After Liu Yongquan left, He Lang began to calculate the accounts, and it didn't take long for him to hear a very weak breathing sound in his ears, and he smiled.

"Xiao Jin, come out, my brother knows you're there. ”

"Brother, such a simple account, why are you so struggling to calculate!" Xiao Jin looked at it for a while, and found that He Lang had calculated it over and over again, and kept smearing it everywhere, which seemed to be wrong.

He Lang frowned, he felt that Xiao Jin's words were too straightforward.

"Not everyone has a brain as good as you, and so are you, seeing that I'm working so hard, and you don't help me figure it out, and you're still peeking there. ”

He Lang put down his pen and said with a sigh.

Xiao Jin picked up the pen and wrote down the numbers he had already calculated, and said: "In the future, you can wait for me to calculate these, don't you often say, do what you are good at, you still calculate it yourself, isn't it a waste of time?"

He Lang was so angry that his brain hurt, and he said angrily: "Okay, I'll keep these for you in the future, and I won't waste time!"

Xiao Jin was very proud when he heard this, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Brother, what about the money, if the business is good these days, you should have two thousand and forty taels of gold in your hand." ”

"Xiao Jin, I just gave the money to the master, and asked him to help me find your sister Mo, there are still forty taels here, you can put it away first." ”

"Brother, Sister Mo still has no news?"

Xiao Jin Bian said while taking the forty taels of gold handed over by He Lang, he knew that since selling the pills, most of the money they earned had been used to find Mo Fei'er, but there was still no progress.

"yes, I don't know what happened to them now. ”

"Brother, Sister Mo, they will definitely be fine, don't worry too much. Xiao Jin saw He Lang's sad expression, and his heart also became sad.

"It's all because I'm too useless, I can't even build a foundation, it's been six years, why am I still in the Qi refining period?"

Since He Lang was no longer under the constraints of the Demon Emperor Yuanshen, as long as he had time, he would practice the exercises, but the progress was slow, he couldn't see any signs of breaking through the foundation, if he could build the foundation, he would be able to fly with the sword, and he could also go to find Mo Fei'er's whereabouts, but now, he could only wait.

"Brother, I have a way to help you build the foundation as soon as possible, you can try. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

Xiao Jin believes that the reason why He Lang's cultivation cannot be improved is because without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is difficult to make progress just by groping on his own.

"I think you should ask more masters, you always lock yourself in the house, how can you improve?"

"Xiao Jin, I don't think I'm really the material for practice, it's not like I haven't consulted others, don't you see that my second brother can't do anything about it, he is a Jin Dan cultivator, can't he still guide me?"

"You can listen to me in the future, and I will keep you for less than two months, and you will be able to build a successful foundation. ”

"What can you do with your little hairy boy?"

"Don't look down on people, just listen to me, leave the matter of making money to me, and you can cultivate hard every day. ”

Thinking that if he could really build a foundation successfully, it would be really unwanted, so he nodded obediently, and his eyes were full of expectation, hoping that a miracle would appear.

In order to help He Lang improve his cultivation, Xiao Jin also practiced together when He Lang was practicing, hoping that the experience he had explored could help the other party.

However, Xiao Jin is a demon cultivator, and the exercises he cultivates are two different branches from He Lang, he began to practice half a year ago under the guidance of Cang Jin, and then worshiped Xing Hai as a master, although it is intermittent, but it has now reached the period of general wisdom, which is equivalent to the foundation of human cultivation, he doesn't understand why he can break through in only half a year, but He Lang has been cultivating since he was a child, and he can't build a foundation yet.

He believes that all of this is because He Lang is not strict with himself, and his method is actually very simple, that is, to watch He Lang practice every day.

He Lang has been tossed by Xiao Jin a lot recently, he is busy refining medicine during the day, and he has to be supervised to practice at night, so he only feels that he has no time to spare.

Xiao Jin was still in Dongbin City, and He Lang invited many monks who he thought were superb in cultivation, but after He Lang's observation, all of them were for the purpose of eating and drinking, and none of them had real talents.

On this day, He Lang was busy alchemy with Hua Qing, and they were currently refining a new kind of Great Tonic Pill that strengthened the foundation of Peiyuan, after taking this elixir, the viscera eroded by the demon poison will slowly return to normal, not only the treatment effect is remarkable, but also to strengthen the body, and the most important thing is that the spirit grass of this Great Tonic Pill is extremely common in Dongbin City, which is usually planted outside the courtyard of the people's Cordyceps.

They had just refined the first pot of elixir, and when He Lang and Hua Qing were excited about the new elixir that had been successfully refined, Xiao Jin came to him.

"Brother, Mr. Zhang from Dongfeng Gate outside the city asks to see me, he has unveiled my recruitment list, you go and see if he can be your master. ”

Xiao Jin took great pains to find a master for He Lang, and finally he posted a list of recruiting wise men next to the treatment center with a relatively concentrated population, but he didn't expect that in less than three days, this was already the eighth person.

Of course, the first seven have been easily identified by He Lang, and they are people who eat and drink.

Xiao Jin repeatedly assured that this Mr. Zhang was indeed presentable, and asked He Lang to meet him quickly.

He Lang had no choice but to come to the lobby under the urging of Xiao Jin to meet with the worldly masters who came to Mao Sui to recommend themselves.

"Brother, this is Mr. Zhang, he was an elder of Dongfeng Gate before. ”

Xiao Jin couldn't see the other party's cultivation, so he thought that this Mr. Zhang should be a high-level cultivator with a high cultivation.

He Lang glanced at the person in front of him, this person was medium-talented, wearing a Taoist hat, wearing a Taoist robe, pedaling on the clouds, holding a dustbrush, and he looked decent, but he always felt that there was something wrong with this person.

"Mr. Zhang, what kind of cultivation are you at present? ”

"Duan Gongzi, Zhang has no cultivation, but he has many years of experience in preaching, and I heard that Duan Gongzi needs to improve his exercises, and preaching is also an indispensable part. ”

When Xiao Jin heard this, he was also extremely embarrassed, and when he saw He Lang's unhappy look, he hurriedly called Mr. Zhang, who recommended himself, aside and persuaded him to return with kind words.

After watching Mr. Zhang leave, He Lang said to Xiao Jin: "Don't look for it in the future, you can find a master monster on the edge of the treatment station!"

Thinking of Xiao Jin for himself, he said: "Xiao Jin, you spare me, it's not a way for you to force me every day, and cultivation can not be achieved in a hurry!"

Zhan Zhaohua saw that He Lang and Xiao Jin had been mysterious recently, and he was very curious, so he came to He Lang's alchemy room this day, sat down and asked: "He Lang, have you been very busy lately, you don't have time to invite you to drink?

He Lang glared at Xiao Jin and said: "Isn't it him, if there is a way for me to build a foundation, I really believe his nonsense, I can't eat and sleep well after this toss." ”

"Brother, I also have good intentions, who knows that you are really an elm pimple, and you don't open your mind! I also know now, you are indeed not that piece of material. Xiao Jin's face was full of disgust for He Lang.

"Xiao Jin, how can you talk to your brother, what do you think you are angry with him?" Zhan Zhaohua saw He Lang's face full of anger, and knew that if he didn't persuade him, Xiao Jin was likely to be beaten.

Of course, He Lang hoped that he could build a foundation, but as long as he sat cross-legged in a fixed place and began to comprehend, his eyelids began to fight, and he would have fallen asleep after a while, if it wasn't for Xiao Jin patting his head on the side from time to time, he would have sat there and fallen asleep.

Knowing He Lang's current situation, Zhan Zhaohua was also surprised, he didn't expect that He Lang would not even be able to reach the determination, and it would be even more difficult to break through the foundation.

He thought for a moment and said, "I heard that Suo Dan Sect has an immortal pill called Qi Breaking Pill, this kind of pill is taken when it is unable to break through the tenth layer, and after taking it, it can help cultivators quickly gather qi into liquid and reach the conditions for building a foundation. ”

He Lang listened disapprovingly, he felt that no matter how much pill he had, it would be of little use to him, he had already given up on himself, and he couldn't even reach the determination, even if he could build a foundation, the future would be bleak, so it was better to save money to enjoy life.

Xiao Jin was very interested, but only asked briefly.

Not long after this incident, Xiao Jin left Dongbin City, and it turned out that he had gone to help He Lang buy the pills he needed to cultivate the exercises.

Before Xiao Jin left, he made it very clear to He Lang, saying that he would not be able to come back for at least ten days, and told He Lang not to stop practicing.

He Lang felt very wonderful, Xiao Jin was the second person in the world to urge himself to practice, the first one was of course his strict father, He Lang always felt that he had no talent for practice, eating and waiting for death was what he was best at, and crossing the Flying Immortal had almost nothing to do with him.

Although before Xiao Jin left, He Lang promised very well that he would practice hard, but as soon as the other party's front foot left, He Lang released the duck.

As soon as it was dark, he invited Zhan Zhaohua here, ordered a few dishes in the dining hall, moved them to his own room, and the two chatted while eating.

Since the incident with Jinyun, Zhan Zhaohua has always been single, and he no longer has any concerns, and the two of them get together, and there are still a lot of topics.

"He Lang, why are you suddenly idle, didn't you have no time before?"

Zhan Zhaohua felt very strange and asked casually.

"Second brother, I used to need to plant spiritual grass, and I was so busy every day that I couldn't spare time, but now that the spiritual grass is in surplus, the time will naturally be free. ”

"Now the second brother is here to talk to you, those guys see me like a mouse sees a cat, do you think I'm so scary?"

He Lang knew that since Jinyun disappeared, Zhan Zhaohua's temper had grown, almost to the point where he didn't like anyone.

"You're really too them, can you use a little thing to make such a big fuss?"

"Brother, what's the use of saying that I'm doing so many things now, staying alone from morning till night, and not even having someone to say a word of intimacy. ”

"Am I the same, you have lived at least two years of happy life, your brother and I have never known what happy life is!"

The two began to complain at the dinner table.

Zhan Zhaohua suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where is that kid Xiaojin, doesn't he supervise your practice every day?"