When the flames burning in the mountains and forests were extinguished, the ground was filled with evil corpses, most of which were incomplete.

Everyone present had disbelief.

The Kunlun disciple looked at Anyang and looked down at the silver-white single-soldier energy cannon in his hand full of strange sci-fi. He seemed to remember the heavy machine gun that was black and ferocious that could spit out long flames. He couldn't help but sigh that the mysterious magic weapons on this man were emerging in endlessly, and each piece had such powerful power, which was simply shocking.

Anyang put away the energy cannon, didn't say much, and sat down next to the fire lightly, as if he had only done a very simple thing.

Indeed, for the master who can easily start a huge war in the doomsday world, Parrans, this is really simple.

Especially in the Doomsday World, although Parrans's war is full of the iron blood and power of technology, in most cases it is just a war between mechas and machinery, and not many creatures are lost. However, when he signed the war doctrine in the Doomsday World, he was the real creatures. I don’t know how many survivors who have been suffering from catastrophes, but who are extremely unfortunate but extremely lucky, died under his command.

He just killed hundreds of evil demons like this, and nothing was considered.

The Kunlun disciple then realized how to erase the six filthy demons with his Taoism. He couldn't help but bow to him with respect, and quietly retreated a hundred meters away and camped on the spot to rest.

Anyang glanced at them, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes against the wheel of the carriage.

Not long after, he vaguely felt a shadow standing in front of him, as if he had bent down, just to observe him closer, the familiar faint body fragrance was very attractive, as if it was a natural aphrodisiac incense, and the faint frequency of breathing was so familiar.

Anyang didn't open his eyes. He didn't have to think about it. The rabbit spirit must be the one who can do such a thing.

I don’t know what the rabbit spirit is looking at or thinking. In short, after watching for a long time, she withdrew her gaze, stood up, and sat down next to him. This delicate body is rich in softness and warmth. While squeezing him, she also leaned against him, moved her ears slightly, and fell asleep quietly.

The next day.

Wang Tianyu only told them apart, and then left in his carriage without even having breakfast.

Kunlun disciples set up a big pot with noodles cooked from somewhere, steaming hot, but they didn't seem to have prepared rich seasonings, at most they only had some salt, and they couldn't taste much, so they were naturally incomparable to Anyang, which had a small kitchen in their carry-on space.

Xiaochan woke up before dawn. She cooked a large pot of meat soup with the venison prepared yesterday. She cooked the meat so hard. She then pinched the remaining meat and starch into a pot of meatballs. Without too much seasoning, the aroma was overflowing. After all, there was a cheater called chicken essence, and the venison itself was very fresh. Use a little slice of ginger to suppress the smell and add some spices to make the world delicious.

Xiaochan originally didn't know how to cook, and at most she was the two physical tasks of cooking soup and barbecue, but she couldn't help but be smart. She could learn it after seeing Anyang do it once, and next time she could make it intact. She even remembered the ingredients for seasonings such as pepper, salt, etc. clearly.

She also took great pains to protect Anyang and teach her magic. Not to mention her cautious personality, at least she did her best in the matter of carrying her little maid.

I just don’t know whether she regards this labor as a reward, exchange, or something else in her heart.

The rabbit spirit was back, holding a handful of lumbar grass and dandelions in her hand. The rhizomes had been torn off and washed them clean. She stood in front of the carriage and watched them drink the broth in the pot and eat meatballs. She raised her sleeves and carefully wiped the water droplets on the grass in her hand.

After the water droplets on the grass leaves were gone, she put them back in the carriage and left them to eat them tomorrow. She took out the dandelions prepared yesterday and started to chew them in small mouthfuls.

Although she still stays in the hobby of rabbits in terms of eating and does not move closer to others, our rabbit spirit is still very particular.

As a female rabbit sperm, how can you do not prepare food delicately?

After Huang Lan killed most of the pot of meat soup and meatballs alone, the group finally finished the breakfast and started to take the carriage toward Kunlun Mountain.

Without Wang Tianyu, there was only one carriage left for the four of them. In addition to Xiaochan, who was used to sitting in the carriage, this small carriage had to be seated for three people. Fortunately, both of them were women. Although Huang Lan was tall, she was definitely not related to strong or fat. She belonged to the type of bulge-back and explosive bodybuilding. Rabbit semen could not occupy much wider position, so she was not crowded.

This is just right. Huang Lan often came to Anyang for advice on magic, but now it is more convenient.

But the rabbit spirit was very afraid of Huang Lan's aura. After all, a fierce tiger spirit was obviously much more threatening to her than a little vixen who seemed to have not grown up. So she naturally regarded Anyang as her only backer. Anyway, Anyang had not protected her once or twice. At this time, she just leaned against him tighter and stuck with him.

Huang Lan's eyes were filled with ambiguity, but it did not point it out, but began her journey of asking questions.

"Fellow Daoist Anyang, can you tell me how the water-forbidden technique works?"

"This one is useful, but if you want me to say that I have to wait for me to sort out my thoughts."

"Fellow Daoist Anyang is indeed smart, and the little girl admires it very much."

"You've been too rewarded. Fortunately, I've become much familiar with the water ban technique recently. I can barely understand it. If I haven't left Kunlun Mountain, I can only use it at most. I can't tell you if you ask me."

"Fellow Taoist Anyang is modest. This technique of water ban is complicated. The preacher of Kunlun Mountain has been talking for a whole day, and it is not detailed. Many of my companions and I can't understand it, and we don't even write it down. But fellow Taoist Anyang can use it after hearing it once. If we don't have a deep foundation, then this talent is really terrifying."

“…”

Anyang silently sorted out his thoughts, and Huang Lan looked at him with anticipation.

The carriage returned to quiet for a while.

The rabbit spirit looked left and right, and seemed to feel threatened from Huang Lan's eyes. Although he was a little scared, he immediately hugged Anyang's arm, as if declaring sovereignty.

Huang Lan smiled indifferently and ignored this silly little guy.

Suddenly, Anyang opened his eyes and happened to meet Huang Lan's expectant gaze.

He couldn't help but be stunned and touched his nose.

"Did you learn this water ban technique to dive into the bottom of the water to catch fish?"

Huang Lan was stunned this time. She stiffly put away the expression in her eyes and her face gradually darkened.

"I don't know if other tigers love to eat fish, but I don't like it very much."

Did this guy treat himself as a cat?

"oh……"

Anyang nodded, but he was a little puzzled.

Aren’t tigers felines? How come they don’t like fish?

Well, it seems that in the animal world I saw before, tigers didn’t eat much fish, it seems that it was rare to catch them, and the fish were too small and not enough to eat them. However, bears had an obsession with fish.

In the afternoon.

Anyang has compiled a comprehensive popularization tutorial on the water-forbidden technique through the analysis and calculation of the bioassisted chip and his own understanding. He began to explain it to Huang Lan in detail, and tried his best to slow down his speech so that his pronunciation could be clearer, because he knew that Xiaochan, who was driving outside the carriage, must be listening. Even if she couldn't use such a spell at all now, she would stubbornly write down this spell with her temperament.

"The ban on water should theoretically belong to the category of Shinto spells, not substantive spells, because it does not use mana to build components with water-avoidance functions, nor does it simulate fish organs. It uses a mysterious force to block water pressure and draw oxygen for us in deep water, so as to not be trapped by water."

"So when using this spell, we should prefer the habit of using Shinto spells, which is conducive to the initial practice. I have already told you about the specific use habits ten days ago, so I won't add them now. This spell is troublesome to talk about."

"The so-called Shinto spells pay more attention to mantras and fingerprints, the state and state of mind when casting. The output structure and method of mana are not as demanding as substantial spells. You are just monsters, and you should focus on practicing in terms of mind. I will tell you some classics of practice later, which can help you calm down and pursue piety."

...

Huang Lan in the carriage was very serious and asked two questions from time to time. Xiao Chan outside the carriage also listened quietly and remembered silently.

They have become accustomed to the new nouns that keep coming out of Anyang and understand the meaning of these nouns. At most, they are novel and not confused. This is also the tacit understanding they have cultivated through so long magic teaching and listening. If they listen to it, they will definitely be confused about many words.

For example, the rabbit spirit, she couldn't understand anything and just watched everywhere, sometimes staring at Anyang and sometimes staring at other places in a daze.

Anyang will also explain in detail. After all, Huang Lan is fine, and she will ask questions if she has any questions. Xiaochan outside will definitely not be able to pluck up the courage to ask him, so he can only try his best to make his speech fully so that he will not leave any doubts to the little girl, which is considered to be a good intention.

By the way, I had an addiction to being a role model.

The lectures of Kunlun Mountain Outer Hall were already very vague. It was not a genius who could not understand them. Many places were ambiguous and had to be constantly tested to get the results. It took a whole day to talk about this. Anyang would probably take at least two or three days to fully explain this magic to these two monsters.

Huang Lan's cultivation level is higher and should be able to use it earlier, while Xiaochan is smarter and should understand it faster than the stupid Huang Lan.

Every time this time, it is when Anyang gains a worship gaze. Whether it is Huang Lan, who is irritable, cold-blooded and careless, or Xiao Chan, who is shy and cautious in everything, it is the same. After all, the knowledge that Anyang shows at this time is not a big deal. If nothing else, it is just that the classification of magic is something that people who have profound and unique insights will definitely not be able to think of.

Anyang talked for a while and felt dry mouth. He couldn't help but stop and drink a sip of water, and rested, leaving a space for thinking for the tigress and the little fox.

Xiaochan sat on the wooden frame in front of the carriage, her legs shaking with the bumps, thinking while waving the whip.

The horse was getting faster and faster, almost trotting forward, causing the bell to jingle.

Drive all the way to Kunlun Mountain.

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