Wei Dabao had been following Chen Yuantong for the longest time, and he vaguely knew what Chen Yuantong was thinking, and guessed that the master might have given up on this little junior brother.
In the past three months, Yang Kun has been busy with his spiritual practice. He is always busy in his spare time. He is willing to help others and is honest. Everyone likes him. Living in loneliness in the mountains, Chen Yuting, who has always been arrogant, suddenly has a friend.
My playmates who are similar in age, even though they scold me all the time on the surface, they are also a little happy in my heart.
Wei Dabao frowned, stepped forward to help Yang Kun up, and said: "Junior brother, Master is just angry for a moment, it doesn't matter, as long as you practice diligently, you will be recognized by him sooner or later.
Yang Kun felt ashamed, nodded repeatedly, and worked harder and harder from then on.
He went up the mountain to chop bamboo with Chen Yuting every morning. Now with the help of a trace of immortal energy in his body, Yang Kun could cut off a piece of jade bamboo with just two swords, leaving Chen Yuting stunned for a moment.
I thought to myself that this junior brother is really a weirdo. Although he is not good at cultivating immortal energy, his actual ability is not small.
However, people who cultivate immortality are not people who practice martial arts. They not only want to strengthen their bodies, but also if they cannot improve their internal strength, they will not achieve much results.
From that time on, Chen Yuantong ignored Yang Kun. Wei Dabao even asked him about his practice several times at the beginning. However, as time went by, Yang Kun's progress was slow and slow. In the end,
Wei Dabao was also discouraged and stopped asking him.
Yang Kun himself didn't care. He knew that his qualifications were not good, but when he wanted to avenge his grandfather, his heart became hot and he persisted. Although the training along the way was extremely difficult, he had a very persistent and strong temperament.
, and still managed to hold on.
He lived in a secluded place, chopping bamboo during the day, and practicing the Immortal Sword Art at night. It took him two years, and his Immortal Yuan Qi finally reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and he faced his first bottleneck.
However, no one at Zhuxian Peak cares about his cultivation anymore, so he plans to quietly break through the bottleneck.
Whenever the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect break through the bottleneck, the masters will prepare a Tribulation Elimination Pill for their disciples.
But how could Yang Kun have the nerve to ask Chen Yuantong for the Tribulation Pill now? Even if he had the nerve to ask for it, Chen Yuantong might not really give it to him.
"What should I do?" Yang Kun was lying on the bed, thinking over and over again.
Suddenly, a chill came over him, and Yang Kun suddenly sat up and found that the ring on his chest was emitting a faint green light.
"Huh?"
In fact, ever since Yang Kun started practicing Immortal Energy, he had vaguely felt that the ring had energy fluctuations, but he always thought it was an illusion, so he didn't pay attention. Unexpectedly, the ring started to glow.
"It seems like this ring is really weird!"
Yang Kun took off the ring, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
Suddenly, a space appeared in front of him, filled with all kinds of things, including a huge sickle, a lot of food, and what was even more rare, there were many rare and rare herbs.
Surprised, the space disappeared. Yang Kun looked back, looked at the ring in his hand, and said blankly: "No, could the space just now be the space of this ring?"
In order to verify his idea, Yang Kun looked at the ring again. Soon, he saw the space again, and without thinking much, he directly took out a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.