Chapter 22:

Yuan Xianger practised drawing talisman on the stone table under the phoenix tree, while Wu Yuan rolled around to play.
"Who put the mutton out of the house yesterday, did you notice it?" Yuan Xianger remembered what happened yesterday.
"I don't know, I was probably sleeping at that time. Who gave it? The lamb is delicious, let him give it more." Wu Yuan was playing with her tail intently.
"I...I saw it." There was a stuttering sound from the tall wooden house. "It's a terrifying existence. I was so scared... giggle... I didn't dare to move."
"Oh? How did you see him? Was it a wolf? Silver hair?"
"I only saw a pair of feet, human-shaped feet...cuckoo."
Jin Yu suddenly appeared near the stone table with his sleeves in his hands. He murmured a few times with his neck held up. His figure gradually faded and disappeared. The cyan sleeves appeared in the door of the cabin again.
This is his natural ability, capable of stealth and short-distance teleportation. He felt the breath of Nanhe outside the house, and quickly became invisible and avoided back into the house.
"Jin Yu, next time if you notice him coming again, if I am at home, can you quietly remind me?" Yuan Xianger stopped writing and looked at the direction of the wooden house.
There was a gurgling sound from the wooden house, which was agreed.
Wu Yuan accidentally stepped on the cinnabar plate and left several red plum blossom prints on the half of Yuan Xianger's talisman paper.
Yuan Xiang'er squeezed his neck and lifted him up, looked at the waste talisman printed with cat's claws, and sacrificed it in the air. The ineffective talisman paper ignited in the wind and turned into a small fireball in the air.
"What's the situation?" Yuan Xianger was surprised.
"Probably because of the natural ability of our Lynx clan," Wu Yuan sat on the table and looked at her little red pad with disgust. "The monster clan has some inherent abilities, one of my abilities. It's flames."
Yuan Xiang'er raised the front paw of the black circle and tried it on the talisman paper several times, and found that the cinnabar cat's paw printed on the blank talisman paper is extremely useful, but if she draws the talisman head and prints it on the semi-finished talisman of the emperor Tianzhu After the cat's claw, it will have a similar effect to that of the Spirit Fire Talisman.
"It's quite fun. It saves a bit of effort." Yuan Xianger played with a pile of cat claw charms and wiped her round claws with a wet cloth. "Can you use fire spells yourself?"
"Yes!" Wu Yuanduan sat at the table, raised his head and chest, suffering to open his mouth, meowing, and ejected a fireball not much bigger than an apple.
He cocked his tail triumphantly, "Fortunately, it succeeded, how about it, pretty good, right?"
Yuan Xianger applauded.
In fact, Wu Yuan knew that such a small fireball scared and scared mortals at best, and was basically useless to demons.
"My spiritual power is not enough. If I am older, when my father's age is reached, the flames can burn the entire yard." Wu Yuan is very proud of his father, and will mention his father every time. "The last time I met you, that man's natural ability was water, which just restrained my clan, so my father didn't care about him."
"Which man?" Yuan Xianger realized that Wu Yuan was talking about his master Yu Yao, "My master is a spell, not a natural ability."
Master likes water spells. He used the Pisces formation to protect himself and tied the cat demon with four water columns, all of which are water spells. However, the master is a human being, and only demons have the innate talent and ability, and human skills are cultivated the day after tomorrow.
"No, he is a monster. He knows both human skills and his own natural ability, so he is so powerful." Wu Yuan combed her wet front paws with her tongue. "My strongest ability is pupil technique. He is born to be able to see the origin of everything in the world. I can't read it wrong, he is a big fish, very big, very big fish."
Yuan Xianger was stunned, she didn't believe what the little kid said. For so many years, her heart is full of respect and admiration for Yu Yao, so although Master does have a lot of uniqueness, she never thought that Master and herself are not the same species.
Master is so close to human beings, wearing the most ordinary clothes, walking slowly with his feet, sweating and carrying himself on his shoulders.
He can chop wood and carry water, wash and cook. He squatted down with a smile from time to time, and touched his head with those wide palms. When Yuan Xiang'er was young, all the trivial matters in this family were done by her master. Often she was lying on this table to practice calligraphy, and the master would pull the rope by her side to dry the clothes. She was reciting the mantra, and the master stretched her head in an apron to ask her what she would like to eat at night.
He lived more like a human than a real mortal.
But if you think about it carefully, if you put aside these filters, Master does have many unusual things. The bits and pieces of the past drifted by like a horse lantern. The many demons in this yard at the beginning, their attitudes, words and deeds towards Yu Yao, so harmonious and natural, as if Yu Yao is their kind, and Yuan Xiang'er is just a mixture. The human child in the demons. Those demons who had been in contact with Master mentioned Master’s tone, and seemed to never talk about Master as a human being.
Yuan Xianger was shocked, faintly feeling that Wuyuan's words might be closer to the truth. It's just that she had blindfolded her eyes before and never seriously thought in this direction.
She began to miss the master who, like her father, loved herself so much and introduced herself into the world of practice, but suddenly disappeared without a trace. Regardless of whether Yu Yao is a human or a demon, she wants to see him again. She has a lot of questions that she wants Master to answer for herself, and she also wants Master to take a look at the homework she has not left behind over the years.
She wanted to know where Master went, what happened to her, and whether she needed her own help.
Maybe we should have more contact with the monsters and humans that Master once knew, so that we can learn more about Master's past and whereabouts.
After all, he has grown up now, has a little ability, and has one or two cute little apostles.
"By the way, Wu Yuan, do you know what the innate ability of the Sirius tribe is?"
"Sirius? There is no Sirius in this world." Wu Yuan glared at her round eyes. "Father told me that this part of the Sirius Mountains was once the territory of the Sirius tribe. I heard that more than a hundred years ago. , When I don’t remember much, the Sirius tribe soared on the day of the two moons. Therefore, I don’t know what the Sirius tribe’s talents are."
There is no Sirius in this world, is there only Xiao Nan left? So, what is the natural ability of Nanhe? Yuan Xianger thought curiously.
In the depths of Tianlang Mountain, withered pine hanging upside down, huge boulders, and the snow-covered mountain tops were silvery white.
On the steep rock wall, under the knotted pine branches, a small figure stood motionless on a slightly protruding rock. He has silvery white hair that almost blends with the surrounding snow, making it difficult for the enemy's naked eyes to distinguish.
He didn't know how long he had been lurking there, and even a thick layer of ice and snow accumulated on his body and on top of his head, but he didn't move, condensed his aura and slowed his breathing, just like a rock that had grown on this cliff, only that A pair of amber eyes, turning occasionally, stared at a cave open in the cliff.
That is the nest of a Haoran bird. This monster beast has a beautiful golden-red feather. It has three single-footed and three heads. The three heads can emit a lot of hot flames at the same time. The flames are extremely hot and can almost melt here. Mountain stones are a dangerous and powerful enemy.
The more powerful they are, the more exciting the Nanhe bloodline. Their Sirius family is born with warlike blood.
He was eager to try, and wanted to kill this powerful beast and hunt its spirit pill, he could step into the skeletal phase in one fell swoop, and start sprinting towards becoming a truly powerful adult Sirius.
For this reason, he transformed his body into the most inconspicuous form of a young wolf, and quietly climbed up this cliff under the cover of wind and snow. I lurked here with extreme patience for two full days, and finally waited until the Haoran Bird returned to the nest. He is already very hungry, hungry, cold, and hungry, but he can't move yet, so he has to be patient, just to wait for an opportunity, the best time to attack.
The Haoran bird stretched out three heads from the cave and looked around. It had just caught a bison essence, swallowed its spirit pill, and had a good meal. At the moment, it felt a little sleepy, and wanted to sleep beautifully in the lair, digesting the aura of collision in the body.
There is no monster beast more ferocious in the surrounding area, it belongs to its territory. Looking around, there is only a smooth and steep cliff. This nest is the place that makes it the most reassuring. In the howling cold wind, his three majestic heads finally closed their eyes one by one.
Just when his last golden head closed his eyes.
A small white figure jumped up from the edge of the cave, and the young body turned into a huge silver Sirius. The silver light circulated and the meteors passed, the galloping giant wolf pounced on the unsuspecting golden-red harpy in the cave. The sharp front paws pressed its shoulders, and its teeth snapped one of its necks.
Haoran bird woke up and struggled, the remaining head made a sharp cry, and the other head turned around its neck and spewed out hot flames.
The raging flames rushed out of the cave, reflecting the entire snow-capped mountain wall red.
The stars in the sky were shining, and the stars on the sky curtain seemed to be moved. Suddenly, the starlight fell from the sky, the magical rain of stars fell into the cave, and the majestic mountain top was intertwined with a vast sky-like star map.
Those scorching flames that can burn everything, as if swallowed by the stars, suddenly disappeared.
The screams of birds and the low howls of wolves resounded from the mountain walls.
Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, a woman’s leisurely voice sounded from the abyss,
"It's the natural ability of the Sirius tribe, the power of the stars. The little wolf is about to reach adulthood, and can already use their unique natural ability. He must be found as soon as possible."
Another hoarse voice responded to her, "What are you afraid of, that is still a weak, weak little wolf. Watch me grab him and tear his body, just in time for us to taste the pure Sirius flesh and blood."
In the darkness, there was a baby-like cry, and a weird child's voice rang, "Hey, don’t be careless. That was the former Demon King of this land. After only one or two hundred years, you forgot to be ruled by Sirius Is he in fear? I don't want to crawl under someone's feet anymore. I must snap his neck immediately, now."