The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 10: The son is just afraid of trouble

　　 The next morning, Liu Shisui came again, sweeping the courtyard, receiving early food, gathering the leaves, and the piles were very beautiful.

　　 Jing Jiu looked at him quietly.

　　Last night, he heard the conversation between Master Lu and Liu Shisui.

　　 Even if he can't hear it, Master Lu will deliberately let him hear it.

　　 Master Lu hoped that he knew himself well, or he took the initiative to drive Liu Shisui away because he felt humiliated.

　　 Jing Jiu understands Master Lu very well, so he will do the same.

　　How can a cultivator spend his time on these things.

　　If Liu Shisui listened to Master Lu’s opinion, he would understand it well, and he would do the same instead.

Before the 　　 Avenue, there is no world, let alone the son.

　　 But what he didn't expect was that Liu Shisui tossed and turned all night and came today, still doing those things, even more motivated than ever.

　　 Jing Jiu suddenly wanted to know what the little boy thought.

　　 But since Liu Shisui didn't follow Master Lu's advice, he naturally wouldn't drive Liu Shisui away because of inexplicable things like dignity.

　　 It is not easy to have a person who is familiar with his life habits to help with daily life, he has not had it in the long years before.

　　 Liu Shisui finished the morning work, made a pot of tea and placed it on the table, and then took out the bamboo lounge chair from the cave.

　　 Jing Jiu lay on the bamboo chair, facing the newborn sunlight, squinting his eyes slightly, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the chair lightly, without rhythm.

　　 Liu Shisui did not go to the sword hall today. He stayed in the small courtyard, striding forward, his arms appearing freely, but lightning fast.

　　If he had changed it, he would not have any reaction to the sound of Jing Jiu knocking on the bamboo chair, but through the confirmation of the previous day, he would naturally start to listen carefully.

　　 No rhythm is also a rhythm, which still represents the length and interval of breathing.

　　 When the sun crossed the peaks, Liu Shisui finally finished his body training, his small face was full of sweat, and his body was aching.

　　 He didn't feel hard, but he felt very happy.

　　 He looked back at Jing Jiu, who was sleeping on the bamboo chair with his eyes closed, and couldn't help grinning.

　　 got along for a year. He knew that many times Jing Jiu seemed to be sleeping, but he didn't.

　　"The son..."

　　 Liu Shisui hesitated, he had never done anything like this before. But thinking of Master Lu’s awe-inspiring face last night, he finally summoned his courage and said in a low voice: "...Can you not be so lazy?"

　　 Liu Shisui knew that the son was lazy, and the bamboo recliner under him at this time was proof, and I don’t know how he moved from home.

　　 He also knows that the son is a very smart person and very capable, but finally came to the Green Mountain Sect and had the opportunity to get in touch with the Fairy Sword Dao. How could he continue to be so lazy?

　　If the son stays so lazy, how can he pass the inner gate assessment? What if he is really driven away by the fairy master?

　　 is a natural Taoist species, children will not conceal their true emotions.

　　 Looking at the melancholy on Liu Shisui's small face, Jing Jiu was startled, and then laughed.

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　　 That night, Jing Jiu stood in the small courtyard, looking at the peaks under the stars with his hands on his back, silently.

　　 He did not follow Liu Shisui's persuasion to take a bow and fist, refining his body through the inside and outside, pursuing perfection in the realm of rituals, and lay a solid foundation for future practice.

　　He doesn't need it.

　　 If divided according to the level of ordinary practitioners, he has already passed the state of rituals and entered the state of holding the gods.

　　 To be more precise, when he stepped into the creek in the cave, he was already in the state of holding gods.

　　 Looking back at Qingshan for tens of thousands of years, he should be the one who entered the realm of holding the gods the fastest.

　　He doesn't feel proud, because he can do this completely because of his special body now.

　　The mystery is that a practitioner of Master Lu's realm is naturally unable to see through it.

　　Everything in the world has gains and losses.

　　 He took out a light blue pill, threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his abdomen.

　　 He took a sip of the herbal tea and shook his head, feeling that the taste was very ordinary.

　　 If this picture falls into the eyes of Master Lu or other Immortal Masters of the Green Mountain Sect, I am afraid that their swordsmanship will be shaken.

　　 The pale blue pill is called Zixuan Pill, which is the best pill that practitioners can take in the first stage.

　　 For the disciples in the realm of holding the gods, a purple profound pill is like a year of hard cultivation.

　　It can be imagined how precious this kind of pill is. Only those disciples with the most potential talents will receive this kind of treatment.

　　 Those Chengjian disciples in the Nine Peaks of the Qingshan Mountains did not take this kind of pill at the beginning of the year.

　　 Jing Jiu eats this precious pill as fried beans.

　　 With the amount and frequency of his taking Zixuan Pill, if he is an ordinary disciple of the outer sect, or it only takes an hour to complete the realm of holding the gods.

　　Of course, it is more likely that half an hour ago, the outer disciple had already died because of the skyrocketing amount of true essence.

　　 Jing Jiu was not dead, and he didn't even react.

　　 is the same reason. His body is very special, able to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth very smoothly, and at the same time can withstand more vitality of heaven and earth.

　　 The problem is...too many.

　　His spirit sea seems to be the real sea, or the bottomless sea. I don’t know how long it will take to fill this sea with the vitality of heaven and earth. Even if he keeps taking Zixuan Pill, it is still very Slow, and the power of the medicine will eventually be exhausted.

　　 Linghai is dissatisfied, and the lonely Taoist species ~IndoMTL.com~ cannot turn into a sword fruit and enter the next stage of practice. What can he do?

　　 If the rumors are true, Zen Land has that kind of strange treasure that can change time, or he can save some time, but he knows that kind of strange treasure does not exist, so now he has to wait.

　　 He has already calculated that in three days, the Purple Profound Pill will no longer be of any help to him, let alone those ordinary pills.

　　 Even if he keeps absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, it will take at least more than a year to fill the spirit sea.

　　 actually has so many more days, it’s really troublesome.

　　 If he doesn't want to be too noticeable and cause trouble, he can also practice diligently every day like other outer disciples, and make it through more than a year.

　　 But he would not do this, except for the most secret reason, but also because he found it troublesome.

　　 Yes, he is just afraid of trouble, not really lazy.

One year in 　　 Mountain Village, he slept a lot of time because he wanted to understand and be familiar with this body.

　　 In the first nine days, he only completed the initial integration, and it will take a long time to fully grasp the smallest parts of the body.

　　 He didn't deceive ten years old either. In those dreams, in addition to further integration, he did a lot of thinking, deduction, and calculation.

　　He needs to think about why he is here.

　　He needs to deduce the past and the future.

　　He needs to calculate the gains and losses and the situation.

　　 He didn't return to the Green Mountain Sect until he completed these two steps, and then found that he had nothing to do except wait.

　　 This is really an experience he has never had before.

　　 "Is this boring?"

　　 Jing Jiu perceives this kind of emotion that he has never experienced before, and thinks uncertainly: "A person like me is actually bored?"