Xiao Zhao climbed onto Shen Lang's lap with his short legs, raised his little head, his big watery eyes were shining, and he looked at him eagerly, conveying his heartfelt voice:
[I have been practicing very hard! I have to eat all the imperial liquid every day, and I will soon be promoted to the psychic realm. Don’t worry!]
Shen Lang looked at it speechlessly:
"So apart from eating all the Imperial Liquid every day, you have never practiced seriously, right?"
Xiao Zhao suddenly flashed his cute big eyes:
[Where? There are people who seriously practice the ‘Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound’ every day...]
"What you call practicing Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound is just snoring when you take a nap, right?"
[No, on the surface it looks like Meow is taking a nap, but in fact he is practicing Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound...]
"As for Xiaoyu, when he had exclusive access to all the imperial fluids produced every day, he was promoted to the psychic realm in only about ten days. Why? Because in addition to exclusively enjoying the imperial fluids, Xiaoyu also practiced diligently every day.
.You are now... oh, you have been exclusively enjoying the Emperor's Liquid Serum for almost fourteen days, and you still haven't been promoted..."
[Hehe... This shows that Meow has greater potential, so more Imperial Flow Serum is needed...]
Shen Lang did not smile playfully with it, but said seriously:
"If you haven't been promoted to the second level when you arrive in Yingzhou, then give up your position, and all the emperor fluids produced in the future will be given to Xiaogu. You should also see how hard Xiaogu practices.
.And it is only a first-level little demon, and its swordsmanship is already comparable to that of a seventh-level warrior. It has great potential and is diligent, so it is better to train it."
Xiao Zhao immediately became nervous, and quickly jumped onto Shen Lang's shoulder, holding his chin with her little paws, rubbing her pink nose on his face, and said through the voice:
[Don’t be like this... That little bone was originally a human, and his bones are not ordinary. He was born with jade bones, and he can swordsmanship. His foundation is really good, so he was so powerful in the first level. He used to be just a
A kitten that has not been weaned has a very poor foundation and needs more supplements...]
Shen Lang glared: "Then you still say you have greater potential?"
[Meow means competing with the little fish...]
"But Xiaoyu advanced to the second level in ten days, and you haven't done anything in fourteen days."
[Uuuuuuu...Shen Lang, don’t you love me anymore?]
Xiao Zhao raised his head with tears in his eyes.
"Stop being so cute here! Brother, I won't do this now! Let's establish an army. Before arriving in Yingzhou, you must be promoted to the second realm!"
【?......】
Xiao Zhao puffed up his cheeks, his big eyes full of reluctance:
[I know... don't worry, I just haven't taken it seriously yet. Once I do, I will be promoted to the second level in three days at most!]
Shen Lang then laughed and rubbed its soft cat ears:
"This is my good cat."
[Hmph, you have to be nice to me, otherwise when you get old, it will be up to you whether others can support you...]
"I also have Xiaoyu, Xiaogu, and Xiaoya. They are all very good."
【Shen Lang is such a playboy!】
Xiao Zhao bitterly bit him on the face with her baby teeth, jumped out, flew to the bed a few times, and curled up in a ball at the corner of the bed.
Well, it really isn't taking a nap right now.
Although its posture looks like it is sleeping, its chest and abdomen are bulging, making bursts of thunder-like rumbling sounds. When its pink nose is flaring, there are also two white airflows that give people a sharp feeling.
With a contraction and a cycle of hesitation, I really started to practice seriously.
"Come on, hold on, don't fall asleep!"
Shen Lang encouraged him, opened the "Flame Knife" Taoist Secret Scroll, and studied it carefully.
A minute later, he put away the secret scroll and said to himself confidently:
"Although I understood the secret scroll in one second, I still spent nearly a minute studying it carefully. Now I am familiar with this eighth-level Taoist art, and I just need to construct the Taoist runes!
"Xiao Zhao, let's compete to see whether you advance to the second level of psychic realm first, or I master this eighth-level Taoist skill first!"
Three days later.
After a storm, the King Shark was in a mess.
Chen Yuniang stood on the helm, directing the brothers to clean up the mess, and said to herself:
"It's really strange. I've never encountered such frequent storms since I ran into the sea at the age of twelve. Before, there was a storm every day from Qianxing Islands to Jiange Island. In the past few days, I've been traveling from Jiange Island to Jiange Island.
Yingzhou is a little better, but there are two storms in six days... This is very abnormal and feels weird."
"It means there is some bad luck in the fleet." Luo Er, carrying a half-broken mast, was passing under the helm and said angrily: "It's a pity that I don't know who it is, otherwise I would have to give him a chance."
A small boat, let him row the boat and get out of here!"
Mu Qingxue was standing on the bow of the ship, shooting golden energy into the sky to indicate the direction of other ships in the fleet. When she heard Chen Yuniang talking to Luo Er, she looked as if nothing had happened, but her earlobes were slightly red, and she felt in her heart
Secretly whispering:
"How can there be any bad luck? There was a storm only three days ago, and there were no casualties. It was obviously good luck!"
In the cabin.
Shen Lang shook his head helplessly:
"It's a pity... I was only a little short of constructing the Taoist runes for the 'Flame Knife', but I was hit by a storm and fell short..."
Just now, the hull of the ship was bumping like a roller coaster. In this environment, it would be good if Shen Lang could barely maintain his balance. How could he focus on constructing Taoist runes?
Not only did the construction of the last bit of runes fail, but most of the runes that had been constructed stably in the first three days also collapsed due to this implication.
Fortunately, this was just the collapse of Taoist runes that had not yet been completely formed. The impact on the soul was relatively slight. It only made him dizzy and tinnitus for a while, and the mental power was slightly consumed. However, it did not harm the soul and the sea of consciousness.
"Oh, I have to start from scratch again. Fortunately, with my previous experience, I should be able to successfully construct it in two days at most. Well, if there is no storm... In other words, from the beginning of the Thousand Star Islands, we have already suffered so much
There have been many storms. If there is no bad god in the fleet, I will never be able to do it. Don’t let me know who the unlucky guy from hell is, otherwise... hum!"
When he was thinking about it, the mark of the dot pen on the back of his hand became slightly warm, and Xiao Zhao's voice came into his mind:
[Wow hahaha, Shen Lang, I have been promoted to the second level! 】
Shen Lang raised his brows and looked happy. He quickly stood up and checked the door lock, then put a chair against the hatch. Then with a thought, he entered the pen space.
In a space the size of a basketball gym, it was still so cold and dark.
When Shen Lang came in, the little fish that was swimming around in the water tank and blowing bubbles immediately jumped out of the water and greeted him cheerfully.
The rabbit demon Xiaoya, who was jumping among the seedlings and taking good care of the sprouted "Ichthyosaurus" and other medicinal materials, also said in a sweet voice: "Hello, Master Yin! Are you here to see the medicinal materials?"
They are growing very well!”
Xiaogu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a hundred-forged black iron sword resting on his knees, making magic seals with his hands, practicing the "Yam Demon Prison Suppressing Technique" by himself.
Shen Lang smiled and greeted Xiaoyu and Xiaoya, then looked at the five-color round well.
I saw Xiao Zhaozhenghu squatting by the well, raising his little head, looking proud.
Seeing Shen Lang walking towards it, Xiao Zhao's eyes suddenly narrowed, he opened his small mouth and called out "meow".
Although this sound still sounds milky, it has an indescribable majesty.
And following its cry, an invisible wind suddenly rose up and swept past Shen Lang.
When this "invisible wind" blew over his body, Shen Lang's body was only slightly cold, but his soul was swaying violently. It felt like there was an invisible force, like his soul was being pulled out of his body.
Like it was pulled out.
As his soul swayed, Shen Lang's body, which was just slightly cold, suddenly became stiff and paralyzed. His whole body seemed to be under a restraining spell, and he could not even move his fingertips.
Xiao Zhao originally just wanted to show off his upgraded "King's Style" to him. But he didn't expect that he would freeze Shen Lang in place with his voice, and his face would turn pale, like a dead person, which immediately frightened him.
He jumped a lot and said with a cry:
"Tuji, help me quickly, I'm in trouble!"
Well, after being promoted to the second level, Xiao Zhao was finally able to speak.
Seeing that Shen Lang was motionless, Xiaoya was a little panicked, and quickly used the "Small Return to Heaven Technique" to swipe over.
After treating his upper body, Shen Lang, who was standing still, suddenly shivered, regained his ability to move, and his pale face gradually turned rosy.
【Master, are you okay?】
Xiaoya quickly jumped in front of Shen Lang and asked nervously.
"I'm fine. Xiaoya is so good." Shen Lang knelt down, smiled and touched its long ears.
The little fish also emerged from the water tank and said nervously:
"Shen Lang, how are you, Shen Lang? Come here quickly, I'll give you electrotherapy..."
Well, Xiaoyu's "Lightning Flash" can also perform "cardiopulmonary resuscitation" if the output intensity is controlled well...
"I'm fine, don't worry, there's no need for electrotherapy!" Shen Lang waved his hand to Xiaoyu in a funny way.
Xiaogu was meditating by himself. Because he was in the Dianjingbi space, he didn't have to worry about external enemies. He was immersed in his cultivation with peace of mind. He was extremely slow to perceive the outside world and didn't know about this accident.
Otherwise, with his indifferent and cold temperament, which only cares for Shen Lang, I am afraid that he will hunt down Xiao Zhao with a sword.
At this time, Xiao Zhao also flew over in twos and twos, jumped onto Shen Lang's shoulders, hugged his neck with his little claws, and cried with a trembling voice:
"I'm sorry Shen Lang, I didn't mean it on purpose. I just wanted to show off to you, but I didn't expect..."
Shen Lang flicked his finger on its forehead as a punishment, and then criticized:
"You must not be so reckless in the future. This is me. If it were an ordinary person, or even an ordinary lower-level third-level warrior, I would probably lose my soul on the spot!"
After Xiaoyu advanced to the second level, he could fire hundreds of "water arrows" in volleys, even the fifth-level master Ghost Wangdong could be killed in seconds.
A full-strength "Thunder Strike" can even make Jin Yiming, a pseudo-fourth-level fighter, tremble all over and smoke from his mouth and nose. If it falls on a sixth-level or fifth-level warrior, he will either die or be maimed.
After Xiao Zhao advanced to the second level, the power of his spells naturally increased sharply, not inferior to Xiaoyu. The "Wind of the King" had no problem blowing away the souls of unprotected lower-level third-level warriors. The same could be said for sixth-level or even fifth-level warriors without protection.
Either he would die or he would be severely disabled.
In other words, Shen Lang's mental strength is strong enough, and as a demon master, he can be exempted from the instant death spells of the little demons under his command - like Xiao Zhao's King's Wind, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot blow away his soul, and at most it can only destroy him.
He just stayed still.
Xiao Zhao was also frightened by his own recklessness. When Shen Lang taught him a lesson, he rarely talked back and bowed his head obediently.
Shen Lang gave Xiao Zhao a few more stern words of reprimand. Seeing that he really listened, he changed his tone and encouraged him:
"We agreed before that we would be promoted to the second level in three days. Xiao Zhao, you kept your promise. You were successfully promoted before I could cultivate the 'Flame Knife'. This fact makes me very happy."
"Really?" Xiao Zhao raised his head and looked at him carefully.
"Really." Shen Lang chuckled and rubbed his furry head: "As long as he doesn't be as reckless as he was today."
"I will never be so reckless in the future!" Xiao Zhao promised loudly.
"Okay. I have personally experienced the power of the king's wind. Now it's time to take a look at the 'Gengjin Sword Qi'."