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Chapter 15 Big Brother San Gong!

"Of course I believe in you, Junior Brother."

"Otherwise, how could I perform my exercises in front of you?"

He Xiaotian smiled and faced him.

His eyes were full of indescribable trust and appreciation.

Zhu Jue was taken aback, only to realize that there were two stars above his head, shining brightly.

Dude, no wonder the conversation is so easy and smooth. It turns out that the filter is at work.

But anyway, the ending is good, so I don't ask for more.

While gnawing on the fruit, Zhu Jue was thinking about the future.

After the senior brother realizes the importance of choice, he will definitely become stronger and stronger.

With his talent, it is only a matter of time before he becomes Xuan Yizong's real protector.

This time, I will naturally fail the mission.

In this way, you can grow up quickly, and you can even do something about the upcoming disaster.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered a very important thing.

He is obviously already a disciple of Xuanyi Sect, why doesn't the sect even give him any exercises.

If there is no skill, it is useless to level up quickly.

Isn't that a large mobile power bank?
He slapped his thighs and stood up, so he had to go to that old man Jin Mang to ask about the situation.

It's outrageous.

"Senior brother, my younger brother just remembered something important, so I left first."

He Xiaotian nodded, "Brother, please go ahead."

Just as Zhu Jue took two steps, he suddenly turned around.

He said earnestly: "Senior brother He, you don't have to feel inferior because you can't practice the peerless exercises, you don't even know how powerful you are."

"Brother, with your aptitude, as long as you practice the right skills, you will be able to overcome calamity and become an immortal within a hundred years."

"The future patron saint of Xuan Yizong is you!"

Between words, another star suddenly appeared on He Xiaotian's head.

into three shining little stars.

Is this too fast?

But at this moment, He Xiaotian just felt suddenly enlightened and enlightened.

Junior brother is right!

Can't help sighing.

This Junior Brother Zhu thinks too much about me, he is really a kind person.

Obviously it was only a once-in-a-lifetime relationship, and he was just giving away a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, so he was thinking of himself like that.

How can I repay him in the future?

He Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his arms and fell into deep thought.

What Junior Brother Zhu said is indeed reasonable.

The practice is not to choose the strongest one, but to choose the one that suits you.

With such a powerful talent, isn't it a waste of time now?

The future of Xuan Yizong depends on me to protect it!

So I went to the junior sisters I knew and asked for a copy of the practice method of Xuanqing Bibo Gong to practice.

Outside the residence of an unknown junior sister: "Brother, do you really want to practice this exercise?"

"Xuanqing Bibo Kungfu is as soft as water, and has almost no means of attack."

"I've never seen our sect. There are other brothers and sisters practicing this technique."

He Xiaotian nodded, with a determined face, "I really want to practice."

"I'll just practice here. If there are any mistakes, please give me your advice, Junior Sister."

The junior sister nodded, with a worried expression on her face.

But the worried look didn't last for a moment, and it turned into surprise at an extremely fast speed.

Brother He can become a contemporary senior brother, he is naturally the strongest of Xuan Yizong's younger generation.

Cultivation talent and comprehension are both first-class.

However, this is too strong, right?
In just a short breath, he actually entered the first level of Xuanqing Bibo Kung Fu.

Instant epiphany?

Immediately afterwards, a layer of faint water mist wrapped up from He Xiaotian's whole body, sticking tightly to his whole body.

The junior sister was stunned again, feeling short of breath.

Roushui Yuyi floating body surface, this is the second floor?

Is this still a person?

I have practiced for three full years, but I am only dangling on the edge of the fourth floor?

He Xiaotian opened his eyes abruptly, feeling extremely happy at this moment.

Practicing, is it such a refreshing feeling?

This is the first time that he has felt the joy of practicing kung fu after cultivating immortals for so many years.

However, while practicing, there was always a weird idea lingering in the top of my head.

I remember my junior brother said that my physique seems to be contrary to the original exercises.

Then now that I have the cultivation base from Xuanyi's Narcissus Sutra, and then practice Xuanqing Bibo Kungfu, will it conflict with each other?
My juniors have said that it is very important to choose what suits you, so it should also be very important to choose to give up what is not suitable for you.

After hesitating and struggling for a moment, his eyes gradually calmed down.

In the blink of an eye again, the eyes are full of determination and determination.

If a man wants to succeed, why should he shrink back and stagnate?
Ten years have been wasted and there is no more time to waste.

If you don't burn the boat, who can help yourself.

This body doesn't belong to me in the first place, what's the pity to abandon it?

San Gong!

……

Zhu Jue returned to his residence, which was still in a mess.

The remaining five puppets drooped their heads and stood listlessly in place.

He found a reclining chair and sat down, quietly waiting for the return of Jin Mang.

Holding such a big thing, it shouldn't be too far away.

Shangshan City, the nearest big city to Xuan Yizong, is at most thousands of miles away.

With the speed of his Jinmang real person, the back and forth can take up to two hours.

I just leaned quietly on the recliner, and slowly waited for him to come back.

Time passed quickly, and the sky darkened in the blink of an eye, and the sunset glow burned the sky red.

Daoist Jin Mang did not come back.

Zhu Jue lay on the chair and thought to himself, wouldn't this old boy really sell his things and run away?

The majestic master of the peak, you can't do this, can you?
The more you think about it, the more evil it becomes, and waiting here and there is not an option.

I still couldn't help but step out of my house, which was almost a pit.

I have to go to Jingxiu Peak first to see if there is any figure of this old boy.

With his footsteps, he walked for a full hour and a half before reaching the front of Xuanyizong's main hall.

Then continue to go up to the fork of the main peaks, and it is completely dark now.

Suddenly found that there seemed to be a lot of people gathered in front of the hall.

On this big night, could it be that the crowd is gathering to suck up the moonlight?
At this time, a group of people suddenly saw that it was Zhu Jue who was coming, and they flocked to him in an instant.

Yingyingyanyan chirped: "Hey, isn't this little pigeon?"

"Where have you been, little Gege, I miss you so much."

"Little Gege, are you also here to see Senior Brother?"

"It's so considerate, I seem to be missed by Xiaogege too."

Surrounded by a large group of people, Zhu Jue couldn't breathe.

At this time, I really miss that woman Lin Yihan, at least she is a very useful personal bodyguard.

With her, at least she still has the right to breathe, so she won't be buried by the body and suffocate to death.

I don't know where she went.

Are these people here to see the elder brother?
He took the initiative to ask: "Eldest brother, do you mean He Xiaotian He senior brother? What's wrong with him?"

"It's Brother He, so you don't know?"

"I'll come, I'll tell Xiao Gege."

"I come!"

"Actually, that's how it is."

"Brother He, he, I don't know why, but he has lost his kung fu!"

Oh, it turned out to be Sangong, I thought...

wait?

what?
Eldest brother has lost his kung fu? !
Zhu Jue suddenly felt his brain buzzing.

(End of this chapter)