After listening to the family's heartbeat for a while, the old man in the mask helped him cover the quilt again.

"My little boys, don't worry, I'll let you out right away to pack a meal. "The old man in the mask calms the agitation of foreign bodies hidden in the blood in his body.

"Thorn!" The old man in the mask bit his left index finger and aimed the wound at the center of his forehead. Drops of slightly purple blood slipped from mid-air and stuck to the skin on the surface of the family.

With the passage of time, these red and purple blood gradually seeped into Jiading's body, actually assimilated his blood, and gradually flowed all over his body through human blood circulation.

"I have shown you the way, follow the path I have shown you, my children!"

Suddenly!

Millimeter-wide and centimeter-long white nematodes emerge from the wounds where the old man's fingers have been ruptured. Attached to the dripping blood beads, it burrows into the body of the family from the forehead.

"Ahh

"These dear babies of mine love to suck fresh human blood, and they will be unhappy if you die. As the nematodes in the body left, the old man in the mask leaked out, and his skin, which was smooth and white like a baby, gradually turned yellow, and finally became as rough as the bark of a tree.

"Itchy!"

The family that is crawling in the body by thousands of nematodes is extremely itchy. Originally, his limbs were weak, but he burst out of his potential, drove his arms, and wanted to scratch himself an itch.

However, the old man in the mask who was waiting on the side immediately put a spell on him, so that this family Ding no longer had the slightest power to move.

"I can't let you scratch randomly, these little cuties are the lifeblood of my hundreds of years, if you let them catch you to death, even one of them will hurt me, and if you scratch your own skin, it will affect my plan. ”

The old man in the mask stared closely at the family who was worse than death, and his demeanor was as if he was watching an interesting play.

Eventually, he died, and he was tormented to death.

"Just die? It turned out to be brain dead, so that the body can remain alive for a long time, my little darlings, you just stay here, you have to hide! Don't be discovered, I'm gone, and I'll pick you up when the time comes. ”

After saying this, the masked old man with a faint breath of life left quietly.

As soon as he left, the nematodes in the house curled up in a ball and fell asleep. In this way, there is no trace on the body surface of the house that has been tortured to death by the nematode.

...

Ji's Mansion, Lobby.

Ji Wu originally planned to go back to the hut outside the city directly, but Ji Songyang said that he would give him cultivation resources, so he stayed here and waited for his arrival.

"A congenital realm, pay attention to the point and the surface, and break the enemy by quantity. The person who spoke was Ji Songyang, and this time he didn't let Ji Wu wait for a long time.

Ji Wu, who was sitting on the chair, hurriedly got up.

"Due to the wide variety of innate Dao bodies, the fighting methods of the consent realm are also very different, but the ten thousand laws are inseparable from their origins, Ji Wu, you should keep in mind the four words 'paving the surface with points', this is the truth of the innate realm fighting method. Ji Songyang, who had a serious face, said.

He genuinely wanted to develop a henchman who was capable enough.

Ji Songyang said earnestly: "I will burn you, and it has been a while, with your talent, it is only a layer of cultivation to the innate realm. ”

"I have something to delay, please rest assured, I will hurry up and cultivate in the future. "The truth of hard cultivation, Ji Wu still knows this.

Hearing this, Ji Songyang shook his head and said, "I estimate that during this time, you must have put your mind on the Frost Sword." ”

"Ji Wu, do you know why the exercises are the core of the innate cultivation system?"

Ji Wu, who pretended to be ashamed, shook his head and said nothing.

Ji Songyang said in a deep voice: "Take the innate realm as an example, every time you practice the exercises of the innate realm, you will increase a trace of innate internal breath, of course, because of the different attributes of the exercises, there will also be various innate internal breaths,"

"Just like if your cultivation is incineration, then your innate inner breath is red fire attribute. Exercises are the foundation, and martial arts are extensions. ”

"For example, if there are two people who will burn and fight to the seventh layer at the same time, it would have been equal, but if the other of them has cultivated martial arts. ”

"Then the winner is naturally a person who knows martial arts, Ji Wu, do you know the principle?"

Ji Wuzheng said: "I think it should be the martial arts that have strengthened the internal breath." ”

"Wrong!" Ji Songyang smiled with satisfaction and said, "Martial arts can indeed increase one's own strength, but this does not mean that martial arts can strengthen internal breath. ”

"The role of martial arts is to guide, for example, if a person hits you with seven threads of inner breath, and you can use martial arts to attack your internal breath and guide them to attack and miss. ”

"To put it simply, martial arts exist for the opponent, and he can make the enemy's strength greatly reduced. The enemy is weaker, and the enemy is stronger in comparison. ”

"Oh! I see. Ji Wu, who looked thoughtful, said.

Ji Songyang took out a bag of mustard seeds prepared in advance, handed it to Ji Wu, and said: "This is filled with 10,000 purple gold coins, and some pills for cultivation, take good care of Xinrui for me, don't go back to Ji Mansion if you haven't cultivated to the Innate Three Realms." ”

...

Four Seasons City, out-of-town cottages.

"Xianggong, you're back, I miss you to death, what's the matter!" Ji Xinrui, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, rushed up happily after seeing Ji Wu go home.

When she was still a few meters away from him, she jumped on the spot and threw herself into his arms.

Today, Ji Xinrui wears a pure white knee-length dress.

Ji Wu held her natural buttocks with both hands, put his face on her cheeks, and said softly, "Miss me! ”

Ji Xinrui's jade arms wrapped around Ji Wu's neck, and her round and slender thighs wrapped around Ji Wu's waist. She rubbed Ji Wu's face and said sweetly, "You don't want me!"

Ji Wu smiled and said: "Of course I want to! I miss your delicate ass the most, it's really ingenious, a little more fat, a little less thin." ”

"Huh... What did you say, it's disgusting! I don't want to pay attention to you, let me go quickly. Ji Xinrui said in a mischievous voice.

Ji Wuxiao smiled: "It's late, just now you took the initiative to pounce on my arms, now the big bad wolf is hungry and wants to eat the little white rabbit." ”

"Big bad wolf, little white rabbit?" asked Ji Xinrui, who didn't know why.

"You'll find out later, by the way, let me ask you, why do you always like this kind of skirt that shows off your calves. Ji Wu asked.