"The demons and ghosts leave quickly, the demons and ghosts leave quickly..."
"Why is there no response? Is my posture wrong?"
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From early morning to noon, two hours passed. Watching the handsome young man in the yard holding a gecko, jumping and babbling, Uncle Jiu came to see him a few times, and his look of looking at an idiot became more intense. .
"Have you put too much pressure on this kid recently?" Uncle Jiu murmured. When he saw Su Qi trying to chew the gecko in his hand with his teeth, he couldn't bear it anymore and directly rewarded him with a big pussy. pocket.
Snapped!
When he was feeling dizzy, Su Qi, who had not yet grown up, raised his head in confusion and saw his master looking at him with a displeased look on his face. Even though they had seen each other for two years, Su Qi still looked at him. I sighed in my heart, this is Uncle Jiu who is still alive!
Time travel?
That's right!
I remember when I was holding a tablet on the toilet, reading The Adventures of Jackie Chan, and just when I typed "Yeh Qing Hui", a white light flashed, and I instantly passed through the toilet.
In the blink of an eye, he squatted in the field with the same posture. Before he could wipe his butt, he saw an Ah Piao coming with a smile, two lines of blood and tears, scarlet eyes, and the rotten face, which directly cured Su Qi's condition. constipate.
Fortunately, a Taoist holding a mahogany sword descended from the sky. Three strikes, five divided by two, Ah Piao disappeared, and Su Qi was naturally saved. Later, he found out that this was Uncle Jiu, and this was already another world.
Since then, in addition to Uncle Jiu, there has been an additional young man in Renjiazhen Yizhuang.
Perhaps due to time travel, Su Qi went directly back to when he was thirteen years old.
This body has become younger and has superior qualifications for cultivation. Otherwise, Uncle Jiu would have brought him to the town instead of accepting him as a disciple.
Seeing that his apprentice was still in a daze, Uncle Jiu's expression became more and more unkind. Recently, this boy got the gecko from nowhere, and he started to become dazed. A lot of things in Yi Zhuang have been harmed.
Beautiful name, test!
Oh, half of the rice bowl of the janitor, Old Huang, was broken. If he hadn't been protecting him, he might have lost his job.
According to Jiu Shu's Yin Shen realm cultivation, how could he not know the huge power contained in this gecko stem? Unfortunately, Su Qi couldn't use it at all.
The master would naturally not seize the apprentice's opportunity and ignore the gecko. Uncle Jiu saw that he was about to take action again. Su Qi quickly took a few steps back and said with an apologetic smile:
"I haven't relaxed recently. I have memorized all the scriptures that I should memorize, and I will really build the foundation soon. However, why are you more stressed than me?"
"Don't worry, I have laid the foundation for two years. If this foundation building fails, then I..."
The way Su Qi patted his chest made Uncle Jiu angry: "If it doesn't succeed, what can you do?"
"What if it doesn't succeed?" Hearing this, Su Qi was actually a little uneasy. Building a foundation for a hundred days is the first step in cultivating the Tao. Not everyone can survive it smoothly. It can range from serious damage to vitality to death. Of course, , as Uncle Jiu's apprentice and a person on Maoshan's famous list, Su Qi said that the thigh he held was very thick.
Looking at the way his apprentice looked at him, Uncle Ninth was a little speechless. This was his first time taking on a disciple. He had no experience helping people build foundations for a hundred days. This little guy was counting on himself, so he just hoped he wouldn't cry when the time came.
"Let's go, Yubu gets on the pile. You are fifteen years old. Let's sharpen the foundation again. Choose a day and start building the foundation!"
Lifting Su Qi, he threw the opponent directly onto the wooden stake. When Taoist priests go out to slay demons, they don't just rely on spells. They also need to practice their physical bodies.
The gecko in his arms fell, and Lao Huang, who had been spying on it for a long time, jumped out instantly. As if to avenge his rice bowl, he grunted twice, bit the gecko, and ran towards the depths of Yizhuang. .
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In the past two years since Su Qi came to Yizhuang, there has also been an old yellow dog. This was adopted by him by chance. He is also lonely. This old yellow dog is equivalent to a human being of eighty or ninety years old, but he is still strong and strong. Known as the dog king of Renjia Town, he chews a pot of stick bones every day.
It should be said that he really deserves to be a dog nourished by Taoism. Su Qi watched Lao Huang competing with the gecko, chuckled, and jumped to the roof.
The sky was filled with stars, and under the quiet starry sky, the chirping of insects continued. Su Qi looked up at the stars, with longing for this vast world in his eyes, and of course, there was also a trace of nostalgia.
"The night sky of this era is at least much more beautiful than that of later generations, although there are a lot more monsters and monsters!"
With a murmured voice, Su Qi had once longed for the world of Xianxia, but he really didn't expect that the God of Destiny would really remember him. Perhaps with a wave of his hand, he came to this world.
It has been two years. Compared to the panic he felt at the beginning, Su Qi is now used to it.
With Uncle Jiu, the Master of All Realms, and Golden Finger, who has finally been loaded recently, Su Qi may have found a glimmer of warmth in this era.
Yes, Goldfinger, as a time traveler, how could he not click on the things at the bottom of the box?
A stop-motion comic book appeared in my mind and just floated there, as if it had remained unchanged forever. However, a comic book contained a terrifying world.
The Holy Lord, the Eight Demons, the Ghost Corps, the History Book of Time, etc., I don’t know how powerful they are to materialize this world and turn it into a comic book.
The moment the book appeared, Su Qi understood its function, fishing in the world!
There are various strange items on each picture page, as small as a teacup, as large as twelve talismans, and even history books, etc., which can all be fished out.
White, blue, red, purple, four-color fishing lines can enter the world of comics to fish out items.
The higher the level of the item, the higher the level of fishing line required. Su Qi can currently use white fishing line. Each time you fish with white fishing line, you need to spend 50 source points.
As for what the source point is, Su Qi looked at the vast world. The existence hidden under the dark curtain was the source of resources.
By killing zombies, ghosts, monsters, etc., you can obtain source points. Use the source points to turn into fishing lines and stretch them into the comic pages to retrieve the contents. Of course, living creatures cannot be fished out.
Otherwise, Su Qi couldn't imagine what it would be like to have Uncle Long popping out of his head.
Twelve talismans, masks of the Ghost Corps, history books of time, etc.
Seeing Su Qi drooling, it was a pity that he couldn't catch any of these. The resistance was quite big. A few days ago, he and Uncle Jiu killed a black zombie. At the last moment, he snatched the head and got 100 sources. point.
Using 50 source points, it turned into a white fishing rod. I originally wanted to fish out Dad's magic book, but I missed it and directly fished out the gecko.
This can be regarded as a loss and a gain in the east, but the joy has not lasted long. According to Uncle Jiu's wishes, it cannot be used without the matching spell.
At this point, Su Qi finally understood why the white fishing line can explode blue equipment but cannot be used. Isn't it no different from trash?
He was happy to let Lao Huang use it as a teething stick. Seeing that he still had 50 Source Points left, Su Qi couldn't hold himself back. He sat up straight again, his body sitting still and doing the exercises, and his mind came to the comic book again.
A little spirit figure appeared in his mind, holding a white fishing rod with a winding fishing line that began to fall towards one of the pages of the comic.
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