"Ah~" Feng Yaya jumped three feet high, patted Su He and shouted: "Big turtle, let's go, Tianji Pavilion!"
Tianji Pavilion is one of the seven branches of Qingyuan Sect and is good at refining weapons.
Su He didn't know where the Tianji Pavilion was. He just followed Feng Yaya's instructions and rushed into the Xiang River, breaking through the waves.
When you reach the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, you will turn into a tributary, take a winding road, and enter a market.
The Tianji Pavilion is not like the other six sects that are high and mighty like immortals in the clouds. Instead, the disciples are like peddlers, running their own businesses.
Those with great means can open a store, while those with average skills and no knowledge of business operations can set up stalls on the street, and some even put their stalls on the backs of strange beasts so that they can move to the center of traffic at any time.
Feng Yaya took Su He to a small courtyard in the east of the market town. Before they even got there, she shouted, "Stinky uncle, Yaya is here to see you!"
An old man dressed as a farmer was working as a blacksmith in the courtyard. His blacksmith hammer dropped to the ground with a clang. He didn't have time to pick it up, so he rushed into the house and whispered, "Quick, quick! Put away the Qingming real gold I just got. Don't let that little ancestor see it!"
It’s going to cost me my life!
A ball of yellow light like a flame flashed, and Feng Yaya rushed in.
When Su He ran into the courtyard, the little girl had already pulled the old farmer out of the house by his beard: "Stinky uncle, can you make some storage equipment for my turtle?"
Feng Yaya pointed at Su He.
"It hurts, it hurts, dear girl, let go!" The old farmer patted Feng Yaya's little hand away. As long as she is not here to steal my Qingming real gold, everything is fine.
He circled around Su He twice, and said with a click of his tongue: "This turtle is pretty good. What does it want? A saddle? There is space under the saddle, which can hold a lot of goods."
Feng Yaya clenched her fists and yelled, "No way! The big turtle is my friend, not a mount!"
"Then, a collar? It's very convenient to put it around my neck... It hurts! Don't pull my beard!"
"The big turtle is not a pet!" Feng Yaya shouted.
"Okay, okay!" The old farmer raised his hand in admitting defeat and looked at Su He seriously.
The water ball rolling in Su He's mouth slowly disappeared - after this evolution, the water control ability was not only to condense lake and river water, Su He could also create water balls out of thin air and then blast them out.
Power... depends on the weight of the water ball.
Although he can't hurt anyone, if the old man dares to say a pet word again, I will pour water on him.
The old farmer looked at Su He, pondered for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "I got it! Since it's a turtle, how can it not carry something? I have a mountain here, which is a cave custom-made for a casual cultivator. He was killed when he was just starting to build it. It's not even a semi-finished product, just right for your big turtle."
He rummaged around in the warehouse for a long time and found a rockery as big as a basketball, which looked like a small mountain ornament in a fish tank.
"Look here!" The old farmer pointed to a cave on the rockery.
"This was originally the cave residence designed by that casual cultivator. It has not been used for any rituals yet, and the space has not been expanded. When it is expanded, it is ten feet in size, so it is just right for you. How about it? Will your uncle love you?"
Feng Yaya was satisfied and kept nodding her head. She saw a bird's nest-shaped building on the hill, which should be where the cultivator raised his pet.
If it were enlarged and carried on the back of a big turtle, this bird's nest would be perfect for her to sleep.
The old farmer had great skills and in just half a day he transformed the hill, enlarging it so that it fit perfectly on Su He's back, neither too big nor too small, just the right size.
Su He's lip was pierced by Feng Yaya, and a drop of blood was taken and placed on the mountain to complete the recognition of the master. Feng Yaya then happily climbed up the rockery and curled up in the bird's nest.
To express his gratitude, Su He helped him fertilize the fruit trees when they passed by the yard. But the old man screamed and wanted to hit his shell with a hammer.
Fortunately, the wind is even stronger.
Don't understand good people! Su He has been eating high-quality food since he hatched, and rarely excretes. The excrement is used to water the plants, which is definitely the best farmyard fertilizer.
Su He carried her back to Su Huanian's pond.
Su He felt his own shortcomings. This small hill could be regarded as a storage device at most. Any Qingyuan disciple who could concentrate his mind on the magical object could use it easily. However, he felt an effort when trying to connect to the cave on the hill.
But what to do
He is just a turtle without any inheritance, and he has come this far only because of the power of the dice.
There are too few things I know and too many things I lack.
Not even as good as the green snake.
Return to the pond and see if Su Huanian can show him a way out.
Feng Yaya curled up in the bird's nest, rocking back and forth: "Big turtle, you are so stupid. It's hard for you to even put a stone into the cave. Let's go back and steal mother's token. I'll take you to the Sutra Library to steal the secret book. With the secret book, you can start practicing, and you will become more powerful. You won't be afraid of other beasts."
Su He raised his limbs in agreement.
He crawled slowly. The weather was getting colder and colder, especially on Qingyuan Mountain. The higher the altitude, the lower the temperature. Su He wanted to hibernate.
Turtles hibernate for a long time.
Feng Yaya tapped her feet and suddenly thought of something: "How about we go to Grandpa Ge's yard first? Grandpa Ge created a set of exercises specifically for his turtle friend! Let's steal it."
"Don't worry. Grandpa Ge's turtles must be good ones, they won't mind. I'll introduce them to you later - although I haven't seen them yet and I don't know them."
She amused herself by saying this, giggling non-stop, and fell asleep while laughing.
When Su He climbed back to the pond, Su Huanian had just come out of the pond, her hair slightly moistened and falling from her shoulders, gently resting on her chest. Because of the moisture, it did not float with the fairy leaping onto the turtle's back, but instead shook with the mountains. It was bounced high, fell down, and was knocked away by the mountains.
Su He didn't move. Su Huanian came down holding Feng Yaya. The little girl sensed her mother's breath and curled up tightly in her mother's arms, squeezing the mountains together.
Su Huanian snapped his fingers, and a ray of light shot into Su He's brows. He then carried his daughter into the thatched cottage.
Light exploded in Su He's mind, containing all kinds of water control techniques, which were Su Huanian's hundreds of years of experience.
There is no inherited martial arts skills, only various clever ways of controlling water.
For example, Su He's water ball is too weak and can only hurt ordinary people, but if the water ball is put into a high-speed rotation, the lethality will be increased to a higher level. If gold sand is added to the rotating water ball, even ordinary monsters will shed their skin when they encounter it.
How to control water and increase speed in water, how to condense water armor...
Su He felt like he had found a treasure and read it very seriously. The moonlight was shining through the thatched cottage and there was a beauty who was still awake, so she lit a candle and read at night.
There was no conversation that night. When the sky brightened, Feng Yaya did not get up.
Su He tilted her head and looked into the room. Su Huanian also had not slept all night. At her level, sleeping or not didn't matter to her.
She held a scroll in one hand and entangled her daughter's hair with her green jade fingers with the other. When she saw Su He looking at her, she smiled: "Yaya is special. She needs to sleep for six or seven days. You can go by yourself."
No matter if it was a human or an animal, as long as they truly loved Yaya, Su Huanian would be kind to them. After thinking for a while, he wrote the word "Su" on Su He Mountain.
Seeing the words is like seeing the person. As long as these words are there, the Lu Ming incident will never happen again.
Su He understood. Did Feng Yaya not get enough sleep yesterday? No wonder she was so sleepy during the formation class. He turned around and left the pond, climbing down the mountain.
Since Feng Yaya couldn't go to class, he couldn't steal her skills. It was time to go find food.
Even if I evolve this year and improve my cold resistance, hibernation is coming soon. I should increase my food intake and store energy. It would be even better if I could store enough energy for another evolution before hibernation.
There are many animals on the mountain, but they all have owners, so you can't just snatch their food away. Su He thought about it and crawled back to Jing'an Hall.
The medicinal food there is good, just roll out three points of quality, and your stomach will be warm all day. If you can steal a jar of quality points every day, you won't have to worry about food in the future.
(End of this chapter)