The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

As he spoke, Shen Lang took out a fishbone dagger he had made and handed it to Han Meimei: "My conditions are limited, so I can only give you this small gift."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shen..." Han Meimei happily put away the dagger.

She was still wondering when she had told Shen Lang about her birthday...

In here, neither she nor Shen Lang could feel the passage of time.

It was the scratches Han Meimei drew on the wall at the beginning that let the two of them know how many days had passed.

Han Meimei calculated that it was her birthday.

But if she were asked to tell Shen Lang, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Things like her birthday have always been celebrated by her parents and master, as well as some good masters and sisters.

She was not so thick-skinned as to want gifts on Qingming Festival, so she was embarrassed to say it, fearing that Shen Lang would think she wanted gifts and was a materialistic girl.

"I want one too!" When Su Qing saw Shen Lang giving something to Han Meimei, she couldn't help but move her little butt towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang and Han Meimei looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Shen Lang scratched Su Qing's nose: "You are a little devil."

As he spoke, Shen Lang took out a piece of maltose and handed it to Su Qing: "Eat it."

All these maltose were bought for Wei Qianluo.

"Ah..." Su Qing took the malt sugar, took a small bite, and her eyes gradually brightened.

She had never eaten anything so delicious!

"Senior Brother Shen!" Han Meimei gave Shen Lang a reproachful look: "She is still young!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Shen Lang smiled and said, "I remember when I was younger than her, my father used chopsticks to feed me wine."

Su Qing ate the candy happily and looked at Han Meimei with a victorious look.

Han Meimei thought it was cute and couldn't help pinching her little face: "I've heard about it a long time ago. The little girl only knows how to compete with her mother for favor. Senior Brother Su will have to endure it in the future."

"Who made him have such a lovely daughter?" Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Well, then I'll let her recognize me as her godmother." Han Meimei looked at little Su Qing with an intoxicated look on her face.

"You can say that you saved her life. You are more than qualified to be her godmother." Shen Lang said with a smile.

People of this era have children at the age of fourteen. Although the age difference between the two is less than ten years, the seniority issue is arbitrary.

"Then you are her godfather?" Han Meimei regretted it after she said it.

Isn't this a bit unreserved?

"Okay." Although Shen Lang and Su Qing were theoretically destined to be together.

The problem is, he has watched Su Qing grow up, so it is hard to say whether this marriage will be successful.

"Hmm..." Han Meimei blushed and lowered her head, quickly changing the subject: "This little heartless girl is also...I raised her, and now she is closer to you."

"Maybe it's because you're too strict with her, and I always take her out to play?" Shen Lang didn't say much about this matter. Otherwise, if he said that he and Su Qing had a fate, Han Meimei would probably be scared to death: "By the way, how about we play a game?"

"We played rock-paper-scissors, and the loser drank water or wine while slapping his hands hard."

"Sure!" Han Meimei stretched out her little fist.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

Shen Lang used his fist and Han Meimei used scissors.

"Hey, I won." Shen Lang controlled his strength and slapped Han Meimei's hand.

[Han Meimei, a martial artist in the Divine Wandering Realm before whipping the corpse, cultivation +1]

Chapter 215: Divine Sea Enters the Zhoutian

"Senior Brother Shen, it hurts!" Han Meimei looked at Shen Lang with a reproachful look.

"Little girl, this is to let you see the dangers of adults." Shen Lang smiled and said, "Starting tomorrow, how about we practice actual combat?"

Shen Lang was very fortunate that he had a power bank with him, which allowed him to quickly improve his cultivation.

I'm afraid that Han Meimei will have to make up for the progress lost in the past ten months.

Sure enough, the people around the Son of Fortune are not simple either.

There are only seven elders in the Divine Wandering Realm in Wanhua Valley, and the person in front of him is one of the future ones.

However, considering her age, if nothing unexpected happens, she shouldn't die within a hundred years...

I guess something must have happened.

Shen Lang didn't think much about it.

Whether it was Han Meimei or Tang Wei, they both died in another timeline, or the timeline predicted by the system.

When Shen Lang, like a butterfly, flapped his wings, everything was completely different.

Apart from anything else, Su Qing's fate must have changed, and the growth process of Lu Fengxian and Wei Qianluo must have far exceeded the original timeline.

Ok……

Wei Qianluo's strength may not have changed much, but Shen Lang can be sure that Lu Fengxian must have changed a lot.

After all, when he first met Lu Fengxian, he was just a soldier. If he wanted to practice, he would have to take many detours.

And Shen Lang shortened this detour a lot.

Not to mention others, just talking about Shen Lang himself, Shen Lang really doesn’t think that he needs a hundred years to reach the realm of heaven and man.

Cultivating true Qi is a long and arduous process, but the system can shorten this time infinitely.

"Actual combat?" Han Meimei's eyes widened: "I, I'm afraid of pain..."

"No!" Shen Lang said with a fierce face: "You can have a happy birthday today, but starting tomorrow, I can't let you go."

"You can't call me senior brother for nothing. I will train you well."

Unfortunately, there is only Han Meimei at present, so I have to rely on myself to train my spiritual self.

The advantage is that Han Meimei can supplement Shen Lang's cultivation, so the time he spends training his mental strength is twice as long as others or even more.

"Hmm..." Han Meimei pouted: "Why do you have to tell me on such a happy day? Can't you tell me tomorrow?"

"Next time, next time I will..." Shen Lang touched Han Meimei's head with a smile.

Snapped!

Han Meimei slapped Shen Lang's hand away: "Hateful..."

"Practice is indeed necessary." Shen Lang said seriously: "Once I break through to the Zhoutian realm and consolidate it for a period of time, I will be able to explore the way with the barbarians."

"We have a whole vein of spiritual stone here. Even if we mine it slowly, the scattered spiritual energy can enable us to cultivate at a very fast speed."

"Also, I noticed that you don't really like actual combat. I must train you well in this regard."

Now with a family and a child to support, Shen Lang has to be cautious.

If something happens to him, what will happen to Su Qing and Han Meimei?

Even though Shen Lang taught Han Meimei a lot of things, he was still not at ease.

Moreover, if Shen Lang laid a good foundation for this child when she was young, he could also prevent her from becoming a "corpse" within a hundred years.

"I'm not a child." Han Meimei muttered, "Don't treat me like a child!"

"Okay, you are not a child, you are a heroine who grew up with a child in the second level of the secret realm with great difficulty!" Shen Lang gave Han Meimei a thumbs up.

"Okay, got it..."

…………

at the same time.

Wei Qianluo looked at the battle report in front of him and couldn't help but feel very satisfied.

Four tribes...

As long as we unify the entire ground, I believe we can find a way out.

"leader."

The girl who had followed Wei Qianluo before came to Wei Qianluo, carrying someone with her.

"There's something strange about this person." The girl said to Wei Qianluo.

"Oh?" Wei Qianluo put down the battle report, gently raised his legs, picked up the hot water in front of him and took a sip.

Every move he made showed the demeanor of a great general.

"What's weird?" Wei Qianluo asked curiously.

"He said that there is a large tribe in the distance that seems to be swallowing up other tribes." said the girl.

"It's normal. In tribal affairs, it's always been you beat me and I beat you until we are unified." Wei Qianluo asked, "How far are we from that big tribe?"

"It would probably take several months or even a year to meet him, right?" the girl calculated.

"Is it just distance or something else?" Wei Qianluo continued.

"Hehe." The girl scratched her head and said a little embarrassedly: "I think we should swallow up these small tribes little by little. If they swallow up as fast as we do, we will probably form two snow regions in more than a year."

"Hmph, you're so sly." Wei Qianluo walked around the table in front of him, came to the girl, and tapped her forehead gently: "We have to be faster."

"When we meet them, we must have overwhelming force, otherwise..."

Wei Qianluo's mind flashed through the image of Muyun City covered in ice, snow and yellow sand: "It will be destroyed."

…………

In the days that followed, Shen Lang began to practice with Han Meimei.

It only took half a month for Shen Lang to achieve perfection in his sea of ​​consciousness.

I have to say, this girl's actual combat skills are really poor.

Shen Lang only used the Falling Snow Palm and made her jump up and down every day. She could hardly avoid a few palms from Shen Lang.

Shen Lang vaguely remembered that he only taught Wei Qianluo a few times, and after she exchanged a few moves with him, she could fight him on equal terms.

And what about Han Meimei? She herself does not have the weird fighting style of Qinqishuhua, so she is at a great disadvantage compared to someone like Shen Lang who has fought on the battlefield.

The most she could do was dodge the first set of Falling Snow Palms, and she couldn't even find the time to fight back.

It's just a sad story...

The gap in talent is truly terrifying.

In modern times, some people can get into Tsinghua University and Peking University, and can participate in the "Super Brain", but most people are just ordinary people.

Many students who study well and have good grades are already doing well in their class and in the whole school, but how do they rank across the country?

Moreover, for some people, even if they study very hard, it is all in vain because they lack talent and cannot get high scores in the exams and enter top universities.

The same is true for chess. Although Mr. Zhan ranks last among professional players, he was once a genius who swept all his peers.

"Brother, don't you want to practice anymore?" Han Meimei saw Shen Lang stop and quickly jumped down from the tree.

puff...

After Han Meimei landed, a cloud of snow and mist was blown away with her as the center.

Just now, in order to avoid Shen Lang's Falling Snow Palm, she climbed up the tree in just two seconds...

"Yeah." Shen Lang finished his training and stood up.

[Host: Shen Lang]

[Realm: Heavenly Man]