Fantasy: I start as an old man, and others practice for me

Uncle Song actually completed his refining of qi???

This fucking bullshit, right?

When I refined the eighth layer of qi, he only refined the sixth layer of qi...

There is no reason why I am in retreat every day and do not know the affairs of the world; His old man is idle all day, throwing flowers and grass, and in the end, his cultivation will surpass me, right?

I am a three-spirit root with red roots.

Is his old man just a five-spirit root?

How is this possible?

If Junior Brother Ye had such an advanced speed, I wouldn't have said anything.

After all, people have excellent qualifications, and they practice hard.

But this one in front of you?

What I usually do, even if I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I have heard it for a long time.

Teacher... Uncle Junior, he won't build the foundation before me, right?

Qin Mian's head was full of question marks.

Although there is no danger to his life at the moment, his whole person is not good.

......

Unlike the attitude of others who dropped their jaws.

Song Rui was not the slightest surprise at his performance just now.

After all, what he was cultivating was the Heaven-level Ultimate Cultivation Technique "Five Elements Creation Technique", and it was automatically comprehended by the system.

In addition, his own true cultivation has reached the foundation building period.

Therefore, although he was temporarily suppressed to the realm of great consummation of refining qi, in the face of a cultivator of the Beast Taming Gate who was lower in cultivation than himself, the result of his strike was a second kill.

......

"Master, senior brother. We... What should we do? The

female cultivator of the beast gate turned pale, her eyes stared at Song Rui on the opposite side, but her body slowly moved to the long-faced cultivator, stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of the other party's clothes, and said in a trembling voice.

And the gray spirit marten, who was still standing on her shoulder before, burrowed into the nun at this time.

The nun's huge chest trembled.

You still have the face to ask me what to do?

The long-faced monk listened to his junior sister's words, and he couldn't wait to grab the whip in her hand and whip her fiercely.

Damn it, it's not all the trouble you caused.

What's wrong with doing something in the big night....

I have to fight the gray spirit marten, a strange beast, and do some things to rob the house.

Junior Brother Li was fooled by her.

But I'm just passing by.

Now it's okay.

After chasing for most of the night, it seems that he is going to the graveyard with one mind....

Hey ~ Now the beam is knotted.

What else can be done?

The long-faced male cultivator clings to the female cultivator's right hand and makes a veiled movement on his willow waist that only his fellow disciples can understand.

"Senior, my junior brother offended your old man, he took the blame for himself, and he died a remnant.

I beg you to spare our lives.

We would like to give everything we can.

After that, the two of them plopped down on the ground, untied the storage bag on their waist, and held it in their hands respectfully.

Even the panther spirit beast on the side was close to the ground with its abdomen flattened and its hind legs slightly pedaled.

It seems extremely quiet.

"Oh? I didn't expect you two to know each other quite well. Let me see what good things you have, and if it satisfies me, it is not impossible to discuss it. Song

Rui was interested, and stepped forward to check the items in the two storage bags.

"Junior sister, do it."

With the roar of the long-faced cultivator, the black panther spirit beast kicked its hind legs, and its body rushed towards Song Rui like black lightning.

On the other side, a long whip also came instantly.

Looking at its posture, it is to wrap Song Rui in rice dumplings.

And the long-faced monk was not idle, and quickly took out a small seal from his arms.

He didn't even care about getting up, but just knelt down and urged the small seal that had been smashed towards Song Rui in the air.

While the small seal rose in the face of the storm and flew towards Song Rui, it had already become the size of a millstone.

"Ugh!"

Spirit beasts, long whips, great seals...

All this came too quickly, Qin Mian couldn't help but exclaim.

The long-faced friar stared up at the center of the storm, hoping that the fantasy scene would appear.

The beast taming sect nuns' eyes also brightened again.

However, the chest trembled even more.

But the word "fantasy" is destined to be unrealizable.

The big black coffin that had just shot the dead tiger demon suddenly appeared again, shattering all the bridges where fantasy became reality.

The old man in front of him was put in a coffin.

His pet Xiao Hei crashed straight into it, and was swayed by his limbs.

The female cultivator of the Beast Taming Gate has made meritorious achievements.

But only tightened the coffin lid.

The final Great Seal, which condensed the last hope of the long-faced monk, also struck on the coffin inexorably.

But it only moved a few meters back, and other than that, the wood chips did not lose a piece.

Without waiting for the two to react again, the coffin paused, and then broke through the restraints and separated violently.

Song Rui was expressionless and walked out of it.

The long whip weapon was destroyed, and the beast taming sister was on her feet, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

"I guessed that you have ghosts in your hearts, this is not a particular thing."

The long-faced monk's face was like ashes, but he once again drove Fa Yin to shout and attack Song Rui.

The panther spirit beast also shook its head, cooperating with its master to complete the final attack.

And yet all this.

It seems, no fart; Actually, there is no fart.

His fate was no different from that Junior Brother Li.

A moment later.

There was another Panther carpet on the ground.

and a corpse headshot by the low-level spell Wood Thorn.

"Ahhh... All dead... All dead!

I can't die, I haven't lived enough... Senior, please let me go, you let me do anything.

You two can do it together.

I just beg you to let me go... I don't want to die, please. The

nun had broken down, and her voice trembled with a hoarse voice.

For the chips she finally threw and wanted to live, Song Rui was speechless.

Turning his head to Qin Mian, he said, "Are you interested?"

Qin Mian's head shook like a rattle, and his hands kept waving.

"Uncle Master, don't... You'd better spare me first.

"Then there is no way..."

Song Rui grabbed his palm, this time it was a gathering of metallic spiritual power.

"Nope... No... Ah~~"

What a fair woman, in a blink of an eye, the jade is gone."

Gollum~

The gray spirit marten tumbled out from the female cultivator's corpse, and although it looked extremely weak, it immediately made an anthropomorphic gesture of worship towards Song Rui.

"You gray-haired beast, you can see more clearly than those three. Just leave it to you.

"Master and nephew, you go and clean up the battlefield. I'm tired and have to rest. After

that, he took care of himself and found a clean place, swung his life to the ground, rolled over and lay down.

The gray spirit marten, on the other hand, followed behind it carefully.

Qin Mian acted according to his words.

It's just that the bottom of the heart is inevitably slandered.

Your old man has manipulated a few spells and put a few low-level spells, so don't you...

But in an instant, he was attracted by the belongings in the storage bag of the three.

Looking at the more than 700 mid-grade spirit stones and more than 20,000 lower-grade spirit stones in front of him; More than a dozen bottles of various elixirs; a pile of Breitling grass and dozens of five-hundred-year-old grasses; A few good magic weapons and a bunch of other things.

Qin Mian, who has always done his duty and only knows how to practice in seclusion, can't help but sigh:

Sure enough, killing people and setting fire to the golden belt, making money or touching the corpse is fast.