i have a monster ranch

Uncle Jiu froze, turned his head and asked, "What do you think this is?"

"Space ring, by the way, uncle, this is for you. It's only one hundred cubic meters. Don't dislike it."

Uncle Jiu was a little dazed, he didn't know how to answer these words at all, he didn't even understand the number of Xumi space, so he had no right to dislike it.

Well, even if his master Han Qing came, he didn't have the right to dislike him.

However, this was not the biggest reason for his shock.

He knew that Zhang Ziyu had the number of Sumeru Spaces. After all, did his nephew take out a big bone sword more than one meter long, and there were strange things, how could he hide without the Sumeru Space? many.

However, he always thought that Zhang Ziyu had some kind of fortuitous encounter and obtained the teaching method or legacy of the senior who didn't know how long ago.

Therefore, he has never deliberately asked, and even deliberately helped him cover up the news.

But now, what did he hear? !

To be honest, this kid was able to refine the interspatial ring. This talent and ability was beyond his expectations. His nephew is too powerful to be able to handle it.

"You kid is really a monster."

Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of approval, but he pushed the ring away with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "But I can't bear this thing. As a master, I haven't given you much, but I've been benefited by you time and time again." , I am ashamed."

Uncle Jiu is not Simu, nor is he Master Zhang Ziyu. He has principles in his heart and cannot ask for such a precious gift.

I am afraid that the refining of space ring is not as difficult as treasure weapon, maybe it is comparable to spiritual weapon, so I am determined not to ask for things from this good nephew for nothing.

Uncle Jiu had already made up his mind, but Zhang Ziyu did something that left him dumbfounded.

"Master, don't worry, it's wholesale goods, it's a bit more expensive for outsiders, but it's nothing for us."

Zhang Ziyu grabbed a handful of interspatial rings, some of them were of white cube level, some of them were of ten cubic level, and the total number was no less than two hundred.

Although the drop probability of the space spar (small) is not high, it is still quite powerful after a month. After three or four drops, Zhang Ziyu can naturally refine more space rings.

"Is this all made by you?"

"That's right, there are only [-] or [-] ones of the hundred cubic level, and they are going to be given to Shizu, Shifu and a few uncles. You really don't want it, uncle, but don't be the only one who doesn't have it in the end."

"Snapped"

Zhang Ziyu was gloating, Uncle Nine gave him a slap on the back of the head, waited for Zhang Ziyu to take a look, and said: "Yes, you are such a rich man, don't let it go, Rong'er, you can choose one too."

Seeing Huang Rong sniggering, Uncle Jiu asked the girl to fight the local tyrants and divide the land.

My nephew has already said that, how can I shirk it?

At the time of co-authoring, Simu, Xu Fa, Qian Kai, Qianhe, and Cane Gu will all have them, but he is the only one who is lofty and has no space ring in his eyes. How embarrassing is that?

"Hey, Uncle, there's no need for that, Rong'er and I are at the thousand cubic level, don't need to choose, just prepare."

Huang Rong smiled when she heard this, and said crisply, "Thank you Brother Yu."

Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them, smiled and shook his head, like an old father, this kid is really clever, if he knew this back then, why would Mei Lian...
When Uncle Jiu thought of those years, of course it was only a fleeting moment. He was already old, who really thought about so many things?

Not everyone is the master of Zhentan next door, who thinks that home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers every day.

"Ziyu, what's your plan for the blessed land and caves you're talking about?"

When Uncle Jiu saw the space ring, he had vaguely guessed some of Zhang Ziyu's thoughts, but he was in the blind zone of his knowledge, so he really didn't know the complete idea.

Zhang Ziyu said solemnly: "I can use the Sumeru method outside of this refining tool, and I can expand the inner range of Huayang Cave by more than tens or hundreds of times. It can accumulate spiritual energy and become a blessed place."

Although it was just an idea, seeing Zhang Ziyu's appearance, it was obvious that he had a lot of confidence.

This is a good thing, for this sect, it is a great thing, especially for Maoshan and Zhang Ziyu's new new era technique.

The combination of the two will not only keep Maoshan from declining, but may even develop in the Dharma-ending era.

Uncle Jiu knew the benefits, but looking at Zhang Ziyu, he said seriously: "You have given too much to Maoshan."

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

Zhang Ziyu was a little confused, and asked aloud.

Uncle Jiu said earnestly: "Your master can afford these things, but Maoshan can't afford them. What Maoshan gives you is far less than these things."

Simu is from Maoshan, but it doesn't mean that Simu saved Zhang Ziyu's life. Passing on his skills is equivalent to Maoshan's grace.

Uncle Jiu can understand clearly, and so can Maoshan's lineage.

For the cultivation of disciples, Maoshan is attentive, but the same is true for the vast majority of disciples.

For Zhang Ziyu, even if he gave Maoshan all the classics, compared with what Zhang Ziyu had brought out one after another, it began to seem a bit insufficient.

"Uncle, I am from Maoshan, and my master is also from Maoshan. You uncles who have helped me are also disciples of Maoshan. These things are really nothing to me."

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Love is love, and fairness is fair. If you give it to me, if you have it, Maoshan wants it. Then my Maoshan is still a place for cultivating Taoism, let alone a den of robbers."

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

Uncle Jiu said: "The next generation will be the head teacher, but my generation will not succeed, but you are more suitable to be in charge of Maoshan than me and senior brother."

Master Hanqing's idea of ​​letting Zhang Ziyu be the next generation master teacher has never been discussed with Uncle Jiu and the others. What Uncle Jiu said right now is from the bottom of his heart.

He never wanted to compete for the position of head teacher, but the senior brother didn't believe it, and many senior brothers also supported him, not the senior senior brother, so the relationship between the two was awkward.

But it was all these years of friction that made him realize a problem, that is, he could not retreat.

Because the elder brother's personality is too vengeful and harsh, becoming the head teacher of Maoshan may not be a good thing for the whole sect.

"Uncle, the thing about being the head teacher, the ancestor has already told me, that... Didn't he tell you?"

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Lin Jiushi was in a daze!
"What did you say?"

"It's the matter of the next generation's head teacher. The ancestors have appointed me by default."

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The embarrassing atmosphere gradually spread, and Uncle Jiu's complexion darkened visibly with the naked eye. Why don't you say such an important thing sooner? Look at me making a fool of yourself!

Good boy, I haven't seen you in a while, very skinny!
The atmosphere gradually turned cold, and Uncle Jiu's expression gradually became grim in embarrassment.

"Ziyu"

"Uncle, I have something to do with Rong'er, let's go first, see you next time!"

Zhang Ziyu took Huang Rong's hand and walked straight out, and then he was about to use Apparatus, and his figure disappeared immediately.

As soon as Zhang Ziyu left, Uncle Jiu's dark face disappeared immediately, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, brat. But it's the best for Master and the others to think this way. Neither I nor senior brother are suitable. This kid is the most suitable. In this way most."

Uncle Jiu himself was also relieved, at least he didn't have to argue so much, and he and the elder brother should be able to relax a bit.

"This kid runs fast. It's a matter of the Taiping Sect. Forget it, let's talk about it next time we meet. Anyway, there is not much progress. Sigh, in the autumn of troubled times, only a person like this kid can turn the tide."