Otherworldly Fantasy Cultivation

Genesis September 2002, 11

Day after day, year after year, three years passed in the blink of an eye, and Nalanjie was 11 years old. Guanyu, anyway, looks flawless in appearance, but at 1 meters she seems a bit short, but she is only 5 years old, so don't worry when she is getting taller.Because Nalan Hu's lifespan is too long, it hasn't grown up at all after four years, and it is still as big as a pug. Nalan Hu asked many times to grow up in the 'Tianyuan Ring'. If it is mighty, it will be very embarrassing.Nalanjing is cuter than before, wearing two pigtails every day, pulling Nalanjie everywhere, Nalanhu is running around in Nalan Mansion, the family members are afraid of melting if they hold it in their mouths, and afraid of breaking if they hold it in their hands.

In the past three years, Nalan Jie has painted more than a thousand paintings for Nalan Jing, but only one in Nalan Jing's hand, and the rest are in Nalan Hu's, because once Nalan Jing came out to worship, Nalan Jing used the painting as straw paper Used it, Nalanhu called Nalanjing the little prodigal son (the big prodigal son Nalanjie, the half-baked prodigal son Nalanhu), this painting is for improving the realm, it is a bit too much to use as toilet paper, so Nalanhu paints it every day Make delicious food for Nalanjing in exchange for paintings, so that Nalanjing will be happy eating and Nalanhu will be happy in exchange.Nalanjie didn't ask about it either.After looking at more than a thousand paintings, Nalan Tiger's realm has reached the Divine Army, but now Nalan Tiger has also encountered Nalan Jie's situation, and his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and now he is only at the peak of the divine rank.Na Lanjing's realm has reached the peak of the holy rank, and her cultivation base is now useless because she has not practiced.But Nalanjie doesn't want to promote for Nalanjing now, because further promotion will only leave hidden dangers for the future.

Naranje's bedroom

"Brother Jie, can you help me draw a picture in the room?" Nalan Jing said pitifully, pulling Nalan Jie's arm.

"Jing'er, didn't I give you one?" Nalanjie was also very helpless. If Nalanjing was allowed to look at the painting again, with her pure soul physique, she might really break through to the god level. It's not what Nalanjie wants to see. He hopes that his sister will go further in the future, and he doesn't want to leave hidden dangers for her now.

"Brother Jie, you're fooling me, those words have no charm at all, it's not pretty at all." Nalan Jing said with her lips curled up.

"Boss, just draw another picture for Jing'er!" Nalan Hu also pleaded for Nalan Jing, he loves Nalan Jing very much, otherwise, as Nalan Tiger's status as a divine beast, how could Nalan Jing be able to ride on it? Even if she is Nalanjie's younger sister, the beast has dignity. Now that Nalanhu sees that Nalanjie's grandfather Nalan Haotian is still called Nalan old man, it shows Nalanhu's arrogance.

Nalanjie frowned, "Jing'er, did Brother Jie treat you well before?" Nalanjie said to Nalanjing who was sitting on the bed and sulking.

"Yes, Brother Jie and Brother Hu are very kind to me." Nalan Jing said without raising her head.

"Brother Jie won't harm you. If you are looking at the painting, it will hurt you." Nalan Jie said seriously.

"I won't, I want to paint, I want to paint." Nalanjing shouted.

"Jing'er..."

"Brother Jie, bully me, brother Jie, bully me." Nalanjing said and ran outside.

Nalanhu was about to chase after her, "Don't go, let her cry, we spoil her too much." Nalanjie stopped.

"Boss, this is you." Nalanhu said puzzled, in his memory, Nalanjie loved Nalanjing no less than himself.

"It's nothing, don't you know?" Nalanjie asked back, he had told Nalanhu all the sequelae related to raising the realm.

"But." Nalanhu still wanted to say.

"It's nothing but to choose between crying and future. I choose future. If her cultivation base is low, she will be eaten by others. At that time, it's not about future, it's life." Nalanjie resolutely road.

"Boss, is this too cruel? She is a four-year-old child." Nalanhu still couldn't bear to let Nalanjing get hurt.

"It's nothing. I have been practicing with my master since I was five years old. Her setback is nothing."

"Who can compare with you pervert." Nalanhu muttered.

"Okay, if Jing'er can pass this time smoothly, Jing'er will break through, and I will give him as much as she wants at that time." Nalanjie said with an expectant expression.

"It turns out that Boss still loves Jing'er very much, but, Boss, can Jing'er break through?" Nalan Hu said, scratching his claws.

"I don't know either, because I can't calculate Jing'er's pure soul body." Nalanjie said helplessly.

"Oh."

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At lunch, in the dining room, Nalan Haotian, Du Hongying, Nalan Wudi, Wan Ronger, Liu Lian, Nalan Jie, and Nalan Hu sat around the table. Bright eyes are red, holding chopsticks, knocking back and forth.

"Little Jieer, your sister has been crying all morning. If your sister wants your painting, you just give it to her." Nalanjie's grandmother Du Hongying said.

Nalanjie replied while eating: "Grandma, it's not that I don't give it to her, but I do it for her own good."

"For her own good, what should I say?" Nalan Haotian wondered, making her cry, but still doing her good, what kind of bullshit logic is this.

"Little Jie'er, do you know how to draw?" Nalan Wudi ran up to Nalan Jie when he heard that Nalan Jie could draw.

"Uncle, you are my eyes, my meat, Nalanhu, put it down for me." Nalanjie doesn't want to explain now, how to explain that, he doesn't talk about eating, and he doesn't eat when talking.

"Little Jieer." Seeing that Nalan Jie didn't reply, Nalan Haotian wanted to get angry.

Nalanjie put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandpa eat first, and then explain after eating, otherwise we won't be able to eat lunch. This can't be explained clearly in a short while."

"Okay, let's eat first, and Nalan Wudi will return to my seat for dinner." Nalan Haotian is not ignorant, he knows that this matter will be very important.

"Oh." Nalan Wudi returned to his seat.

"Jing'er, you can eat. If you can break through your bottleneck, I will paint for you every day." Seeing that Nalan Jing didn't eat, Nalanjie said softly.

"Really?" Nalan Jing asked.

"Really." Nalanjie replied affirmatively.

Nalan Haotian fainted again, "Little Jie'er, has Jing'er practiced yet?"

"No."

"Then what's the bottleneck you're talking about?"

"Grandpa, can I eat first?"

"Yes, eat, everyone eat." Nalan Haotian greeted.