A fat cardinal was flying around the house bored, but its eyes always aimed at a position from time to time.

A dagger is quietly placed on the corner of the table.

When Qin Yin was practicing outside the house, the fat bird would always stare at the weapon in a constant state.

"drink!"

"ha!"

The sound in the boy's chest was stirring, and Bi Fang felt a little irritated when he heard it. His wings flapped for a moment. It landed on the table and jumped over, but it still kept a two-foot distance from the dagger.

"If I weren't curious about this thing, I'd have left."

Bi Fang muttered in a low voice.

A mortal boy actually caused him to suffer several great losses in succession.

He was beaten three times in a row, all of which were squeezing his face...

I almost got my hair cut by the dagger!

Even the final dignity of being a bird is gone, how can it endure it!

But when he was about to burn Qin Yin to death, he found that the dagger brought it a great sense of crisis.

"Impossible..."

"This is something forged by ordinary iron."

Bi Fang finally walked over, stretched out a claw and knocked it carefully, then grabbed it and threw it aside.

The crisp impact sounded, and there was nothing unusual on the desktop except for a shallow mark.

It even walked over and used its toes to bring a thin line of fire across the dagger's face... There were no signs of burning.

"Hardness is a characteristic... Then why did it feel a sense of soul splitting at that time?"

Confusion flashed in Bi Fang's eyes.

"The sixth-level eighteenth grade of weapons, ordinary, treasure, spirit, holy, heaven, god."

All soldiers - all iron forging is the world.

Treasure Soldier - Forged by a weapon master, adding treasures from heaven and earth, either weird or sharp, quite rare.

Spiritual weapons - Great spiritual practitioners carve array patterns and can inject spiritual power to increase the master.

Holy Soldier - Sealing the Demon Soul, greatly increasing its power, can cut off spiritual weapons, but it is easy to backfire.

Heavenly Soldiers - Have consciousness and can absorb spiritual power on their own and constantly improve themselves.

Divine weapons - wielding the mountains and seas can be cut off and slaughtered gods and demons.

"I didn't respond to my holy fire. I obviously have no chance of being with the above-mentioned spiritual soldiers...there are most treasure soldiers!"

"How is that possible!"

Thinking is in a dead cycle again.

Bi Fang flew around in anger and saw a string of dried hawthorn fruit hanging on the beam. He angrily ate it one by one from beginning to end!

"But I have been flying for so many days, and this is a good place to hide. After I find out, I will kill this kid and leave!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in the fat cardinal's eyes, and he ate the last red fruit hard, and then the hawthorn cores spit out formed a straight line and nailed them into the table.

This mortal waste named Qin Yin is waiting to be killed by Master Bi.

A glimpse of pride flashed in his little eyes.

Qin Yin's loud shout came from outside the house again when he practiced boxing.

Bi Fang looked up and flew out.

Under the scorching sun, the boy sweats like rain.

He stole the horse, his fists were like a green cow and his horns, and his body moved in the air, moving and still, which brought a sense of heaviness that came to his face.

"The third posture of the body-fisting fist, the divine cow leans on his horns--"

"drink!"

Two punches were hit, the sweat on the arms shattered, and the hot air on the boy's head evaporated.

"Don't practice, don't practice, what kind of divine cow is a geese-eating cow!" Bi Fang became irritated when he heard that divine cow. He didn't show any praising him like this.

A cow was even bragged to heaven.

With one punch, he swung his fists, like a green cow exerting force. Qin Yin put his fists on his feet after finishing this set, and looked at the fat bird dissatisfiedly, "This punch is really effective in strengthening the body. Also, what should the cow eat if he doesn't eat grass!"

"Aren't you, a bird, greedy for berries too!?"

Bi Fang's face turned red in an instant, "Can the bird eats fruits be called eating..."

"What's that called?" Qin Yin stared at the shameless bird.

"That's called..." Bi Fang repeated several times and then a series of incomprehensible words appeared, occasionally mixed with words like "the world is full of treasures" and "those who are destined to be rewarded".

However, Qin Yin continued to stare at it...

Finally, Bi Fang was so embarrassed that he was staring at him. He opened his mouth and spewed out a flame of two feet!

"Don't stare at me, look at me burning you again."

However, Qin Yin looked at the fat bird with a smile, picked up a piece of firewood and handed it to the fat bird, "It's very easy to light the fire. Let's do it again, I'll cook porridge and relax more suppleness."

Bi Fang was still angry when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his eyes lit up instantly when he heard the second half of the sentence. When he opened his mouth, another flame spewed out and ignited the firewood.

Then Qin Yin threw it under the stove not far away and clapped his hands. Obviously, this was not the first time.

Bi Fang looked at the stove that was ignited there with satisfaction. The holy fire he spit out instantly ignited the firewood, and the flames were high and vigorous.

Therefore, the cooked pine cone porridge must be fragrant!

In this world, every drink and peck are all fixed.

Seeing that the iron pot was boiling, the satisfaction in the bird's eyes became more and more intense.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound broke out in his abdomen. Old Bi Fang's face turned red and immediately changed the subject and asked, "Qin Yin, is it useful to practice this thing? Can you carry two more bundles of firewood or what?"

Qin Yin focused on looking at the introductory body-fisting book, and said without raising his head, "I have to practice for a dream that is out of reach."

"What dream? Daydreaming?" Fat bird was obviously curious, and it was impossible to tell that this kid was quite ambitious.

With a snap, Qin Yin closed the secret book and looked at Bi Fang with bright eyes, which made the bird feel a little nervous.

"See what this saint is doing? I have little meat, so I have emphasized it many times."

"Don't you call yourself a holy beast? Then you must know a lot."

"Hahaha, of course! The knowledge of this saint is like the stars in the sky, as vast as the sea." Bi Fang smiled gagged and flapped his chest with his wings. As a result, he forgot that he flew in the air and fell to the ground, but immediately flew back as if nothing had happened. "Ask, this saint has satisfied your desire for knowledge, for the sake of your diligent sacrifice to worship the Lord these days."

After saying this, Bi Fang only felt that Qin Yin's gaze had a sharp edge that he had never seen before!

"You once said that you are from the sky outside the sky, so I ask you, in this world... do you have supreme magical powers that can really travel through ancient and modern times and across planes."

When he said this, Qin Yin's pupils had a faint fluctuation and a solemn face.

Bi Fang looked at the boy in surprise. This was the first time it saw Qin Yin like this. Although he was surprised,...

The red bizarre, who claimed to be a holy beast, fell to Qin Yin's head and stretched out his wings to touch Qin Yin's forehead.

"Strange, no fever..."

"What's the meaning!?"

Qin Yin shook Bi Fang away suddenly and asked with a breath.

"I said you were stupid? Hahahaha." Bi Fang held his stomach and rolled on the ground and laughed wildly, "What are you doing daydreaming, traveling through ancient and modern times, and going back to time? It goes against the cause and effect of heaven and earth? It also mentioned other realms? If this could be done, the world would have been in chaos long ago. If he angered me, I will go back to the past and roast the other person. Where would he still play house with you here?"

After rolling a few times, Bi Fang flew over and flew in the air, and then said mercilessly:

"Have you learned to have such a daydream at the age of just how old?"

After saying that, Bi Fang waited wisely for the escape, and it felt a little relieved.

Who made Mr. Bi Fang hold the most revenge?

However, Qin Yin was not as upset as Bi Fang imagined. The excitement in his eyes lasted for only a moment before he calmed down again.

He shook his head, lowered his eyelids and continued to look at the Firm Fist.

Instead of fantasizing about it, it is better to work harder to change yourself.

Bi Fang was a little anxious when he saw Qin Yin regaining his boring appearance instantly.

This is not possible, it does not stimulate Qin Yin at all.

So Bi Fang shouted.

"etc!"

Um?

Bi Fang's eyes were majestic at this moment, and his tone was slow and heavy.

"But there is still such a legend for millions of years... The Destiny Wheel is above the thirty-third level of heaven (Note 1), and is under the control of the Supreme One, which can promote the flow of time, reverse the fate of heaven and earth, travel through ancient times and present, and can step on the plane alone."

"The Legend of Destiny Wheel may be able to change one's fate against the will of heaven." After Bi Fang finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Yin calmly, waiting for the boy to ask for the next sentence.

Sure enough, Qin Yin suddenly raised his head, his eyes shone with his brilliance, and he grabbed Bi Fang.

"The Wheel of Destiny!?"

"Where is the Thirty-third Heaven!"

"What is the realm of supreme!"

One more tense sound.

【Finally here.】

"Gagaga~" At this moment, Bi Fang laughed happily, struggled hard, and flew over the courtyard, shouting: "It's said it's a legend, so you should dream. Supreme? Watch the sea, shine on the moon, spread its wings, ride on the clouds, and droop the sky. Do you know what? If you reach the top, the thirty-third heaven will be behind them."

"If you kill all the way to the highest heaven, you will be the supreme. As for whether the Destiny Wheel can be achieved... you will know if you push it yourself."

Bi Fang's laughter was filled with undisguised sarcasm. He especially liked to stimulate Qin Yin, and also liked to see the other party's stupid expression.

It’s still the supreme. This world is so backward, it’s really a group of frogs in the well. They will first withstand the invasion of the barbarians and demons.

Just such a bull-breaking fist, can you kill a cow in the end?

By the way, there is also the Luo Shizi Tianhuang. I can't even dream about what it looks like. Seeing that this silly boy really wants to push it.

Hahahaha, let me laugh off my feathers.

No knowledge, local buns...

Bi Fang, who was in a good mood, flew straight into the stove over there, taking a bath and drinking porridge comfortably.

【Gaga, stupid guy, this pot of pinecone porridge is all my own.】

...

Qin Yin ignored the fat bird rolling in the porridge pot. He looked down at his hands, his palms pinched white.

【Can promote the flow of time…】

【Can change the fate of heaven and earth…】

[You can step on the plane alone and travel through the past and present...]

This world actually gave him a glimmer of hope!

Daqing Mountain, a new tomb.

It is my lifelong regret that my son wants to support him but his parents are not here...

If everything can be done again, I will accompany you and take you through this...

Mountains and rivers are picturesque!

When the qi and blood were about to boil, they were suppressed by Qin Yin.

Under the scorching sun, the boy turned around calmly and looked at the stove over there.

"I want to be the supreme."

"What?" Bi Fang was stunned and stopped flapping. After confirming that he had heard it was right, he rolled in the big iron pot with his stomach in his arms, "I'm so laughing to death, hahahaha."

However, Qin Yin ignored Bi Fang's ridicule. He picked up the book of the body-fisting boxing and turned around.

"As long as the fire of hope is not extinguished, why can't I become the supreme!?"

The voice of the boy is like the rising sun, word by word.

Bi Fang's ridicule came to an abrupt end. It felt like his calculations were particularly failed and did not hit the boy at all, so it spoke unwillingly:

"Not mentioning that you can't practice, let me talk about what if you die halfway through?"

"Then you will die above the thirty-third heaven!" Qin Yin looked up, his eyes calm, which made Bi Fang feel a sense of throbbing in his heart.

"You're not afraid of death!"

Bi Fang's question was not answered, and his eyes were filled with pity.

But it's just a slap, and it's a pity that there are too many fools in the world who say dreams.

However, Qin Yin looked back at Bi Fang, and a chilling curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned around, punched with one move and one move.

There was indescribable calm in his eyes.

Afraid?

This word is not found in his Qin Yin's dictionary.

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Chapter completed!