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Chapter 875 Re-entry into the world of magic sticks (8)(2/2)

First, it is very sensitive to the name "Xiao Dai". Eighty-nine times out of ten, it will be called that name.

Second, it is very unfamiliar with He Tiantian's voice.

Just imagine, if your name is suddenly called out from a stranger's mouth, everyone will be surprised, even surprised and on guard.

This, there is a "third", which further verifies He Tiantian's guess——

This bird has developed spiritual intelligence and has the thinking of a higher creature, so it reacts like this!

Seeing Xiao Dai's hairy and extremely alert look, He Tiantian quickly added, "I know the old tree, it's the ginkgo tree by the pond!"

"When I was chatting with him yesterday, Laoshu mentioned you!"

He Tiantian deliberately made her words "ambiguous", and Xiao Dai really listened. She slowly put away her feather-fan-like crown.

"Do you know the ancestor? Uh, no, you can see him?"

Xiao Dai cooed, but He Tiantian could hear clearly what it meant.

"Yes! A three-year-old boy wearing a red bellyband, fat and white, very cute!"

He Tiantian said truthfully.

Xiao Dai continued to coo: "Look how stupid I am. You can hear what I say, so you can naturally see your ancestors!"

"Are you from Xuanmen?"

It seems that Xiao Dai has really learned a lot from the ginkgo tree.

Even Xuanmen knows it.

"No, I am a practitioner!"

He Tiantian once again revealed his identity.

"A cultivator? What is a cultivator?"

Although Xiao Dai has developed spiritual wisdom, he also learned a lot about human beings from the ginkgo tree.

But, obviously, it is far less knowledgeable than the ginkgo tree.

He Tiantian looked at Xiao Dai carefully through his eyes.

She discovered that Xiao Dai was not like the ginkgo tree in that it had not yet cultivated a spiritual body.

Now it is just a bird with some spirituality and a relatively long life!

"Well, they are similar to those in Xuanmen. They all practice martial arts. If they have cultivation skills, they can catch ghosts and subjugate them!"

He Tiantian had no intention of fooling Xiao Dai.

In this supernatural world, metaphysics is the orthodoxy, and practitioners are rather special beings.

And He Tiantian didn't lie. In a sense, the higher level of metaphysics is to cultivate immortality.

"Catch ghosts and subjugate demons? You, don't catch me! I'm just a bird that lives a little long, and I haven't become a spirit yet—"

Xiao Dai obviously misunderstood.

The crest it had just put away suddenly turned into a feather fan.

The whole bird was trembling.

He Tiantian:......

This little Dai is really timid.

However, He Tiantian thought about it and understood.

In the eyes of Taoist practitioners, monsters like Xiao Dai are probably one of the targets that need to be "managed".

If you encounter some extreme heavenly masters or monster hunters, you may regard Xiao Dai and other spirits not far from the human world as objects that need punishment!

"I'm not here to arrest you, we are neighbors and we will live in harmony from now on!"

He Tiantian quickly smiled and said softly to Xiao Dai.

Xiao Dai seemed to be frightened and did not listen to He Tiantian's explanation at all.

It suddenly flapped its wings and flew into the forest with a whoosh.

He Tiantian:......

She didn't extend Erkang's hand, she just marveled at how unusual this hoopoe bird was.

Not only is it large in size and can live a long time, but its flying speed is also excellent.

After muttering something silently, He Tiantian felt that her future "reclusive" life would not be too lonely.

In addition to an old ginkgo tree that has lived for more than two thousand years, there is also a timid hoopoe bird.

Maybe, there are other spirits.

Oh, yes, there are all kinds of ghosts.

Ahem, since he opened his eyes, He Tiantian has seen too many energy balls.

There are people, cats and dogs, tigers, leopards, jackals, etc.

When her cultivation level improves, like the heroine in the original novel, Duoduo, raising a few ghost generals, or simply making a few paper figures, will there be "someone" to relieve her boredom?

He Tiantian was thinking wildly as she continued on her way.

By the time she flew past the cold pool, the sky had turned completely dark.

The moonlight is like water, reflecting the earth gently and gently.

The area around Hantan is relatively empty, and the moonlight is particularly bright.

He Tiantian stood on the tree and could clearly see Xiao Dai huddled under the ginkgo tree, cooing, cooing and crying to the spirit of the ginkgo tree.

That crying little look is exactly like the mentally retarded little D!

The corner of He Tiantian's mouth twitched. I was indeed too lonely, and I actually thought about my classmate Little D again.

He Tiantian did not interrupt Xiao Dai's crying, nor did he go down to say hello to Lao Shu.

She ground her feet, made a leap, and headed directly towards the wooden house.

Back at the wooden house, He Tiantian simply packed up her belongings and then ran to the wooden bed to continue meditating.

With the five hearts facing upward, He Tiantian was like a vacuum cleaner, absorbing all the spiritual energy into his meridians.

Relying on the heaven-defying skills inherited from ancient times, the spiritual energy quickly traveled through the eight meridians, and finally merged into the Dantian and turned into a group of spiritual energy.

In the early morning of the next day, the birds sang happily, the insects whispered quietly, and the first ray of innate purple energy was successfully absorbed by He Tiantian.

boom!

The spiritual energy group finally expanded again, and He Tiantian successfully broke through to the third level of Qi training.

She looked inside her Dantian and saw the white spiritual power, which made her feel more confident.

He stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and began to prepare the meal.

Tsk, she went from being a worldly expert with an air of immortality to a human world full of fireworks in just one second.

Get water, mix the noodles, and while the noodles are waking up, He Tiantian cuts the meat and wild vegetables.

The big iron pot has been cleaned and boiled with thick pig skin. It is dark and shiny.

Put it on the fire pit, the pot is heated, He Tiantian pours the diced meat into it, and stabs it——
Chapter completed!
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