Fight through the heavens

You can search for "Dou Po Zhi Chuan Tian Wanjie Sou Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"It doesn't have to be the case, I am not from Maoshan, and I don't need to be of Maoshan school." Xiao Li waved his hand and said, looking at Wen Cai's constipation-like expression, Xiao Li is not good at bullying honest people.

"Wencai, who's here, noisy, in what manner?"

At this time, a voice full of breath came from the courtyard, and Jiu Shu walked out of the courtyard.

Jiu Shu's appearance is similar to that in the movie, with a face of national character and eyebrows, a face of righteousness, a slightly gray hair, steady feet, and no signs of oldness.

"Brother Yimei." Seeing Uncle Jiu came out, Daoist Qianhe first saluted.

"Junior Brother Qianhe? Why are you here?" Jiu Shu's tone was slightly surprised.

After leaving Maoshan, there were not many brothers who were still in contact with him like him and Dao Master Four Eyes. Uncle Jiu was a little surprised at Dao Master Qianhe's arrival.

Dao Qianhe will briefly talk about the experience along the way. When mentioning the royal zombies, Jiu Shu's face showed a solemn color. Although the strength of the same generation of brothers is different, it is also the length of the cultivation time. It caused it, and it did not create the advantage of crushing. It was not afraid of magic weapons and was invulnerable. It was able to easily defeat the zombies of Qianhe Daochang. Thinking about it, it made people scalp numb.

"I'm here this time, first, I want to disturb my senior for a few days, and second, I want to temporarily store the zombie in Yizhuang." Daoist Qianzuru finally expressed his intention.

"It's okay, fortunately that fellow Taoist killed the zombie in time, otherwise such a zombie will continue to grow, even if it is the big brother and the one from Dragon Tiger Mountain, I'm afraid it can't help it." Jiu Shu frowned, his face serious Said: "Let's go, let's go in first."

In fact, Jiu Shu has some prejudices about Dao Master Qianhe’s transport of zombies and later blocking Xiao Li. Such a terrifying evil should be burned as soon as he sees it. How can he raise a tiger?

"Master, there is another uncle over there," Wen Cai reminded.

"Huh?" Uncle Ji looked around, his eyes finally staying on Xiao Li.

"Brother, I haven't had time to introduce, this is Daoist Xiao Li." Dao Master Qianhe introduced.

Uncle Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then a flash of astonishment flashed across his face. He was obviously surprised at Xiao Li's age and strength, and then looked at Wen Cai with hatred for iron and steel.

His two apprentices, literary talent and Qiusheng, are honest and honest, but they have average talent. Now they don't even enter the threshold of cultivation. Qiusheng has a good talent, but he can't practice quietly, and his strength is average.

This idea just passed away in Jiu Shu's mind. It is a bit unfair to compare Xiao Li, a freak he can't match, to Wencai, and his requirements for literary talent are not particularly high, only hope Wen can be able to. For his retirement, as for inheriting the mantle, Qiusheng's talent is enough.

"Taoist friends are young and promising, it is really embarrassing." Uncle Jiu said with a salute first.

"Where, I'm just a nameless person, but I have long heard of my eyebrows and grew up." Xiao Li said in return.

"Go in first." Uncle Ji glanced at the golden coffin with bronze horns behind Dao Master Qianhe, and said.

The zombies in the golden coffin should have been seriously injured and not completely dead. Uncle Jiu could feel that the zombies in it were slowly recovering.

However, if there is a golden coffin trapped, it is estimated that no accident will happen.

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For the next seven or eight days, Daoist Qianhe and Xiao Li both stayed in Yizhuang, while Wu Shilang and Elder Seventy-one touched their noses, and found a hotel to stay in angrily. The other soldiers Ushered in a rare holiday, since the events of that day, the soldiers' nerves were tense, and it was just this opportunity to take a break.

In a room in Yizhuang, Xiao Li sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed and breathing evenly.

"Huh..." Xiao Li exhaled a long, foul breath, slowly opened his eyes, and there was a handful of white dry powder in his hand.

"The absorption time of this second-order magic core actually only takes ten minutes, but it can provide ten times the energy of the first-order magic core." Xiao Ning exclaimed, which means that using a second-order magic core to practice is more than enough. The first-order magic core practice is twice as fast!

"I don't know if the third-order magic core will be faster than the second-order magic core." Xiao Li thought.

In the past seven or eight days, Xiao Li only went out occasionally. At other times, he tried to portray the talisman and practiced in the room. The streets in the Republic of China period gave him a little freshness in this, just like the Fang market in the mainland of fighting spirit. .

The characterization of the talisman may be due to his increased proficiency. Xiao Li used vindictive energy instead of mana and succeeded without failing many times. Moreover, the materials for the Jiushu Yizhuang talisman were enough. Xiao Li painted every talisman. Some.This is not to say that depicting a talisman is really simple. To portray a talisman requires a high level of concentration and infusion of mana. If you are a beginner, the chance of success is less than one in ten, but Xiao Li directly uses energy to skip this stage. That's it.

However, what is strange is that when he came to Renjia Town, he heard that Grandpa Ren was going to be buried, but now there is not much news.

"If I don't come again, my magic core won't last long..." Xiao Li sighed. He spends about five hours a day on absorbing the magic core, and the second-order magic core consumed in one day reaches the terrifying third. Ten, converted into gold coins, is a huge amount of 60,000, which is equivalent to more than half of the income of the Xiao family a year, and the second-order magic core he obtained has already consumed more than half.

Just when Xiao Li was thinking about it, Wen Cai's shout came from outside the door: "Little Master, Little Master."

"Come in." Xiao Li said flatly.

"Uncle Uncle early." Wencai, wearing a yellow vest, entered the room and said with a smile.

"Well, early, come here so early, what's the matter?" Xiao Li responded with a smile, and even though he had some guesses in his heart, he still asked.

Xiao Li originally didn't want Wencai to call him Shishu, but some old-fashioned Jiushu insisted on calling him so, Xiao Li couldn't help it.

But perhaps because the two are not very different in age (Wencai is only in his twenties), and because Xiao Li does not have the staid personality of Jiu Shu, the two quickly became friends, and Shi Shu became Wencai to him. Nickname.

"Master, Master asked me to ask you to drink foreign tea." Wen Cai said, scratching his head.

"Oh, drink foreign tea? Let's go then." Xiao Li smiled, got up from the bed, put the cold and electricity off, and walked out of the room with Wencai.

"Uncle Master is really diligent. No wonder Master always said that if I have half the hard work of Uncle Master, it will not be like now, Master Uncle, how did you cultivate and how so powerful." Wen Cai said as he walked.

At first, Uncle Jiu said that he didn’t work hard enough, Wencai didn’t take it seriously. It was not until Qiu Sheng, who was apprentice with him, got a distance from him. He didn’t believe that Jiu Shu's words were true. There was a gap, and he hadn't seen how Qiusheng had practiced.

After Xiao Li came to Yizhuang, Wencai was even more shocked, and he learned from Qianhedao's long mouth that Xiao Li's silver spear was a magic weapon!Even the Daoist Qianhe, who worked hard in the capital, did not have a magic weapon. The Jiushu who had cultivated for decades had only a money sword barely counted as a magic weapon. The rarity of the magic weapon was evident.

"Where, Wencai, you have worked hard enough, but you don't have much talent in cultivation, so you are a little bit worse. However, as long as you practice properly, there will always be gains." Xiao Li said truthfully. It’s better not to lie about these things. White lies are sometimes not so beautiful, especially for honest people like Wencai.

"Well, Master, then I'd better be filial to the master, and let Qiu Sheng inherit the mantle..." Wen Cai scratched his head and said honestly.

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