Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

With his mind in chaos, he could only drink to drown his sorrows. Originally, he just wanted to go through this story and learn the art of sword control. Now that he thought about it, according to the urine properties of the ancestral dungeon, if he didn't follow the plot, everything that followed would be ruined.

All came to nothing.

"Brother Ji Ping, don't you like Ling'er?" After a long time, when night fell and the bright moon was in the sky, Zhao Ling'er couldn't bear it anymore, tears fell down, and the little person just sat by the bed.

, like a clear water with splashes of water.

"How could it be!" This was the first time Ji Ping faced this situation. He quickly separated his thoughts from the clutter, stepped forward and hugged Zhao Ling'er, comforting him, "Ling'er is kind-hearted, beautiful, and loved by everyone.

How could I not like you?"

Zhao Ling'er seemed a little happier after hearing Ji Ping's words, staring straight at him with two big eyes like spring water.

"Then, why don't you want to have sex with Ling'er?" After saying this, Ling'er lowered her head again, but she mustered up a lot of courage to ask.

"I..." Ji Ping sighed and said, "I'm afraid of delaying you. You and I have just met. What if I'm a bad person?"

"No!" Zhao Ling'er shook his head and said, "I have always felt that Brother Ji Ping is very close, as if we had known each other before. Brother Ji Ping, marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog. We have worshiped heaven and earth, Ling'er

Life is yours and death is yours, if, if you don't want to, others..."

Seeing Zhao Ling'er's determined look, Ji Ping cursed himself inwardly. He was so pretentious, was he still a man?

Thinking of this, Ji Ping hugged Zhao Ling'er and murmured: "Ling'er, don't worry, I will never let anyone hurt you as long as I am by your side in the future."

Although Zhao Ling'er didn't know who would hurt her, her mood instantly improved after hearing Ji Ping's words, and a sense of happiness filled her heart.

…

Early the next morning, grandma, a graceless old guy, rushed in. Fortunately, Ji Ping and Ling'er had already gotten up.

Grandma glanced at the bed and frowned, "Where's the handkerchief?"

"Ah, grandma, what are you talking about? What kind of veil?" Zhao Ling'er asked in confusion, "Is it this?"

With that said, Zhao Ling'er handed over the handkerchief that her grandma gave her yesterday.

Seeing the white handkerchief, grandma's face changed drastically. She glanced at the sheets again to make sure she was not dazzled. Instead, she glared at Ji Ping: "Why didn't Luo Hong appear? What did you two do yesterday?"

Ji Ping secretly scolded this old guy for meddling in his own business. He knew in his heart that there could only be one successor to Nuwa in Fairy Sword. If Zhao Ling'er got pregnant, she would definitely die!

"Grandma, yesterday, brother Ji Ping and I slept together yesterday." Zhao Ling'er blushed with shame and finally said it.

"Come out with me!" Grandma's chest heaved with anger, and she pulled Zhao Ling'er out of the room.

Ji Ping sighed inwardly. This old guy really wanted to kill his god-granddaughter.

After a while, Zhao Ling'er, blushing with embarrassment, came back to the room, pulled Ji Ping's sleeves, and whispered: "Brother, just now grandma said that if we sleep together, we won't call it a wedding. She, she said, she wants to take off her clothes and also

Want, still want..."

Ji Ping understood. Grandma was here to instruct Zhao Ling'er on how to consummate the marriage. This old snake girl was so cruel.

Zhao Ling'er's description was unclear, so Ji Ping naturally knew what was going on.

"Then let's try again at night? It's always a bit bad during the day," Ji Ping said with a smile.

"Well, I listen to my brother." Zhao Ling'er didn't know why he had to consummate the marriage. Seeing that Ji Ping agreed, there was no harm in waiting for one day.

Ji Ping thought for a while, then had an idea, and pulled Zhao Ling'er to the outside of Shuiyue Palace, and asked: "Ling'er, you are so powerful, can you teach me spells?"

"Brother, do you want to learn spells? Of course you can." Seeing that Ji Ping needed him, Zhao Ling'er said happily, "Master has been teaching me spells since I was a child. Which one do you want to learn? Ling'er can do gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder!

"

"Thunder Technique!" Ji Ping blurted out. In his mind, Thunder Technique should be the most powerful among them.

"Yeah, brother, let's go over there. Ling'er will teach you the basic mental skills." Zhao Ling'er took Ji Ping's hand and came to a peach blossom forest behind Shuiyue Palace.

The peach blossoms contain the lingering rain, and the willow greens bring with them the morning smoke. In the peach blossom forest, the colors are colorful and the green trees complement each other, which is so beautiful.

Zhao Ling'er took Ji Ping under the peach blossom tree and said with a smile: "Brother, can I teach you the basic skills first?"

Just as he was speaking, Ling'er's face suddenly froze and he shook his little head: "No, oops, people have forgotten that this Nuwa Heaven-Mending Technique can only be practiced by me. It cannot be passed on to others, and no one else can practice it. What should I do?

ah?"

Ling'er was so anxious that she bit her pink lips and rolled her big eyes, as if she wanted to find a way to get the best of both worlds.

"Ling'er, I know the basic skills." Ji Ping saw Ling'er anxious and said with a smile, "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, the top skills of the human race, shouldn't be bad, right?"

After hearing this, Zhao Ling'er became happy again: "It turns out that my brother knows the exercises passed down by Emperor Xuanyuan Huang. That's great. You can run it first and let me see."

Ji Ping nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to perform the Qi training techniques of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic.

Zhao Ling'er watched from the side and gently touched Ji Ping's chest with her pink and tender hands: "Yeah, my brother's technique is fine. It is worthy of being passed down by the Yellow Emperor. It is not much worse than Nuwa's Heaven-Mending Technique."

Ji Ping felt relieved now. It seemed that his ancestors were of high rank and could even touch the Porcelain Nuwa Empress.

"Brother, the Five Elements spell is very simple. You only need to use the true energy to activate the power of the Five Elements between heaven and earth." Zhao Ling'er said with a sweet smile, "Actually, as long as the understanding is high enough, there are people who can become Taoists in one day."

"What about you, Ling'er? You must have the highest level of understanding," Ji Ping joked.

"It's okay." Zhao Ling'er smiled, "But I was too playful when I was a child and didn't practice properly. Otherwise, Master wouldn't have been beaten to death by bad guys."

Seeing that Zhao Ling'er was a little sad thinking about his master, Ji Ping quickly diverted the topic away: "Ling'er, let's start now. Please teach me the thunder method."

Sure enough, as Zhao Ling'er described, the practice of Five Elements Magic is not difficult. What is difficult is how to induce the invisible power between heaven and earth to be used for one's own use. The great power of heaven and earth is gathered into one body and exerts great power!

After about half a day, Ji Ping also used his true energy several times, but it was difficult to feel the so-called power of thunder.

Thinking that he only had a qualification level of 30, Ji Ping was speechless for a while.

"Linger, am I too stupid?" Ji Ping asked.

Zhao Ling'er hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No way, brother is not stupid at all. This thunder method is the most difficult of the five elements. Ling'er also practiced it for a long time. Maybe Ling'er didn't teach it well. Let's do it a little bit first.

Let’s practice drawing thunder.”

As she spoke, Zhao Ling'er pointed her little hand, and a slender mini lightning appeared on her fingertips.

"Brother, come and experience it and see if you can notice the difference."

Ji Ping got close to the thunder and lightning, raised his true energy, and tried his best to sense the energy coming from it.

This energy was very weak and he could only weakly perceive it.

After more than a dozen times of training, Ji Ping finally succeeded. Even though he tried his best, the thunder and lightning he released was as thin as an iron needle.

"Wow, brother is so awesome, you really succeeded!" Zhao Ling'er clapped her little hands and said happily.

Ji Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief. His talent was not as bad as he thought. After receiving Zhao Ling'er's praise, Ji Ping was very motivated!

Zhao Ling'er, who was watching Ji Ping practice his spells, said to himself uneasily: "My brother's understanding is too ordinary. I guess he won't be able to master the complete thunder technique after practicing like this for several months. What should I do?"