I Will Never Die, You Can Do Whatever You Want!

This blood pattern is a defensive supernatural power.

And only those with extraordinary talents and special physiques can engrave such ancient treasure patterns on their bodies.

If it is seen by Power from this world, he will definitely exclaim.

Because of such a psychic treasure pattern, it has not appeared for tens of thousands of years!

Its texture is complex and has great power.

It can be warmed with Qi, blood and Spiritual Qi, continuously strengthening the strength of the soul and body.

If it is completely fused with itself, it can be compared to a spiritual treasure.

However, Li Yongjin still thinks the big turtle tattoo is ugly.

So he tried his best to cover it up.

After finishing, Li Yongjin looked at a scar on his chest and nodded.

It's finally over.

Although it still looks black, at least it doesn't have bastard tattoos anymore.

The following days were still so peaceful.

On the Deadwood Peak, a young boy who stubbornly wields a sword can be seen from time to time, constantly striking the air with his sword.

Out of the sword, out of the sword.

Tick ​​tock.

Next to him, there is often a pretty shadow.

"Junior brother, this sword shouldn't be like this."

"Wrong, wrong, you should use more ingenuity."

"It's wrong again, this sword should use more brute force to be incomparably overbearing."

...

The woman was not stingy about owning and pointing out, completely treating the boy as her own.

In her heart, the weight of a teenager is even more important.

It's just that all of this happened in the silence of moistening things.

Even she herself didn't react.

In this picture.

The boy was half a head shorter than her, but he still made the picture extremely harmonious.

under the setting sun.

The two sat on the top of the mountain, watching the sunset in the distance.

"Senior Sister Azhen, do you have any interests or hobbies that you like and stick to?"

During the chat, Li Yongjin asked casually.

He is really a little curious.

In this cultivation world of The Weak are Prey to the Strong, besides cultivation, will ordinary cultivators have any entertainment?

In other words, their whole life is just to practice, practice and practice.

In order to become stronger, then climb towards higher peaks.

never ending?

Or, is it for the illusory...longevity?

"Hobbies?"

Zhou Suzhen pursed her lips: "E, yes. I once raised a little hamster, and then I raised it to death. But I like it very much, but I don't raise it anymore."

"why?"

"Because I'm afraid of raising them to death again, and I'm afraid of going through that kind of sadness again. What about you? Have you ever raised any small animals?"

Li Yongjin thought for a while, "Yes, I raised a duckling, and I accidentally raised it to death."

"Oh, how come, isn't the duckling easy to feed?"

Zhou Suzhen's eyes widened.

In Sect, there are also groups of Tsundere ducks.

They are born and raised on the ground, and their vitality is strong under the leadership of the female duck.

"Yes, I found that the longer it grew, the longer it could fit in the shed, so I decided not to keep it."

"Then, it died unexpectedly."

Li Yongjin nodded.

"Ah, it's so bizarre... Did you die of heartache? Then you won't be sad?" Zhou Suzhen was stunned.

"A little bit, but I was suddenly a little hungry that day, so I drank three bowls with tears in my eyes. Not to mention, the home-raised ones are fragrant!"

"..."

That day, Zhou Suzhen was angry.

Almost came to the west with a sword, but in the end he failed.

She walks away.

Therefore, Li Yongjin wrote a 1,500-word letter of apology.

That night, Wang Mo found Li Yongjin with two jugs of wine.

"Apprentice, you made your senior sister angry again, didn't you?"

Wang Mo laughed: "Your mouth is irritating, just like when I was a teacher when I was young."

"When you were young?" Li Yongjin rolled his eyes and asked, "Then Master, how old are you this year?"

"Guigeng? Then let me think about it as a teacher... Well, it should be almost seven hundred years old. Generally, the lifespan of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment period is only a mere thousand years, and being a teacher can be regarded as half buried."

Wang Mo thought about it seriously, then grinned embarrassedly and said:

"Speaking of which, your talent is not bad, maybe you can breakthrough to the Gold Core state before you are five hundred years old."

Hey, blue out of blue slightly.

"Gold Core? Can you elaborate?"

Li Yongjin suddenly remembered.

He doesn't seem to understand the cultivation system here.

"Of course, we, master and apprentice, have a good chat."

...

That night, there was a lot of wine and meat.

Wang Mo finally fulfilled his duties as a Master and completely let Li Yongjin understand the system of cultivation.

Not to mention, it is not too different from the novel system of the previous life.

Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Gold Core, Nascent Soul, Zifu, Huashen, Lianxu, Integrated Union, Mahayana, Feathering.

There are ten big Realms, and there is almost an insurmountable moat between each big Realm.

Of course, the legendary son of fortune can naturally ignore these gaps.

Let's not talk about these.

"Then Master, what Realm am I in now?"

Facing Li Yongjin's expectant big eyes.

Wang Mo took a deep breath of dry tobacco, and exhaled a string of smoke rings.

Shen Shen said: "You should... you are about to become Qi Refining?"

"Barely in the so-called Innate realm of a mortal Practitioner, but it needs more polishing."

In Wang Mo's words.

The day after tomorrow, Innate.

Innate returns to the basics and adjusts the state to the extreme.

Then there is the refining of qi.

Hearing this, Li Yongjin almost fell to the ground.

No wonder he hasn't felt the so-called aura these days.

So he hasn't started yet?

Just the first big Realm, it's all that hard.

Thinking of this, Li Yongjin despaired.

"Then Master, I'd better not go to Sect Dabi."

I don't even have qi refining, but I still participate in a hammer competition?

To villain as a stepping stone?

"Well, if you don't go, don't go."

Wang Mo nodded decisively, which surprised Li Yongjin.

Master, this is, is it completely open?

"but……"

He took another puff of dry tobacco, and it took a long time before he replied:

"It's just a big competition for rookie disciples. The previous rookie kings should be nothing more than the middle stage of refining Qi. Fighting basically depends on fists and kicks. You have a great chance."

"Anyway, as a teacher, I have been ridiculed for so many years."

He sighed and said: "It doesn't matter anymore, let me see it for the sake of the teacher, I have a thick skin, let's not fight at the Deadwood Peak."

This move is called advancing with retreat.

Sure enough, Li Yongjin blushed.

Seeing that it was effective, Wang Mo hit the iron while it was hot: "Sarcasm or something, as a teacher, I don't listen to it. But they embezzle your resources, this is not convinced as a teacher!"

Master, is he always thinking of us?

Slap.

So Li Yongjin stood up abruptly and slammed the wine glass.

He said proudly: "Master, let me help you get the first place!"

The Foundation Establishment period is only a thousand years old, so winning Wang Mo shouldn't be a problem, right?

Li Yongjin felt a little guilty.

In fact, he still wants to become stronger for himself.

Dabi may be his first step.

I don't know what it would be like to win the first place.

Anyway, since he was a child, Li Yongjin has never been the first in the exam.

He wants to taste, what is the first taste.

"Well, I trust you as a teacher."

Wang Mo smiled inwardly, but still nodded lightly on the surface.

"So Master, were you powerful when you were young?"

It's time to steal a lesson.

Lao Mo, quickly pass on your Secret Technique!

Hearing this, Wang Mo instantly got excited.

"Then you kid can go out and ask, who is the father in this Qingshanzong street!"

"When I was a teacher when I was young, I was invincible in my peers."

"Steal one and a half moves from me, and you can kill all Sect talents!"

At this moment, Wang Mo seemed to have returned to his youth.

Learn your tricks and half moves, can you kill all the talents of Sect?

Li Yongjin's eyes lit up.

"Master, would you like me to give you a bag?"

"Ah, why?" Wang Mo was puzzled.

"Put it on."

"..."

Wang Mo raised his palm, sighed again and put it down slowly.

Forget it, children are ignorant and cannot be beaten.

Afterwards, Li Yongjin slapped Wang Mo on the shoulder: "Master, I want to learn this!"

"You want to learn?"

Wang Mo gave him a blank look, pretending to be profound.

"No, you can't learn!"

That is his unique skill, and currently he is the only domineering in this Qingshan sect.

If it weren't for being old now, Spirit Power would start to dry up.

Wang Mo had to give Li Yongjin a hand.