Little Divine Doctor's Cultivation

It's very difficult for a man to find a wife. Even if he has a wife, he has no children. After all, he divulges too many secrets and is punished by God. Therefore, no woman marries Mr. Feng Shui.

If the other party wins, she must marry snow white to the other party. Naturally, she doesn't have to fulfill her promise without a daughter.

Ning caichen started to examine the Taoist priest's cultivation, and immediately found that the Taoist priest's cultivation was actually 30 years of Kung Fu, a level of spiritual power.

Looking at the temple Zhu Gong, he only has the internal strength cultivation. The internal strength cultivation only has five years' skill, and none of the meridians can be connected. Moreover, the elixir field was created not long ago. When people are old, they can create the elixir field. The elixir field is not perfect and damaged, so it can't use internal force at all. The birth of internal force will cause damage to the body.

Temple Zhu Gong felt angry when he was a child, but he was unable to guide his internal force to the elixir field and create a elixir field. These days, with the constant snow, the hospital's vegetables came back to eat for the temple Zhu Gong. Naturally, a lot of internal forces were born, which broke through the shackles of the Dantian and created the elixir field.

Miao Zhu Gong had poor internal skill cultivation for generations, but his mental strength was strong. He had a level of spiritual power that was out of the ordinary. If he lost his internal power, he was not good at every fight, mainly because he did not cultivate materials.

"If you lose, you will naturally call me elder martial brother." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

"Younger martial brother, please give me some advice." The young man clasped his fist and said to Ning caichen.

Ning caichen a face of doubt, looking at the temple Zhu Gong.

"He is not a descendant. There is no descendant in my generation." Temple Zhu Gong looks ugly.

"Ha ha! I didn't expect that your white family would be reduced to the present situation. There is no successor, ha ha! " The Taoist priest said with a wild laugh.

Temple Zhu Gong grasped his fist tightly, but felt that the opponent had 30 years of internal skill cultivation, and was definitely not the opponent. So this time, he was definitely defeated.

"Please tell me." Ning caichen sees Temple Zhu Gong's ugly face and regards snow white as her own woman. Naturally, she will take care of her future father-in-law.

"Are you kidding me?" The Taoist priest was angry.

Ning caichen picked up the peach wood sword on the table and opened his posture. It was the starting style of Taoist fighting and had a great momentum.

Temple Zhu Gong a Leng, did not expect Ning caichen will appear.

"The first level competition begins." The Taoist priest said angrily.

"Offended." The young man has a funny smile, which makes him a very smooth and treacherous person.

As Mr. Feng Shui, if he is not smooth, how can he cheat money? Therefore, Mr. Feng Shui is called the God stick.

The young man suddenly stabbed his sword when he was ready to answer.

Ning caichen was angry and didn't dodge. Instead, he went straight to the top of peach wood sword.

Seeing that the tip of the sword is about to stab Ning Ning caichen, the peach wood sword in Ning caichen's hand suddenly but on the tip of the sword.

The tip of the sword was blocked, and the young man showed an evil smile and moved his hand a little, so that he could stab Zhongning caichen.

But he was wrong in his estimation. At the moment when the tip of the sword hit the surface of the peach wood sword, Ning caichen kicked out with one foot and kicked the youth seven or eight meters, hitting and sliding on the wall.

The young man got up and saw the peach wood sword facing his throat. He vomited blood in anger. He got up and sent his throat to the sword tip of the other side.

"Win the first game." Temple Zhu Gong said happily.

"It's just rubbish and rubbish with inner strength that dare to challenge us." Rather caichen said with a sneer.

The young man's face turned red for a moment, but he didn't make a sound. He knew that Ning caichen was much better than him.

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