Chapter 206

After all, this is the old man in Chonglou who told him in the jade slip that he must be the first to cultivate, and it has an auxiliary effect on the destruction of the divine technique, so it will still be of great help to himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that as for cultivation, Wan Tingjun will always call Mo Lao, hoping that Mo Lao will answer himself and tell him why he returned to this place!

It's a pity that Mo Lao never answered.

Nothing was said all night.

It was like a dream, waking up from the endless mysteries, and it was already dawn.

After a night of practice, Wan Tingjun's spirit was extremely full, and there was no sign of fatigue at all, which was the strength of the monk.

Energy can provide a powerful energy for monks, and as long as they are backed up by sufficient energy, they will not feel tired even after a long period of sleepless sleep.

Wan Tingjun stood up and stretched, only to notice that the puppy was also in trouble, with his front paws on the ground, and his buttocks were squatting, like an old monk in a settled place.

But there was a string of crystal liquid in that little mouth that was shining lonely, and it was a mess of sleep.

"This dog ....."

Wan Tingjun smiled helplessly, reached out and knocked on the little guy's head.

The little guy was in pain and groaned.

"Lord Wan, isn't it time to eat?"

Early in the morning, under Wang Qiu's repeated invitations, Wan Tingjun came to Wang Qiu's private kitchen.

Although it is normal for cultivators to go without eating for a few days, there is no restraint, and most disciples have a place dedicated to cooking.

Occasional cooking, it can also be regarded as entering the WTO to practice, exercising the state of mind, and the vegetables, vegetables, grains and rice needed in the kitchen are provided by the sect, if you want to eat what you want to do. It's just that Wan Tingjun has just started, and this small kitchen has naturally not yet been opened up.

Looking at the light but very delicious dishes, Wan Tingjun's appetite increased greatly, and he was no longer polite.

The puppy didn't say a word, sprinted up and grabbed a plate of fried bamboo shoots, and slipped away.

"Wow, it would be even more refreshing if there was a pot of wine!"

Wan Tingjun looked at Wang Qiu and smiled apologetically.

Wang Qiu smiled, "Little junior brother, this spiritual pet is really a living treasure." ”

After breakfast, Wan Tingjun was thinking about cultivation, so he didn't think about anything else for the time being.

After borrowing some food from Wang Jin's small kitchen that was not easy to spoil, he began his first retreat, and he was not yet able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth without eating or drinking, so food and water were necessary.

If you want to return to your original cultivation, you still have to cultivate well, and then you can find your way back to Zhenyu.

After preparing everything, he came to a small forest not far from his residence, where there was a small stone house about ten meters wide.

It was specially provided for him to cultivate, and as for the puppy, he was also dragged here by Wan Tingjun, and he wanted to accompany him in retreat, and the puppy cried like a mourner.

If Wan Tingjun wants to become stronger, he must work hard, redouble his efforts, and only if his strength is strong enough can he return to Na Zhenyu.

There are no years of cultivation, and time is like a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was already a month later.

The sun is setting in the west, and the red glow is all over the sky.

The small stone room where Wan Tingjun retreated finally opened, and Wan Tingjun who walked out of the stone house looked a hundred times more energetic, his eyes were blazing, and his complexion had changed from the previous pale to the current ruddy and radiant.

During the month that he was in retreat and cultivating Soul Suppression Strength, he continued to take pills, and now that his Soul Suppression Energy had reached the third layer, he could start cultivating the Destruction Divine Technique that Killing Intent Spread.

But in this month, the puppy is a little miserable, how can a character like her endure loneliness.

The first few days were still honest, but slowly it didn't work, and then the restless puppy almost went berserk, if it weren't for this, Wan Tingjun might have continued.

"Wow, it's finally out, my God, Lord Wan, if you don't come out, the puppy will kick your legs and swallow your breath......."

Wan Tingjun ignored the puppy's Lehaha, went back to his residence to change his clothes, and went to Wang Qiu's small kitchen to make some food.

A large table full of food was swept away by this person's wind and wind.

The next day, Wan Tingjun was not in a hurry to cultivate, but with the help of Wang Qiu, he opened up his own small kitchen, stone tables and stone benches, and a stove made of stones, and then Wang Qiu led him to the living deacon to receive the necessary living materials.

This life deacon is specially responsible for the distribution of living materials for the disciples of the sect, like those pots and pans, grain, rice, vegetables and vegetables have to go there to get them, Wan Tingjun is not familiar with these, but Wang Qiu is familiar with the road, and he is very fast, and in less than half an hour, the two of them came to the deacon hall.

Wan Tingjun looked at it and found that there were so many people in front of the deacon hall today.

Wang Qiu was also stunned, and then slapped his head with a smile, "I forgot, today happens to be the bi-monthly unified distribution of materials, no wonder there are so many people in this deacon hall." ”

As the anti-Ding sect of the Righteous Dao Alliance on the Tianwu Continent, the Earthquake Ding Palace is naturally full of disciples, and the disciples of the ten major sects of all generations together are close to 10,000 people, not counting the genius-level figures cultivated in the Tiangang Peak and the Patriarch's Palace, Wan Tingjun looked at the bustling crowd of monks, and sighed in his heart.

"Senior brother, let's go to the side and wait for a while. ”

Wan Tingjun nodded, and followed Wang Qiu to the side and sat down under a towering ancient tree that he didn't know how old he was.

At this moment, it is the golden autumn season, and this nameless ancient tree shakes the golden yellow in the refreshing autumn wind, revealing endless vicissitudes and atmosphere.

"This place is really good, much more comfortable than the original camp of the Greedy Wolf Army. ”

sighed in my heart.

As soon as Wan Tingjun's buttocks hit the ground, he heard the shouts of the monks not far away.

The two of them looked at each other in unison.

I saw that in an open space a hundred meters away from the two of them, two disciples of different sects in different costumes were fighting, and many onlookers around were cheering.

Wan Tingjun was surprised in his heart, could it be said that he could also compete at will in the sect?

Just when he was puzzled, he only heard Wang Qiu next to him say: "Presumably, these two people are fighting for that Golden Fire Peak Senior Sister Su again." ”

When Wan Tingjun heard him say this, his heart suddenly understood, it seems that this so-called Senior Sister Su must be that rare peerless beauty, otherwise no one will compete for it, and the monk is almost the same as a mortal, and seven emotions and six desires are inevitable.

However, Wang Qiu continued: "It's a pity that Senior Sister Su is not what they think...... Hehe....."