Modern Immortality: My Gain Takes Effect A Hundred Times

Zhao Wumian quickly followed Kong Lingkui out of the bamboo forest, and the evening wind rustled the bamboo leaves.

It happened that a bamboo leaf was blown down by the evening wind and floated in front of Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the bamboo leaf fell steadily between Zhao Wumian's two fingers.

"My reaction has improved so much now, and after catching the bamboo leaf in an instant, it didn't even sway back at all."

Zhao Wumian not only moves quickly, but also steadily, and there is a sense of Hunyuan in his walking and positioning.

Seeing that his nephew was becoming more and more inhuman, Kong Lingkui thought of the exhausting state of unity between man and nature that Zhao Wumian mentioned earlier.

"Could it be that by chance, I understood the meaning of Hunyuan in advance?"

Only in this way can we explain Zhao Wumian's rapid progress and his current temperament that can be called a master of Huajin.

But Kong Lingkui just thought about it in his heart, everyone has his own destiny.

Now that Kong Lingkui is lying down, he is waiting for his nephew to break through the energy as soon as possible and see if he can give him some advice so that he can break through the bottleneck that he has been stuck in for a long time.

Soon the two of them reached the corridor where they should part ways.

"Mien'er, you may have trouble sleeping when you go back. It will take three or two days to return to normal. That's because your body is particularly excited under the stimulation of the medicine. You can do something interesting by yourself, or practice martial arts."

Kong Lingkui thought about the painful experience of being whipped on the back with a wicker by his teacher because he was so energetic that he smashed three wooden mannequins in one night.

"Haha, okay uncle, I may not necessarily be like this, because I feel that my body has perfectly absorbed the full power of the medicine."

Zhao Wumian felt that he didn't have the excitement Kong Lingkui said at all. He was a little excited, but that was the novelty brought about by his own breakthrough.

It is not the physical excitement caused by the power of the medicine as Kong Lingkui said.

"Okay, uncle almost forgot about Mian'er, you are so absorbent."

Upon seeing this, Kong Lingkui also decided not to give advice to Zhao Wumian easily in the future, so as not to look embarrassed.

"Uncle, please go to bed early, and I will go to rest first. Bai Rengui must have missed me crazy."

Zhao Wumian said as he waved goodbye to Kong Lingkui.

Then he walked briskly on the smooth stone road, covered with moonlight and evening breeze, and returned to the room happily.

"This kid, I wonder if he can break through to Ming Jin in three years?"

Kong Lingkui has boldly begun to guess Zhao Wumian's cultivation progress, but Kong Lingkui will know in the future that he still underestimated the speed and craziness of Zhao Wumian's cultivation.

"Why haven't the Twolegs come back? I'm so worried."

Bai Rengui didn't walk in Zhao Wumian's room, nor did he stay quietly. He walked back and forth in the room.

"What if Scrat looks for him and can't find him? What if he encounters a bad Twoleg and is anxious."

While Bai Rengui was entangled, Zhao Wumian opened the door.

As soon as Zhao Wumian walked in, he saw Bai Rengui in front of him with his two little paws folded together, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Did you miss me?"

Zhao Wumian spoke softly while squatting down to touch Bai Rengui's small brain.

"Zhushu missed you so much, you're finally back."

Bai Rengui, who just heard the familiar voice, couldn't wait to throw himself into Zhao Wumian's arms.

Zhao Wumian also showed a hint of gentleness when he looked at Bai Rengui clinging to his arms.

"Don't worry, little one, I won't leave you, and I will take you to see more scenery and eat more food."

After Bai Rengui took the Qi and Blood Pill, his body size increased slightly, especially his hair became smoother and glossier.

After playing around with Bai Rengui for a while, Zhao Wumian heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Butler Zhao Fu came with a food box to deliver supper to Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Fu came to the door of the house Kong Lingkui mentioned and recognized it as the house where his wife had lived. Zhao Hesheng had asked Zhao Fu to help decorate the birthday party.

Zhao Fu knocked on the door lightly, and he could vaguely hear the breathing inside.

"Master, your supper is here."

"Uncle Fu, you are still so polite. Just call me Mian'er. Come in and sit down and let's chat."

When Zhao Wumian saw this kind-faced old man, many warm memories were brought back to him.

It can be said that Zhao Wumian was brought up by Zhao Fu himself, because only Zhao Fu would accompany Zhao Wumian to misbehave and play with Zhao Wumian.

"The etiquette cannot be revoked, so I would rather be respectful than obey your orders."

Zhao Fu has served the Zhao family conscientiously all his life. He has been practicing martial arts with Zhao Hesheng since he was a child.

"I'll get angry if you do this again. Just call me Mian'er."

Zhao Wumian said angrily while welcoming Uncle Fu into the door.

"Okay, okay, Mian'er, you are much more sensible now."

Zhao Fu looked at the shy Zhao Wumian in front of him and was very happy in his heart.

Zhao Fu's cultivation level is probably at the late stage of Anjin, but because his potential has been exhausted, he has not improved for a long time.

Zhao Fu keenly smelled the smell of Qi and Blood Pills on the little squirrel on Zhao Wumian's head. He followed Zhao Wumian's guidance and sat down while speaking.

"Master Mian'er, Uncle Fu remembers that your sixth grandfather raised many rare and exotic animals. Master, you can go and see them when you have time. You will definitely gain something."

"Okay Uncle Fu, I understand."

Zhao Wumian was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard the title Master Mian'er, but thinking that the older generation were more stubborn, he no longer struggled.

Zhao Wumian was immersed in what Uncle Fu said. He did not learn martial arts at the beginning, and his impressions of his family members were only superficial.

"I didn't expect that my sixth grandfather was also a lover of rare and exotic animals. Uncle Fu is indeed a talented person who manages Hesheng Manor in an orderly manner. I didn't expect that Uncle Fu would think of how to promote Bai Rengui. "

While Zhao Wumian was brewing the tea he had received from Kong Xu last time, he was shocked by the old man's sensitivity.

"Uncle Fu, please try it. This is Lushan Yunwu given to me by a friend of mine. It tastes great."

"Master Mian'er, I'll just do it myself. Eat it while it's hot, otherwise it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Zhao Fu quickly took the tea, then opened the food box and spread it on the table in twos and twos.

"Okay, Uncle Fu, do you want to eat some too?"

Zhao Wumian smelled the fragrance and subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple.

"No, I've already eaten. Eat quickly, Master."

Zhao Fu drank the tea and motioned to Zhao Wumian to start eating quickly without taking care of himself.