"Meow" Meow Xiaomiao yawned, moved her body, and followed the sunlight like a sunflower.

For some reason, his appetite is much smaller now. After eating a fruit that is just like swallowing it whole last night, he still doesn't feel hungry.

"Cruff" opened the wooden door, Ji Yunlang flashed in, his expression seemed a little lonely, and then he looked at the little meow who was already lying on the window, and his face became a little gentle.

He walked up to him, walked on the cat's hair, and whispered, "It's only you who don't think I'm dull." His voice revealed a sense of loneliness. Even if Miao Xiaomiao couldn't understand the words, she could still perceive it.

Then he whispered to Ji Yunlang, turned around, and brought the warm-soled side to Ji Yunlang.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yunlang laughed, lowered his head and smelled the fragrance full of the sun's breath, and said slowly: "I can't find any method of practicing cats in the Daozang Palace. After thinking about it, there should be very few methods. Please wait for a while. When it comes to the Taoist Collection, I will ask my fellow disciples and elders to see if they have such methods."

Then, his expression was obviously stunned. The words he had just said blurted out before they had been polished and modified repeatedly in his mind. This was the first time since he became conscious.

After frowned and pondering Shaoqing, he blamed the reason on Miao Xiaomiao. After all, he was the only one who could understand his words in this house.

When I was alone before, I always felt ashamed to mutter to myself, but now with the person I talked to, he has become more relaxed than before. Besides... Meow Xiaomiao still doesn't understand.

Ji Yunlang rubbed Miao Xiaomiao's belly and then put it in the sun again. He now needs to practice with all his strength.

From mid-sun to sunset, for farmers, it is a stage of transition from hard work to gratitude; for monks, especially monks in the foundation-building stage like Ji Yunlang, it is just a period of meditation, and it is no different; for Miao Xiaomiao, this means that he has to return from a lazy state to a brave state when hunting.

But... his feeling of fullness is still there!

Looking at the tempting fruits on the table, Miao Xiaomiao drooled more than once, trying to hold them in his claws and savor them carefully, but he was self-aware. Although he was not spiritual enough, uh... it should be said that he had no spirituality all over his body, but he had experience.

After being a wild cat in the village for a long time, he will encounter various situations. It is common to have hunger. He has eaten too much and has been a few times. He doesn't want to try that taste again.

He licked his chubby claws and then took care of the meow hair. He jumped out of the window with a leap, and first walked around the house, and after getting familiar with the environment, he came to Ji Yunlang.

At this time, Ji Yunlang was still practicing, and his spiritual energy was swelling around him, but it was not powerful. In Miao Xiaomiao's eyes, those spiritual energy was like a nest made on a pear tree in the village, full of deep attraction.

So after hesitating for a few moments, he leaned in gently. After realizing that Ji Yunlang was not resisting, he couldn't help but become more courageous. He climbed along Ji Yunlang's clothes to his lapel, and then slid into the clothes along the gap.

Closely pressing against Ji Yunlang's inner shirt, listening to the "thumping" heartbeat, Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but feel sleepy. He didn't think much about it, and narrowed his eyes down to his heart and fell asleep.

About two quarters of an hour later, Ji Yunlang slowly closed his power and opened his eyes. He naturally knew about the Meow Xiaomiao on his chest. He knew the nature of Meow Xiaomiao, so he did not stop it. Although this disturbance would fluctuate his mood and affect the effectiveness of cultivation, if even such factors could not be blocked, the future progress would become difficult.

From this point of view, Miao Xiaomiao's actions just now helped him a lot.

Looking up at the sky, this night was different from the previous eve. The moonlight was a little dim and the starlight around it was even more shadowless. In addition, a few thunder sounds came from afar, but due to the distance, it had become very weak when it reached Ji Yunlang's ears.

He looked down at Miao Xiaomiao lying in his arms. Ji Yunlang was hesitant. He was wondering whether to leave Miao Xiaomiao in the house, but he was afraid that Miao Xiaomiao would be alone and restless.

After pondering for a few breaths, he made a decision and pinched the magic trick. A green light came out of his hand and then condensed into a spherical cover, wrapping the little meow inside.

Somehow, Miao Xiaomiao was not as sensitive as she was in the village before, and she could not sense the approach of the light shield.

Ji Yunlang didn't think about this. He fixed the light shield and felt that when he was acting, Miao Xiaomiao could not be disturbed, and then went out to walk down the mountain.

It was already a quarter of an hour later when he arrived at the foot of the mountain. During this process, he seemed to have applied some magic to himself, causing him to sweat all over his face, which is not common among monks.

After walking forward, he came to a pool of water, which was a place for the spirit beasts in the mountains. However, since it was night, the spirit beasts were all asleep. Even if the existing people invaded their territory, the aura of the Great Yijianque Sect on Ji Yunlang also relaxed them.

Carefully avoiding the bodies of spirit beasts, Ji Yunlang walked to the west of the pool, where there was a cliff, and the turbulent water flow surging down from above, which made the pool of water full of vitality.

After removing the magic around him, Ji Yunlang suddenly felt much more relaxed. He looked at the bluestone in front of him, smiled slightly, and jumped forward and stood on it.

The turbulent and cold water slapped on his body, making him tremble. The water flow was not ordinary because it was brought from Yanjiang.

It not only has rich water-attributed spiritual energy, but also countless tiny ice cones like nails. However, this ice cone is colorless and transparent, and will turn into invisible when encountering air, so no one cares about it. After all, the monks do not have less things every day than those of hard-working farmers.

After sitting cross-legged on the bluestone and feeling that the little Miao Miao was wrapped in the spiritual light cover, Ji Yunlang calmed down and then quickly pinched his hands to remove the spiritual power in his body.

The next moment, the ice awls hit Ji Yunlang's body violently.

Silently, Ji Yunlang suffered great pain, but he had become accustomed to these things. He came through countless days and nights. He wanted to defeat Liu Wansheng on the Taoist Ji again, but he knew that he had not done enough.

Although Liu Wansheng is very domineering and is rampant in the sect, his hard work is much higher than that of most disciples.

Ji Yunlang also heard that Liu Wansheng's clan background was amazing, but he never brought him out to suppress others. He was more likely to use his own strength to oppress the other disciples during the Taoist gathering.

If you do not obediently submit your monthly offering, you will be targeted by him on the next Daoji day. Although you will not have any worries about your life during the Daoji, it will be in line with the mysterious law of the sect when you are seriously injured.

If a monk is injured, his or her expenses will be much greater than that of a monthly payment.
Chapter completed!