After the two entered the ruins of Liu Huaidong's ancestor, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, it was already two rounds of the sun and the moon alternating in the past.

The next night, Liu Huaidong was still in the stone room where the Five Elements Gathering Spirit Array was arranged, and he practiced the Jishou stick method with a chaotic stick, trying in vain to follow the teachings of his ancestors and use this stupidest method to refine the stick intent that he had finally understood.

If everyone is watching the stick method, it is not difficult to find that Liu Huaidong is now performing this Jishou stick method, and he has already reached the point where they are so-called perfect.

If it is a battle with the enemy, such a stick method that does not enter the water will not leave the enemy with the slightest opportunity!

And every time Liu Huaidong walks the stick, there will always be a little bit of mystical artistic conception in the moves that even he may not be aware of, as if there is a momentum of immortal Buddha annihilation under the stick.

In this repeated exercise, every move and style of the Jishou stick method has been imperceptibly changed, and it seems to have become the instinct that Liu Huaidong memorized in all cells.

Now that he has used the Extreme Shou Stick Method, after handing out a move, he no longer has to deliberately think about how the next move should be continued, and his body will completely rely on instinct to complete the flowing move.

It's like a chef who has been dealing with the kitchen for half his life, where each can of spices is, and when he needs to use it, he doesn't even need to look at it, and he can easily grasp the seasonings or ingredients used without deviation.

Finally, after a bitter trick again, Liu Huaidong was tired and sweaty, and he collapsed to the ground like mud, his chest rising and falling with the heavy panting of snorting.

"Six hundred...... Seventy-two times, whew...... Damn, this is too special to be a physical job, I ...... Why do you have to think about it and fix it? How good is it to move bricks on the construction site......

The ancestor Yuan Shen, who was treating Sun Ya next to him, glanced at Liu Huaidong who was lying on the ground like a dead dog from a distance.

When the Yuan God saw that even if Liu Huaidong was lying down at the moment, he was always holding the Chaos Heaven Stick reflexively, and as for the black long stick, there was a bit of unobvious but mysterious qi around it, and he finally grinned in approval of the achievements of this junior.

As Sun Ya had just come to this stone room, she had always maintained the posture of being held up by her ancestor Yuan Shen with qi in the void for the past two days, while Liu Huaidong's ancestor Yuan Shen continued to release a majestic cyan qi with his palm, which subtly integrated into Sun Ya's body meridians and limbs.

Today's Sun Ya has already recovered her previous appearance of water hibiscus, and her skin from head to toe has completely recovered its original elasticity and luster.

It's nothing more than that pretty face, which is still a little imperceptible and sickly, not even as pale and powerless as when he came to relatives.

Obviously, Liu Huaidong's ancestor Yuanshen's medical saint name is really not for nothing, although it is only a Yuanshen, but this big guy can still throw Liu Huaidong away from this half-hanger for several streets.

The silence in the stone room is terrifying, it has been like this for the past two days, except for Liu Huaidong's occasional few broken complaints after being tired into a dog, Sun Ya is in a state of sleep, not sleeping, and the medical saint Yuan Shen is reluctant to say more than half a word of nonsense

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As for this old ancestor's two words of Liu Huaidong's cultivation bottleneck or something, hehe, I completely thought too much.

Since he decided to practice the Thousand Lives Stick Method, a small goal that is so perverted that it can no longer be perverted in the eyes of ordinary people, this old ancestor can be said to ignore his children and grandchildren.

Dead dogs lay on the cold stone room floor for about three minutes, Liu Huaidong suddenly jumped up from the ground with a carp blow, and just recovered a little bit of qi, he was instantly blessed by all the black long stick in his hand.

"Six hundred and seventy-three times, start!"

A long stick with eyebrows, once again he was playing tiger and tiger in this stone room that no one cared about.

After practicing the stick method five hundred times, even Liu Huaidong himself could perceive that every time he did more, his understanding of the essence of this superior stick method would far exceed the previous one.

If you really want to practice like this, after a thousand times of consummation, Liu Huaidong feels that he doesn't have to work hard in the Holy Dao of Medicine in his life, and directly proclaimed himself a stick god, and I believe that no one in the cultivation world dares to criticize it......

If you really want to have a small eye, it's easy to do, then use the Chaotian stick and the extreme longevity stick method to reason with them!

Just when Liu Huaidong was playing the Jishou stick method over and over again like a crazy demon, and Sun Ya was also becoming more and more youthful with the efforts of his ancestor Yuanshen, Qingshan Miao Village, a whole village of people, was depressed and sad for the past two days.

In the tent where Nucha lived, after a violent squeak of the wooden bed shaking, Nucha didn't look at Dorothy beside him, just put on his pants and got out of bed, lit a cigarette for himself, and put it to his mouth.

"Come and give me medicine. ”

After taking a hard puff of his cigarette, Nucha said coldly and gave an order to the woman behind him without looking back.

Dorothy's expression stiffened, she reflexively got out of bed like a marionette, and after getting dressed quickly, she walked to Nucha's side, grabbed a small jade bottle on the table, Miao Zhai's secret recipe ointment, and used her slightly cold slender onion fingers to dip it a little bit and apply it to the red, swollen and bruised areas of Nucha's body.

These wounds are naturally due to Liu Huaidong.

When she was being served with the medicine, Nucha kept her eyes squinted, and the resentment in her eyes had not diminished for two or two nights.

Dorothy, who was probably drugged him, was a little heavier without paying attention, and was directly slammed into her by Nucha and slapped her pretty face.

"Smack!"

After the pleasant crisp sound, there was a red slap mark on Dorothy's delicate face.

"Clumsy thing, get out of the way, I'm going to talk to my uncle about asking my ancestor to go out of the mountain!" With that, Nucha lifted the coat on the back of the chair, ignored the tears of the woman behind him, and walked straight to the door.

When he pushed open the wooden door panel, this bastard was cold as if he remembered something, and turned around and instructed, "Give Lao Tzu a good temper of your own qi, if before tomorrow, I can't restore my natal Gu worm by relying on double cultivation, I will directly let it swallow your waste that can't turn into a Jiao for a long time!"

In the end, he put down a cruel sentence, and Nucha pushed the door straight out, and did not forget to demonstrate when he left

Smashed the door panel out of the sky.

It wasn't until a few minutes later, when it was confirmed that Nucha had gone far and would not return, that Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed with a weak body.

This ill-fated woman, staring blankly at the table-sized window of the tent, staring at the cunning moonlight that came in outside, the tears that had always accumulated in her eyes in those two lines, finally rolled down her cheeks without a fight.

After sobbing for a while, the woman wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve with an unwilling face, gently stretched out her right hand, and a small gray-brown snake climbed out from her sleeve and arm, and finally sat cross-legged between the soft palms.

The little hand happened to be placed in the cunning moonlight shining into the dim room from the window, and in the beam, the little snake in the palm of the palm was actually transforming into a single horn on the top of its head, and the scales were becoming more and more sharp and sharp at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Such a form is the manifestation of the beetle snake!

In fact, as early as half a month ago, Dorothy, a natal Gu worm, had gradually shown signs of turning into a Jiao.

What's ridiculous is that what is used as the nourishment for the evolution of this beetle snake is not dragon qi, nor does it rely on devouring other Gu worms, but the boundless resentment and monstrous hatred of the owner Dorothy herself!

The Gu worm, which had always been concealed by its owner, was coiled on Dorothy's palm with a body more than five inches long, and the strange thing was that when the moonlight outside the window shone on its faintly white scales after transformation, there was actually a layer of dust that had been transformed into a little fluorescent, scattered and floating in the air.

At this moment, Dorothy suddenly stretched out the index finger of her left hand, used her fingernails as a sword, and slashed a bloody mark on the wrist of her right hand holding the natal Gu worm.

Immediately, I saw Dorothy begin to close her eyes, silently running her own unique exercises, and with the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth being incorporated into her body, the fluorescent dust scattered and floating in the air, Jing also seemed to be being pulled and poured into the blood mouth at Dorothy's wrist artery.

After condensing the cold moonlight and the fluorescent dust of the cold poison of the Gu worms, after drilling into that wound, it quickly merged with Dorothy's blood in the process of refining the spiritual power of heaven and earth into her own mana.

Time passed quietly bit by bit, and before I knew it, more than three hours had passed.

During this time, Dorothy had always maintained the movement of lifting the natal Gu worm, motionless like a stone statue.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and Nucha kicked open the wooden door and broke into the tent, and Dorothy skillfully made the Gu worm get back into her sleeve and attach it to her in the form of a tattoo.

At the same time, the blood-stained wound that appeared on the snow-white wrist was healed in less than a breath under the warmth of the moonlight, and even the bloodstains on the edge were drilled into it before the wound healed as if they had given birth to a spiritual mind.

After Nucha broke through the door, he saw that Dorothy was cultivating with his eyes closed, and regardless of whether it would disturb her, he directly pounced, hugged Dorothy's delicate body three times and divided two by two, and pressed her body down on the wooden bed.

"Come, Lao Tzu to see if you have been lazy in your cultivation for the past few hours, I hope that this time my natal Gu worm can get more feedback from you, if it disappoints me...... You know the consequences!"