Li An's eyes looked through the void at the word "Li" on the back of the moon, and nodded involuntarily.
After thinking about it, he didn't erase all the writing like before. This time the word "李" made him particularly satisfied.
After obtaining the sword art with cursive characters, he often practiced calligraphy on the back of the moon, which was known as cultivating sentiment.
After carving the words, the grass on Li An's palm automatically fell off and fell to the ground.
Then the roots of the grass turned into feet and ran away. Only when they were far enough away from Li An did they push back the soil on the ground and bury themselves back.
This grass is the one that Li An once judged to have the appearance of a demon emperor. Perhaps because of the true psychic, this grass has grown more and more gratifyingly over the years.
Perhaps Li An often used this grass to practice calligraphy with the grass-shaped sword technique. This weed grew nine leaves, just like the nine-leaf sword grass.
Moreover, he also saw the true meaning of the grass-character sword formula on this grass. Although it was only a wisp, it was very terrifying.
That is the Ten Evil Treasure Technique, a Taoist magical power at the level of an Immortal King. Even if the body he uses has used the Grass-Character Sword Technique, it is impossible for an ordinary weed to realize its true meaning. This is a miracle.
"Can he really become a demon emperor?"
Li An was a little shocked. Originally, he was just talking casually, but he didn't expect this weed to really have such qualifications.
Thinking about it, he took out a jade purification bottle and went to the weed.
The grass was hidden among a pile of weeds. After sensing Li An's approach, he felt a little scared.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Li An sent out a ray of consciousness.
This weed has extraordinary spiritual behavior, so it is naturally psychic and clearly understands the meaning of its spiritual consciousness, but it is still a little timid.
It could feel the power of the man in front of it, and it almost wanted to overwhelm itself and worship him.
In the end, almost as if to please him, the grass leaf folded down, bowed to Li An, and then stood upright again.
"It's a miracle that you can understand the true meaning of a wisp of grass when I use your body to perform the grass-character sword technique."
Li An stood in front of this weed, his eyes swept over its body, and he had already understood everything from birth to the present.
This grass is said to be extraordinary and quite magical.
But that's all. I have no idea how this grass can understand the true meaning of the ten evil treasures such as Cao Zi Jian Jue. Is it really just a strange flower born in the age of the end of the law on earth?
"Could it be that they are similar flowers?"
Li An seemed to have thought of something, and his face was startled.
In the world of Zhetian, there is no theory of reincarnation. When you die, you are dead. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and it will never appear again.
However, there is a saying about the flower of similarity. After a person dies, someone similar to him or her may appear millions of years later.
That person is not the original one, but he is very similar.
For example, Ye Fan is the similar flower to the brother of the ruthless emperor, or the similar flower to An Miaoyi tens of thousands of years later, or the Qing Emperor thousands of years ago is also the similar flower to someone else.
And could the weed in front of me be a flower similar to the Nine-leaf Sword Grass, one of the ten evil men in ancient times?
Apart from this explanation, Li An could not think of any other explanation for why this grass could comprehend the true meaning of the grass-character sword formula.
But looking around, this weed doesn't have the powerful blood of the Nine-leaf Sword Grass. Although it has a hint of the true meaning of the Grass-Character Sword Art, it is still just a weed, and can be easily trampled to death by an ordinary person.
But whether it is a flower similar to the Nine-leaf Sword Grass or not, this weed will definitely be extraordinary in the future.
"Little one, do you have a name?"
Li An once again sent out a spiritual consciousness, which was transmitted to the mind of the weed.
"What's the name?"
Weed asked vaguely and unconsciously.
"Tao can be said, and names can be named. Every living thing has its own name. Only when it has a name can it be considered as having a self."
Li An answered seriously.
"Oh!"
Weed was confused and understood what he meant.
At the same time, after understanding the importance of the name, he bowed to Ang Lee.
"From now on, your name will be Jiuye."
Li An said, but the name Cao Zhi came to mind, but in the end he did not choose to prank it.
Although he was not sure whether the grass in front of him was a flower similar to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass of the Ten Ancient Sword Grasses, he still named it Nine Leaves, hoping that this grass would be able to rival the Ten Swordsmen of the Ancient Times in the future.
"Nine leaves... leaves!"
The weed's vague thoughts were saying its own name, and with this name it felt its own existence.
He is no longer just a mindless weed, but has truly become a living being.
"Jiu...Jiuye, thank you, teacher!"
The weeds prostrate themselves.
Li An nodded and did not refuse the title.
Okay, now I have a founding disciple.
Ye Fan, a naughty kid, doesn’t count.
"Since you accept me as your teacher, I will teach you a breathing technique."
Li An said, and then his spiritual consciousness came out and imprinted a scripture in Jiuye's sea of consciousness.
He did not teach the ancient scriptures that he had studied. That was the cultivation method of the human race and was not suitable for the demon race.
Now I can only temporarily teach this disciple a breathing method.
"It seems that I have to go to the Qingdi Tomb to get a Demon Emperor scripture for Jiuye."
Li An thought, but the Qingdi Tomb has not yet been revealed, and it will not be opened until Ye Fan goes to Beidou.
Although he could also create a sutra suitable for Jiuye, in the end, it was not as suitable as the sutra created by Qingdi who belonged to the same lineage.
Now Jiuye has a breathing method and a grass-shaped sword technique, so there is no need to worry too much for the time being, so he did not go looking for it himself.
"Teacher, here...here!"
Jiuye's ignorant voice appeared and said somewhat flatteringly.
Li An looked down and saw that Jiuye had mastered the breathing method he taught.
However, as the nine leaves of Jiuye breathed the essence of heaven and earth, a crystal dew actually condensed on its leaves.
It restrained its desire to absorb these essences and condensed them into beads and presented them to Li An.
"Nine leaves practice breathing techniques, which can store the essence and condense it together for others to absorb."
He saw through the principle at a glance, and it was different from the breathing method practiced by humans.
Li An showed a faint smile, a little relieved that Jiuye was sensible, and said: "It's useless to me, no need to condense it into beads, just absorb it yourself."
After hearing Li An's words, Jiuye's leaves shook a little and slowly absorbed the dewdrop.
After instructing Jiuye, Li An took out a can of animal milk, the same style as Huangtian Emperor.
It was the old village chief who gave Shi Hao animal milk every day that allowed Shi Hao to win at the starting line since he was a child and become the Emperor of the Wild Heaven.
He took out a leaf again and put it into the animal's milk. This leaf was very magical. It didn't look like a leaf at all. It was shaped like a unicorn, with the laws of the great law flowing on it.
"I use the Wudao leaves to soak in milk. I am the only one in ancient times."
Li An clicked his tongue. The ancient emperors used to make tea from the leaves of the Enlightenment tea tree, hold a cup of tea and look at the stars in the universe, but he made it into milk tea, which simply pulled the ancient emperor's strength away.
Come down.
"What the hell, good drink is king."
He raised the divine flame to boil the animal milk, and soon the Enlightenment Tea leaves and the animal milk were blended together.
The rich milky aroma rises, as if there is a unicorn galloping in it.
"The animal milk is gone again."
After drinking the tea, Li An sighed and poured out all the animal milk in the jar.
This jar of animal milk is no ordinary animal milk. The same model as Huang Tiandi has a really delicious flavor. No wonder I love drinking animal milk the most.
Over the years, Xiao Yezi has peed on the bed many times, and every time he has witnessed a reward, it is a historical event that can be repeated to obtain rewards.
The first generation Ye Tiandi was still wetting the bed until he was five years old. This is really... none of his business unless you come up with evidence.
Little Ye Ye's bedwetting cannot be blamed on the great emperors of his generation. Every great emperor is an existence that can overwhelm the ages, and is the undisputed protagonist of the world in his own era.
So, how could he do such a shameless thing?
This is naked slander.
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That night, five-year-old Ye Tiandi wet the bed again.
As for Li An, he happily harvested another jar of the same beast milk as Emperor Huang Tian.