After Meng Chuan's earnest words and eloquent persuasion, the little boy finally accepted the fact that the cub of the ancient ferocious beast could not compare with even one of his leg hairs.
"So I'm already this powerful?" the little one murmured to himself.
"Then how far am I from Uncle Meng?" the little one asked expectantly.
"What I'm saying is that your current combat power still has potential, and your realm has not yet broken through. Of course, you are still far away from me."
Meng Chuan flicked the little one's forehead to see what was going on in his little head.
"Oh, that's right." The little boy nodded in confusion. It seemed that he was still a little bit behind Uncle Meng.
"Uncle Meng, what kind of training should I do?" Little Boy asked with his head held high.
At this moment, he deeply felt that the three hundred thousand miles of wilderness road was not worthy of his status!
"How about the three million miles of wilderness?" Meng Chuan said with a smile.
"Ah?" The little one opened his mouth and rolled his eyes, "Three million miles, how long do I have to go before I can return to Shicun?"
"Uncle Meng has just come back. I still want to stay with Uncle Meng for a while. Three million miles is too far."
The little one hugged Meng Chuan's legs and started playing the emotional card.
Really very smart.
"You are the only one who can say it." Meng Chuan touched the little boy's head.
"Of course I won't let you walk three million miles. As for your training, listen to Liu Shen first and go to the wilderness and walk three hundred thousand miles."
"When you come back, I will make some arrangements for you, and then you can enter the next realm."
"Don't worry, after you come back, the training I will arrange for you will be very short, it will only take a few days."
Meng Chuan has his own thoughts about the little one's cultivation.
The 300,000-mile wilderness road is necessary. This section of the road can teach little ones a lot.
Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with the enemy.
In this process, there are harsh natural environments, various inherently dangerous places, and ferocious beasts that may pounce at any time, and even people with malicious intentions.
It will make the little one grow up a lot.
If the true blood medicine is the baptism and enhancement of potential, then such a period of training is the sublimation of will and the improvement of experience.
The little one squeezed into Meng Chuan's arms again, "Uncle Meng, will your trip go smoothly and safely?"
"Moreover, Uncle Kunpeng and Meng were so miserable a month ago that he turned into a rain of light and disappeared without leaving even ashes."
"Snapped!"
Meng Chuan slapped the little one on the butt again.
What does it mean to not even leave ashes behind?
Shuzi!
When you pass the shelf life, Uncle Meng will definitely take good care of you.
"It's okay to go out this time." Meng Chuan was a little lost.
"I have shocked the divine envoys, seen the will of heaven, fought against the ancient Buddha, approached the great road, discussed the Tao with the emperor, and participated in the meeting of the immortals."
"He was also chopped with a murder weapon."
There was a kind of emotion in Meng Chuan's tone, it was really a rich experience.
"Uncle Meng is so awesome!" The little one's big eyes were bright, with a look of yearning and admiration.
"Can someone with a cultivation level in the Formation Realm also be able to do this?" Liu Shen said quietly.
"Are you trying to undermine me?" Meng Chuan sent a message to Liu Shen, but Liu Shen didn't reply.
"Liu Shen, listen to my advice, don't learn some bad habits from the little one, learn more from me."
"When you see a talented person, you always think about him, do you understand?"
Liu Shen still ignored Meng Chuan's teachings.
This made Meng Chuan feel very regretful.
This willow tree is hopeless.
When the little boy heard Liu Shen's words, he also reacted slightly.
"Uncle Meng, can the monks on the left and right of the Formation Realm be called divine envoys, gods, ancient Buddhas, emperors, and immortals?"
The little boy asked, blinking his eyes.
Meng Chuan was numb.
Go out and ask around, which array realm dares to call itself that?
But Meng Chuan couldn't explain it to the little one, because he was just a little kid.
"As for the Array Realm, it's still a few hundred million points away from these titles. You have to work hard in the future to get such a title."
"Then what will I be called in the future?" The little one murmured to himself, fast forwarding to the stage of what his external name should be in the future.
"Let's just say I love eating animal milk." Meng Chuan replied smoothly.
The little boy jumped up and looked at Meng Chuan, "I just picked this up a few days ago. How does Uncle Meng know my name in the Virtual God Realm!"
"..."
Sure enough, everything is destined.
At this time, everyone in the village noticed Meng Chuan's figure and gathered around him.
"It's gratifying that Mr. Yuan has returned safely." Shi Yunfeng was full of energy, with bright eyes and a bright smile.
"Haha, I missed Shicun very much when I left." Meng Chuan said with a smile. It was indeed a happy thing to see this group of simple people again.
"I would also like to congratulate the clan leader for his recovery from his injuries and his cultivation to a higher level."
Meng Chuan could tell Shi Yunfeng's state at a glance.
The old ailments on the old patriarch's body have disappeared, and his cultivation has reached a higher level, reaching the advanced realm of the Cave Heaven Realm.
Shi Yunfeng used to be a monk in the Cave Heaven Realm. Unfortunately, he encountered some changes and was unable to use his power. His life was even in danger.
Now he has recovered and is getting better.
Then Meng Chuan looked at all the people in Shicun, the smile on his face was a little thicker, and he nodded.
"Everyone is very nice and works hard."
Except for Shi Yunfeng, everyone in the village has changed more or less.
Shi Qingfeng's grandfather was already close to his life expectancy, but after Meng Chuan's treatment, he was able to live for more than ten years.
During this period, he also used the resources of Shicun to successfully take a crucial step, successfully entering the inscription realm from the transformed spirit.
It's time to become a marquis.
His talent was not bad to begin with. If he had not been injured and was exiled to the second ancestral land, he might have become a marquis on his own.
There are too many top-notch treasures in Shicun, which have a great guiding effect on the monks' practice in the inscription realm.
As for the adults in the village, they had only entered the Blood Moving Realm not long before Meng Chuan left. Of course, they would not have been able to enter the Cave Heaven Realm again during the time Meng Chuan left.
It's just that everyone's Qi and blood have greatly increased, their strength has become much stronger, and their progress in the blood-moving realm has also been rapid.
At the same time, more adults have entered the blood-moving realm and embarked on the path of cultivation.
There are young men and women.
There are also those children, there are already older children who have entered the blood moving realm for the first time, and other children have also gained a fairly deep understanding of bone inscriptions.
Although there is no shortage of wealthy couples, even if they are all top-notch, the overall progress of Shicun is relatively obvious, and it can already be said to be a village of cultivation.
Not counting Meng Chuan and Liu Shen, Shicun now also has an inscription (Shi Qingfeng's grandfather), a transformed spirit (Green Scaled Eagle), a cave sky (Shi Yunfeng), and many Blood-moving Realm clan members.
Such strength is enough to gain a foothold anywhere in the Stone Kingdom.
If Maoqiu, the little monkey after Zhu Yan's nirvana, recovers, Ishimura will become a behemoth in an instant.
It's just that this huge thing is top-heavy and light-footed.
"Mr. Yuan's kindness will never be forgotten by Shi Cun." Shi Yunfeng said solemnly.
Without Mr. Yuan, there would be no Shicun today.
Mr. Yuan and Liu Shen are their patron saints and guides!
"Chief, you don't treat me as a member of Shicun!" Meng Chuan said with a smile.
"Hahaha, old man, I made a mistake." Shi Yunfeng also laughed.
"Mr. Yuan is naturally from Shicun, and Shicun is also Mr. Yuan's home."
"We are all a family!" The little one jumped on Meng Chuan's back, hugged Meng Chuan's neck and said loudly.
"Why do you smell so much like milk, little one? Did you drink animal milk again just now?" Meng Chuan shouted.
"I don't. The little one is five years old and doesn't drink animal milk anymore!" The little one blushed and defended:
"Uncle Meng, you are evil. You insulted people right after you came back!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Shy, shy, shy."
"Five-year-old without breastfeeding, chasing sparrows, little Haohao!"
The entire village was filled with laughter, and the air was filled with joy.
