Chapter Thirty-Eight: Painting Cakes

Chaoyang Zhenjun was surrounded by clouds and mist, surrounded by fairyland clouds, surrounded by bursts of Sanskrit music and fairy music, and a large amount of aura poured into the dantian.

These spiritual qi were constantly compressed and compacted, surrounding a baby-like Yuan Infant in the center of his dantian.

These auras were absorbed little by little by the Yuan Infant in his body until they were saturated.

The excess aura gathered and changed shape, and finally diffused into a galaxy distributed in his dantian.

"Whew..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, the Perfection Realm was so powerful!

Chaoyang Zhenjun was surprised by the changes in his body, and sighed in his heart that it was just the realm of perfection, so what kind of power would he have when he cultivated to the point of becoming a god?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a trace of yearning in his heart.

After a while, he calmed down his breath and got up from the futon he didn't like, pushed the door open, and walked outside.

As soon as he opened the door, he found that the world outside the door was different, rare and exotic beasts, spirit butterflies and colorful mist, strange flowers and plants... All over the outside of the entire cave mansion, this is all a vision of his realm to improve the output?

He looked at this scene with some obsession, a colorful spirit butterfly landed on the tip of his nose, he was about to reach out to touch it, but he didn't expect the spirit butterfly to transform into a touch of aura and disappear into the air.

"Chaoyang, congratulations on stepping into the realm of consummation, from now on, my sect will have another monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage." Qiu Rakshasa smiled and bowed.

Chaoyang Zhenjun came to his senses and walked quickly towards the three people opposite.

He saluted the two of them, and the love on his face couldn't be hidden: "Old Ancestor, thank you two for cultivating the rising sun so much." ”

"It's also your own effort." He nodded at him, his eyes full of affirmation for him.

Wu Suyou tilted his head and couldn't figure out the situation: "Master, you haven't told me who this is??" ”

Although Wu Suyou is a little flamboyant on weekdays, he is still respectful and humble at the critical time, and he does not like to be called a fairy sister like in the past.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce to you this is Chaoyang Zhenjun, the elder of the Qi Sect, according to the rules of the sect, your cultivation is too low, just call him Zhenjun."

Zhenjun? How much better is that than yourself?

Wu Suyou gasped in his heart, although he has not spent many days here, he has also learned a little common sense.

He sighed in his heart, he was really one level higher than others, his cultivation was only one level higher than the bottom of the shrimp, and he saw that everyone was consciously one level lower.

Seeing that he can't even rank up to the rank now, thinking that he doesn't like to be called a master, or because of the convenience of his cheap mother, he feels that he has a long way to go, and when will he be able to return to the Tianyun Palace in his memory to avenge himself.

Wu Suyou threw away the twists and turns in his heart, and saluted towards Chaoyang Zhenjun respectfully on his face.

"Zhenjun."

This person is in good spirits on happy occasions, Chaoyang Zhenjun didn't care whether he was respectful or not, he looked at Wu Suyou with a smile and nodded with satisfaction.

He said, "You're Wu Suyou, right?" ”

"Know me?"

"Of course I know, I've heard a lot about you in the past two days."

"My deeds?" Wu Suyou scratched his head and looked at him puzzled.

He thought that he hadn't done anything unprecedented in the past two days, how could he be caught by this person.

"Hahahaha, I heard that you are a genius disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Body."

Wu Suyou heard him say this, rubbed his nose, and his movements seemed to be a little unnatural: "It's not that powerful, it's just that the master's nature is a little bit more favored by God than others." ”

"You kid doesn't know how to be humble." Qiu Rakshasa joked next to him,

Wu Suyou was speechless: "Tut-tut, others don't understand me, don't you still understand me, uncle?" I'm telling the truth, am I not talented? ”

"You kid will be flamboyant in a day, I don't know how to learn a good one, save me some snacks."

Chaoyang Zhenjun looked at Qiu Rakshasa with a blank face and asked puzzledly, "Uncle Shi, this child is your nephew?" ”

"Don't get me wrong without you, this is my nephew who I just recognized a few days ago because I think he is interesting." Qiu Rakshasa hurriedly replied.

"I see, but this kid is very popular, and even I want to accept him as a disciple when I see it." Chaoyang Zhenjun touted on the side.

The person who said this had no heart, but the person who listened to it was intentional, and when he heard Chaoyang Zhenjun say that he was a disciple, Wu Suyou's little ears stood up.

"Hey, hey, Zhenjun, I heard you right, right? You just said that you want to take me as an apprentice? ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun had a smile on his face, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, although he said that he was accepting him as an apprentice, but it was just a kind word he said to Qiu Rakshasa, how could this kid still take it seriously?

I didn't like to see the embarrassed look on Chaoyang Zhenjun's face, and helped to relieve the siege: "How can you kid rush to let people accept apprentices, Chaoyang is the master of your head uncle, and the disciples of the sect are no longer accepting apprentices." ”

Wu Suyou was a little disappointed: "So that's the case." ”

Chaoyang Zhenjun was also very embarrassed at the time, and he hurriedly said: "Regarding the question of this child's master, Ancestor actually came here for this matter this time. ”

"Oh?" I don't like to wait for his following.

Chaoyang Zhenjun said with a smile: "The day before yesterday, the Dao told me about this, and after thinking about it, the only person in the entire sect who can teach the Heavenly Spirit Body is you, Ancestor, are qualified. ”

"You want me to take him as an apprentice?"

I don't like the eyes that look at him calmly, and that gaze seems to be able to discern what is going on in his heart.

"We want this kid to participate in the Mountain Gate Contest in a month's time, and compete with the sect elite for the position of your disciple."

Before he could reply, Qiu Rakshasa just laughed first: "Chaoyang, what you said is interesting, this kid is only a first-level Qi cultivator, how can he compete with those Jin Ying disciples?" ”

"Uncle Shi doesn't know, this move is also to see what the strength of this child's heart is."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Although the Heavenly Spirit Body is not easy to come by, but the body of the Ancestor can't afford it, if this kid is superior in strength and cultivates quickly, then it should be accepted by the Ancestor as a disciple."

Qiu Rakshasa frowned and asked, "What if he can't?" ”

"If he can't, all the sect elders and peak masters will also gather here during the Great Competition of the Mountain Gate, and they can also find another mentor for him."

His voice fell, and he looked at him with a respectful look and asked cautiously, "Ancestor, do you see?" ”

"I told you that it's up to you to decide what is going on in the sect, so if you think it's okay."

Chaoyang Zhenjun listened to this, and replied with a salute to the dislike: "Yes." ”

Wu Suyou frowned and looked at the three of them: "So, isn't I a ball?" ”

"A ball?" Qiu Rakshasa asked curiously.

"Isn't it a ball that is tossed around?" Wu Suyou twisted his brows and was a little impatient.

I didn't like to look at him like this, so I couldn't help but reach out and pinch his nose and say, "Don't you want to practice with me in the future?" Do you want to be my teacher? ”

Wu Suyou was still a little uncomfortable being treated as a child, he tilted his head and blushed and said, "I am willing to practice under you, but isn't that why I go to participate in a big competition?" ”

Wu Suyou's voice became lower and lower: "Uncle also said that my cultivation is likely to not even be able to beat them..."