The few slender black tea leaves that the beautiful puppet just now actually changed in the hot water. In the light yellow tea, five crimson foxes were chasing in circles. The tea stems were heads, four thin leaves were used as limbs, and the slenderest main leaf turned into a fox tail. With a little trace of illusion sacrifice, it became what it is now.

Sniff it gently, there is a special warm fragrance in the tea. This fragrance is very soft, but it makes people difficult to take precautions, and it can easily make people fall into it and relax.

This tea is nothing else, it is the specialty of Kong Wangshan fox jingers, "Foxtail Tea".

According to the prescriptions circulated by the Kong family, choose a special tea tree, then arrange a special birth-inducing array in the tea garden, and then a special group of fox girls control the growth of the tea tree according to specific procedures. Every year, they can pick raw leaf buds, and then stir-fry them in a special alchemy furnace to make this "foxtail tea" that can be transformed into a small fox in the tea.

In a year, the entire Foxtail Tea Garden in Kongwangshan could produce 180 kilograms of tea. But 100 kilograms of tea were directly paid to Xiaozhushan. The remaining 80 kilograms were also in the hands of the elders of the Hu family and would not flow out of the market at all. Chen Guanshui relied on Hu Erniang's relationship to get a pack of nine liang. That's it, he also worked hard to make a lot of toys for the three little fox sisters.

These nine liang of tea leaves were fried by Hu Erniang. It was also based on her illusion and weapon refining methods that the illusion arrays were added to the thousands of tea leaves contained in a elixir furnace, so that all the tea leaves could be transformed into small and exquisite crimson foxes in hot water, which could activate the little fox tail fragrance contained in the tea leaves.

That is, to entertain Jindan real people like the An sisters, Chen Guanshui was willing to use such excellent tea.

As for An Xianer’s proposal just now, Chen Guanshui treated it as a breeze and did not consider it at all. Those girls from the An family were not something he could enjoy now. Not to mention anything else, since he could travel with his elders, the worst among the eighty girls must have been promoted to the foundation building. And it is a bit difficult for him to satisfy Li Yubing, a foundation building, so how could he loosen his pure ** for the sake of that little joy.

However, Chen Guanshui remembered An Xian'er's proposal on the puppet in his heart.

After all, the twenty-three puppets I created now, according to the records in the secret of the puppet door, were indeed considered to have only touched the gate of puppet technology. Although because of those green light balls, they can be more than dozens of times more flexible than other puppets, and can do many extremely detailed and complex actions by themselves, they still stand outside the gate.

If you can't even cast a spell, how can you be considered a magic spirit puppet?

Even the sword itself is sharp, and it cannot activate the talisman array inside the magic sword, and perform the supporting sword techniques. Not to mention using magic weapons, magic talismans, or props with ulterior motives. In addition to its flexibility and its own power, it cannot borrow the spiritual energy that is not present in the vast world, and even the energy contained in the spiritual stones in the magic array in its body cannot be used 100%. It can only use the last method of explosion. What else can it be if it is not garbage?

Originally, Chen Guanshui got the secret interpretation of the puppet technique, because he was afraid of being too distracted and wasted his time to find the path that matched his original heart. Moreover, it was not just this book, but all the other things, the best Haoran fundamental energy that he had practiced, and the Yuncheng magic array that had been deeply studied can be regarded as the alchemy path that can understand the essence of spiritual medicine, and the various Taoist techniques copied in the mirage illusion were put aside. It was not until A Jing found the word "empty" for himself that he determined the path, and he began to pick up the layers of things that fell on the ground outside to use for the "law" and "art" outside the "Tao".

Now my qi has been operating on an illusory and unimaginable trajectory. A kind of spiritual energy, which is called a source of emanation, is continuously extracted from the air around the body, is incorporated into the qi sea of ​​dantian, and then becomes rivers, lakes, and flows into various meridian acupoints throughout the body. It is precisely because the qi mechanism is in harmony with the Tao that in just a few days, it has already caught up with the original Haoran fundamental qi cultivation progress, refilling the already opened acupoints, and it is still rushing forward.

And it was very strange. Chen Guanshui had a feeling. It seemed that he had killed the twenty women and let the green fog swallow what should be the souls of those women. With the twenty green spheres of light, the void world in his heart became stable, and the sense of the aura between himself and the outside world became more sensitive.

Not to mention anything else, it is the room in front of you.

I just scanned the spiritual sense and recorded all the things, the direction, size, distance, and quantity of everything. Then I calmed down and the three living creatures in front of me also changed.

The energy around the Anxuan's body was the most stable. You could only vaguely feel that it was a mountain, a mountain hidden behind the dense clouds and a mountain full of vitality.

The aura around An Dier's body was the most nonsense. She looked at her like a lady and sat dignifiedly, but in her senses she was a small animal transformed by hundreds of clouds, fearing that she was peeping in this room and several rooms near this room.

On the contrary, the big white cat in An Xian'er's arms made Chen Guanshui a little confused.

It looks like a living cat, and it feels like a living cat. And just now it spits out the bubble, obviously it should be a cat demon with foundation building cultivation or above. But Chen Guanshui is always a little hesitant and can't tell whether the cat in front of him is true or false. When he wants to be sure, he still has a little doubt.

Because he was suspicious, Chen Guanshui took a few more glances at the big white cat.

An Xianer immediately saw the strangeness in Chen Guanshui's eyes, and was surprised, "Can you actually see it?"

A mindless sentence didn't say anything Chen Guanshui saw.

Chen Guanshui didn't answer, but walked forward and reached out to touch the big white cat.

The hair is real. The skin attached to the hair is real. The flesh and blood under the skin is still real. The temperature, the slight tremor on the body caused by the beating of the heart, the linkage of the whole body caused by the comfort of raising the chin, is real. Even the tangled spiritual channel in the cat's body, the vague rules, the magic weapon hidden in the cat's teeth, the cat's claws, and the cat's tail are real.

But why do the words "cat tired" appear on the tongue of this big white cat?

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Although Thirty-Two said nothing about his experience in the East China Sea, now all the targets on the arrow field of Hongmei Academy have been replaced with the two big words "Cat Exhaust". It is inexplicably necessary for those girls to twelve arrows at these two words every day, and they must also be shè.

There are now 621 girls in Hongmei Academy, and the same number of students will be added soon. Think about it, there are more than 1,200 girls, each with twelve arrows a day, and it will take a whole year. This is more than 5 million times.

If it weren't for the hatred like mountains and seas, how could it have made Thirty-Two so lose their composure?

But how can we connect such hatred with the fat big white cat in front of us, the rogue cat who is only concerned with rubbing the buds on An Xianer's chest?

It seemed that I felt something. Finally, the big white cat raised its head and opened its eyes that it would never open, and it also sounded "Huh".

In a flash, a bubble was spit out of its mouth, expanding suddenly, covering all corners of the room.

Wait until I was sure that someone outside would not notice the abnormality here, the big white cat meowed and stuck out his tongue. Then from the two words "cat tired" on the tongue, a mouth like a water mirror was opened. A small cat's head shrank and his head was poked out, and the first one was looking at Chen Guanshui.

"It's you who saw through the disguise of me, a physical puppet? You also saw through my magic that was close to the end of the world, and saw the two words I left behind? Are you practicing now the secret "The Demon Sutra of Youjianjian" from Luofu Mountain?"

However, it did not wait for Chen Guanshui to answer, but casually used his divine thoughts to sweep Chen Guanshui. But it also said "Huh".

"It seems a little wrong."
Chapter completed!