Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 140 Fifteen, Not a Lot

Xu Changsheng's eyes widened, he stopped eating, trotted over, took out his chopsticks, the chopsticks that pierced through the big bluestone were actually intact.

Xiao Changsheng looked at the chopsticks for a long time, then suddenly remembered something, walked up to Yan Ping, knelt down with a slap, and said, "Master, please accept my disciple Changsheng's respect."

Accepting Xiao Changsheng's gift, Yan Ping said: "I can take you as an apprentice, but I don't know how to teach you martial arts. You really don't have any martial arts qualifications. At most, I can teach you a boxing method to strengthen your body."

"Master is so strong, even if I learn boxing techniques to strengthen my body, as long as my kung fu is deep and the iron rod is ground into a needle, I will definitely become a martial arts master."

Yan Ping stretched out his hand to pick up the little boy, rubbed his head and said, "Scholars can also kill enemies, you should take care."

Yan Ping wrote with his index finger in the void, a bow and an arrow.

The bow character bloomed with suet jade-colored light, and turned into a half-foot-long long bow shining with suet jade light.

The arrows continued to diverge and elongate, turning into arrows of the color of suet jade.

Yan Ping bent his bow and set an arrow, and when the arrow shot out, a huge boulder not far away exploded and turned into powder.

Xiao Changsheng was dumbfounded.

This, is this really a power that scholars can master?
Yan Ping waved his bow and arrows away, and returned to his body with awe-inspiring energy.

"There is a kind of scholar called a Confucian monk. What I just used is actually the method of a Confucian monk in the realm of the literary mind. The literary mind is the champion, and all things are born from the heart. In fact, there is no need to write just now. The literary mind is a movement, and all things come into being. It's just In order to make it clear for you to see, I just wrote two words out of necessity."

"How about it, little Changsheng, do you want to study or practice martial arts now?"

Xu Changsheng came back to his senses, knelt down and kowtowed: "I need to read books, I also need to practice martial arts, please master teach me."

"You child, you are really greedy."

Yan Ping said: "Go and tidy up, take what you think must be taken away, there is a high probability that you will not come back after you leave."

"Master, what about my sister? Can Master take my sister with me?"

"Little girl."

The little girl who was burying her head in her meal raised her head and looked at the big brother in white in doubt.

Yan Ping opened his right hand, and the little girl flew up, her small head was caught by Yan Ping, and her small body was wrapped in suet and jade, and Yan Ping controlled the arrogance to invade the little girl's brain, Nerves, stimulate the growth of necrotic nerves.

"Brother, it hurts, it hurts."

The little girl called out, her little faces wrinkled tightly together.

Seeing this, Yan Ping secreted a drop of blood from his fingertip and fed it to the little girl's mouth.

The sweet taste attracted the girl's attention, she stuck out her tongue and licked it.

Although there is only one drop of the saint candidate's blood, it is enough to change the little girl's physique.

Blood filled the air, forming a blood cocoon on the girl's body.

A drop of blood from a saint candidate, Unyielding King Kong, is nothing less than a great fortune for the little girl. When the little girl wakes up, her martial arts aptitude from the middle to the bottom can be raised by one level to the top and bottom, and there is a 100% probability of being promoted to the top and bottom. Entering the Iron Bone King Kong Realm, you have the opportunity to become the Unyielding King Kong.

"Master, is my sister okay?"

Xiao Changsheng looked worried.

"It will be better than ever when she wakes up, you go and pack your things."

"Yes."

Xiao Changsheng went into the house and packed some clothes, the two sage books left by his father, the dolls his mother sewed for his younger sister, and the sweaters he knitted for his brother and sister.

"Master, I packed it up."

"Go and say goodbye to the folks."

Yan Ping took out a stack of talisman papers and handed it to Xiao Changsheng, a stack of family safety talismans.

After Yan Ping killed Pei Wenqing, the master of the Great Wind Kingdom, he got his storage bag. The talismans drawn by Pei Wenqing were at least low-grade spiritual weapons, and Jindan real people would be envious when they saw them.

"Being a human being should not forget one's roots, and one must repay one's kindness. Take these talismans and send one to each family. It is a thank you for their help to you and your family over the years."

Xiao Changsheng took the talisman with both hands, knelt down and thanked, "Thank you, Master."

"Go! Waiting for you as a teacher."

Not long after Xiao Changsheng left, the blood cocoon on the table cracked open, and a little girl carved in pink and jade jumped out.

"Mother, woo woo woo~"

The little girl burst into tears as soon as she came out, and she finally realized that her mother was not asleep, but had left, leaving her forever.

"Little girl."

Xu Youxi shrugged her shoulders and sobbed, then raised her head and said, "Big Brother, thank you for curing Dumb Girl."

Yan Ping took out a small coat and said, "Xiao Youxi, this is the clothes of another student of mine, you can wear them for two days."

Only then did Xiao Youxi realize that she was still naked, so she quickly took the clothes and put them on.

"Big Brother, can you accept Dumb Girl too?"

Yan Ping nodded and said, "Xiao Youxi, you can learn boxing and martial arts from me."

"Staying sister pays homage to Master."

Xiao Youxi knelt down, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

When Xiao Changsheng came back, he saw his younger sister standing next to the master, her big eyes were full of aura, and she no longer had the usual dull and silly appearance.

"elder brother."

Little girl rushed over with red eyes.

"Sister, you, your illness is cured!"

"Well, it's alright for Dumb Girl, Dumb Girl has remembered everything from the past."

The little girl hugged her brother tightly.

"Okay, just remember."

"Brother, where is mother's grave, I'm going to see mother."

"Okay, brother will take you there."

"Master, I will take Daimei to worship my mother."

"Go."

Wait for one big and one small two children to leave.

Yan Ping scattered beans into soldiers, and a Haoran Taoist soldier appeared, "Yan Shisan, you protect them secretly."

"Follow the law."

Yan Shisan picked up the swift wind, lifted into the sky, and followed Xiao Changsheng and Xiao Youxi from a distance.

Zhao Tiezhu ran over panting.

"Who are you? When did you enter the village? You want to take Changsheng and Daimei away?"

"I am the master of Changsheng and Duanmei."

Yan Ping: "Changsheng, Duanmei and I are destined, I will take them to the mountains to practice."

Zhao Tiezhu: "Practice on the mountain, are you a fairy?"

Yan Ping said: "According to your understanding, I can indeed be regarded as an immortal."

"Liar, you are a fairy at a young age. If you are a fairy, I am still a saint."

Yan Ping smiled and blew on Zhao Tiezhu. Zhao Tiezhu found himself flying up, as if being held in mid-air by a gust of wind.

"Come on, wind, let's go."

Yan Ping slapped Zhao Tiezhu lightly, and Zhao Tiezhu flew out of the village and landed at the gate of the village.

Fairy!

That young man in white is really a fairy.

Surprised and delighted, Zhao Tiezhu ran back, out of breath, and said: "Immortal, please accept me as an apprentice."

Yan Ping said: "You can go to Tongtian Peak to try your luck."

This Zhao Tiezhu only has a little bit of martial arts qualifications. After reaching Tongtian Peak, as long as he is willing to practice hard, it is still possible to be a martial artist in the lower three realms.

"Tongtian Peak, okay, I will pack my bags and go to Tongtian Peak tomorrow."

When Xiao Changsheng and Xiao Daimei came back, Yan Ping directly sacrificed the spirit boat and took two children and a little dog on the road.

It took Yan Ping half a month to visit the human villages in Qingping Mountain, and took fifteen seedlings of cultivation as his disciples.

Fifteen is already a lot.

There is no one in a million practitioners, and there are still more ordinary people in this world, and these children who Yan Ping likes are the aptitudes of hopeful golden elixir.

(End of this chapter)