I Have A Cell Phone In My Dantian

The next day, the sky was bright.

The sun was shining in Su Dong's eyes in the garden, the sun was scorching, and Su Dong stopped working and got up.

"The second level of Soul Sword Record is completed, and the next is the third level of Soul Sword. The level of Soul Sword is 10%. That should be the top Saber Technique before the Martial Sage level."

Su Dong calculated.

The ancient martial arts cheats library, the top martial arts and martial arts, are below the Martial Sage level, and the highest is only more than Martial Saint.

Obviously this mundane top... mundane is under Martial Sage. The implication is that the Martial Sage level should be transcendence and belong to a new level.

"I don't have a clue at the level of Soul Sword...Perhaps, my accumulated insights are not enough. Before, I thought about cultivating a few Saber Techniques, but today this level of Sword Heart is actually a guiding technique to perceive the profound meaning of heaven and earth... Obviously, the profound meaning of heaven and earth. It's the avenue."

"My space of the wind can only be regarded as an introduction to the profound meaning of the wind... far from the real avenue... Feng, um, first study and understand the profound meaning of this wind, understand a little more, and get a little bit of it, maybe there will be progress."

Su Dong thought. Go out of the garden and walk to the hall.

Su Dong could smell the scent of food all the way away.

"Foster father, today's food is delicious." Su Dong smiled and stepped into the hall.

"Come on, just ready to call you, try our new chef's craftsmanship. This grouse was sent from Liu Junshou's mansion the day before yesterday, and it was stewed in the middle of the night." Eight Immortals table in the hall Beside, adoptive father Yang Anzheng opened a large hub on the table, and the rich fragrance was emitted from it.

A young boy who was drooling was sitting next to him. The boy saw Su Dong quickly got up and saluted.

"Master. Morning." Zheng Dashu looked respectful.

"Well, Dashu, you too early, eat more, you are growing up right now." Su Dong rubbed Zheng Dashu's head. Turn to look at the foster father Yang An.

"I remember the previous cook well, how did you change it?" Su Dong asked casually.

"Changlin's family told me about a marriage. The girl is pretty good. I have some money. Let the kid go home and get married." Yang An said while fiddled with Su Dong and served a meal. , Suddenly also intends to count on Su Dong.

Chang Lin is the cook of their family, and he entered the mansion in Yangjiazhuang, too. Now in his Venerable mansion, the old people also earn a few dozen dollars a month, and of course they can be regarded as ordinary people who have established a family.

"I remember... Changlin has 27 this year, um, it's time to get married. Foster father, remember to give me followers when that time comes." Su Dong said.

"Speaking of getting married and moving, the Zhang family asked the king of the state to come to the house for two days and said... The little girl of the Zhang family...oh, I am also the little girl of the king's concubine, I want to marry you. Concubine, if you agree, you can become a brother-in-law with Zhou Wang. This is what Zhou Wang means.” Yang An suddenly said with interest, “I think that Zhang’s daughter is also good. This year she is seventeen. It's called an elegant, well-known in our Ning'an County, besides, it means to be a concubine... and you will receive it."

Not to mention Su Dong, just to mention himself, Yang An seems to have taken another concubine recently, she is still a little girl in her twenties.

Concubine, just a bit higher than the maid. How can men not lack women.

Yang An is thinking about Su Dong.

"I'm better off. It's your foster father. Come on, you can drink more of this grouse soup to make up for your body, so many concubines, be careful not to get tired." Su Dong chuckled lightly.

"I have a very strong body, thinking that when I walked to Rivers and Lakes back then..."

Only Yang An’s hearty voice came from the hall. Su Dong and Zheng Dashu ate and listened to the former's talk about the funny stories and romantic debts he owed when he ran into Rivers and Lakes in the past.

"Ah, Dashu, don't listen to your grandfather's nonsense, you must be single-minded." Su Dong interjected in the middle.

"Children of Rivers and Lakes, please feel gratitude and enmity, then it will be happy, Big Tree, don't you learn from you Master, good man, which one is not chased by countless beauties..." Yang An said.

"Master, you said the opposite." Zheng Dashu blinked.

"No, when you can be like your Master, it will not be chased by countless beauties. At that time, you should not learn from your Master. None of them will give others a chance and hurt the hearts of those beautiful women." Yang An also teased Su Dong.

Su Dong can only pat his head.

He knows that his understanding of emotions is not a generation gap, but a world gap with the people in this world!

Can't say a piece at all.

...

The family was together and had a lively breakfast. Su Dong took Zheng Dashu to practice Saber Technique in the courtyard. Recently Zheng Dashu has not asked him about Qi refining. It seems that the cultivation is fairly appropriate. Regarding the three martial arts Learning, Su Dong didn't ask in detail either.

Recently, he has also made breakthroughs in Saber Technique and gained new insights. It is natural to build a strong house and give guidance to Zheng Dashu on Saber Technique.

noon.

A figure dressed in brocade clothes with a high crown on his head walked to the front of the Venerable Mansion.

The figure looked up at the plaque in front of the mansion.

There was a flash of light in those rather bright eyes.

"Venerable House, it's really magnificent."

With a sigh, the voice was clear and sweet, but it was the voice of a woman, and when the words fell, she took a step forward.

"The comer stopped." The front guard of the Venerable House reached out to block it.

"I beg your brother to make a briefing, saying that the deceased Lian Yatao begged to see Su Venerable, and he has something to please. This is a post." This figure is surprisingly the northwest supervising army and also a cultivator Lian Yatao.

...

Su Dong was still instructing Zheng Dashu's Saber Technique, and the guard came in, hurriedly ran to Su Dong, and respectfully handed the post of worship.

Su Dong opened the greeting post, and an aura of fierceness in the delicate and beautiful font instantly rushed to his face.

"Lian Yatao? Why did she come?" Su Dong couldn't help thinking of the female cultivator who liked to pretend to be a man dressed as a man.

"Please," he smiled.

...

In the front hall of the Su Mansion, Su Dong and Lian Yatao were seated separately. In the past few months, after all, there has been a feeling of killing monsters together, and the two have had a lot of discussions, and the feelings are still quite close.

The two of them talked.

Yang An was watching the people outside.

"By the way, before moving, I remembered that Meng girl is one, and this girl is also one, she is still a cultivator."

"Only a cultivator can be matched with Donger." Yang An secretly said.

The people around watched, even if it was just a glimpse, but everyone thought that the men dressed in men were surprised by Deva.

How could the temperament of the immortal be bad?

In the hall.

"In the past, I thought that Su Venerable was not a mortal, but I didn't expect it to be more than a month old. Brother Su became Shifangge Venerable, which is really jaw-dropping." Lian Yatao sighed softly, she was really shocked.

But Su Dong saved her life, she was grateful, only happy for Su Dong.

"Lian the girl came this time and asked me to ask for something. I don't know what's the matter?" Su Dong smiled straightaway.

"Don't hide it from Venerable, I was ordered by the King of Muzhou to invite Su Venerable to go to the King's Three Hundred Birthday Banquet." Lian Yatao smiled. This smile suddenly burst into flames, and the whole hall was bright.

Su Dong couldn't help but his eyes lit up, but he could still hear the latter's words clearly.

"Wang Muzhou's 300-year-old birthday?" He moved in his heart.

Three hundred years old, this king of Muzhou is still a good immortal cultivator.

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