Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

“The second case is much simpler!

If you have a soul puppet in your hand, drive away some mortal beasts and test it out.

After that, the soul puppet will come again..."

this moment.

Many children in the hall looked at the talkative sister-in-law, and their eyes lit up!

I was filled with admiration in my heart.

at this time···

The old man in the hall nodded happily and said:

"good!"

"It seems that you have gained the essence of family spiritual inheritance."

The Qingyao girl tried her best to look calm and said seriously:

"This is all due to Mr.'s guidance!"

Hear the words.

The old man smiled lightly and did not respond. He just stopped and said:

"Sit down!"

"yes!"

"Next, the second question..."

“···”

soon.

An hour passed, and the old man in the hall slowly left the school and walked outside.

After seeing the old man leave, the quiet school suddenly became lively.

"Aunt Qingyao, it is said that you are a monk from my Cheng family. Is this true?"

Little Fatty asked curiously.

As soon as this statement came out.

Another little boy also joined the discussion circle and said:

"It shouldn't be possible!"

"Aren't all the monks from our Cheng Clan's Immortal Clan in this canyon?"

"Those gentlemen are all outsiders, how could they be monks from my Cheng family's immortal clan?"

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it either..."

Just when a group of boys were surrounding Cheng Qingyao, a thirteen-year-old girl, and they were discussing...

Cheng Qingyao's ears felt like a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing, and she felt very irritable.

There was a clear look of impatience on her little face, and she said angrily:

"alright!"

"say no more!"

To this.

The boys surrounding Cheng Qingyao did not restrain themselves at all and were still facing each other head-on.

There was a hint of stubbornness on his little face.

"no!"

"Today we have to distinguish between right and wrong. Anyway, I think those gentlemen are definitely not monks from our Cheng Clan."

"How is it impossible?"

"How can a mere seven-year-old boy know the background of our Cheng Clan's Immortal Clan!"

"fart!"

"You are not only seven years old."

"Who are you to say anything about me?"

“···”

Cheng Qingyao looked at the group of nephews and nieces who were constantly arguing, and her head became more than a circle bigger.

Immediately, she shouted loudly and said:

"If you keep making noise, I'll take action!"

Said.

A girl's backhand move...

A long green whip appeared in the girl's hand, and her little face was full of evil looks.

See this.

The group of children surrounding Cheng Qingyao were instantly frightened and did not dare to speak.

The eyes of several of the boys were faintly glowing with crystal light.

The boy, who also had eyesight, subconsciously stepped back.

after all.

Parents may be trying to scare people by using the whip.

But if Qingyao uses the whip, it will really hit them.

When I think of what it felt like before.

Several children couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and they didn't dare to look at the angry Aunt Qingyao at this moment.

However, there were still a few children who looked at each other with stubborn expressions.

See this.

Cheng Qingyao, who was like a little grown-up, sighed helplessly and said:

"Why···"

"I really admire you two!"

At this time, she also knew that these two nephews, who were born to be incompatible with each other, would not be able to live a stable life if they did not distinguish between right and wrong today.

She will go back to practice later!

I also have to recite a thick book on elixirs!

These little guys are really annoying.

At this moment, Cheng Qingyao felt helpless.

Immediately.

She cleared her throat and said with a straight face:

"Those gentlemen are indeed monks from my Cheng Shixian clan."

"However, they are not from our lineage."

“That’s what I heard from my grandmother too!”

"real?"

"That's still false. Grandma will lie to me!"

Cheng Qingyao said with an unhappy look on her face.

Then he shook the whip in his hand.

See this scene.

The little guy who had doubts didn't dare to refute.

They knew that if they asked any more, the whip in the sister-in-law's hand would definitely fall on them.

The whip hurts!

Especially the hint of danger in the sister-in-law's eyes made them dare not say anything.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Qingyao glanced around and threatened:

"alright!"

"get out of class is over, let's go back!"

"If anyone can't finish the homework assigned by the teacher tomorrow, I will wait for you outside after class."

"Especially you Jingming, if you can't memorize the first ten pages of [Basic Elixir] next time, will you be finished just to see if I can do it or not?"

The words fell.

Cheng Qingyao waved the whip in her hand and said:

"Step aside!"

After a group of children saw the big devil leaving, they left the school in groups of three to five.

···

not far away.

In a house, two old men were drinking spiritual tea.

One of them is the old man who left the school not long ago.

At this time.

The old man opposite said:

"Brother, Qingyang succeeded in breaking through?"

Hearing this, the old man with a meticulously groomed beard nodded and said:

"Um!"

"It shouldn't be wrong. Although the pressure is fleeting, the spiritual pressure is extremely stable."

"He is not out of retreat at this time, probably to consolidate his cultivation."

"One more thing, Qingyang is the direct descendant of the ancestor, remember to be respectful in the future."

"Got it!"

"By the way, have you seen the ancestor?"

"No, most of them are the puppet incarnations of the grandmother, guarding this place."

"But the grandmother took back the soul puppet a year ago, I don't know where it went?"

"Hey..."

"I thought I could see the ancestor by accepting the task of teaching the younger generation?"

"It seems to be a false alarm!"

"The ancestor is probably busy with something. The tribesmen who came from the tribe in the previous rounds have not seen the ancestor."

"Even I haven't seen it!"

"Yes I just came from the Endless Sea. How should I start? "

"That's easy.

A cousin went back before, and you will take his place and teach the ancestors' descendants the art of refining weapons.

The method of refining soul puppets is the top priority!

You should understand this point, right! "

"Of course!

Which weapon refiner in Yinxian Island has a higher success rate in refining first-level soul puppets than me? "

"That's good!"

"When the grandmother comes back and sees the fruit of your teaching, she will definitely reward you with some spiritual objects. "

"..."

Just when these two Cheng family immortal cultivators from Yinxian Island were exchanging information here...

Deep in the canyon.

In a quiet room, a young cultivator sitting cross-legged on a cushion slowly restrained the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building period emanating from his body.

Soon.

This handsome young man suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at his eyebrows, he looks a bit like Cheng Buzheng.

Especially the deep eyes, which are six points similar.

Yes.

This young cultivator is Cheng Qingyang, the son of Cheng Ping'an.

He is also one of the descendants of Cheng Buzheng's bloodline.

At the same time.

A hint of joy appeared in Cheng Qingyang's deep eyes, and he secretly sighed in his heart:

"It's not easy!"

"After more than ten years of cultivation, I finally reached the foundation-building stage."

"My cultivation has also caught up with my elder brother and third sister!"

When he thought of this.

Cheng Qingyang couldn't help but think back to the night when he returned to Chengjia Village.

He never thought that his grandmother was actually an immortal.

And she was a Yuanying Zhenjun with extremely high cultivation.

This was something he had never dared to think about before.

It actually happened to their family miraculously.

The most incredible thing is that the seemingly spirited mortal grandfather is an even more terrifying cultivator.

Now he has become a mortal for the purpose of cultivation.

In order to make further progress.

That night, his outlook on life was completely overturned.

It also changed his own destiny.

Afterwards, he and several brothers and sisters with spiritual roots were brought here by their grandmother, who said they were going to study.

Then.

The grandmother asked the clansmen of the Endless Sea to teach them to learn the family spiritual inheritance, learn the immortal arts, learn how to practice... and so on.

It was not until that day that he knew that the Cheng family immortal clan was so powerful.

The only pity is...

His father is a mortal without spiritual roots.

At the same time, Cheng Qingyang also learned about his mother's origin from his grandmother.

He also understood how much grievance his father, who was known as a wife killer, had suffered?

No!

In a few days, I have to go back to Chengjia Village to see my father, grandfather, and grandmother.

Accompany them for a while.

Well!

That's it!

At that time, leave a soul puppet in Chengjia Village to take care of my old father.

With a thought, Cheng Qingyang has made up his mind.

At this moment...

A stream of fiery red light suddenly flashed in the canyon.

The light dissipated.

The figure of Murong Wanwan appeared.

At the same time, sensing the sudden flash of aura, several old men immediately rushed out of the room and came outside.

These old men are all cultivators of the Cheng family of the Endless Sea.

They are also here to teach Cheng Buzheng's descendants, the spiritual inheritance of the family, and the inheritance of the four great immortal arts.

When the old men saw Murong Wanwan for a moment, they immediately bowed.

"Greetings, Grandma!"

"Greetings, Grandma!"

"..."

At the same time, the four Cheng family cultivators of the Hidden Immortal Island also clearly sensed that...

The grandmother in front of them was an incarnation of a soul puppet.

After all, they also lived with soul puppets day and night and were already familiar with the unique aura of soul puppets.

This is an intuition that outsiders cannot experience.

Without waiting for Murong Wanwan to speak.

Then.

Several more vague figures, driving treasures, came to Murong Wanwan.

"Meet grandma!"

"Grandma, have you finished your business? Do you need our help?"

"Yes, even if we can't help, we can help out or something like that?"

"Grandma, we haven't been back for a long time.

Is Daddy okay now?"

"..."

Seeing this scene.

Murong Wanwan didn't know which question to answer first for a while, and then she glanced at the old men and said:

"Take these elixirs!

It can be regarded as a little compensation for your delay in your practice."

As she spoke.

Murong Wanwan stretched out her hand and waved, and four long-necked jade bottles floated in front of the four old men.

Seeing this, the four foundation-building elders showed a hint of joy in their eyes. After taking the long-necked jade bottle in front of them, they said respectfully:

"Thank you for the reward, grandma!"

"Thank you for the reward, grandma!"

"····"

Then.

The four elders looked at the monks surrounding the grandma and chose to leave with great insight.

After all.

These tribesmen are all descendants of the grandma's direct bloodline.

They naturally would not disturb the reunion of the grandma's family at this time.

After the four elders left...

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl rushed over with a group of seven or eight-year-old boys.

"Grandma, Qingyao hasn't seen you for a long time, I miss you!"

Said.

Cheng Qingyao rushed into Murong Wanwan's arms.

Seeing this scene.

The boys following Cheng Qingyao also rushed over one after another.

"Great-grandmother, I miss you too."

"I want a hug too!"

"No, hug me first."

"..."

Very soon.

The boys started arguing over who the great-grandmother should hug first.

Only Cheng Qingyao lay in Murong Wanwan's arms, watching the quarrel of nephews and nieces with a smile.

Seeing this, Murong Wanwan nodded Cheng Qingyao's little head and said with a smile:

"You little thing who only wants the world to be in chaos."

"Are you happy now?"

Obviously.

Murong Wanwan also saw the source of all the unrest.

It was the little Qingyao in her arms.

If she hadn't taken the lead, these little guys would never quarrel.

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan could only comfort them one by one, and then these little guys stopped quarreling.

Finally, Murong Wanwan took out her usual method and began to test the progress of the younger generation in the past year.

Hearing this.

One of the little boys rolled his black eyes and said loudly:

"Great-grandmother, Jingbao forgot today's homework and hasn't finished it yet!

The great-grandson will go back first!"

After saying that.

The extremely clever Cheng Jingbao ran away.

However, this action set off a chain reaction.

"Great-grandmother, the great-grandson forgot that there is still a furnace of pills that haven't been refined yet..."

"Great-grandmother..."

"..."

After a while, in front of Murong Wanwan, there were only Cheng Qingyao, who was confident in her homework and not afraid of tests, and several boys of the great-grandson generation.

And several grown-up grandchildren of the "Qing" generation.

Then.

Murong Wanwan smiled and casually tested them, and rewarded the corresponding spiritual objects to get rid of the troublesome little guy.

After that, her eyes fell on Cheng Qingyang, and a trace of satisfaction appeared in her eyes. She praised:

"Not bad!"

"You didn't disappoint me!"

Hearing this.

Cheng Qingyang was not arrogant at all. He knew clearly that he was able to break through at such a young age because his grandmother provided a lot of elixirs.

Anyone else could do it.

This is definitely not because of how good his own spiritual roots are?

How big is the opportunity?

Cheng Qingyang knew this very well.

He just shook his head and said:

"All this is the work of the elixir!"

"It's not Qingyang's own ability."

Hearing this.

Murong Wanwan also knew Qingyang's temperament, so she didn't say much and asked:

"By the way, where are Qingyu and Qingping?"

"They went out to train!"

"Can you bring soul puppets with you?"

"Yes!"

"Each person can bring seven or eight soul puppets, don't worry, grandma!"

"Yes!"

"That's good!"

"Grandma, Qingyang wants to go back to Chengjia Village to see grandpa, father and others?"

"Go!"

"But don't let them know about the immortal cultivators!"

"Save your father from thinking too much!"

At the end, Murong Wanwan sighed, and a hint of loss appeared in her eyes.

"Yes!"

"Qingyang knows!"

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