The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 13 Draw a Pie to Trap You
"I also want to be praised by the ancestor."

"The ancestors never praised me..."

Some looked at the back of their ancestors, full of curiosity.

"Old Ancestor, what is she going to do?"

"Would you like to go and have a look?"

"Will you be scolded?"

"No way, the ancestor is very kind now."

……

A group of disciples pushed and shoved, but in the end they all followed.

"Cut, it's just a compliment, look at Dao Yizong!" A student of the Liu family said arrogantly.

"That's it."

Everyone sat slumped on the ground and murmured for a while, suddenly a disciple hesitated and said, "Let's... why don't we go and have a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all Liu family disciples looked at him.

The man suddenly felt guilty, "I'm just a little curious. Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

"Go! Why don't you go, we dug the pit!!"

Everyone in the Liu family made a decisive decision, "Look what the hell she's doing!"

Seeing the backs of everyone in the Liu family leaving, the Blackwater Sect and the Wan family were really envious.

Suddenly someone from the Blackwater Sect said, "By the way, why do we have to work so hard? This is not the house we live in!"

"Isn't Zhou Papi watching? Otherwise, who the hell wants to do it?" The person next to him took it for granted.

"But...it's gone too."

Everyone in the Black Water Sect: "..."

Everyone in the Wan family: "..."

"Bad!" Someone threw the shovel on the ground angrily, "Bad luck!"

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Ran Ling looked at the circles of people below, and fell into deep thought.

She asked strangely: "You don't work, what are you doing here?"

All one meal.

Then he looked at the sky and the earth, but he didn't meet Shang Ranling's sight.

Someone from the Liu family said confidently, "We're done."

Ran Ling sighed, somewhat hating iron for being weak: "Zongmen construction is like cultivation. After you understand swordsmanship, can't you take the initiative to learn other things? The sea is tolerant to all rivers and rivers. You can dig a hole well, but Are you sure you can build a house? Do you have to be good at farming? Every time you do something more, you will gain more experience, which is quite important on the way of cultivation! Why don’t you know how to roll at all?”

The sky was full of sunset, and the woman stood in the sky, her hair was dyed golden, and every word seemed to be expounding the deepest mystery of cultivation.

Disciple of the Liu family: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Isn't that your excuse for wanting us to do extra work and make it up?
Also, what does "volume" mean?
Just when everyone dismissed it, suddenly a disciple of the first Taoist school stood up excitedly, "I understand!"

Everyone looked at him blankly: "What do you understand?"

Ran Ling was also puzzled.

The man said, "I once heard that there is a strong swordsman in Dunzhou. He has a move, but he can't practice it well no matter what. This makes him very sad. In desperation, he decided to temporarily put down his practice and go to the mountains Farming, relax. One day, he went to farm as usual, facing the constantly waving hoe, he suddenly had an inspiration. Isn’t the rising and falling movement of the hoe and the control of power the same as the way of swordsman? He immediately realized it and mastered it. The essence of that move, and because of this move, it became famous!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange silence at the scene, and then the pot exploded quickly.

"Tch, who would believe it, you are not hired by the God of Plague to act, right?" Someone rolled their eyes with disdain on their face, "If there is really someone who can gain experience from farming—"

Before he finished speaking, a disciple of the Black Water Sect suddenly ran out of the crowd excitedly, his face was red and his breathing was short of breath, "The strong man you are talking about is Dunzhou Rin Jianhou, and his unique move is the Galaxy Three Styles? !"

The Dao Yizong disciple was a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard that someone really knew him, he was immediately excited, "Have you heard of him too? I heard that his Galaxy Three Styles will be stained with blood, even if the level is higher than him People of the first rank are no match for him at all!"

"That's right! I admire him very much. He cares about his subordinates and is very kind... Is this how his Galaxy Three Styles came about? So strong!"

The two chatted passionately across the two teams, while the rest of the people looked stiff, especially those who were mocking just now.

Rin Jianhou's Galaxy Three Forms are indeed famous.

Could it be true?
From the action of farming, I realized the powerful swordsmanship... Is this the so-called accumulation of experience, which is inclusive of all rivers?
Could it be that the God of Plague is just talking nonsense?
Is it because she has accumulated enough experience from countless small things that her strength has become stronger?

Everyone looked surprised.

After resting for a long time, the Wanbai people finally came to their senses, and when they arrived here, they silently made this bowl of chicken soup.

Wan Bai mingled in the crowd and secretly recalled: The previous senior brother from the same sect, his cultivation level was similar to his, but since the master sent him to take charge of the work of watering the spiritual field, his cultivation level has risen steadily. Did you get inspired by that little thing in Tian?

Lin Yunqiu thought: Could it be that the reason why I have not been able to improve my cultivation base is that I have left everything to other people to deal with, and lacked the opportunity for experience to increase my cultivation base?

Peng San was in a trance, his mother always said that he was lazy, that if he was half as diligent as Ermao next door, he would have already become a god. Could it be that Ermao is busy with work every time to gain experience?

Everyone was lost in thought.

Ran Ling really didn't expect that her nonsensical words would have such a good effect, so good that she was a little embarrassed.

The atmosphere here is almost the same.

Ranling didn't waste any more time and waved his hand.

"Shh!"

The huge scroll of Qiankun unfolded above the giant pit.

Everyone who was very familiar with the Qiankun map all turned dark in unison.

An incomparably huge tree slowly appeared from the picture scroll, getting bigger and bigger!
The root system is huge, like a dark cloud covering the sky, the towering tree trunk is red like agate, and the golden fruits look bright, falling all over the branches.

Big beyond imagination.

It was not enough to fall into the huge pit. The root system went deeper and deeper, and then it barely made a home here.

Seeing this, Ranling looked dissatisfied at everyone in the Liu family: "Look, not to mention anything else, the pit hasn't been dug yet!"

Everyone in the Liu family: "..."

You didn't say in advance that you want to plant such a big tree.

If it wasn't for the idea of ​​trying to punish her, the pit wouldn't be so small.

"Is this a golden red fruit tree? My God, it's so huge. I've never seen such a huge golden red fruit tree. It must have lived for thousands of years."

"In such a place where the birds don't shit, can the golden red fruit tree survive?"

"It should be possible. This tree must have become a spirit. Can you feel it? The closer you get to it, the stronger the aura will be."

"There are so many golden red fruits, can I pick one?"

"You want to die, the God of Plague is watching over there!"

The disciples from all sides chatted chatteringly.

Lin Yunqiu looked at this shining golden tree, and suddenly had the illusion that a golden egg had fallen into a nest.

(End of this chapter)