After rebirth, the little master uncle engages in introversion in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 15 Entry

"Some people have special constitutions, and it's normal if they don't change." Ma Ming suddenly felt that his uncle's seal must be related to his body, and quickly changed his words and glared at his junior brother: "Give a thousand shark tears back to my uncle.

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"..." Jingran thought for a moment, thinking that he was arrogant, and he was afraid it would be bad this time.

Sure enough, "Nephew, I seem to have forgotten something" and patted his head.

"If you forget, you will forget. However, the Nascent Soul stage has memory recall, and everything can be seen. My nephew also forgot some things back then. He is still there in the Nascent Soul stage, right?" Senior Brother Jingran explained hurriedly.

"This is true. It's not just us, it's the same for everyone." Ma Ming nodded.

"Nascent Soul stage, that's okay." I have to practice hard. "Senior nephew, am I exercising too fast? Is there something wrong with me?"

"...You have been practicing Qi for ten years. It can be imagined that the power of internal shaping is as strong as the outside. It is more than twice as powerful as others, at least ten times more. Every time you advance to a level, your strength will increase.

It is indeed too fast, but without physical exercise, it can only maintain a hundred times. Only physical exercise can completely stimulate the effect and bridge the gap. When the time comes, add five hundred shark tears into the medicinal bath and it will definitely be guaranteed.

Worry-free.

"Then what if I make up for it?" It's better not to make up for it.

"...After you make up for it, it will be faster than others. You haven't made up for it from the root. But in the future, to be on the safe side, you should really go slower." Jingli nodded.

"Hey, if you didn't tell me earlier and make up for it, then I would be the first person to exercise." Gu Jinxiu's face fell.

"....You must practice law." Jingran's face darkened, "What if your body is out of shape in the future?"

"It's okay, I don't care" won't work anyway.

"You don't care, I do... Think about it, Caifeng is no longer a woman, and you won't be considered a woman in the future, then our Demon-Following Sect will become a Demon-Following Temple... What if we are defeated in the future?

What to do if they are annexed? They have tens of thousands of disciples, and we only have a hundred people." Jing Ran felt a little aggrieved.

"They dare? Don't worry, nephew, I will definitely practice after I exercise." You can't lose the master's treasure.

"I feel relieved because of your words. Please rest first, and I will go prepare for a medicinal bath tomorrow at Mao hour." Hurry up and leave. The more you say, the more wrong you become.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Gu Jinxiu nodded.

"..." The two disappeared instantly.

After a night's rest, I walked out of the retreat room when the time came and said, "Both of you are here."

"Uncle Master... Disciples have been studying all night. You must not practice any more after entering this time. If you are bored and your soul is strong, try this "Forging the Art of God". This is passed down from ancient times by the sect.

"None of the disciples have mastered it yet. It will take you twenty years to come out. There is no point in just sitting there." Jing Ran handed over a jade slip.

"Twenty years?" What happened? Gu Jinxiu was instantly confused.

"Don't worry, my disciple added eight hundred shark tears into the medicinal bath. It will take twenty years to absorb these."

"Who asked you to add it?" I need a beating.

"Disciples are afraid that you will have inner demons when you advance to the next level." The inheritors of the ancient seal have inner demons, and they are all born with demon-repelling bodies.

"...Is that enough for you?" Hey, that's also a good intention.

"One or two stars are enough for each disciple to advance." This is the truth.

"....I can't see clearly on this jade slip." It's still covered.

"You refine it first and then look at it. If you can't cultivate it, you can't refine it. If you can cultivate it, it will exist in the sea of ​​consciousness. This jade slip will self-destruct and we won't be able to refine it," Jingran explained.

"Okay, let me try." He took the jade slip and returned to the retreat room, and walked out an hour later, "Let's go, it's in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Okay." The two of them were overjoyed and hurriedly sent Uncle Master into the medicine cauldron. They breathed a sigh of relief, exited, opened the restriction outside, and returned to Hall No. 1.

"I found out that you really deserve to be the leader. You are full of nonsense. If I had never practiced and believed it, my uncle would have stunned you for a moment." Ma Ming fell on the stone table with his arms crossed.

"...It's for her own good to lie. Although we have all refined the divine training technique, it is just refining. Who has practiced it? Moreover, there is indeed a book of inherited skills among these hundred books. In case the master uncle really

Did you get it?" Jing Ran looked confused.

"I haven't looked at the physical training at all. When I asked them, they all laughed and laughed and didn't know the content of the exercises. It's useless to have inheritance. But fortunately, it's best to have a copy, and my uncle doesn't know about it. If I practice hard, I might be able to master it.

At the first level," Ma Ming sighed, "I gave up anyway."

"...I gave up a long time ago. Life is worse than death. Who passed down this useless technique?" This is so bad.

"Hehe, uncle is so pitiful," Ma Ming said with a smile.

"The past twenty years have been really difficult." Jing Ran tapped his finger on the table. "There's no one to cook for us anymore. Senior brother, let's go into the sword room together. One of these pearls from uncle is enough for me to stay in for a lifetime."

"Hey, let's go." The two of them rushed out of the hall happily.

Everything was destroyed once it was put into the medicine cauldron. Eight hundred sharks' tears formed in three days and completely sealed the medicine pool. My body was in pain and my heart was so painful that I couldn't move. I was howling for fear of being heard. I had no choice but to dig out the forging from the sea of ​​consciousness.

I watched it with magic, and after three days, my soul was shaken and I actually entered the country.

"Little Junior Sister, Master asked you to go to the Mortal Village to steal seven girls. It's been three days since you started this task. Why haven't you gone yet?"

"Second Senior Brother, we are evil cultivators, not demonic cultivators. If you steal other people's children, you will be struck by lightning. I won't go."

"Little Junior Sister, it's not that Second Senior Brother hasn't told you before, we are evil..."

"We are evil cultivators, not demonic cultivators. I won't go anyway."

"You are so stubborn, I doubt you will live to be eight years old, and you will be crushed to death by the senior uncle in a minute. Second Junior Brother, don't talk nonsense to her, let's go."

"Senior Brother, I thank you, Senior Senior Brother. I am fifteen this year and have been raising swords for my uncle and master for eight years. If you two are not afraid of being thundered, go ahead and do my shit."

"Jinxiu, what are you and your senior and second senior brothers doing?" The evil old monster has a headache now. He actually accepted such a stubborn disciple. Why did he have such a weak hand in the first place? He stole such a disciple to look at himself.

Wouldn't it be a little more troublesome to live too freely? It would be great to harm that dead old man who talks nonsense all day long.

"Master, this disciple is not fooling around. We are evil cultivators, not demonic cultivators. If you steal other people's children, you will be punished by thunderbolts."

"Master, the younger junior sister doesn't want to go. Disciple, please go with the second junior brother." Ye Changsheng turned around and glared at Lu Xiaoqing.

"It's been eight years and your junior sister hasn't completed a single task. Do you think your senior uncle would have left her in the mountain for more than three days?" The key point is fifteen. She is even uglier than herself. She practiced Qi 2 when her cultivation was stolen.

Level, now she is still on the second level of qi training. It was an accident that the senior brother didn't strangle her to death.

"Master, I think it's very hard for my junior sister to raise swords every day." Jiang Fan felt that his junior sister was just a pig, but no matter how bad the pig was, he had been raising it for eight years. The most important thing was to feed him well.

(End of chapter)