Chapter 492: What About My Life Where I Can Win with My Father?

Although she decided to practice alone to avoid becoming dependent on her master, Qixun was also truly grateful to her master.

At least, without her master, she would not have been able to kill a fourth-level unicorn today with just this injury. Now, it is impossible to restore spiritual power here with peace of mind.

Alas, as expected, no matter what choice you make in this world, there are always pros and cons.

After recovering her spiritual power, Qi Xun thought that the gravity here was almost where she needed it, so she didn't let Zui Hou take her and Babai to fly, but went to the destination by herself.

Along the way, she encountered two more fourth-level monsters and killed them twice, each time being shorter and suffering less injuries. Finally, when the sun was about to set, she reached the gravity area she needed.

Because he was in a hurry at noon, Qixun only fed Babai two apples and ate some dried red octopus himself. His master had never eaten apples before and liked them very much, so he didn’t ask Qixun for anything else to eat. Instead, he and Babai Same, I gnawed a few apples and exclaimed how delicious they were.

When she arrived at her destination, Qixun felt that it was difficult for her to move forward here. The gravity was at the point where she could bear the ultimate limit. Going forward, even one step, would require tremendous pressure, so she stopped here and set up camp.

Thinking that her master had followed her for the past two days and was sleeping in the open, she took out the cabin where her second brother had been refining and said, "Master, in this gravity area, the big monsters will not come. As long as you are here, ordinary fourth- and fifth-level monsters can I won’t run here. You have a good rest tonight. This wooden house was made by my second brother, and it is very comfortable inside. You can rest in the wooden house at night. I will set up formations around it, so I won’t be afraid of being attacked by other monks. disturb."

Drunken Hou had never seen her take out a wooden house before, so seeing the wooden house was a bit strange.

After checking it, I found that when the wooden house was refining, the spiritual material Dark Sky Stone, which had no space attribute, was not added. It is not a spiritual weapon with space attributes and cannot shrink in size. Even a low-grade spiritual weapon is really just an ordinary movable wooden house.

Regarding this, Zui Hou was also convinced by her disciple.

This thing, a wooden house, can occupy one of her disciple's fifty cubic meters of the Jade Talisman of Heaven and Earth.

Thinking about the many things she took out from time to time, collecting monster beasts and star fruits on the gravity field these days, she drunkenly thought about how many Universe Jade Talismans this girl must have on her body.

Even if it's just a fourth-grade Jade Talisman of Heaven and Earth, one is worth a lot of money. This girl is simply inhumane.

It's really annoying to compare people to each other.

Fortunately, this is his disciple. Otherwise, just looking at her arrogance, she would have wanted to beat someone up when she was drunk. Showing off your richness to a poor guy, what else is it but looking for a fight?

Qixun was still a little proud of his master's feelings, but he looked indifferent on his face: "What's it worth? It's just a few jade charms of heaven and earth, all carved by myself. The cost is just a few pieces of top quality Lingyu.”

The problem is that although spiritual jade is useless to monks and can generally only be used to store spiritual materials, it is not cheap when it is of the highest quality.

The drunken Hou was too lazy to talk about money with his rich disciple, and the mere mention of it became a sad thing for him, so he went directly into the wooden house. Qixun thought about her master, a powerful warrior, and poor people were pitiful, so she decided to be nice to him and be attentive to him. He introduced the functions of the wooden house to his master.

Although the wooden house is not big, it has quite complete functions. It even has a bathroom for bathing and solving the cycle of grains.

Master Wu Zun does not need the reincarnation of grains, but he is very interested in the bathing device and plans to give it a try.

In addition, he looked at the big bed, sat down curiously, and immediately became happy.

This soft one makes it so comfortable to sleep on!

Seeing that her master liked it, Qixun simply said: "Master, although this wooden house takes up a lot of space, it is really a must-have artifact for home travel. I have another one here. I will give this to you. When I find the Dark Sky Stone one day, I will Let the second brother refine a Qiankun Linglong House that can change in size and give it to you."

Don't tell me, the drunken prince really knows where to find the Dark Sky Stone, it is found in the ancient battlefield of the refining realm. He planned to go back to the ancient battlefield to find the Dark Sky Stone for his disciple.

At first glance, the little girl is used to being an extravagant father. If she can refine the Qiankun Exquisite House, it will be better than carrying around this wooden house that cannot change its size. From now on, he will be able to live a more comfortable life when he goes out as a good disciple.

"Okay, since it is my good disciple's filial piety, I will accept it as my master. Do you really still have it?"

Qixun nodded: "Master, don't worry. How can I only prepare one of these essential artifacts for home travel? Disciple, I will definitely not be at a loss for myself."

She is not really a luxurious person, not to mention that she still has a cabin, even if she doesn't have one, how can she still be reluctant to honor her master?

However, Qixun was quite worried: "Master, you won't and can't keep this wooden house."

It’s so heartbreaking. The drunken Hou was almost pissed off by this girl.

"Can't you let me be happy for a while? Huh, even if I am poor, I will never sell this wooden house. This is my good disciple's filial piety. Damn it, I really want to force Weishi to sell the wooden house. One day, I will die!"

Qixun: ...It’s not like that, it’s just a wooden house.

But she gained a further understanding of her master's non-chief attributes.

Alas, I, the richest man in the six worlds, actually have a poor master. It is really a trick of God.

Qi Xunte comforted him heartily: "Master, I am the emperor among the European emperors. Although you are not a chief, you and I have become master and apprentice, just like father and daughter. I believe that my European spirit will It will definitely dissipate your bad energy. Maybe, you will be able to have a good fortune because of my European energy as your disciple!"

"European and angry? What the hell?"

"It's my good luck that can wash away your poor life! Why else would God have to let me and my father become the destined master and apprentice, don't you think so?"

I thought about it after I was drunk, is that right? But you bluntly said that being a teacher is a poor life, isn't it a bit too direct?

Qixun said that brave people have to face the miserable life.

The drunken Hou felt that all the cultivators had hope, and patted Qixun on the shoulder with sincerity: "Good disciple, you must practice hard, ascend to the spiritual world, the immortal world, become an immortal and become a saint. How you live the rest of your life as a teacher depends on me. Disciple."

Qixun suddenly felt a lot of pressure, carrying other people's lives on his back, and moving forward with a heavy burden.

She wanted to refuse, but when she saw her master's handsome face with a pair of starry eyes full of hope, she couldn't say anything to disappoint him.

Forget it, why don’t you just raise a master? She can afford it!

Anyway, she has been raising her dragon daddy, so he thinks he has an extra daddy.

Qixun straightened his back, and his whole body was full of strength: "Master, starting from tomorrow, I will make money to support my family. Just wait for my disciple to be filial."

The drunken Hou nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Okay, you are indeed my good disciple. Didn't you say that we would have hot pot tonight? Go and get ready. I will lie down for a while, Master, and Babai will stay."

This bed looks very comfortable at first glance. I'll try it first. Lying on a comfortable bed, playing with the dumplings, it’s so beautiful just thinking about it.

Qi Xun left the house full of energy, took out various ingredients, washed them, cut them and put them on plates, leaving them for the hotpot.

Qixun, who was thinking about it while preparing the ingredients, suddenly felt that his seminarian had gone astray.

No, shouldn’t I be fighting for my father’s life to win?

Why on earth is it that at such a young age, I have to bear so many things that I shouldn’t have to bear?