"Difficulty?"

"What, difficulty!"

"Unless, you don't want your family to develop!"

Nantian snorted coldly.

"What era is it now? Moreover, you have mastered the copy of the Poison Sutra, you have mastered the Poison Dao, and in the future, it is possible to achieve the Poison Emperor and the Poison Gods. Why bother with one thing. The development of the Mao family depends on poison in the final analysis. Do you want to rely on your more than 300 descendants to be able to revive the Mao family? ”

Nantian poured a bucket of "cold water" on Mao Rustic, and suddenly woke up Mao Rustic!

Yes, now the Mao family is not as good as it was at the beginning.

There are more than 300 descendants, even if they are all poison masters, what can they do?

In the final analysis, if the Mao family wants to develop for a long time, the nearly 200,000 collateral descendants are very important.

"You can give your more than 300 descendants the contents of the copy of the Poison Sutra. As for the side disciples, teach the advanced poison classics, and finally, you select the best ones from the side disciples and teach the content of some copies of the poison scriptures. In this way, the Mao family will develop rapidly, and it is difficult not to be brilliant! “

"In addition, your poison research and poison refining all require monetary supplies. I will ask Nan's Group to give you some financial support. You can do your research on poison here! ”

"Hopefully, the next time I'm here, you'll all be dramatically different!"

"What I tell you, you must abide by and strictly enforce it."

Nantian said.

Mao Zipu nodded again and again, and said slowly to Nantian: "Yes, I used to be too rigid and conservative. For the development of the family, the descendants are indispensable, but the collateral disciples are equally important. The words of the Southern Heavenly Venerable Lord made me pause! ”

Nantian waved his hand slightly: "It's good that you understand." ”

"Besides, I'm going to leave with the old turtle. I have a lot of things to do out there. Nantian said slowly.

"Take the old turtle away? Lord, that big turtle is more suitable to be placed in my Mao family's family to make offerings. Mao Zipu said.

"No, it will leave with me. It's been a big help for me right now. ”

Nantian smiled.

"Dada!" There was a rush of footsteps.

The grass seedlings appeared.

Mao Miao had obviously been outside, eavesdropping on Nantian and Mao Zipu's conversation.

With the simple cultivation of Nantian and Mao, it is natural that Mao seedlings have been discovered a long time ago.

However, Nantian and Mao Zipu both tacitly understood and did not say anything.

"You're leaving?" Mao Miao was a little anxious.

"Well, yes, I'm leaving."

Nantian doesn't hide it either.

"Can you take me with you?" Mao Miao's eyes were watery, and as long as Nantian didn't agree, she would cry.

Nan Tian pondered for a while: "My other identity now is Zi Yuanwei. The guard of the Ziyuan Guard, a guard of my level, is not allowed to bring outsiders over. You still stay, with you, grandfather, and learn poison cultivation well. ”

Mao Miao pursed her lips and shook her head firmly: "No, I won't do it!" I'm going to go out with you, and I'm going to learn poison here, what's the good. ”

Nan Tian shook his head: "Poison art is the magic weapon that you rely on to live in the outside world. If there is no poison cultivation and no force cultivation, it is very dangerous for a girl to be outside. For example, this time, you are in the outside world, so dangerous! Almost killed. ”

"Didn't you protect me?" Mao Miao Road.

Nantian sighed lightly: "However, I can't always protect you all the time." At the end of the day, you have to be strong yourself. ”

"I want to be strong myself!"

Mao Miao was stunned.

Nantian's words really hit Mao Miao's heart.

Mao Miao remembered that his brother Mao Ming was brutally killed by the people of the Black Burning Valley in order to protect himself.

He was chased and killed on the glacier and almost died.

All of this is caused by a lack of strength.

If the strength is strong enough, where do the people of the Black Burning Valley dare to chase and kill, how can Mao Ming be killed.

"Do you want revenge? If you want to take revenge, you can practice poison art well, and now you have a copy of the poison scripture in hand, and you have the entire Mao family as your backing. What are you afraid of? As long as you work hard to cultivate, there will be a chance for revenge in the future. ”

Nantian exhorted.

"Yes, I want revenge!"

"I want to avenge my brother! I'm going to bring the whole of the Black Burning Valley to an end! Mao Miao was suddenly aroused.

Mao Zipu also stepped forward and took Mao Miao's hand.

"Yes, Miao Miao, what the Lord of Nantian said is right, you are a girl's family, and your achievements in martial arts cultivation will not be too great, so it is important to be born in the family to practice poison arts. You follow your grandfather to cultivate, and your grandfather guarantees that within a year, you can break through to the realm of a poison master. ”

After Mao Zipu had a copy of the Poison Sutra, he was also quite confident.

After all, now, Mao's simple poison art attainments are already very high, and he has reached the poison master realm!

Above the Poison Master is: The Poison Emperor!

Above the Emperor of Poison is the Poison God.

The Poison Sutra was compiled by the God of Poison, and it is a supreme poison book that can be cultivated to become a god.

"I'm giving you a chance, a chance to follow me. If, that day, your cultivation reaches the level of the Great Emperor of Poison Art, you can follow me anytime and anywhere. When the time comes, I will not shirk you for any reason. ”

Nantian said in a sonorous voice.

"Poison Emperor, huh?"

Mao Miao muttered to herself.

"Okay, that's it. Don't lie to me! Come, let's come, the hook hanging will not change for a hundred years. ”

Mao Miao smiled at Nantian, not feeling at all what an amazing achievement the Poison Emperor was.

Some of the ancestors of the Mao family, although they have obtained the supreme poison scripture, but none of them have reached the level of the Great Emperor of Poison Arts.

Even, there are very few poison masters.

Mao Zipu asked himself that his talent was not bad, he had been practicing penance all his life, and by now, he was more than a hundred years old, and he had just stepped into the Poison Sect Master.

Cultivating at this rate, Mao Zipu didn't know if he could cultivate to the level of the Great Emperor of Poison Art in his lifetime!

"Okay, I'll hang you on the hook for a hundred years."

Nantian also smiled.

Give Mao Miao a chance, maybe everything in the future will be jaw-dropping!

"Mao Miao follows you-master-master, so you can cultivate."

Before Nantian left, he encouraged Mao Miao again.

Mao Miao has been watching Nantian and the old turtle leave with affection.

Out of the headquarters of the Mao family, the old turtle also turned into an old servant and followed behind Nantian.

The old turtle asked Nantian, "Master Nantian, where are we going next?" ”