Sun Zhenyan pretended to be pitiful and deceived Meng Xiaopao's defenseless kindness, and Meng Xiaopao helped him all the way back to the house, the sun was blazing, and there was not much shade under the eaves.

The old square table happened to be one person, Tie Niang has been worried since she came back from the town, and when she saw this old man with a face, she was also cautious and said: "The old man is not from our village, right, I don't know where to fight such a face?" ”

Sun Zhenyan has lived for such a long time, and there are naturally countless places he has been to, and he has questions and answers to the three people in front of him: "The little old man wandered here from Shikuo Village, and the son of the family is not a weapon, and when he saw that I was lame and old, and I couldn't do anything, they kicked me out of the house, hey~ Don't Xiao descendants, I have fed in vain~"

Sun Zhenyan's words were sincere, and Meng Xiaopao suddenly felt familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he said: "Grandpa, are you from Shikuo Village?" ”

Meng Xiaopao, who has no scheming truth, kindness, and whiteness, will show everything in his heart without concealing it on his face.

Sun Zhenyan was an old gray wolf, how could he not understand the meaning of Meng Xiaopao, his pitiful tone remained unchanged, and his voice deliberately said with sadness: "Little girl, you have heard of Shikuo Village, I have been wandering for more than three years, and I don't know what the village looks like now." Saying that, he stared at Meng Xiaopao with a pair of longing eyes and said, "Little girl, if you know Shikuo Village, can you tell me what Shikuo Village has become now?" ”

Meng Xiaopao was powerless to refute what she said in a few words, she only stayed in Shikuo Village for less than half a day before she was sold into Chunfeng Building, she didn't know what Shikuo Village was like herself, let alone narrating it to others.

Sun Zhenyan was very cunning, and when he saw that Meng Xiaopao didn't speak, he continued to speak: "Is the little girl afraid that after saying it, it will make me, a little old man, feel love?" ”

When Meng Xiaopao heard this, he followed his words and slipped away: "Yes, old man, it's been three years, you have forgotten about those unfilial descendants in Shikuo Village, I am also a lonely and helpless person, if you don't dislike it, we will wander around and live together in the future." ”

Sun Zhenyan thought that he would take a little more time to let Meng Xiaopao take him, but who knew that such a simple thing would become, and he was used to the life of hiding a knife in his smile, and suddenly meeting this kind of person with his arms and arms made him a little unaccustomed.

There was a sudden sense of guilt in the bottom of my heart: "The little girl doesn't dislike my useless little old man so much, then I will follow you with a thick skin, and then you don't dislike my useless old man." ”

Meng Xiaopao thought in his heart, there is no more than one person, no less, seeing that he is so pitiful, it is better to bring it together, and there is no need to be so polite and polite when his mind is decided: "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't dislike you, my name is Meng Xiaopaw, what about you, grandpa?" ”

Sun Zhenyan thought about it deliberately and said: "Hey, it's been a long time, I've almost forgotten my name, my name is Sun Zhen, and I'll eat with you in the future." ”

Meng Xiaopao patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I will never let you go hungry." ”

Sun Zhenyan's matter was settled, but Tie Niang's matter had not been discussed, and Tie Niang saw that Meng Xiaopao had brought such an old man with her, and she felt a little pity for this old man's life experience, so she didn't object to anything, after all, she also used other people's money.

"Miss Meng, when are we leaving?" Iron Niang said anxiously.

Meng Xiaopao was forced by Tie Niang's eager eyes to have no choice, so he could only advance the time and said: "Let's set off tomorrow morning, let's have a good night's rest tonight, and set off on time tomorrow morning." ”

Meng Xiaopao's tone was firm, and Tie Niang didn't refute anymore, and the four of them sat quietly at the table and stared at each other.

Meng Xiaopao will always be a person who can't stand loneliness, looking at the quiet hall, she broke the silent atmosphere with a voice: "Tieqiu, is it okay for my sister to teach you martial arts now?" ”

The two had secretly discussed before, and everything about cultivating immortals was replaced by martial arts.

Tieqiu understood Meng Xiaopao's words, and he replied excitedly: "Okay, let's practice martial arts." ”

Tie Niang didn't know the little secret of the two people, so she worried: "Miss Meng, can my son's body withstand the hard work of martial arts?" ”

"Withstand, withstand, you can rest assured, I taught him to practice martial arts for his good, if he doesn't strengthen his muscles and bones, how can he support his body when the ants are gone."

Although Meng Xiaosplash explained, Tie Niang was still a little uneasy, she said that she wanted to watch from the side, Meng Xiaosplash refused, regardless of Tie Niang's expression, Meng Xiaosplash pulled the iron ball into his room.

There was not much sound in a door, and Tie Niang came to the door worriedly and pestleed.

The opportunity is rare, Sun Zhenyan is here for the immortal law in their mouth, and he doesn't practice martial arts outside but runs to the house to practice, which is in addition to the internal force, I am afraid that only the immortal law they said will be like this.

Sun Zhenyan raised his internal force to the extreme, and the perception of his ears was adjusted to an excellent state, as long as Meng Xiaopao said their words, he could definitely hear the sevenfold internal force.

When Sun Zhenyan raised her internal force, Tie Niang suddenly felt a cold behind her, she turned her head to look, Sun Zhenyan sat at the table sloppily as always, feeling fleeting, Tie Niang was worried about her son, so she didn't care too much.

in the room.

Meng Xiaopao and Tie Qiu both sat cross-legged, and Meng Xiaopao sat behind Tie Qiu, because the medical soul wanted to use her body to open up the mortal veins for the iron ball to deliver cultivation techniques.

Meng Xiaopao asked when everything was ready, "Are you ready for the iron ball?" It may be very painful for a while, but you have to endure it, if you can't bear it, you won't be able to heal the disease, and then your sister will be powerless to do everything she can. ”

Meng Xiaopao's words were not deliberately suppressed, so the two people outside the door listened to it sincerely, and Tie Niang only now understood Meng Xiaopao's intentions, it turned out that practicing martial arts was to save her son's life.

Knowing the cause and effect of the matter, Tie Niang's heart became even heavier, she returned to the table and sat down, clasping her hands and trying not to let herself think about her son.

In the room, Meng Xiaopao's eyes turned green again, and her left hand pressed against the iron ball's wood-like vest, and then the immortal cultivation technique continued to drill into the iron ball along the palm of her hand.

The iron ball situation is special, he can't directly accept the opening of the magic method like Meng Xiaopao, due to the decline of physical functions, the meridians in his body are also depleted, and if he wants to open up the mortal veins, he can only let the medical soul use his own secret method to cooperate and open up, and open it while nourishing.

The magic formula given to the iron ball by the medical soul is relatively ordinary, his physique is too weak, like the kind of superb magic used by Meng Xiaopao, he has no happiness at all, and he abandons the good and bad use, and the medical soul instills a chicken-like auxiliary subordinate formula into the iron ball.

Because the healing soul was nourishing and opening up, the iron ball didn't feel much pain, which was a world different from the treatment when Meng Xiaopao opened up.

There are also high and low methods for cultivating immortals, and the weaker the spirituality, the lower the level of the methods, and the formulas are mortal, lower, high, and best in order. At this time, the iron ball is not the worst.

This time, it took a lot of time to open up the meridians for the iron ball, and it took four hours.

Outside the door, Tie Niang went to make lunch, Sun Zhenyan also put away the blessing of internal force, there was no communication in the room for two hours, and he wasted four hours in vain, and at this time he was secretly planning a new plan in his heart.

Because she is leaving tomorrow, Tie Niang will cook all the food, and there is not much food at home, except for some cabbage or something, there is basically no meat at all, and the only thing worth noting is the steaming white rice.

Usually the mother and daughter don't dare to eat like this, this is because they are leaving, so they steam a meal of rice ruthlessly.

Waiting outside the door for the two to eat, Meng Xiaopao whispered to Tieqiu at this time: "The meridians have been successfully opened, and I will teach you to cultivate spiritual power when the time comes, you go out to eat, remember that this is our little secret, don't tell anyone." ”

The tone of the iron ball being splashed in his ear was a little itchy, he reached out and scratched his ear, and then nodded: "Sister, don't you eat?" ”

Meng Xiaopao shook his head and said, "My sister is a little tired, you eat first, and leave some for my sister." ”

After the iron ball obediently went out, Meng Xiaopao breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the bed, and after four hours, his legs were numb.

While moving his legs, he asked the healing soul who had already recovered his soul power, "You said that there is a faint spiritual root in the iron sphere?" ”

The mortal veins opened up are not counted as spiritual roots, so whenever we talk about spiritual roots, we refer to the ethereal spiritual roots that come with us.

"Yes, but there are too many hemp ants in his body to thoroughly find out what kind of spiritual root it is, the earth spirit root is the yellow of the earth, the heavenly spirit root is the white of the sky, and the ethereal spirit root is the void color of the sky, about the spirit root, wait for you to break through to the Zhutian realm, I will tell you in detail about the mysteries, now take some elixir to let me recover, don't eat the bone shaping spirit dragon branch and muscle-building blood spirit taro, take the same out again, and give you a detailed picture."

The doctor's soul fell into a little splash of thought, and then automatically came out with a little bit of information, a black fruit like a grape, called the black heart fruit, the name is quite chic, but I don't know what the function is.

The idea is moving, the fruit comes to the palm of the hand, this convenient and fast feeling is cool, what you want, as long as you use your brain, if you put it in modern times, it can really surpass the most well-known magicians.

The fruit was urged to eat it as soon as she entered the medical soul, and Meng Xiaopao looked at the fruit and asked in his mind: "Black Heart Fruit, it is not a good fruit when it sounds like a name, are you sure to let me eat it, what if you poison me?" ”

The doctor soul said: "Rory, let you eat it, you can eat, this black heart fruit is the fruit of refining the soul, as long as the soul can withstand its toss, then the benefits after tossing are also very rich, if it is not for the serious injury of the soul can not withstand the destruction of this fruit, a black heart fruit can make him wake up, eat it, this fruit is tender and sweet, it will definitely not be what you think." ”

As soon as I heard that it was not unpleasant, I didn't worry about it, I opened my mouth and threw the fruit into my mouth, and when I bit it gently, the sweetness of the fruit immediately filled my mouth, and the taste was exactly the same as that of grapes, and even sweeter and more delicious than grapes.

After just a few chews, the fruit instantly turned into a torrent and rushed to the abdomen, and even the skin of the black-hearted fruit turned into a torrent.

As soon as Guoliu entered his abdomen, Meng Xiaopao suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and fainted before he could resist, which was faster than anesthesia.

The medicine of the Black Heart Fruit was too strong, and although the medical soul was fully prepared, it still affected Meng Xiaopao.

While absorbing the medicinal power of the Black Heart Fruit to himself, he felt the changes in Meng Xiaopao's soul branches.

The soul branches covered with red and purple lines were covered with black nematodes, and the black nematodes drilled into the soul branches while twisting their bodies, looking at the black nematode medical soul that had already drilled in, and scolded: "Damn, it's really big, you must resist a small splash." ”

The sound of scolding was extinguished, and the entire green butterfly body of the medical soul instantly became blacker than the voyeur soul, and those blacks were all miniature versions of black nematodes, and the torture of the soul by the black heart fruit had just begun.