No matter how Ren Qingyin Zhenren thought about it, he couldn't have imagined that there would be a little genius with a bone of sixty-four among the miscellaneous disciples, and this little genius was still a freak who couldn't understand the warning on the jade slip and cultivated indiscriminately, and even succeeded. Qingyin Zhenren can be regarded as an elder who has been in the mountain gate for a long time, where has he ever seen such a strange guy as glutinous rice.

Those who can usually enter the mountain gate, even if they are not rich and noble, are in a good situation at home. It can be said that there are quite few people like Zhuzi who are really from poor backgrounds. Especially in recent years, which family has not spent a lot of money to enter the mountain gate. Who would have thought that an illiterate child would be mixed in.

Qingyin Zhenren can't say that he hates disciples with poor qualifications, but he doesn't even have the slightest interest in disciples who don't work hard. Especially after instructing a large number of miscellaneous disciples in front of him, even the monks in the Qi cultivation period felt a little tired. Anyway, the little boy in front of him had already touched a little threshold, and Qingyin Zhenren only casually helped Nuomi run for a week, and then hastily let go of his hand, and the time was less than half of the disciples in front.

Nuomi only felt that there was a warm and powerful true yuan force that spread along the acupoints on her back to the dantian, surging and gentle enveloping her dantian. The feeling of warmth is as if your whole body has been soaked in hot water, and it is very comfortable. Under the slow movement of Qingyin Zhenren's powerful True Yuan Force, the True Yuan Force in the glutinous rice itself accumulated in the zài dantian was also forcibly divided into two thin strands, cold and warm, and after gradually elongating, it ran through each acupoint at a very fast speed for a week.

"Alright, let's go."

"Ah...... Thank you, thank you, uncle. ”

"What uncle, it's Uncle Shizu."

Qingyin Zhenren snorted unhappily, waved his hand and drove away the glutinous rice that thanked him.

However, although he was unhappy on the surface, he actually didn't hate this little doll who thanked him very much in his heart. With such a large group of rookie disciples lined up, there were not many who thanked him after the guidance. Many of the disciples were probably not rude, but they didn't dare to say anything when they saw his impatient face, and hurriedly walked away. Although he didn't care very much, seeing Nuomi pinching the corners of his clothes timidly and thanking him, his feelings about Nuomi changed a little. At least this is a polite child.

After feeling better, Qingyin Zhenren's face also looked a little better, and he asked again for the first time:

"What's the problem?"

Nuomi looked up timidly, and saw that Qingyin Zhenren was really asking, so he quickly asked his own question, "Uncle Shi, I still can't learn to use a spirit hoe." ”

Qingyin Zhenren was stunned, rolled his eyes and glared at Nuomi, and said directly, "Are you an idiot?" ”

He always thought that Nuomi was a disciple who had been cultivating in the mountain gate for three years, and after working like this for three years, he still couldn't learn to use magic weapons, and it was already a compliment to describe him as an idiot. He didn't think about it seriously, if Nuomi really stayed in the mountain gate for three years in such an unclear way, where could he earn a little spirit stone, maybe he would be driven out of the mountain gate because he couldn't complete the work.

Although these miscellaneous disciples are likely to have some connections in their families and pay some money to buy a place every year, they also work hard. It can only be said that Qingyin Zhenren does not know much about the requirements for miscellaneous disciples in the mountain gate. Worldly gold and silver are no longer attractive to cultivators. They took out a little bit of the remaining elixir, which could be regarded as an elixir in the secular world, in exchange for a large amount of wealth, where would they still look at such a small amount of gold and silver.

If the miscellaneous disciples in the mountain gate do not work hard, they will only be expelled from the mountain gate in the end.

Nuomi naturally didn't know Qingyin Zhenren's thoughts, she also thought that Qingyin Zhenren knew that Senior Brother Zhuzi had taught her the method of releasing True Yuan Force, so she immediately became embarrassed, bowed her head and apologized honestly and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

Seeing that Nuomi was so timid, Qingyin Zhenren was also a little embarrassed to continue to say anything, so he snorted and grabbed Nuomi's hand and dragged it over.

Glutinous rice had injuries on her fingers, and she was pinched so hard by Qingyin Zhenren that she couldn't help but scream. Although she immediately bit her lip and stubbornly held back, this had already attracted the attention of Qingyin Zhenren. Qingyin Zhenren originally wanted to laugh at the young man in front of him like a little girl, but he suddenly saw the wound on the fingertip of the glutinous rice.

The loose nails were mixed with unwashed mud and blood, and the glutinous rice mentioned the spirit hoe just now, and Qingyin Zhenren was only stunned to understand the origin of those wounds. In his heart, Glutinous Rice is a waste who has poor qualifications and is unwilling to work hard, and only mixes some food in the mountain gate every day, and never thought that Glutinous Rice would use his own fingers to dig the soil, and he was so scarred. Although it can't be said that it has changed the glutinous rice, the words of shame and laughter can't be spoken, and the strength of his hands can't help but loosen.

Qingyin Zhenren thought about the jerky true yuan power in the glutinous rice body, as if he had just come into contact with the exercises, so he naturally couldn't control the true yuan power in his body freely. He held the back of Nuomi's hand, and used the powerful True Yuan Force to carry the True Yuan Power of Nuo Mi to run several times, until Nuomi himself could barely diffuse the True Yuan Power out of his body, and Qingyin Zhenren stopped.

"Did you learn?"

"Yes. Thank you, Uncle Shi. ”

Nuomi still looks timid, but she smiles very happily on her face, as if she has forgotten the injury on her hand, and she looks like she wants to try it immediately.

Qingyin Zhenren snorted, and he understood the thin little guy in front of him a little. This delicate and delicate child is simple and innocent, and with a little childish shyness, he can't even speak very neatly, but he can be regarded as polite. He didn't have much of the heart to figure out why this baby was cultivating so young, but now at least he didn't hate this little boy. If you don't think that the glutinous rice qualification is too poor, you may have already moved the mind of accepting the boy at this time.

When the glutinous rice retreated, Qingyin Zhenren endured it, and finally took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage bag and threw it into the glutinous rice's hand.

"Take it back and wash your fingers and wipe it once a day."

Looking at the glutinous rice's shining eyes like a small animal that only got food, Qingyin Zhenren was a little puzzled by how he suddenly became kind, he was very short of spirit stones recently, so he took over the work of passing on the gong. He had no choice but to comfort himself silently in his heart. Thanks to the wound medicine, this kind of thing was made by himself, and it was not worth half a spirit stone at all.