The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 142

Twelve hours a day.

Meditate from Haishi to the end of Yinshi, do physical exercise from Maoshi to Sishi, practice knives from noon to Shenshi, and feed spirit beasts and train them from Youshi to Xushi.

The two maidservants - one named Lingchuan and the other named Lingbao, were amazed at Jian Baisan's ruthlessness.

Lingbao once said: "I thought that little...Miss Xue is already self-disciplined enough, and there is time to drink tea and study. Master Jian is practicing all day long..."

Lingchuan said in a low voice: "The land of the fairy family, keep your mouth shut! Don't talk nonsense!"

Jian Baisan is outside the house trying to use rhubarb's innate skills, what moves and angles can be used to shoot the knife under the cover of the thunder light without being discovered, the spiritual sense is released externally, and he is helpless.

Under the brilliant thunder in the backyard, Jian Baisan made a move to piercing the cloud, and Jian Huanyang, who was watching from a distance, said: "No, it's too slow."

When Rhubarb's talents were used up, Jian Baisan imitated and tried again.

After Da Hong and Xiao Hong's anxiety reached Jian Baisan's mind, she finished cooking the fish in the kitchen and stuffed vegetables and rice noodles into her stomach.

And Xue Huai'er, another protagonist in the courtyard, has been in seclusion and has not come out, waiting for the preliminary competition on March [-]th.

March thirteenth.

The Lingbao who came out to buy was stopped by two people.

The two people who stopped her were dressed as servants, their faces were raw and tender, and they looked less than twenty.

"Sister!" One of the servants folded his hands in his sleeves and stopped her, "We are new here, the master asked us to buy these things, where should we buy them?"

Lingbao is not as thoughtful as Lingchuan. Hearing this, he said enthusiastically: "Go down the small road to the south, there is a big square, and there is a small kiosk next to it. You can register with a sign and you can go down the mountain. However, each time is limited. Don't miss it, or the flying spirit beast will come back."

"I heard that monks eat differently from ordinary people. I would like to ask your master, how much food do you usually eat a day?"

He kept his fist in one hand as he spoke.

Lingbao was quite embarrassed, but still replied: "It's only twenty catties. I can't say anything about the rest."

While the two were talking, the other was exerting strength.

Standing beside Lingbao, he pulled a small caterpillar with a strange posture with a thin thread between his fingers, and got into it from the bottom of the vegetable basket.

If you look closely, you can see that its back is densely covered with a thin layer of green grass, and one of the grasses is particularly long, running through its abdomen.

As the caterpillar squirmed, it touched the green vegetables next to it, and turned into a bunch of exactly the same green vegetables.

There was a slight chewing sound, and looking again, there was only a bunch of green vegetables left.

Seeing that the two of them still hadn't left, Lingbao wondered, "Is there anything else you two need to do?
"It's okay, it's okay." The two looked at each other and hurriedly said goodbye to her.

When Lingbao walked away, the questioner spread his palm, revealing an almost identical caterpillar.

The only difference is that this caterpillar is bigger and fatter.

"After following for so many days, I realized that Jian Baisan still eats every day!"

"I didn't expect it to be so simple. Those filthy things pollute the internal organs. If you ask me, Jian Baisan doesn't look like a monk at all."

"The grass-dwelling female worm bred by Senior Brother Zou is really a good thing..."

"When Jian Baisan eats the larvae, we will cut off the umbilical cord between the female worm and the larvae, and the larvae will die. Once it dies, the contents inside are enough to make Jian Baisan faint!"

"Brother Zou's move is really high!"

"However, Senior Brother Zou knew yesterday that Jian Baisan must only eat other things instead of the fish in it?"

"Simple! Didn't she bring a dog with her? It might be her spirit beast. Spirit beasts generally have the same food every day. People are not, Senior Brother Zou said."

Jian Baisan took a pot of noodles and threw all the vegetables into it.

The monk's energy can swallow the sea, and the consumption is extremely high.For her, this ten catties of mortal food can only make up for one hundredth of the consumption, which is better than nothing.

Rhubarb had never been interested at first, but now he suddenly yelled in her ear.

"Smell, fragrance!" Rhubarb said.

Jian Baisan squatted down, took a bowl and poured some for it.Green vegetables, fan fruit, and wisteria buds were all put in it.

In less than half an hour, one person and one dog ate up the food.

Jian Baisan also felt that the vegetables seemed extraordinarily delicious, like meat.

……

March fifteen.

Jinpengding.

I don't know when, the non-group stele that almost grew in the disciple hall was moved here, standing upright.

When everyone looked up, they were all blinded by the shining golden list.

The three leaders and three names on the top are particularly eye-catching.

Gu Liang again!
Qian Quan!

Gold drink jade!
A black wind blew by.

The huge red snake twisted its body and flew from the sky.

A majestic old man with a strong sense of immortality was wearing a neat Taoist robe, standing on it with his hands behind his back, and stopped directly above the Buqun list.

Everyone raised their heads and held their breath.

Elder Snake Yang!

Among the sects, the actual number one ruler!
He has practiced simple mouthpiece martial arts, and his voice is like a bell.

And his first sentence made everyone boil!
"My sect plans to realize the grand relocation ceremony from Chu Yuanzhou to Lingdan realm in a hundred years' time!"

Everyone below was shocked.

Although there are cases of Zongmen changing realms, they are not many.

What's more, the spiritual power gap between the states leads to a difference in the average strength of the two sides.

For example, in Chuyuanzhou, only Yuanying was the most powerful person, and among them, there were the most Qi-refining monks.

As for the spirit pill realm, Nascent Soul is the average level of elders in many large sects, and foundation-building monks are everywhere.

If the sect decides to relocate, what is about to happen is their struggle with the surrounding small sects.

The old man Sheyang continued: "Starting from this big competition, all the top three in the big competition will become members of the advance team. Under the leadership of the suzerain and I, we will explore the realm of the panacea together!"

The advance team, which symbolizes great opportunities.

In the cultivation world where plunder is king, the wealth contained in a sect, even a small sect, cannot be underestimated.

What's more, the old man Sheyang said "under the leadership of me and the suzerain", which means that they will guarantee everyone's safety to a certain extent.

Pioneers will always get more resources.

If one could kill a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators and just take away their rings, the wealth inside might be exchanged for a genuine Nascent Soul Pill, allowing a cultivator who has been trapped in the Golden Pill for many years to break through in one fell swoop!
Lifespan, from five hundred, directly to two thousand!
The eyes of many people below are red.

Some people even had violent gasps from their throats!
Jian Baisan couldn't help but feel moved.But in an instant, she remembered the true face of the old man Sheyang.

... Under his command, will there really be such a good thing?

(End of this chapter)