Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

"But Master, what kind of weapon is this needle, maybe let me learn embroidery."

"You want to learn?"

Huo San looked up and down his little apprentice with a smirk on his face, and even stayed on the latter's crotch for an extra moment.

"As a teacher, there is a set of Cultivation Technique here, which is helpful for embroidery, but you have to pay a little price."

For some reason, after listening to what the Master said, Sun Xiaokong's crotch felt cold, and his little head shrank inexplicably.

"Master, I won't learn! I won't learn even if I kill you."

"Otherwise your little needle is useless."

Huo San said jokingly.

Sun Xiaokong became anxious when he heard it, and his head shook like a rattle.

"No, no, it's useful. At worst, I'll pick their teeth when I'm facing the enemy. If they feel comfortable, they might be able to use it lightly."

Huo San couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.

This little apprentice's brain circuit is really good.

The gods pick their teeth with golden needles.

Also lighten your hands.

Why don't I just dip this needle in some ink and tattoo "Hero, forgive me" on your back.

"Master, why don't you talk anymore, quickly think of a way for me."

Sun Xiaokong was a little anxious.

"Could it be that the weapons issued by this system are waste products?"

"Then think about it carefully, did the system give you an instruction book or something when it distributed rewards to you?"

Huo San said thoughtfully.

"Instructions? What's that?"

Sun Xiaokong stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, and said.

"By the way, there seems to be a formula!"

"What formula? It's not about sticking him on the ground and saying silently, big! big! big!"

"no."

Sun Xiaokong shook his head.

"Seems to be……"

"Ruyi Scepter Ruyi Scepter, according to my heart, quickly become bigger, quickly become bigger..."

Hearing this, Huo San almost choked to death with a mouthful of saliva.

I muttered to myself.

Why do you use the formula of the snake spirit for your monkey stuff?

How about giving away seven little Calabashes in different colors, called Grandpa in unison?

Accompanied by a flash of golden light.

The embroidery needle in his hand instantly became thick and long.

Sun Xiaokong shouted excitedly.

"Master, Master, look quickly!"

"The needle is thick! The needle is long!"

From this day on, Sun Xiaokong couldn't put it down to this Ruyi Scepter Dinghaizhen.

Practice as a weapon, and eat as a toothpick.

Make the most of everything.

In less than a few days, Sun Xiaokong practiced Dinghaizhen's temper, and the Cultivation Base Realm became more and more solid.

But at this time, there was a new movement in Aolai City.

The Little Demon Sect is here.

And the best of the best.

Because the Meng family was forced to become the only child, Meng Yan became the direct disciple of the head of the Little Demon Sect.

A group of people went straight to the Sun family compound.

Passers-by whispered.

"It seems that Meng Yan is a bad visitor."

"Nonsense, your whole family was killed, can you bear it?"

"Shouldn't all the bad guys deserve to die? Shouldn't Meng Xia's family die violently when he is rampant and domineering?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't die!"

"originally……"

Before the man finished speaking, his companion covered his mouth.

Because the latter noticed that Meng Yan's peripheral vision had locked on to them.

"Brother Meng, do you want me to destroy them!"

Meng Yan frowned and said:

"Don't use it for now. At this time, doing it will inevitably cause commotion, and it will be troublesome to startle the snake."

"I want to go in quietly and enjoy the terrified eyes of the prey, hahahaha..."

For some reason, Meng Yan couldn't help laughing out loud after thinking about it.

It's hard to imagine the psychology of a guy who can still laugh when his whole family is wiped out.

Meng Yan's voice just now was not concealed at all, and the pedestrians passing by all looked flustered and ran away one after another.

Seeing the reactions of the passers-by around him, Meng Yan laughed even more wildly.

"Sun Ming and my son, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

On the tallest building in Aolai City, Aofeng is looking down on the situation in the city.

Looking at the movement of the people of the Little Demon Sect with serious eyes, I don't know what they are thinking.

"My lord, Meng Yan is suspicious by nature. It should be difficult to get his favor just by reporting a letter. Shall we go down and express..."

Aofeng shook his head.

"For the time being, although the strength of the Little Demon Sect is not weak, the Master of the Sun family boy is also extremely mysterious. I heard that I went to Wanbaolou to exchange dozens of Foundation Establishment Pills at one time. This background is not weak. .”

"Dozens of Foundation Establishment pills? My uncle and grandpa."

The person beside Aofeng swallowed his saliva while snoring.

"What kind of heavyweight must be able to do so well?"

Aofeng looked at him contemptuously and stopped talking.

Qian Duoduo, from the Wanbao Building in the city, also got the news, and immediately rushed out in a rage.

That meat mountain-like physique unexpectedly has such a speed.

"Little landlord, wait for me, it's too inconvenient for me to stand upright."

Old Jin yelled while supporting his waist and rushed out.

"Sun Ming!"

"Sun Xiaokong!"

"You two sinister and cunning father and son, hurry up and get out of daddy!"

Meng Yan's eyes widened and he roared fiercely.

At this moment, the courtyard door slammed and shattered.

Sun Xiaokong rushed out from the inside out with an iron rod in his hand.

"Your grandpa is here!"

Seeing the aura emanating from Sun Xiaokong's body, Meng Yan couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

"When did you kid get promoted to the Foundation Establishment level?"

"You don't care about my Cultivation Base, anyway, I'm going to beat you to the ground today!"

After all, Sun Xiaokong didn't hesitate any longer, as soon as the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle in his hand touched the ground, his figure shot out suddenly.

"Stop him!"

After Meng Yan gave an order, he withdrew behind a group of fellow apprentices.

In his opinion, Sun Xiaokong's strength is not weaker than him at all, if he makes a forceful move, I'm afraid he won't get any benefits.

So, let's find a few ghosts to go up and try it out.

But the disciplines of Little Demon Sect don't know, and they still want to please the future giants of Sect, and they all behave like dragons and tigers.

The weapon in his hand is also brandishing vigorously.

However, when it came into contact with the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle, it exploded instantly.

Watching helplessly, the iron rod emitting golden light smashed Own's head.

Meng Yan's face was gloomy.

Although he had expected the result, he still didn't expect his brothers to be defeated so quickly.

If it were him playing, he would probably be defeated quickly.

Originally, he wanted to consume Sun Xiaokong's physical strength first, and then make a strong move to establish his prestige, but now it seems that he has to change his plan.

Having made up his mind, Meng Yan immediately shouted:

"Xu Elder!"

"This person is the murderer who killed your son!"

When the voice fell, an old figure rushed out from the crowd and went straight to Sun Xiaokong.

At the same time, a figure like a mountain of flesh descended from the sky, causing the ground to tremble.

"Who dares to hurt my little dad!"