Wan Qi stood outside the courtyard gate, looking at this courtyard that already had a trace of the prototype of the manor, his face was a little helpless and strange.

Someone else's house is just a room.

God knows why there is a bamboo fence and a closed gate. Although the fence was not high, and he could see the scene inside from the outside, he was still polite enough to knock on the door.

Then the door opened.

The one who opened the door was a thin little girl like bean sprouts, with braids, wearing the clothes of a maidservant, a little yellow and thin, but it could be seen that it was a beautiful embryo, but it had not yet grown.

Wan Qi only glanced at her, and then looked away: "You are Nanming?"

"It's me. ”

Stopping what he was doing, Nan Ming raised his head, "I'm busy, I'll talk about something quickly." ”

"I'm the eldest disciple of Fuzun, Wan Qi. ”

The corners of Wan Qi's mouth twitched, what the hell are you busy doing, building a house?

It's okay if you come to practice and bring a maid, why did you build a yard by yourself, what's the matter, are you going to start a family here?

Everyone else is here to practice, why is your painting style different from theirs!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the roar in his heart, and continued to get down to business: "Master asked me to ask you if you have thought about that matter. ”

“...... What's the matter?"

Nan Ming looked dazed.

He really doesn't remember.

“......”

Hell, did that old poison drug take drugs and eat bad brains, and actually want to take this kind of guy as an apprentice? Let him be on an equal footing with me, even ...... Fill somebody's shoes?!

Wan Qi felt that his teeth hurt a little.

"Don't you remember? I ...... in the main hall three days ago."

He had to grit his teeth and remind.

Then he stared at Nan Ming, his eyes revealing a bit of meaning, "It seems that you didn't take it to heart." But it doesn't matter, although my master is a mansion, it is not the only choice, there are some masters in the medicine mansion who are not below it, maybe it is more suitable for you. ”

"For example, the Yunhua Fairy of the Rejuvenation Palace, with a noble demeanor and a kind person, is very popular with the disciples. ”

"The mother-in-law of the Suxin Palace is not bad, the seniority is unmatched in the house, even my master has to be called a senior, and the realm is very profound. ”

"Cultivating with them is much easier than following my master. ”

Wan Qi said, his slender Danfeng eyes narrowed into a narrow slit, and he seemed to be smiling, "My master, the mantle of Baicao Zhenren...... It's not that easy to inherit. ”

Nan Ming's eyes narrowed as well.

He seemed to smell a hint of threat......

Interesting! This guy is threatening himself?

It's still the kind that doesn't show any traces or show any traces. It's so much fun......

He thought so in his heart, but the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, revealing a grateful smile: "Thank you for mentioning it." Please tell the Mansion for me, I understand his kindness. ”

"I see. ”

Wan Qi understood what he meant, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, "It's a pity that we don't have the fate of being brothers." But no matter which division commander you worship in, you can be regarded as a fellow disciple of the Medicine Mansion, and you can still call me a senior brother. ”

He was thinking that this little ghost was still comprehensible, and if he was given a little care in the future, he would be able to reveal this cause and effect.

I can only be the heir to the mantle of the old poison.

This small medicine house can't accommodate a second master!

Wan Qi, who turned to leave, didn't notice that a page of crumpled white paper was sandwiched into his underwear, and the paper was painted with extremely strange patterns.

It was the left palm of a man with six fingers, with a half-open, half-closed eye, the whites of which were pupilless, and covered with bloodshot like the branches of a tree.

If one meditates on its image in one's heart, one will see the eyes of the palm of the hand slowly open...... A gaze from a distant, unidentified dimension, casting a malicious gaze like a dragon leaning down.

- The second layer of the Great Wilderness Heart Demon Sutra.

That's right, these days are really boring, and Nan Ming couldn't help but turn the second page of the visualization map.

But he never thought that the image on the second page was far more sensitive than the first page, and he only thought about it for a moment in his mind, and then connected to that strange gaze.

The other party first released a huge malice, and then became a little puzzled without knowing what he found, Nan Ming just hesitated for a moment and didn't make a move, it slid back into its cave like a frightened snake......

Good gas.

It's not that it can't be pulled back, but then it will have to travel through an unknown number of dimensions and unknown time and space, and Nan Ming is afraid that if he makes a move, he will destroy this area with too much force. If you accidentally leak a trace of breath, you will have no fun at all.

The entire city of Wucheng will be wiped out.

Still too impetuous......

Maybe it was being hungry that made him even more eager for food.

In the past few days, it has been lurking in the crowd like a fish in water, and it has been smooth sailing, and before I know it, it has swelled a little.

That's not good. Nan Ming introspected bitterly in his heart.

After meditating on himself, he wondered if he should go out and find some new experiments and bait to make up for his mistakes. If you really can't find a suitable one, you can only grieve the little maid next to you.

However, at this moment, this "Senior Brother Wan" sent himself to the door very intimately......

It's a godsend.

Looking up at the sky, the morning light had just shrouded the earth, and there was still some mist in the mountains and forests.

The plan of the day is in the morning.

Thinking that he had been here for several days, but had not yet started his cultivation in the true sense, Nan Ming felt that it was not possible to go on like this. The strength of this body on the surface is too poor, and it is just a mortal with no power to restrain the chicken, and there is no power to protect himself.

If anyone comes to trouble again, wouldn't it be easy to be exposed?

He decided to go out for a walk.

Follow the direction where the popularity is most vigorous.

Then a platform was discovered in the back mountain. The bluestone platform is erected on the cliff of the back mountain, half embedded in the mountain wall, half suspended in the air, and the deep cliff valley is below.

On the platform, a friar dressed in light gauze was preaching, and many students were sitting around the futon and listening. They all wore uniform white crane pattern uniforms, which looked neat and sassy.

From time to time, someone raised their hand to ask questions, and the monks who taught answered them one by one, and did not hide their secrets.

Seeing that they were talking seriously and listening attentively, Nan Ming also walked over and found a futon with no one to sit down.

The female monk taught a basic body refining method called "Dead Wood Rejuvenation Gong", which is used to build the foundation of the body refining realm, and has the effect of easy tendon washing and rebirth.

The former is to sense the invisible qi in the body through a special exhalation method, which can nourish the muscles and veins and increase the qi, and the latter is to wash away the dirt and impurities in the body through medicinal properties, so that it can better accommodate the spiritual energy, and lay a good foundation for the next step of spiritual realm practice.

Legend has it that there is a kind of immaculate body, which will instinctively gather aura in the mother's womb, and directly skip the cultivation of the body refining realm.

Nanming is destined not to become such a genius.

As soon as the aura touched his skin, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, being absorbed cleanly, and completely disappearing from this world. There was an era of spiritual energy that existed countless years ago, but it ended early because he sucked all the spiritual energy dry.

Even so, he closed his eyes cross-legged and breathed in the way the friar had told.

Exhale......

Inhale......

Exhale......

Inhale......

Half an hour later!

Nan Ming opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of terrifying light burst out from his eyes, and at the same time, his back was straightened, and the muscles of his whole body erupted into a crisp sound of "crackling", and his originally thin figure suddenly became a little stronger, and the green tendons and knots floated on the epidermis, looking a little hideous.

This caught the attention of the friar, who stopped her lecture and cast a somewhat astonished glance at her.

- This, it actually broke through on the spot?

A smile appeared on her face, and she nodded encouragingly to Nan Ming, and then stopped caring and continued to lecture.

"Refining the body...... I finally reached it. ”

Nan Ming sat in place, talking to himself calmly. There are students around him who cast envious, jealous and hateful glances, and there are also people with high spirits who secretly clench their fists, determined to catch up with this goal and practice harder and harder.

saw that at this time, Nan Ming had already gotten up and was about to leave.

Halfway through, a man flew from the top of the mountain and stopped him.

"Is that you?"

The blue-clothed monk of this imperial sword had a fair-skinned and delicate baby face, and Nan Ming recognized it as the chief examiner of the medicine mansion re-examination that day, "What are you looking for me? He opened his mouth and said.

Now it was the bluefriar's turn to be surprised: "You...... It's only been a few days of cultivation, what did you break through?"

As he spoke, he took out a book and a package from his bosom and stuffed them into Nanming's arms, "That day, the Fuzun left you to speak, and forgot to give you these...... Inside the package is the clothes you are wearing here, and a token, you should take it, you must not lose it. In the future, if you have made contributions to the medicine house, they will all be recorded in it, and you can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to exchange for superior exercises with the token. ”

"This book of "Dead Wood Rejuvenation Gong" is the basic body refining method of the medicine house, and everyone has a copy, and it cannot be passed on. ”

"You can cultivate by yourself first, and you can also go to the Dao Cliff to listen to the lectures on weekdays, and when you reach the completion of the body refinement, you can come to me to receive the exercises of the Lingshu Realm...... But I don't think you need it. ”

When the blue-clothed monk said this, a look of envy appeared on his face, "I heard that Fuzun intends to accept you as an apprentice, and under his disciple, there is no shortage of exercises." ”

It turned out that the place just now was called "Ask Dao Cliff".

And what is "Dead Wood Rejuvenation Gong", is it a little too late to give it now?

have all "broken through"......

Nan Ming took the package and the book with an expressionless face, and turned around, leaving the blue-clothed monk with an indifferent back.