Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

After rebirth, I became the master of fighting for my father. Chapter 871 of the main text volume. Seeing Qixun’s face, the little fat man and Wan Qiqi were very curious. What could happen to this powerful man? Showing such a devastated expression?

Qixun put away his shocked face and put on a beaming one: "The transmission note sent by my family Shiqi said that these little guys have mixed into the group of monsters. Because their realms are not low, Little Eleven Zhuyan is still Seventh level, and several other little guys are also sixth level, and they are quite popular with the eighth level demon king among their group of monsters."

Little Eleven's classmate Huo Qilin Zhu Yan has a public image of a flaming lion.

Among the monsters, Flame Lion has noble blood and strong strength. She is already at the seventh level of human martial arts cultivation, so it is normal for her to be valued by the great demon king.

After all, the younger ones are of the bloodline of mythical beasts and cannot recognize their masters, so they have no contract power. Although the Demon King could not see the bloodline of the sacred beasts that they had restrained, he could still tell whether they had been contracted by others.

The gravity is so strong, it is completely normal to have never seen it before. Some big monsters without clans are not well-known among the monster beasts, and they only emerge once in a hundred years. This happens often.

Therefore, there is no situation where the little ones are suspected by the monsters to be undercover agents.

The little fat man was extremely curious: "Let's not talk about Shiqi and the other undercovers. Fatty, what I'm curious about is, how did Shiqi, a little sparrow, send you the transmission notes? With his chirping sound, you actually can understand?"

Qixun rolled his eyes at him: "Although I don't understand animal language, my spirit beasts are not ordinary spirit beasts. They are all cultured spirit beasts. Don't you see that they usually have to learn cultural knowledge? ? It’s not like you don’t understand human writing. Naturally, you wrote down what you wanted to say, and let me see the picture sent through the telegraph."

Little Fatty and Wan Qiqi were at a loss: "When will the transmission notes be able to transmit images? Can't they only record sounds?"

Speaking of this, Qixun felt proud.

She and her dear Monkey Brother are definitely little inventive experts in the world of cultivation!

She had long considered the trouble of communicating with the younger ones and began to think about the magic talisman to transmit the picture. After all, they are not monkey brothers and cannot understand animal language. However, monsters cannot enter the seventh level, cannot transform into human form, and cannot speak human language. Of course, this bug is an exception.

Although divine beasts are born with wisdom, cultivating a human body is more difficult than ordinary monster beasts. Without entering the Mahayana, one cannot manifest the human body. Therefore, even if the Fire Qilin is already a seventh-level divine beast, it still cannot speak human words.

Thinking about the fact that the little guys were often separated from them in the refining realm, Qixun naturally had the idea of ​​​​improving the transmission of the talisman when he broke into the Talisman Tower in the trial tower.

In fact, what she originally wanted to get was a video connection. Of course, this was impossible because the hardware environment did not allow it, but at least it could record video.

However, in the end, they only came up with a transmission talisman that can transmit static images. No, this can no longer be regarded as a transmission talisman. It should be called a fax talisman.

Although it is considered a failed experimental product, this is only relative to her goal. In terms of practicality, it is actually considered a success.

After all, this is also a brand new category of talismans.

After listening to Qixun's explanation, the little fat man gave a thumbs up: "As expected of Brother Qi, you can do amazing things with the talismans. Of course, your spirit beast is also very powerful and can even write!"

Qi Xun expressed disdain for this: "What's the point of writing? My Babai can also compose poetry, recite poetry and paint, he is good at everything. Even advanced mathematics. No, I mean, calculations and deductions, his level is comparable to the average. The formation master is much stronger.

She is now estimated to be at the level of a sixth-grade formation master at worst. This is still the result of her laziness. If she had been more diligent, haha, ninety-nine percent of the formation masters would be compared to her. In terms of intelligence, he is just a little bit behind me. "

The little fat man and Wan Qiqi were shocked.

Babai? What about that little civet cat that either sleeps or eats all day long? She is actually an formation master who is at least the sixth level?

What happened to this world?

Are even the spiritual beasts so curled up?

It's just a matter of paying off the formation master, but the Confucian cultivators are also very lazy.

He can actually recite poems and write lyrics?

After all, Little Fatty and Qixun had been around for a long time. Although they were shocked, they felt that all the brothers and sisters in this family were abnormal. They raised spiritual beasts that could compose poems and form formations. What was wrong? It's not like he hasn't seen the little ones studying every day.

But Wan Qiqi doesn't know. It's not like he has never met the younger ones, and they have even fought side by side, but a spiritual beast can compose poems and set up formations.

"No, is this how your family cultivates spiritual beasts? It's just about formations. In fact, some monsters will learn the skills of human cultivators after their death, but they can recite poems and paint."

Let me ask, why would a spiritual beast learn this thing? Except for some spiritual beasts with special natal magical powers, wouldn't it be enough for normal people to cultivate spiritual beasts as long as they can fight and fight?

Qi Xun thought to himself, this is not what our family cultivated. After all, the same teaching allowed little white tiger Liu Chun to compose poems. Her ability to compete with you is purely due to Babai's talent.

After all, you don't know that the little civet in your eyes is actually the sacred beast of the Master of Beasts.

Can people not be smart?

They are also sacred beasts, so why is it that only Babai's family is revered as a holy beast by all beasts?

That's because they are awesome.

Qixun spread his hands and said: "The children in our family, including my cousins, have to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, chess, music, calligraphy and painting since childhood.

Haven't you noticed that Liu Chun Ba Bai and the others are ranked together with us? At home, my parents raised them as their own children. Of course, they had to learn what we had to learn.

Moreover, you have forgotten that my father and my mother are professors from the two colleges and universities in Daxia, the highest university in our country. My mother is also a scholar. You can think of her as a Confucian scholar. Isn’t it normal to teach these things? "

Little Fatty, Wan Qiqi: I don’t know how serious it is!

The way he looked at Qixun was different.

When you found out she was a real strong person before, you weren't shocked like this, were you? My father and mother are gods who can train spiritual beasts into masters of chess, music, calligraphy and painting.

The little fat man said tangledly: "Babai is so good, but Brother Qi, I haven't seen that you are proficient in chess, music, calligraphy and painting. Of course, I know Brother Fusu and Sister Xiaowu. They are really good in this aspect."

After all, he also listened in when he studied with five Confucianism uncles in the past two years, although he basically couldn't understand them.

Qixun rolled his eyes: "Who are you looking down on? Of course I am not good at chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, but I dare not say that I am the best in the world in arithmetic, but there are not many people who are better than me. chess, piano, calligraphy and painting I'm not completely ignorant, at least I can play the flute very well. I'm also good at painting. It's just that my painting skills are different from those of the painters from all walks of life nowadays."

What she is proficient in is sketching, and her level is really not bad.

Qixun was very unconvinced when the little fat man suspected that he was uneducated.

In this life, when it comes to bragging, she is as good as anyone else!

At this moment, she deeply regretted that she had missed Suona in her previous life. Otherwise, she would have done something to send this little fat man away who looked down on her!