"Huaiwei, I have to go back to Jiuzhuang Temple. I'm afraid the aura here won't be able to support what I need to transform into a god."
Mu Nan's tone was calm, neither happy nor sad.
It seems like a farmer, saying some innocuous words to his wife.
He had been anxious, helpless, and lost his mind.
He even wanted to be so reckless.
But Xie Huaiwei stayed by his side, patiently enlightening and discouraging him, and he gradually stabilized.
If you are not well-educated and do some incompetent rage, it will only add to the laughter.
Fairy Shuyun told him about Xuntianjian.
Let him not forget his identity.
He did not understand the profound meaning of Qingtian's hatred, but no matter whether his junior brother was dead or alive, he would find him or kill the enemy with his own hands.
Hiding one's clumsiness, not to mention, means recharging one's energy and waiting for the opportunity when one's strength is insufficient.
The current changes in the world of cultivation can no longer be stopped with passion.
Shen Xingxin, for the past three years, Mu Nan has been practicing with Xie Huaiwei to practice the universe within the sleeves, swallowing the soul stone, expanding the range of the sea of consciousness, in order to step into the realm of divine transformation.
Now, the time has come.
"Let's go, I should also become a god in the near future!"
In the past three years, Xie Huaiwei has become more graceful and plump.
His eyes sparkled with infinite wisdom.
Mu Nan also called out his senior brothers and sisters, thinking of using the power of Jiuzhuang Temple to turn the tide.
But the senior brothers shook their heads helplessly.
Killing a monk is for the sake of the sect's face, killing all the monks in order to rescue the junior brother is to stir up chaos in Zhou Tian.
Jiuzhuang Temple is not contaminated by the cause and effect of all realms, and Mu Nan is not in danger of death.
Fortunately, they are brothers and sisters from the same sect, and they have a friendship with each other, so they can't bear to see the ninth junior brother lose his soul.
Tangxi gave Xie Huaiwei the inheritance to comfort him.
Immortal Tantai gave Xie Huaiwei the right to enter and exit Jiuzhuang Temple.
The only awkward thing is that, in a sense, Mu Nan has become her uncle again.
Jiuzhuang in the Three Realms does not enter the Five Elements!
"Hui Ying, we are back!"
Mu Nan greeted Huang Ying in a relaxed tone, as if he were coming home.
"Senior Brother Ninth came back just in time, and the bamboo rice is ripe, just enough to eat a bowl of fragrant bamboo rice. Master and all the senior brothers and sisters have been waiting for a long time! It's just that the first crop of bamboo rice is missing, so we can't enjoy it as much as we want."
The old man transformed by Huang Ying waved his hands unsteadily, like an old farmer clumsily picking bamboo rice.
He was mumbling something in his mouth.
Xiao Zhuzi jumped out of the spirit beast bag and went to the side to lend a hand.
There is also no need for cultivation, just crawl around like a cat.
"Okay! I'll wait for your rice! Let's see how delicious it is."
After that, Mu Nan and Xie Huaiwei entered the temple hand in hand.
"Brothers and sisters, I'm back!"
Mu Nan waved his hands carelessly, and then bowed respectfully to the statue of Immortal Tantai: "Master, I'm back!"
"Concentrate on becoming a god, don't delay!"
Immortal Tantai appeared from the statue and gently touched Mu Nan's forehead.
The feeling of being in danger three years ago came back again.
Mu Nan hurriedly sat cross-legged, his mind focused on guarding the entrance.
"Master, why don't you let the Ninth Junior Brother eat bamboo rice and turn into a god? You don't need this little skill!"
The leather on the third floor is tight again.
Speech does not go through the brain at all.
"The yield of the first crop of bamboo rice is not high, but it is extremely sweet. If the ninth junior brother eats one bowl, he will lose one! Master must be..."
The third senior brother pointed out Immortal Tantai's intentions directly and stopped mid-sentence.
"Master, I don't like rice."
Xie Huaiwei appears to be more sensible despite her humility.
"What a sensible and good boy!" Tantai Immortal said with emotion: "I know that my master is old and can't eat a few meals of bamboo rice. If I can be polite to my master, he will not treat me badly."
Senior Brother, who has always been quiet, finally couldn't stand it now:
"Master, you are immortal and can live for eternity. How many meals can you afford? Junior Brother Ninth has a miserable life experience. Now that the Xuntian Prison is gone in this world, only Jiuzhuangguan is left with his natal family. Are you still bullying him?"
"What can you do?" Immortal Tantai glanced at him with disdain.
The expression was clearly: I'm like this, what can you do?
If you don’t accept it, come and beat me!
"I want to challenge Master!" The senior brother said with an upright face, "For justice!"
"Uncle, Master, I will take my place..."
Before Xie Huaiwei finished her words of persuasion, Immortal Tantai and the senior brother both disappeared.
"Master! This..." Xie Huaiwei could only look at Tang Xi.
"Elder brother, I don't know what level this is!" Tang Xi pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Xie Huaiwei and continued:
"It's time for Huaiwei to transform into a god."
After that, he took out a pill from his sleeve:
"This is the Linglong Pill, which is what was transformed into the Linglong Pagoda. Taking one pill before transforming into a god can protect the Yin God from being invaded by evil spirits."
The men's monastery turned into a yang god, and the women's monastery turned into a yin god.
The Yang gods are formed by the laws of heaven, and the Yin gods are governed by the rules of the earth. Their essential power is no different.
However, the earth is mixed and fertilized with all things, and there are many evil spirits.
If you are not careful when transforming into a Yin spirit, evil spirits will take the opportunity to enter.
At the least, it disrupts the quality of the Yin Shen and affects subsequent realms; at worst, the cultivation level collapses on the spot, and you will never be able to enter the stage of becoming a god.
This is the fundamental reason why there are so many male cultivators in the world of cultivation, but there are many male cultivators above the stage of becoming a god.
Tang Xishang was still explaining the magical effects of Linglong Pill, when Tantai Immortal and Senior Brother came out.
The eldest brother's nose was bruised and his eyes were swollen, and there were tears in his eye sockets. He looked like he was about to cry.
Immortal Tantai lost two beards.
"There is progress!" Immortal Tantai nodded with satisfaction, and the praise in his words was definitely sincere:
"Fifty percent, two sticks, one meal, not bad, not bad!"
He used 50% of his strength and spent two beards to beat up his senior brother.
At this point, the third floor of the building, who was holding back his words, turned the color of pig liver.
You can’t laugh if you want to, and you can’t do it if you don’t laugh.
As for other senior brothers and sisters, they are much more knowledgeable.
Even if he wanted to laugh, he would turn his back and twitch his body.
Immortal Tantai had quite a bit of criticism about the performance of the third floor, but the second senior brother saw it all and shook his head and said:
"Do you want to practice with Master? Master, do you mind giving him some guidance?"
Immortal Tantai said seriously: "It is my duty!"
"Second Senior Brother!" Dayi from the third floor said solemnly: "I respect Master the most in my life, how could I take action against Master?"
Immortal Tantai's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he nodded with deep understanding, and said in a slightly pleased tone:
"That's right, although Lao Ba has been with my teacher for a few years, he is the most filial and will give up even bamboo and rice to his teacher! You must learn a lot from Lao Ba, and by the way, there is also Huaiwei! Ascetics, pay attention to He is a person who is casual and uncontroversial!”
The person on the third floor was no longer willing and hurriedly interrupted Tantai Immortal:
"Master, this disciple wants to see what stage I have reached and whether I can be half as good as my senior brother!"
The first batch of bamboo rice has nothing to do with filial piety.
Gotta fight!
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