The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 28: Super Jun
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Woxuandong, the real person Xuanji stood on the lake with his hands in his hands, looking at the two lights in the sky: "This new apprentice in Qingtong is really not a mortal thing. He has built a foundation in less than a year."
"The radiance is brilliant, the accumulation of vigor..." Yuan Hai said slowly, standing on the Jiuqu Bridge.
"Isn't it, it's faster than those Tianlinggen cultivation." Huaqing said with a smile, and elbows Yuli beside her.
Yu Li reacted: "Ah, yes."
Listening to these words, Cheng Xi silently clenched his fists. He thought that he was already a genius when he reached the third level of Qi training within a year. How could he have imagined that the waste of the Shuanglinggen has been built! how can that be! I touched a slightly cool porcelain bottle in my sleeve, and his inspiration flashed. Yes, it must be because of the secret medicine given by the brother.
Looking at the disgusting eyes of the master and the seniors, the young man Cheng Xi decided to swallow the secret medicine tonight, and he has to build the foundation soon, otherwise, this direct disciple might not be able to become it!
A sable who was eating chicken legs on the top of the hill raised his head enthusiastically, and patted the white-haired rabbit chewing grass and leaves next to him: "What is the background of that little brother?"
The white rabbit ignored him, quack quack ate the blade of grass and pulled another one.
"Hey! You have eaten up the sword leaf again!" Sable cried.
The white-haired rabbit froze for a moment, looked down at the sword leaf grass that had become bald again, and silently swallowed the grass that had been gnawed in half.
"Oh, what can I do, Master hasn't eaten meat today, I'll send you." Sable dangling his chicken legs, jumping around in front of the rabbit.
"Shut up!" The rabbit jumped three feet high, knocked the sable into the air, then squatted on top of him.
The rabbit is a little fat, and a lot of chubby, but the sable is long and slender, pressed by the rabbit, leaving only a big tail to pat outside.
"You two are fighting again!" Yan Lie, who came to tell the two juniors to see this scene, reluctantly walked over, picked up one in one hand, and shook the dusty sable, "become a human , Follow me to Woyun Temple, some guests are coming."
Sable jumped off the ground and instantly turned into a personable Zimo: "Who is it? It was not the Qingyunzong group who came to pick things up, right?"
When the white rabbit saw his big brother, he was honest, and he jumped off the ground and turned into an obedient Bai Luo.
Yan Lie squinted his peachy eyes: "Be smart for a while. We Woyunzong can eat everything, but we won't suffer."
Building a foundation is to gather the spiritual power of the limbs and hundreds of skeletons in the pubic area, and all rivers return to the sea. Mo Tianliao slowly opened his eyes, abundant spiritual power hovering in the dantian, and the wood fire that had been lingering finally became alive, jumping around in the dantian.
Mo Tianliao looked at the pile of broken spirit stones around him, and slightly curled his lips. After the foundation is built, his spiritual power is abundant, and some of his high-level spells can be used, and he can finally fly with the sword. He can go to a farther place to find the artifact, and... he pursed his lips, He raised his hand and picked up the jade slip of "Burning Wood Jue", pasted it to the center of his eyebrows, to see what kind of exercises were used after the foundation was built.
New words appeared in the sea of knowledge, but the technique still remained at the Great Perfection of Qi training. There is only one sentence about how to practice above the foundation building: "Enlighten yourself!"
"..." Mo Tianliao silently put the jade slips away, got up and walked out of the yard, only to see a person in white clothes standing under the peach blossom tree in the yard.
Winter came and spring came, unknowingly, one year has passed, and the peach blossoms in the yard are blooming again. Kazuki is pale pink, like a haze, but no matter how beautiful it is, it is no better than the people next to the tree. When the jade-like handsome face slowly turns around, the world loses its color.
"Master, why are you here?" Mo Tianliao walked over and reached out to pull him.
Qingtong raised his hand to avoid Mo Tianliao's pulling, frowning slightly, this wicked disciple, becoming more and more unruly, actually said to Master, "you are yours", what's the respect? Also, seeing Master dared to stretch out his hand to pull, how decent it was!
"Just passing by." Qingtong snorted, turned around and left.
Mo Tianliao was taken aback for a moment, and slightly curled his lips. Master, are you here to protect him...
Woyun Temple.
Sect Master Tian Lang, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, stood in front of the hall with his hands holding hands, welcoming the Qingyunzong group.
The colorful streamer came from the sky, and it came in an instant. The leader was a young Taoist man with a crane hair, dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, and wearing a jade hairpin on his head. The dozen or so disciples behind them, wearing light blue robes and a uniform fancy blue cloud crown, landed all together, looking at the posture of Dazongmen.
On the other hand, the people of the Woyun Sect have colorful clothes, some wear crowns and some other hairpins, and some have their hair loose, like an 18th-class school who can't afford a unified Taoist gown.
"Tian Lang, long time no see." The leader is Elder Yunsong, smiling at the Sovereign.
Tian Lang touched his beard and smiled: "I haven't seen you for many days, Elder Yun Song looks younger and younger."
Yun Song gritted his teeth when he heard the words. The life span of each class of cultivating immortals is also limited. It stands to reason that after the foundation is built, the appearance will not change, but in the Nascent Soul Stage, there is no advanced transformation after a certain number of years. Your appearance will age, and you won’t be able to regain your youth until you are reborn when you soar. A guy like Tianlang who still looks like a thirty-year-old is really jealous, not to mention that Qingtong who is not as beautiful as a real person...
Every time I come to the evil place of Woyunzong, people can't help but want to get angry.
Raising his foot into the hall, Yun Song looked around: "Why don't you see the real Qingtong?"
In Qingyun Sect, the elders of the Yunzi generation are now the uncles of the new suzerain. If Yunsong comes here, if he gives a face, he will be welcomed by the three cave masters. It's just that he is just an elder after all, and it would not be rude to let Xuan Ji handle it alone.
Yan Lie sneered secretly, narrowed her peachy eyes and said: "The personal disciple of Master Qingtong has just built a foundation, now it must be..."
"Heh, I heard that Qingtong accepted a Shuanglinggen disciple as a personal disciple. It's only a year. How can it be possible to build a foundation?" Yun Song interrupted Yan Lie's words with a sneer, raising his hand to let the one behind him The disciple went out, "Yan Lie, do you remember him?"
Yan Lie raised his eyes to look at the man, with thick lips and drooping nose, wicked eyebrows, and no impression.
The man saw that Yanlie didn't even remember him, so he clenched his fist suddenly: "Ten years ago, I came to Woyunzong to apprentice art. Brother Yan refused to let me in because of my average appearance!"
Zi Mo curled his lips, leaning into Bai Luo's ear, and said: "This is so flat, it's obviously ugly."
"This son is called Chaojun, but he is a heavenly spirit root! You Wo Yunzong really don't know what to say." Yun Song sneered, and Chaojun couldn't help but lift his chin when he heard the word "Heavenly Spiritual Root".
"The clouds are over 30,000 miles, the wind has passed through the nine heavens" is the Qingyunzong's ranking in recent years. The "chao" generation is photographed behind the cloud, in other words, this Chaojun is Yunsong's disciple. Not a disciple.
"The rules left by the ancestors are not allowed to be ugly." Yuan Hai said slowly, because of his slow speaking speed, as if deliberately emphasizing the words "ugly". Turned backwards.
"I want to see today, how good are your disciples who are good-looking?" Seeing that everyone is so shameless, Yun Song looked down and said, "Isn't the one with the dual spiritual roots just building the foundation? Come out and have a try with my disciple. If you can't win, then the tragic death of my grandson must be explained to me!"
Tian Lang's mouth covered his beard, couldn't help but lift one side, revealing a sharp fang, really wanting to bite this old man to death!
Yan Lie, who was standing beside the lord, quietly pressed the shoulders of the master, and the dark master must not be impulsive. Sect Master Voyun killed the elder Qingyun Sect in a rage, and it was really not good to say it.
"Hey, this handsome, ah, no, super handsome," Zi Mo drew his ears and said with a smile, "If I read it right, it’s the mid-term foundation of the foundation, so that someone who has just built a foundation will not have the spiritual power A steady comparison with a mid-term foundation building, doesn't it seem that we look down on Qingyunzong?"
"Master is just a moment of anger. We Qingyunzong will naturally not bully people," Na Chaojun sneered, "It's just the death of Shijiu's nephew. Sect Master must give a clear explanation."
The atmosphere was a bit rigid for a while.
"Since you want to compare, compare it!" The clear voice, from far to near, was followed by a bright white stream of light that floated instantly.
The bright moon is bright, clear and flawless, beautiful eyes closed, jade mountain collapsed.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and the first time I saw Qingtong’s Qingyunzong disciple, I was a little startled for a while.
Mo Tianliao frowned slightly, stepping forward, blocking everyone's sight.
Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the two apprentices behind the real person Qingtong. One is tall and handsome, and the other... can no longer be described as handsome.
The eyes are like cold stars, and the temples are like a knife cut, so handsome and a little glaring.
The disciples of Qingyunzong looked back and forth between Mo Tianlio and Chaojun, and had to admit that Woyunzong’s choice was right. Only such a handsome person, standing next to such a master, seemed reasonable. . If Super Jun is put over, it's like an open-top latrine built in front of the Crystal Palace, it's really... somewhat shabby.