After rebirth, the little master uncle engages in introversion in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 25 Phantom Sword
"Master, Master Master" Cheng Hai walked out from the yard, and landed with a sound, "Dong Dong Dong" as if stepping on the apex of the heart.

"It feels feasible here?" Gu Jinxiu raised his head and asked with a smile.

"Hey" Cheng Hai stretched out his big hands, rubbed them together, and slapped his thigh fiercely: "Master, did this disciple drink too much spirit wine? I've been feeling dizzy all this time."

"...hehe" It looks like you're drunk too, chattering away.

"Anyway, I'm not down-to-earth, I'm always afraid of touching those flowers and plants, my disciple... I feel inferior." Cheng Hai felt sore after he finished speaking, he looked down at his legs and then at his ancestor's, his eyes were also acid. "My disciple is poor, you throw him by the sea, and you enjoy beating sea monsters every day. Here, your disciple is like a..."

"Hand" Gu Jinxiu's heart ached, the sect is too poor, other sects also have body forging, all kinds of shaping pills are piled up to eat, the figure is usually twice or twice as big as others, these more than 80 Shansheng was destroyed by a poor character.

"...I'm afraid I'll break you." Cheng Hai blushed.

"Hand" Gu Jinxiu's expression darkened.

"Yes, master." Cheng Hai stretched out his hand, and was pulled by the master to walk all the way to the Zongmen hall.

"How many handprints will you know?" A pair of big hands are too big.

"... This disciple used to know five thousand, but after training his body like this, he can no longer make fingerprints." Cheng Hai's voice choked up.

"From now on, all imported food must be combed before eating, otherwise the blood will be violent, and if you are not fat, you will be fat."

"Yes, master." Cheng Hai's expression turned pale.

"Your ancestor bought the body-shaping elixir for you with everything, each one is 10 years old, and you must not indiscriminately import it in the future." He sighed calmly.

"...Really? Uncle Master, don't lie." Cheng Hai was startled.

"Ask your master ancestor" This kid is so tall, talking to him feels oppressive.

"Master Zu, is what Master Uncle said true?" It must be a dream, and I was also dazed.

"What does Cheng Hai like? Besides eating?" Don't eat any more.

"...I like the earrings, but it's a pity that the master gave me the earrings and let the disciple sell them. I don't have any pills, and the disciple was seriously injured."

"Sea beasts are not human either. In terms of monster body, who can surpass them. You will be smarter in the future. Don't die stubbornly. Just kill it. What's your greeting? After the elixir is molded, the ancestor will teach you handprints. In the future It doesn't matter whether you're fighting with handprints or fists, it's up to you to kill it." That's a stick.

"... Master, did you really buy the elixir?" Cheng Hai pinched himself with all his strength, and then he was overjoyed.

"I bought it, and I'll let you try the first one, but I'm afraid it will hurt a little at first, so just bear with it. Let your uncle make more earrings after your body sculpting is successful, and which one you like to wear." Childish boy, Pure in mind, No. 1 in body forging, mid-stage Silver Bone Realm, treasure of the sect.

"Disciple, thank you master!" Cheng Hai grinned, tears fell from his smile.

"Don't be sad, who is stronger than you in the battle? Remember to the ancestors in the future: first, let yourself live, and second, let yourself live happily. If you really can't beat us, let's run away. Don't die. Wait a few days to mold If your body is successful, Master will buy you ten sets of fifth-grade cassocks and boots. You are handsome and handsome. After you get fit, you will find a beautiful lady. Master is waiting for your wedding wine. As for the spirit flower in the yard, don’t be too serious. Just step on it, so what can you do? Just don’t vent your anger on it, and you’re afraid of how tired you are in your own home? No matter how comfortable it is, how can it be?” It’s a shame to buy an elixir, hey.

"Yes, master." Cheng Hai's heart was hot.

He followed the two of them neatly all the way, watching the woman who was not yet a hundred years old pulling the man over 300 years old like a chicken guarding his cubs, exhorting and explaining every sentence, it was funny and appropriate in his heart.

The three came all the way to the main hall, and Gu Jinxiu led them directly to the fourth floor.

"Uncle Master, your retreat room has been built, and the one in the middle is yours." Ma Ming and Li Dayong walked over just after it was completed, "This is the living room of the few of us."

"Okay" This is really good. "This place is wide, take it immediately, and let your uncle, uncle, and brother protect the Dharma for you"

"Yes, Uncle Master, Cheng Hailai" led the person to the middle position in an orderly manner, and Ma Ming and Li Dayong looked at each other and surrounded him one after another.

Step into your own cave, and take a deep breath: Langyuan Qionglou is beautiful from a distance, and the white walls and bluestones, flying elm columns, and pavilions alternate with each other, making it more quiet and elegant.There is a small bridge in the courtyard, and there is a clear stream flowing under it. The linghe and lingyu grow freely in the stream. The lingering flowers are in full bloom around the courtyard, and there is a dark fragrance from time to time.The corridors in the courtyard connect with each other, dotted with mountains and rocks, and there are luxuriant spiritual grasses on both sides of the corridor, which is more fairy-like.

The guest house on the first floor is even more simple and unsophisticated, which is completely in the style of Li Dayong. In the room is a big six-grade pear, bluestone and gold case, eight chairs with backrests, and a set of tea cups.On the west wall hangs a large manual of twelve swords, the swords are powerful.The four corners are all stone inkstones as tall as a person. . . .Gone.

The Waige study room on the second floor should be written by Ma Ming. There are several rows of spiritual wood shelves full of ancient books on jade slips, and all kinds of sword manuals are dazzling.A large spirit wood table, two armchairs, and behind him a soft couch made of seventh-grade white tiger skin.

The floor of the master bedroom of the cabinet is covered with seventh-grade fire feather blankets, and an eighth-grade warm jade bed, which will not fall off the ground if you turn somersaults on it.A large quilt made of seventh-grade white tiger skin, and a heart-nourishing pillow.

In the retreat room on the third floor, there is an eight-level spirit gathering array, and there are other retreat restrictions.There are dozens of rows of spiritual wooden frames in the room, a long table for offering sacrifices, on which there is a statue of the ancestor of Fu Mozong, and an eight-level futon of pure heart and spirit gathering.There is also a dark room with a spiritual spring dedicated to bathing. In the bathroom, there are ten seventh-grade robes and boots placed on a spiritual wooden shelf.

After seeing smacking lips one by one, I don't want to sleep at all. As expected of a swordsman, even the room is so domineering.I'm afraid they gave all of these high-level things, and their hearts are quite warm.

When I came to the outer pavilion on the second floor, I randomly took out an ancient book, lay on the white tiger skin soft couch, and read it carefully. After a quarter of an hour, I suddenly turned over and hurried to the retreat room, opened the restriction with a wave, and put the ancient book on the ancestor's request. Burning three pillars of incense in front of the statue of the spirit god, kneeling down and singing a spiritual song, the sound of the song is neither sad nor happy.As the sound fell, the eighteen streams of blood essence poured in respectively, and the brilliance overflowed in an instant. It turned into a breeze and disappeared into the ancient book, and then the ancient book turned into a breeze and penetrated into Gu Jinxiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The title of this book is "Phantom Sword": In the sword manual, a man in green clothes with black hair raised lightly, with a cold light sword in his hand, dances alone, every move implies the yin and yang of the world, completely natural.A sword rises, the wind moves, the clouds rise, and thunder roars.All of a sudden, the flowers bloom, the red lotus blooms, the autumn wind withers, and the snow turns into ice. The four illusions appear one by one. In the end, the immortal is drunk on the couch and points his sword at the sky. In an instant, everything falls into obsession, and the world is quiet. . . . .

"Steady horses, be steady, Gu Jinxiu, what are you doing? Get out of the country if you tremble again. Keep your chest up and your waist down. Keep your weight between your legs. Don't laugh."

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"The purpose of snake wrapping hands is to increase the flexibility and flexibility of the wrist, not to let you cut yourself"

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"You can't blink, you can't blink, stare at it, yes, that's it, you can't close your eyes when danger strikes, otherwise your life will be gone, okay, do it a hundred times again"

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"The direction and angle of turning around are wrong, don't leave today if you don't practice a thousand times"

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"Turning over is too slow, if you can't practice well within three days after returning home, just kneel here all the time"

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"Get down, get down, Grandma's, it's not for you to bow your head and your waist, you have to be ready to go, so that you can find opportunities to fight"

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"The essence of swordsmanship lies in the tangerine. A tangerine is both offensive and defensive. The mystery is endless. Yours is too empty. Go back and do it [-] times a day."

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10 years have passed in the blink of an eye

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the sky and the earth are surging, and a sword that subdues demons has disappeared into every illusion.

Three months later, I suddenly opened my eyes, there was a sword in my eyes, but it seemed that there was no sword. After three breaths, I went back to Juling Tuanpu to study again. Lingquan bath.

(End of this chapter)