My calligraphy is very good!
Li An's eyes looked through the void at the word "Li" on the back of the moon, and nodded involuntarily.
After thinking about it, he didn't erase all the writing like before. This time the word "李" made him particularly satisfied.
After obtaining the sword art with cursive characters, he often practiced calligraphy on the back of the moon, which was known as cultivating sentiment.
After carving the words, the grass on Li An's palm automatically fell off and fell to the ground.
Then the roots of the grass turned into feet and ran away. Only when they were far enough away from Li An did they push back the soil on the ground and bury themselves back.
This grass is the one that Li An once judged to have the appearance of a demon emperor. Perhaps because of the true psychic, this grass has grown more and more gratifyingly over the years.
Perhaps Li An often used this grass to practice calligraphy with the grass-shaped sword technique. This weed grew nine leaves, just like the nine-leaf sword grass.
Moreover, he also saw the true meaning of the grass-character sword formula on this grass. Although it was only a wisp, it was very terrifying.
That was the Ten Evil Treasure Technique, a Taoist and magical power at the level of an Immortal King. Even if the body he used had used the Grass-Character Sword Technique, it was impossible for an ordinary weed to realize its true meaning. This was a miracle.
"Can he really become a demon emperor?"
Li An was a little shocked. Originally, he was just talking casually, but he didn't expect this weed to really have such qualifications.
Thinking about it, he took out a jade purification bottle and came to the weed.
The grass was hidden among a pile of weeds. After sensing Li An's approach, he felt a little scared.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Li An sent out a ray of consciousness.
This weed has extraordinary spiritual behavior, so it is naturally psychic and clearly understands the meaning of its spiritual consciousness, but it is still a little timid.
It could feel the power of the man in front of it, and it almost wanted to overwhelm itself and worship him.
In the end, almost as if to please, the grass blade folded down, bowed to Li An, and then stood upright again.
"It's a miracle that you can understand the true meaning of a ray of grass when I use your body to perform the grass-character sword technique."
Li An stood in front of this weed, his eyes swept over its body, and he had already understood everything from birth to now.
This grass is said to be extraordinary and quite magical.
But that's all. I can't figure out how this grass can understand the true meaning of the Ten Evil Treasures of the Grass-Character Sword Jue. Is it really just a strange flower born in the age of the end of the law on earth?
"Could it be that they are similar flowers?"
Li An seemed to have thought of something, and his face was startled.
In the world of Zhetian, there is no theory of reincarnation. When you die, you are dead. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and it will never appear again.
However, there is a saying about the flower of similarity. After a person dies, someone similar to him may appear billions of years later.
That person is not the original one, but he is very similar.
For example, Ye Fan is the similar flower to the brother of the ruthless emperor, or the similar flower to An Miaoyi tens of thousands of years later, or the Qing Emperor thousands of years ago is also the similar flower to others.
And could the weed in front of me be a flower similar to the Nine-leaf Sword Grass, one of the ten evil men in ancient times?
Apart from this explanation, Li An could not think of any other explanation for why this grass could comprehend the true meaning of the grass-character sword formula.
But looking left and right, this weed doesn't have the powerful bloodline of the Nine-leaf Sword Grass. Although it has a hint of the true meaning of the Grass-Character Sword Art, it is still just a weed. It can be easily trampled to death by an ordinary person.
But whether it is a flower similar to the Nine-leaf Sword Grass or not, this weed will definitely be extraordinary in the future.
"Little one, do you have a name?"
Li An once again sent out a spiritual consciousness, which was transmitted to the mind of the weed.
"What's the name?"
Weed asked vaguely and unconsciously.
"The Tao can be said, and the name can be named. Every living thing has its own name. Only when it has a name can it be considered as having a self."
Li An answered seriously.
"Oh!"
Weed was confused and understood what he meant.
At the same time, after understanding the importance of the name, he bowed to Li An.
"From now on, your name will be Jiuye."
Li An said.
Although he was not sure whether the grass in front of him was a flower similar to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass of the Ten Ancient Swordsmen, he still named it Nine Leaves, hoping that this grass would be able to rival the Ten Swordsmen of the Ancient Times in the future.
"Nine leaves... leaves!"
The vague thoughts of the weed were saying its own name, and with this name it felt its own existence.
No longer just an unconscious weed, he truly became a living being.
"Jiu...Jiuye, thank you, teacher!"
The weeds prostrate themselves.
Li An nodded and did not refuse the title.
Okay, now I have a founding disciple.
Ye Fan, a naughty kid, doesn’t count.
"Since you recognize me as your teacher, I will teach you a breathing technique."
Li An said, and then his spiritual consciousness came out and imprinted a scripture in Jiuye's sea of consciousness.
He did not teach the ancient scriptures that he had studied. That was the cultivation method of the human race and was not suitable for the demon race.
Now I can only temporarily teach this disciple a breathing method.
"It seems that I have to go to the Qing Emperor's Tomb to get a Demon Emperor scripture for Jiuye."
Li An thought, but the Qingdi Tomb has not yet been born, and it will not be opened until Ye Fan goes to Beidou.
Now Jiuye has a breathing method and a grass-shaped sword technique, so there is no need to worry too much for the time being, so he did not go looking for it himself.
"Teacher, here...here!"
Jiuye's ignorant voice appeared and said somewhat flatteringly.
Li An looked down and saw that Jiuye had mastered the breathing method he taught.
However, as the nine leaves of Jiuye breathed the essence of heaven and earth, a crystal dew actually condensed on its leaves.
It restrained its desire to absorb these essences and condensed them into beads and presented them to Li An.
"Nine leaves practice breathing techniques, which can store the essence and condense it together for others to absorb."
He saw through the principle at a glance, and it was different from the breathing method practiced by humans.
Li An showed a faint smile, a little pleased with Jiuye's sensibleness, and said: "It's useless to me, no need to condense it into beads, just absorb it yourself."
After hearing Li An's words, Jiuye's leaves shook and slowly absorbed the dewdrop.
After instructing Jiuye, Li An took out a can of animal milk, the same style as Emperor Huangtian.
It was the old village chief who gave Shi Hao animal milk every day that allowed Shi Hao to win at the starting line since he was a child and become the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven.
He took out a leaf again and put it into the beast's milk. This leaf was very magical. It didn't look like a leaf at all. It was shaped like a unicorn, with the laws of the great law flowing on it.
"Wu Dao Ye is used to soak milk. I am the only one in ancient times."
Li An clicked his tongue. The ancient emperors used to make tea from the leaves of the Enlightenment tea tree, hold a cup of tea and look at the stars in the universe, but he made it into milk tea. It simply pulled the ancient emperor's strength away. down.
"What the hell, good drink is king."
He raised the divine flame to boil the beast's milk, and soon the Enlightenment Tea leaves and the beast's milk blended together.
The rich milky aroma rises, as if there is a unicorn galloping in it.
"The animal milk is gone again."
After drinking the tea, Li An sighed and poured out all the animal milk in the jar.
This jar of animal milk is no ordinary animal milk. The same model as Huang Tiandi has a really delicious flavor. No wonder he loves drinking animal milk the most.
Over the years, Xiao Yezi has peed on the bed many times, and every time he has witnessed a reward, it is a historical event that can be repeated to obtain rewards.
The first generation Ye Tiandi was still wetting the bed until he was five years old. This is really... none of his business unless you come up with evidence.
Little Ye Ye's bedwetting cannot be blamed on the great emperors of his generation. Every great emperor is an existence that can overwhelm the ages, and is the undisputed protagonist of the world in his own era.
So, how could he do such a shameless thing?
This is naked slander.
…
That night, five-year-old Ye Tiandi wet the bed again.
As for Li An, he happily harvested another jar of the same beast milk as Emperor Huang Tian.
