical pupils, and even her fair and smooth skin began to grow a layer of light fuzz.
Is this how you show your true colors when you are so angry?
Wang Li wanted to laugh, but managed to hold it back.
Speaking of which, this was Ling Yue'er's first real vent after the incident. After all, it was easier to resolve things by speaking them out than by keeping them in mind.
"You are a cat demon, why would you want to marry a mortal?"
"It's not the blame on those storytellers! They all told stories about demons and humans, so poignant that they would make a cat cry. Now I realize that they are all lies! Fortunately, I didn't marry him, but it's a pity that I couldn't take revenge with my own hands."
"Huh? But when I was ruining the temple, I heard you say... your husband-in-law?"
"Isn't Xianggong a title for scholars?"
"That's right, but with the first two words, it usually refers to the husband."
Ling Yue'er's eyes suddenly turned red: "No! I have read "The Female Commandment"!"
Wang Li finally couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to be a knowledgeable and educated monster."
Ling Yue'er gritted her teeth again: "Hateful! If I had known at that time, I shouldn't have had any illusions. I should have just killed them all!!"
But Wang Li shook his head: "If you really did that at that time, then Master Qingchi probably wouldn't mind getting rid of the demon directly."
Hearing this, Ling Yue'er shrank her neck, "Actually, I've discovered you guys a long time ago, especially that old monk. He was like a sun in my perception. At that time, I thought I was dead..."
"Master Qingchi is not an ordinary monk, but if you meet another master, then you are really in danger." Wang Li thought of Qingwu, this old monk with a stern face and tough style always reminded him of
Fahai.
Ling Yue'er curled her lips, lowered her head and said nothing.
"You can rest assured in the future. Although my strength is not as good as yours, I am a human being, and no one will say anything like exorcism to you at will."
"Yes, I am your slave now." Ling Yue'er tilted her head and pouted.
Wang Li raised his eyebrows: "Have you ever seen a slave come to the table to eat with his master?"
"I didn't come here on my own!" Ling Yue'er stood up in embarrassment, grabbed the spell book on the table and turned away.
"Wait a moment!"
Ling Yue'er stood at the door, turning back with a cold face: "What else do you want to say?"
Wang Li bit his chopsticks gently, looked at her figure curiously, and said slowly: "I remember that the clothes on your body fell off when you turned into a cat in the cave last time, but then I couldn't help but feel that you turned into a human and a cat."
No more clothes. Also, if the clothes you are wearing are made of fur, are you wearing them or not?"
Listening to Wang Li's words, Ling Yue'er's eyes opened wider and wider, and her mouth couldn't help but open, as if she heard something earth-shattering.
When he finished speaking, Ling Yue'er's cheeks turned red and her head looked like a ripe cherry.
"Shameless! Meow!!"
With a scolding and a scream, she instantly turned into a ball of blue light and escaped into the newly rising night.
Wang Li couldn't help laughing out loud.
Suddenly, he caught a bright light in the corner of his eye.
He lowered his head and blinked, only to see Wangcai licking the empty bowl very selflessly, and his forehead was glowing at the moment.
The pale golden light was very bright, illuminating its skull clearly.
The light source is roughly a few inches above the middle of the eyes, and something seems to be about to break out of the body.
Wang Li's smile suddenly froze, and then disappeared completely within a few breaths.
My happiness is too short-lived...
No matter Nezha or Three Eyes, they are not big figures that Wang Li can reach now.
Wangcai's head is so bright. Could it be that he is not the roaring dog, but Yang Erlang?
As soon as his thoughts changed, Wang Li immediately shook his head.
How could Yang Jian turn into a dog? If not, he would just sleep in the dog's belly like Nezha.
Considering the relationship between Yang Jian and Roaring Sky Dog, maybe the light source at this time is evidence that Yang Jian is hiding in its body?
Or maybe this has nothing to do with Yang Jian, but that he will grow a third eye like his owner?
"Prosperous wealth." Wang Li called softly.
The dog immediately raised his head.
Wang Li pointed at its forehead with a smile.
Wangcai's eyes rolled up and he was startled for a moment. Then he stood up straight and covered his forehead with his two front paws.
But the light was so dazzling that it couldn't cover it up at all.
So, Wangcai turned his head, his legs flew up very fast, and he ran out of the door. He lit up half of the yard.
But soon, the pale golden light disappeared.
Wang Li ate alone, and the speed was much faster. After eating, he got up and put it into the food box. Uncle Xu also came in time.
Later, Wang Li took a look in the yard and saw that Wangcai had dug a hole and buried his head, leaving only his body outside, which looked a bit strange.
He shook his head, turned around and went back to his room, where he sat cross-legged and practiced.
Sword energy is the first step in the practice of sword art.
Normally, when most people talk about sword energy, they refer to the spiritual energy with sharp attributes that is transformed into mana after passing through the sword body.
For sword cultivators, the real sword energy must be blessed by the sword intention. Only when the energy is controlled by the intention can it be called "sword energy". In this way, even if there is no sword in the hand, the magic power and the sword intention can be condensed into a very powerful sword.
Sword energy.
The requirements for sword art are even higher, even a little extreme.
It guides the sword intention from the realization of the soul into the Dantian, and directly transforms the practitioner's magic power into sword energy from the source. Because the sword intention merges and sits here, the spiritual energy later spreads all over the sky and becomes one's own body.
When you use it, it will naturally become sword energy. In this way, you don't need to think about it, and your every move can be filled with sword energy.
Of course, this kind of sword energy will not harm oneself, because the sword intention is one's own, and the spiritual energy is also one's own. There is no reason for the fused sword energy to backfire on the owner.
If you are really injured, there is either something wrong with the cultivator himself, or there is something wrong with the method of cultivation.
In other words, if the sword energy in the body does not distinguish between friend and foe, then it would cut your own Dantian meridians to pieces at every turn. Why would you practice it?
The lotus growing step by step absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and travels all over the sky; the sword formula nourishes the sword's will, cultivates the sword's energy, and firmly guards the Dantian.
The king carp matches them very harmoniously.
[Concentration] As I practice more and more deeply, the calm and elegant lotus fragrance fills the air again.
Not long after, a kitten crossed the threshold silently. Seeing Wang Li's eyes tightly closed, he slowly exhaled and then moved forward slowly. Finally, he couldn't stand the temptation and lay in his arms again. This chapter has been completed!