Chapter 679 Final Preparations (Additional 14/79)

Chapter 679 Final preparations (Gagen 1479)

No matter what the great king is thinking, it is also the strongest and the most powerful person here, and it is difficult for everyone's appeals to bypass him. The king of Chu is so slender, the palace is so starved to death, the prisoner loves music, and the whole Hai clan is also leaning on music. Now Qin Yi has to try to get close to this aspect.

Qin Yi sometimes wonders, if a fat house becomes the king, will this place become a two-dimensional base? Anyway, when the races in the sea are cute, they are quite two-dimensional...

The squirrel who can't figure it out, the clam that gurgles. Um.

It can be used in paintings and animations.

Qin Yi felt more and more that it would be a pity if the senior sister didn't come here if she went in another direction when visiting the wilderness. Well, she might not be able to get in if she went in the right direction... If there is a chance in the future, she must bring the senior sister to live here for a while. .

The premise is that the undercurrent here must be calmed first, otherwise the senior sister will be better off, wouldn't it be dangerous to come over with green tea?

Woo... I miss my senior sister, and I want tea.

"Sir?" An An came over with tea and said in a low voice, "Mr.'s song contains strong thoughts, which makes people listen to it... feel melancholy."

Qin Yi stopped playing, very speechless: "You have very good taste, why do you play like a bastard yourself?"

An An pursed her lips: "The talent is not enough."

The two have been practicing together for several days, and their relationship has become more and more familiar. An An has long since lost her shyness in front of Qin Yi. "Master" Yu Chang said a few words.

Although bickering is basically losing, Yushang can't do anything else, and there is no pressure at all to bully Cengnu.

An An took a compulsory subject every day, opened her clam shell and stood in the crowd of feathered people to accept the onlookers, and now the feathered people didn't bother to look at her, thinking that this bastard didn't exist.

Even the excitement is gone... Now An An has spread her butterfly wings all over the street, and she is used to it... Anyway, all the Yuren I saw are like this, and there is nothing unusual in this atmosphere.

"Actually, it's not a question of talent." Qin Yi thought about it, but his face was still gentle: "It's just a question of knowledge and practice."

An An froze for a moment: "What is knowledge and action?"

"Know it, and do it." Qin Yi said: "A person who can unite knowledge and action is a saint."

An An was thoughtful: "Mr. Zhongtu Xiandao, which talks about cultivating the mind, has anything to do with this?"

"Related, the essence of the divine way is to seek knowledge, but in fact, as long as there is a master, anyone can know, and the advancement is different, why? It's not as good as one."

An An was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "An An saw the open-mindedness of Mr. Kongshanxinyu, and was envious in his heart. He didn't know where to go. May Mr. teach me."

Qin Yi stroked his chin and looked at her for a while, then suddenly thought, what would happen if the demon cultivator cultivated the Tao? Like Che Chi Guo Sanxian? Or golden horn and silver horn?

In fact, there are precedents for demon cultivators and Taoists.

The better one in the previous example is the broken-billed crane, and there is a more familiar one called Qingcha.

It feels all tragic.

"If you want to practice Taoism, after this concert is over, if there is nothing else, I will teach you."

An An said: "At that time, the husband will really be the master."

"Kuu!" Yu Chang came over, put down a wooden sword, and stared at An An.

Suspicious of her neighbor stealing an axe, she always felt that this dead oyster was hooking up with her husband.

An An stared back.

An An peeked at Qin Yi, who was meditating while holding a wooden sword.

This is his Demon Slayer Sword, which has been re-sacrificed and fused with Jianmu twigs. The original characteristics of slaying demons and demons are retained, and the vast power of Jianmu's endless growth is added. The texture has also become tough and unparalleled, and it also has self-repairing. The overall grade has been upgraded to the early Qianyuan period.

Yushang thought that the murderous intent was not enough, so he took it to his mother to re-sacrifice, adding the ability of the wind blade to break through the air and speed up, so that the power of the sacrifice was more comprehensive.

Qin Yi studied it and was very satisfied. The current power belongs to the mid-Qianyuan period, but it doesn't drain his mana like Zhan Guang. With the current blue bar, it can be used at least three or four times, and the battery life is much better.

Zhan Guangjian can finally eat ashes. It is something captured by the heavenly beings. It is not applicable, and they don't like it psychologically. It is not suitable for use in certain occasions, for fear of revealing something. It was impossible to rely on it as a means of suppressing the bottom of the box before, but now it can finally let it retreat to the second line.

Qin Yi was very satisfied, he hugged Yu Chang and kissed him: "Thank you mother-in-law for mentioning me."

Yu Chang sat on his lap, wrapping his hands around his neck: "Your affairs are the affairs of all Yuren, so why thank you. If we have to thank you, how can we thank you?"

"You can just thank me like this." Qin Yi began to be dishonest.

An An turned her head away.

If there is anything wrong with this gentleman, it is that he is too casual.

I used to know how to cover up in front of her, but after being smashed a few times, I simply didn't bother to pretend. According to Yu Chang's theory, if you don't look at it, get out. This is our own home. Why do we have to avoid you at home? ?

After An An was embarrassed a few times, her heart is at peace now. Anyway, it is impossible for them to do it in front of their own faces. The kisses and hugs are nothing more than showing affection and spreading dog food. I am a clam and not a dog, so I am not afraid of this bit of dog food, but I often hear Qin Yi's full-fledged hiccups coming from his ring...

Yu Chang smiled in Qin Yi's arms: "The sword is done, how about your flute?"

Qin Yi said: "The flute has also been upgraded. The biggest advantage of building wood is that it is strong and endless. I used to sacrifice the Yunxiu flute for fear of damage. It shouldn't matter now, it is extremely tough."

Yu Chang said: "How do you use this flute against the enemy every day? Just hurt the enemy with the sound?"

An'an next to him interjected: "Mr.'s flute is more for magic weapon blessing, not for attack. The effect of casting spells with the flute in his hand is at least twice that of empty hands. It is very similar to us holding clam beads. You savages don't understand."

Yu Chang glared angrily.

An An turned her head away, and continued: "Sir, I wanted to use tree bark to sacrifice magic weapons like shields, but I lost my rigidity. I have already brought it back to the family and asked my mother to sacrifice it. It increases the meaning of illusion, deviation, and softness to overcome rigidity. It can deflect attacks to a certain extent. It should be finished tomorrow, and I hope you are satisfied."

Yushang straightened her eyes, they don't know how to do this, everyone looks for her mother, it seems that she can't show that she is special to her husband. What's going on with this dead clam...

An An whispered: "The previous Dinghai Shenzhu, the Nine Kings haven't returned it to us..."

Yu Chang's heart shuddered, and he suddenly understood. Pixiu really puts on small shoes for them, maybe it's because of nature, the baby doesn't want to return it when he gets it. The Clam Clan is suffering from a lot of headaches now, it is impossible to force the Nine Kings to return things, and their own Jiaotu is unreliable. Now Qin Yi and the Yu people are obviously fighting against Pixiu. After thinking about it, the Clam Clan seems to be pinning their hopes on their alliance?

An'an didn't say anything about forming an alliance, but said: "I hope to see the great king this time, and he can make the decision for us and return to the treasure of the clan."

Qin Yi said: "Dangtang Longzi, you are actually an old man. Don't worry, if the prisoner cattle don't give it a credit report, I will help you pay for it with a mace!"

An An looked sideways.

You have a flute in your left hand and a wooden sword in your right hand, with a fairy-tale air, and the artistic conception is floating. Why did the mace speak?

Qin Yi finally got up and took a deep breath: "Our music practice together, that's it. The concert will start tomorrow, so it's okay to hold Buddha's feet temporarily. Let's all go back and rest. I hope tomorrow... this fat man House prisoner cattle will not be too disappointing."