"My great-uncle? Of course my great-uncle is my uncle's wife." Chen Dasheng couldn't help being happy when he heard this, "She is from the Xuannv Sect, but she has passed away, and the Xuannv Sect has lost its inheritance. You are here to take care of it." The incense continues, so you should understand the heavy burden on you."
"In other words, I am now a disciple of Xuannv Sect?" Liu Xiaomin asked.
"Of course!" Chen Dasheng nodded and said with a smile, "If you learn my uncle's martial arts, of course you will be considered a disciple of the Xuannv Sect. My uncle's surname is Shen Huixin, and I will accept her as a disciple on her behalf. You must remember your master's name."
"Shen Huixin?" Liu Xiaomin muttered to herself, and then asked, "Am I the only one from the Xuannv Sect?"
"Maybe there are more!"
Chen Dasheng laughed. After all, he had just passed the Xuannv Jue to Liu Yunshi a few days ago. At least, the Xuannv Sect now had two disciples.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if he does it or not!" Liu Xiaomin didn't care too much, "Anyway, I have a great master like you to protect me. If I break into something in the future, I will be responsible for you!"
"Ha, what can you do with your skills like this?" Chen Dasheng smiled cheerfully, "I'll find some martial arts skills for you in two days. You have the internal energy now, but it's just that you have more strength. Learn martial arts. You have to cultivate both internally and externally.”
"Then I want swordsmanship and Qinggong!" Liu Xiaomin thought for a while and said.
"Yes, Teacher Liu!"
Chen Dasheng pretended to be serious and agreed. There was a living treasure living at home, and martial arts skills were not as precious as mental skills. Is it not easy to master two skills?
"Why are you so good?" Liu Xiaomin looked at Chen Dasheng with a smile on his face.
"I'm afraid you'll punish me for copying English words!" Chen Dasheng laughed.
"loquacious!"
Liu Xiaomin gave Chen Dasheng a big roll of his eyes, but his eyes were full of smiles.
Chen Dasheng took out two bottles from his pocket and handed them to Liu Xiaomin.
"Well?"
Liu Xiaomin looked at the jade bottle in Chen Dasheng's hand, and then looked up at Chen Dasheng doubtfully.
Chen Dasheng said, "This is the Yuanli Pill you asked me to keep for you, and now it's returned to you."
"Isn't it just one bottle?" Liu Xiaomin became even more confused after hearing this.
When the three of them divided the spoils before, no one had only one bottle, but now Chen Dasheng gave her two bottles. The value actually increased.
"Take it!" Chen Dasheng took Liu Xiaomin's hand and placed the elixir bottle in her palm without explaining too much, "These are elementary elixirs, just suitable for your level, but they can't be used too much." Take it. Just take one pill in the next half month. If you take more, it will be of no benefit and will be a waste. When your level improves and you feel that you can easily withstand the power of the medicine, you can increase the dosage."
Liu Xiaomin nodded. She thought Chen Dasheng had given his share to her, and couldn't help but feel a little sweet in her heart. She didn't even open the bottle cap to check, but put it directly into her pocket.
"These pills are enough for you to use for a while. In a few days, I may have to go out for a while, so don't miss me!" Chen Dasheng said with a smile.
"Are you going to skip class again?" Liu Xiaomin looked at Chen Dasheng speechlessly. Now she no longer had the desire to persuade Chen Dasheng.
"Why are you skipping class? I have something serious to do." Chen Dasheng shook his head, but he did not tell Liu Xiaomin that he was going to see another world.
Liu Xiaomin hesitated to speak. How could someone like Chen Dasheng stay at school and waste time with peace of mind?
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After spending two days in the villa, he successfully taught the exercises to Liu Xiaomin. Early the next morning, Liu Xiaomin got up early and went to school. Chen Dasheng didn't get up until after ten o'clock. He locked the door of the villa and returned to the sisters' house.
As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, Chen Dasheng felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Besides Nangong Mu, there were a few more people in the courtyard.
"Big win dad!"
Xiaocao was playing with water at the faucet in the corner of the courtyard. When she saw Chen Dasheng come in, she immediately ran over excitedly and hugged Chen Dasheng's legs.
"Xiaocao, your hands are so wet, who asked you to play with water?" Chen Dasheng picked up Xiaocao and said with a reproachful look on his face.
Xiaocao pouted, "No one plays with me, so I play by myself. Dad Dasheng, where have you been these days?"
"Dasheng's father went out for a while!" Chen Dasheng scratched Xiaocao's nose and turned to look into the courtyard.
Sitting at the stone table with Nangong Mu were two old men and a bald monk, wearing a washed white monk's robe, but half of his face was covered by a mask, which looked a bit different.
When his eyes fell on another old man, the expression on Chen Dasheng's face became a little strange. That person was none other than Yang Huairen, the leader of the Shenhuo Cult who he had met not long ago in the mountains of western Hunan.
The moment Chen Dasheng came in, the eyes of the three old men were all focused on Chen Dasheng. Nangong Mu waved to Chen Dasheng, "Boy, come here and see Master Yang and Master Kurong."
What are these two people doing here? Could it be that they are causing trouble for themselves? Chen Dasheng muttered in his heart, but he was not afraid. Although Yang Huairen and Zen Master Kurong were both innate martial sects, Chen Dasheng had that confidence. Even if these two people joined forces, with his current
Even his strength can knock them down, not to mention that Nangong Mu is not an easy person.
After walking over with Xiaocao in his arms, Chen Dasheng's eyes fell on the two old men. He didn't know what the purpose of these two people was. He didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.
"We have known each other for a long time!" Yang Huairen looked up at Chen Dasheng and smiled calmly, breaking the awkwardness.
The old monk stood up and looked at Chen Dasheng's Amitabha Buddha, "Old monk is proud, my little friend is polite!"
Chen Dasheng politely returned the greeting and looked at Zen Master Kurong. The old monk was not tall, and could even be said to be a bit short, probably less than 1.6 meters tall. His voice sounded quite kind.
However, he wears half an evil ghost mask on his face, which makes him look a little weird.
Legend has it that Zen Master Kurong practiced Kurong Zen Kungfu and half of his face was ruined. Because that half of his face was very ugly, he covered it with a mask all year round. It turned out to be like this when I saw it today, but I don’t know how ugly the half of the face covered by the mask was.
To what extent.
Just out of curiosity, Chen Dasheng didn't use his spiritual sense to explore to avoid scaring himself. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Nangong Mu pulled Chen Dasheng and said, "Don't worry, they are here to congratulate you on your innate achievement."
"Well?"
After being pulled by Nangong Mu to sit down, Chen Dasheng was stunned and looked at Nangong Mu with some resentment.
Nangong Mu said, "I didn't say anything. God knows how they knew."
Chen Dasheng was speechless. If the old man hadn't spread the word, would these two people still be in the dark?
Zen Master Kurong said, "I, Kufeng Chanyuan, had some misunderstandings with my friends before. I hope you don't mind me. I am very happy to have added a martial arts master to my country in the past few decades."
As for reaching out and not hitting the smiling man, Chen Dasheng put the grass on the ground and said, "It doesn't matter, I didn't suffer any loss. I just wonder how the two seniors of your sect are injured now?"
"My dear friend, I'm worried about you, but I've already made a full recovery." Kurong said.
"Now that you're here, don't be so polite. It's rare for us to get together. Boy, bring out two bottles of your wine to entertain the guests." Nangong Mu said cheerfully.
"I……"
This old man really knew how to pick the right moment. Chen Dasheng almost choked to death and scolded Nangong Mu half to death in his heart. However, these two people were of noble status. The Xiantian Wuzong came to the door in person and made it clear that they wanted to congratulate him. If he didn't
Bringing some nice things out to entertain people would be a loss of dignity.
The Vulcan Brew no longer had much effect, and Chen Dasheng didn't have the same treasure as before. Although he was still a little reluctant to part with it, he still took out two bottles and asked Xiaocao to ask Lu Qiaoer to make some appetizing dishes to go with the wine.
With wine and food, Chen Dasheng's mentality changed after he broke through the Wuzong. The past grievances were slowly put aside, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.
"What a good wine!" Yang Huairen smacked his mouth, stared at the bright red wine in the glass, and said with some regret, "It's a pity that Danba is not here, otherwise we would be considered complete."
"Danba? He is reluctant to leave his Putra Palace!" Zen Master Kurong shook his head.
