In the World as a Salted Fish Second Generation [MTL]

🍓Ch 64

Chapter 64

 Demon Venerable 9

Han Qiu originally thought that the biggest difficulty in teaching the junior major of the Demon Realm to cultivate immortals should be that her Heavenly Demon bloodline might not be able to accept the spiritual power of cultivating immortals, but after starting the class, he found that the biggest difficulty was that the child did not know words.

Although, there are very few ordinary children in the mortal world who know words at the age of 6, but she is the young master of the demon world, how can she not know words!

"I know how to read and write my own name! Qian retorted, grabbing a pen and scribbling on paper.

Handed it over to Han Qiu to see, the complex symbols on the paper were clearly scribbled.

The little young master also told him seriously: "This is the language of the dragon, my name!" "

What dragon language? Han Qiu had never heard of it.

He sighed and smiled with the tiredness of being forced to go to work: "Young master, we can't use the dragon language now, we have to learn a little bit of human words."

"I'll write too! Qian lay on the paper, writing while thinking, and soon wrote a dozen words.

Han Qiu looked at it, and there were a few words that could indeed tell what was written, but it was written wrongly, missing arms and legs.

It seems that we still have to teach from scratch.

Han Qiu sighed again: "Young master, you have written these words wrongly, we have to learn them again." The

child was depressed, and she stubbornly said, "There is nothing wrong with the writing!"

"Okay, well, no mistakes, let's learn another way to write these words." Han Qiu changed his words.

But the child did not know what to think, and sat there with his fingers twisted, refusing to listen to him.

Han Qiu suddenly sat down in front of her, covered his eyes and began to sob, crying very sadly.

"My life is so miserable, woo! The

uncooperative Chien was frightened by the adult who said to cry, and the cunning adult took the lead in using tears as a weapon, and Chien leaned over and stuck her head on Han Qiu's knee to see if he was really crying.

"Woo. Han Qiu twisted his head away and cried non-stop.

Qian shook his knees: "Don't cry.

Han Qiu cried pitifully: "If you refuse to learn this from me, I will die."

In the end, Teacher Han Qiu successfully used realistic fake crying skills to trick the child into writing at the table.

It's just that the deterrence of tears didn't last long, and Han Qiu soon discovered that the child was not seriously practicing calligraphy, she was drawing.

"Young master, what are you doing? He squeezed out a smile and asked in a dangerous tone.

Unaware, the child showed him his drawing, and looked up with a bright, innocent and lovely smile.

"I'm drawing you, you see. Han

Qiu saw it, judging from a child of this age, he did draw well, but he didn't teach a painting class?

If it is an ordinary student, he will be slapped in the palm of his hand at this time, and this unconscious student has to ask inch by inch: "Don't you praise me?" Han

Qiu: "......"

Although he was cute by the child's smiling face for a moment, Han Qiu quickly remembered the murderous Demon Venerable.

He resigned himself to his fate and said: "Forget it, I'll talk about it after I recognize the words, I'll read these mental exercises to you directly."
When
explaining the preface, Han Qiu said: "Therefore, people must have righteousness in their hearts and restrain their desires......"

"What are you teaching the young master?" Luo Yao, who was watching from the side, interrupted the teaching.

His face was not good: "This is the young master of our Demon Realm, not a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Han Qiu was aggrieved: "That's what is written on the mental method you gave me."

Luo Yao pushed him away: "You can't teach, let me come."

He said to Qian: "Young master, we are demons, that is, we must do as we want and follow our own desires!" Those sanctimonious monks use all kinds of rules to restrain others, but in fact, they are all male thieves and female prostitutes, and they are no different from the demon world.

"As the young master of the Demon Realm, you should be fearless, if anyone makes you angry or offends you, kill him, and let him live worse than death!"

Qian listened, as if he understood: "If he makes me angry, can I scold him?"

Luo Yu thought she was referring to Han Qiu, and replied without hesitation: "Of course you can!"

Qian immediately crossed his fat waist and scolded: "Demon Venerable, big villain!" Rotten eggs! Bad eggs!

Luo Yu: "......"

"This is what you taught, and it has nothing to do with me." Han Qiu took two steps back to the side with his life.

Luo Yao raised his two hands to stop: "Young master!" Young master, I can't say this.

"It's okay if you say it.

Han Qiu interjected: "Because you can't beat it, you will be beaten if you scold."

Qian Wenyan looked at his white and tender arms, sighed old-fashionedly, and complained annoyantly: "He is like a puppy, how can he bite people?"

Han Qiu and Luo Yao didn't hear it, and each coughed.

The progress of the teaching was slow, and the Demon Venerable was very dissatisfied.

"Perhaps, it's because the demon world doesn't have the right spiritual power, and the young master can't feel the spiritual power, so he can't understand the mental method well and doesn't know how to cultivate. Han Qiu pondered and meditated hard to find such a prevaricating statement.

Who knows, within two days, the Demon Venerable asked someone to hand over a scroll of paintings full of aura to him.

"This is? Han Qiu looked at the familiar picture scroll, and his brows jumped.

"This is the Shifang Mountain Picture Scroll, there are real Shifang Mountain Ranges in it, and there are several spiritual veins, it is a secret world full of spiritual energy, which is enough for the young master to cultivate. Quicksand explained.

Sure enough, it's you, Shifang Mountain Picture Scroll. The treasures of the Blue Water Yuntian Sect contain a secret realm used to train the disciples under the sect, as well as a spiritual pool cave for the disciples to cultivate.

As one of the young masters of the Blue Water Cloud Heaven Sect, Han Qiu was jealous of the other brothers precisely because his father wanted him to take charge of the Shifang Mountain Picture Scroll, so he was hunted down and annoyed, so he would hide his identity and hide in the Demon Realm.

It's good now, this treasure has been snatched to the demon world by the Demon Venerable, and everyone doesn't have to fight to the death.

Han Qiu laughed with tears.

This thing has been brought here, what other reason can he use to excuse the child's lack of academic performance and non-improvement?

Chiki knew he had a new place to play. There are many mountains, small lakes, and buildings that are completely different from the Demon Palace. Although there are no people, there are a lot of small animals around.

Not to mention studying, she forgot about Han Qiu and ran around to play.

"Young master, isn't it time for us to learn? Qian

lay on the grass in the back mountain to pull weeds and feed the hares, laughing happily, and the sound of Han Qiu's urging was in her ears, like the bird crying in the tree next to her.

Still came to monitor the quicksand of learning, and reached out and lifted Qian and the hare to the table together, so that Han Qiu could start the class.

As for the effect of the class...... Don't talk about it.

Han Qiu gave up, and instead of being tortured, it was better to enjoy this last time of his life.

After figuring it out, Han Qiu lay on the rocking chair of the Secret Bamboo Building, drinking tea and fishing, and feeling the breeze comfortably.

Chi had fun by himself, occasionally running to the table next to him to write and draw.

Sensing the abnormal convergence of aura, Han Qiu looked at Qian suspiciously.

"Young master? You just wrote a rune?! Han Qiu sat up in shock.

This kid hadn't even learned the basic mental method, of course he couldn't have taught her the talisman formation or anything like that, but she had learned to write the spirit talisman herself?!

Han Qiu had never seen anything like this, so she leaned over to take a closer look and found that she was just drawing as usual, drawing a strange creature with wings and a tail, and a bunch of lines were crookedly drawn next to it, and Han Qiu knew that this was the "dragon language" she had spoken.

It was these strange lines, different from any rune pattern he had ever seen, but the light flickered, indicating that it was a successful rune.

What's going on? When he gave up, the student was self-taught? Or is he a geek who has written a new talisman that has never been seen before in the immortal cultivation world?

Han Qiu suddenly had a way. Since she is so talented in spirit runes, it is better to write talismans to attract qi and cultivate.

And this is far simpler than asking her to memorize those complicated mental methods before, you only need to let her translate the relative so-called dragon language according to the meaning of the symbol, and most of them can be successful.

Han Qiu watched with relief as the aura in her body became more and more, and the Gu worm in her body was about to be squeezed into self-containment.

It's just that he is still a little worried in his heart, after all, he has the Heavenly Demon bloodline, and if the spiritual energy in his body accumulates to a certain extent, I am afraid that it will conflict with the Heavenly Demon bloodline.

It will not die, but the child will have to suffer a little bit to get through it.

Han Qiu: No, I'm a spy, why are I so worried about the young master of the Demon Realm?

And judging from the speed at which she absorbed spiritual power in the past three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, this threshold is still far away.

Before studying each day, Qian explores the new world, delves into the various small holes in the neighborhood, or picks flowers and weeds to feed the free-range animals in the neighborhood.

Then, it's a short class time.

In class that day, Han Qiu found that the child's face was red, and he touched her forehead, which was very hot.

Pulling the fat arm to investigate, Han Qiu's face became more and more solemn.

"Did you eat something? "

Huh? "A thousand confused.

Han Qiu dug out a few uneaten red beans from her pocket.

There will always be some elixirs in the secret realm that can greatly increase spiritual power, this red bean is it, it is only cooked once in a hundred years, he has never eaten it, and he doesn't know where she found it from.

The problem of children eating indiscriminately is really a headache. He obviously doesn't have children, why should he experience this feeling!

"Woo woo, it hurts! "A thousand crying chirps.

"Let you eat indiscriminately, will you dare to eat indiscriminately next time? Han Qiu said, holding the hot child in her arms and trying to relieve her pain.

But this is the wrestling between the sudden outbreak of spiritual power and the Heavenly Demon Bloodline, and the Heavenly Demon Bloodline, which feels threatened, suddenly shows its domineering side, rapidly changing the child's body.

The child's body, under the influence of this bloodline, became the prototype of the Heavenly Demon for the first time.

The demon races all have various archetypes, and the pure heavenly demon bloodline is a strange beast with rich hair and hideous heads. But the appearance of the half-blood demon will change.

Only when there are special times will the demon become the prototype.

Han Qiu had heard of this, and now he had this in his arms, which looked like a red-haired puppy, with stubby limbs, a round belly, and a solid little short and fat.

The head is more pointed like a fox, not like the hideous of the legendary Heavenly Demon.

"Shhh The hand that was holding her down to prevent her from moving was bitten, and as soon as Han Qiu let go of his hand, the little cub slipped into the crack of the house.

Han Qiu couldn't call her out, he could only hear her wail like a small animal.

"Go, the Lord is here. Quicksand suddenly appeared and grabbed him by the shoulder, taking him out of the secret realm.

Han Qiu and Demon Venerable passed by.

Qian hid in a small gap, such a small space made her feel safe.

In the last world, she hatched from the egg and grew up little by little, and received a lot of love since she was a child, so she quickly became familiar with and accepted that strange world.

But in this equally strange world, she didn't feel safe at first.

The first person to contact Quicksa was very kind to her, but she was more in awe, and the rest of the people were afraid to approach her, so she rarely took the initiative to speak at that time.

Even recently, she is finally familiar with the world and talks more, but at this moment of fright, she still subconsciously hides.

Until a terrifying breath approached, several of her little fat legs were so frightened that they lay on the ground.

In that terrible aura, there was a reassuring smell of contradiction.

The round red-haired little "dog" opened her eyes and saw a huge beast in front of her, with a mouthful of sharp fangs, leaning close to her head.

If there were a mirror at this moment, she would find that this beast was what she was now in an enlarged version and a slimming version.

The beast seemed to want to grab the back of her neck and pick her up, but maybe she was not skilled in business, or maybe she was too small to hold the back of her neck, so the beast bit her head and took her away from this corner.

Stuck in the neck with teeth, the red-haired puppy's legs kicked in the air.

The beast ran through the door of the secret realm, and ran back to the dormitory, spitting the trembling puppy on the quilt.

The shivering puppy looks so pitiful...... Just like when he was a kid.

When he was weak, he could often see this.

He didn't like his archetype, because he didn't look like a celestial demon or a succubus, and when he was ridiculed and bullied, they all treated him like a dog.

Huai Younon thought that he was the only one in the world who had this strange appearance, until just now, he seemed to see himself trembling in the cracks because of fear when he was a child.

his weak mother would find him, take him out, and comb his messy hair with her hands.

But those days were too short, and she died soon after.

It's scary to be weak.

The beast stood beside the bed, suddenly opening its mouth and baring its teeth, as if it wanted to eat the little weak thing in one bite.

As he got closer, he remembered the last time she had proudly told him that he couldn't eat her, or the worms would end up in his stomach.

It's ridiculous, if he really wants to eat it, he can eat it by digging it out.

The nose that was close to him didn't move for a long time, and suddenly the little guy's short legs bounced up and kicked it.

Fat paw kicks with claw pads don't hurt at all.

The beast's nose moved, and it pressed against the little one's bulging belly, pushing her over and rolling into the corner.

Maintaining the appearance of the beast, he jumped onto the bed, coiled up, and licked his forelimbs.

There was a deep wound there, the fur rolled up, not yet fully healed, revealing the bright red flesh inside, and spilling blood.

Because of the previous incident of the Breaking Yue Sword Sect, the immortal cultivation world was vigilant, and when he went to grab the Shifang Mountain Picture Scroll a few days ago, he was injured by those old guys, and he didn't get well after raising it for a while.

Smelling the smell of Heavenly Demon Blood of the same origin as himself, only the instinctive little thing was left to come over and sniff the smell of blood overflowing from the wound.

Huai Younon unceremoniously overthrew her, watching her claws to the sky and screaming.

However, when she leaned over again to lick the blood, he did not push her away again, but closed her eyes.

The nature of the Heavenly Demon is to devour its own kind and become powerful.

His Heavenly Demon bloodline undoubtedly overpowered the weak succubus bloodline, but ......

The little thing licked his blood and finally quieted down.

The beast raised its head and licked the cub's head twice unskillfully.

After licking the beast, it turned its head and coughed twice uncomfortably.

Shave your tongue and lick it twice, and the little guy will lose half of the hair on his head, and this thing chokes his throat.

Combing his hair in his sleep, Qian thought of Daddy Long, and he also liked to appease her or express his affection in this way.

She finally felt relieved and let out a long snort.