Chapter 615 Wangcai's Bloodline

Chapter 615 The bloodline of wealth

After wiping off the golden sore medicine, Ye Xiaochuan was in excruciating pain and kept saying, "Take it easy, take it easy..."

When it got dark, Gu Paner and Yang Shijiu left Siguo Cliff hand in hand, but left their wealth on Siguo Cliff.

Wangcai seemed to be very spiritual. He stood on the Siguo Cliff and screamed, as if he wanted Yang Jiujiu to come back and take him out of this hell on earth. However, Yang Jiujiu turned back from a distance and said, "Senior brother is alone here." It’s boring to think about the cliff, so just stay here with your senior brother to relieve your boredom!”

Wangcai was desperate, but Ye Xiaochuan became happy and wiped the good golden sore medicine on Cangyunmen. Now his butt was as cold as if there was a layer of mint water on it, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

He lay on the brocade quilt, grabbed the prosperous money that was jumping around and trying to leave Siguo Cliff with both hands, laughed loudly, and said: "We are brothers, so we should share blessings and hardships. In the past two years, you You are as fat as a pig. Stay with me for a while in Siguoya, just in time to lose weight. You are already two years old, and you still can’t fly..."

He threw Wangcai into the sky, hoping that Wangcai would learn to fly. As a result, no matter how much Wangcai flapped his wings in mid-air, he still hit the cliff with a bang like a stone, and his shit was almost thrown out.

Ye Xiaochuan was very speechless. The current Wangcai has changed a lot from the Wangcai two years ago. The light yellow fluff has turned into fiery red feathers, the wings have spread out, and the phoenix crown on his head has stood up. Ordinarily, It should be able to fly, but it is probably too fat and heavy. In addition, this dead bird eats and sleeps all day long. Whoever eats it is completely lazy and in the late stage of cancer, so it still can't fly.

If this continues, Ye Xiaochuan will never think that he will be able to ride the fire phoenix for nine days. This is not possible. He is still hoping to have a good time relying on wealth, so he must let it fly.

Take it as it comes, this is Ye Xiaochuan's very good mentality. Since you have reached Siguo Cliff and suffered, then let nature take its course. There is a saying that life is like rape. Since you can't resist, then just let it take its course. Go and enjoy.

What a great quote, inspiring and penetrating to the heart. Now Ye Xiaochuan has forgotten about the injury on his butt, and does not think about how many months he will stay in Siguoya. His biggest ambition now is to make money fly. Then he rode Wangcai to show off in front of the beautiful fairy.

He threw Wangcai into the sky several times in succession. Wangcai was so dizzy after being thrown that he was so frightened that he hid far away when Ye Xiaochuan wanted to throw him. Ye Xiaochuan had an injury on his buttocks and was unable to move. He couldn't catch him for a while. Prosperous wealth.

Only then did Ye Xiaochuan realize that Siguo Cliff seemed different from three years ago. First of all, the area of ​​the cliff platform was much larger. In the past, there were some branches and vines on the stone wall. Now, except for the old pine tree with a crooked neck in the south, , the stone wall was bare, not even a blade of grass could be seen, and the stone wall that had been pockmarked by the sword of Cultivating Qiankun in the past had also become smooth.

Ye Xiaochuan used the moonlight to examine it for a long time, and then he realized that the entire Siguo Cliff seemed to have been artificially dug at least five or six feet into the inside. Originally, the concave shape inside was only about two or three feet, and people squatted in the concave shape to hide from the rain. It took a lot of effort, but now the inner stone wall of Siguo Cliff has been recessed inward by almost a foot. Not to mention it is redundant, it is more than enough to put a few large beds, set up a stove, and make a toilet.

He was a little surprised at the huge changes in Siguoya at first, but then he thought it was funny. Siguoya is a forbidden area of ​​Cangyun Sect. It has been since ancient times. Very few disciples come here. They can build a lot of construction here without getting the master. How could Uncle Master's approval be possible?

It seems that the head master, Uncle Shi, thought there might be some secrets on Siguo Cliff. After returning from Duantian Cliff, he sent people to dig out rocks in the mountain. As a result, they dug five or six feet, but they couldn't even find any hair, so they stopped working again. .

This is good. The concave stone wall of Siguo Cliff has been expanded. Living here will at least be much more comfortable than three years ago.

It's the winter solstice now, and the weather is very cold. Gu Pan'er and Yang Jiu didn't know how to build a shelter to protect themselves from the cold wind before leaving. Now they have difficulty moving and can only lie on the brocade quilt. , this thing can keep out the cold, but it can't block the biting cold wind, so I can only crawl to the inside of the stone wall for the rest of my life, which will make it better.

Wangcai is not afraid of heat, and can eat flames with his mouth open, but he is most afraid of cold. In the first half of the night, he was afraid that Ye Xiaochuan would catch him and throw him around, so he hid far away. In the second half of the night, he also got into Ye Xiaochuan's warm bed.

The next morning, Ye Xiaochuan woke up to the noise of Wangcai's chirping. When he opened his eyes and looked around, he immediately grimaced.

Yesterday afternoon it was still sleet, but last night it turned into heavy snow. After one night, the entire Cangyun Mountain turned white. Now it is daybreak, and the heavy snow has not stopped, but the cold wind has become much lighter. The whole valley was quiet, except for the beautiful sound of snowflakes.

This is so similar to three years ago. When I was punished for thinking over the cliff for the first time, it was also in this kind of ghost weather. I was not good at cultivation and almost froze to death.

The medicine for the golden sore on the butt had worn off and it was a little painful. Ye Xiaochuan put the medicine on his butt with his hands behind his back. It could survive serious injuries such as severed meridians. A mere eighty-year-old is considered a fart, just a skin injury. Cang Yun With the elixir, the scars will be formed in three to five days, and he will be a lively and healthy man again.

The one who brought the food was the Gulu bird again. This colorful bird looked mighty, but it was actually a vegetarian silver wax spear head with no attack power. Compared with Wangcai, it was the difference between a goshawk and a sparrow. I don’t know why Master Yunhe loved this Gulu bird so much.

The Gulu bird put down the food box and hid far away. It didn’t dare to approach the cliff of repentance. It squatted on the old pine tree with a crooked neck and let the snowflakes fall on it without daring to move.

Looking at the proud Wangcai, Ye Xiaochuan knew that the Gulu bird was simply weak in front of Wangcai. When they were in Tianshan, the huge purebred Kunlun Mountain Snow Region Mastiff raised by Yang Ling’er, the Saint of Piaomiao Pavilion, was stared at by Wangcai and made to urinate and shit. How could the Gulu bird be an exception?

In the world of monsters, the hierarchy is quite strict. When facing the pressure of the upper beasts, the low-level beasts will never dare to raise their heads. Although Wangcai can't even fly now, he has the bloodline of the divine bird Fire Phoenix. This noble bloodline of the king of birds, even if it has not awakened, can scare a group of low-level beasts.

Wangcai was not proud when he opened the food box. There was only a small dish of pickles and two cold steamed buns harder than bricks in the food box. Wangcai is a foodie who eats more than pigs. In the past two years, Yang Shijiu has never treated him badly. He has been fed with fish, meat, mountains and sea delicacies all day long. Now he has suddenly fallen from the living standard of an emperor to a poor peasant in the middle and lower class of the proletariat. This change is unacceptable to Wangcai.

What's more, this kind of food doesn't care if you are full. There are only two steamed buns. How to share? On weekdays, he has to have three roast chickens for dessert after meals.