Chu Hao laughed angrily.

What does this kid mean.

So interested in my bed.

It's really a warm persimmon when the master is a warm persimmon.

Sweeping the tomb in the past few days has allowed Chu Hao to gain a lot of inheritance, and he has gained more confidence in fighting.

Since this kid is finding fault, let's teach him a lesson and let him taste the taste of being beaten.

"P what P, can you win, can you be polite."

"It's weird to say anything, and it's incomprehensible."

"This bed was originally made by the cold boy."

"Get up and get out of the way."

Seeing Chu Hao's indignant appearance, Huang Laojiu directly glared at him angrily, and pulled the cold young man to sit down with a smile.

Chu Hao was full of jealousy when he saw Huang Laojiu's attitude.

"Come, cold boy, sit down."

"Why did you remember to come to see me today?"

Huang Laojiu happily pulled the cold young man to sit down, as if he had seen his eldest grandson.

"I made a mistake and was fined for sweeping the grave for half a year." The grim boy replied.

"Half a year?"

"Wow, there's someone with me again."

Huang Laojiu was very happy when he heard that he was going to stay here for half a year.

"Well, Elder Huang, if it's okay, I'll go to the ancestral land to cultivate."

"You, stay away from my bed."

The cold young man responded to Huang Laojiu, glanced at Chu Hao coldly, and left.

"Hey, this kid is underwhelming."

Chu Hao looked at his indifferent and arrogant appearance, as if he was beating him.

It's so arrogant.

"What to fight, do you kid beat him?"

"I don't look at my own strength."

Huang Laojiu gave him a blank look, and even gave him a violent shudder.

"Huang Lao, what kind of strength is he, is he very strong?" Chu Hao asked.

"Qiang, he is one of the disciples with the highest comprehension I have ever seen, a genius in swordsmanship."

"Half a year after entering the sect, I have already broken through the Ning Yuan Realm."

"If it weren't for the low cultivation qualifications and slow cultivation, maybe I would have become a true disciple a long time ago."

Huang Laojiu said with emotion.

"Oh? Cultivation qualifications are not good? Extremely savvy? ”

"Isn't this the same situation as me?"

Chu Hao's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found a soulmate.

"Can you compare to others?"

"Although Leng Boy's cultivation qualification is poor, it is also a third-grade qualification."

"It would be nice if he could get a myelin-washing pill, but it's a pity that he offended Li Sanqiang."

"Otherwise, with his understanding, he may have a chance to get one."

Huang Laojiu said this, and shifted his gaze to Chu Hao.

As if to say, "Why don't you give him your pill?" ”

"Huang Lao, don't even think about it, that myelin-washing pill is mine."

How could Chu Hao not see what he meant, and decisively refused, without discussion.

"I know, I didn't."

"I'm just thinking, when will you kid learn alchemy."

"If you have the ability to refine the Purifying Pill, then it will be easy to do."

Huang Laojiu knew that Chu Hao's comprehension was high, and he was even far superior to Leng Shaokun.

If he devoted himself to studying alchemy, he might have achieved something.

"It's coming, it's coming."

"When I refine the marrow cleansing pill, I will definitely give this kid one."

Chu Hao patted his chest and reassured.

Although he is not used to looking at Leng Shaokun, the enemy of his enemy is his friend.

Since Leng Shaokun and Li Sanqiang also have grievances, it is worth befriending.

It's better than him being a gun.

"Well, I hope you succeed that day."

"But before you do that, you'd better solve your own sleeping problems first."

Huang Laojiu patted him on the shoulder and walked to the second floor.

He is now looking forward to what kind of sparks Chu Hao and Leng Shaokun can rub together after half a year.

If they can all solve the problem of cultivation qualifications, they may be able to become a generation of peerless powerhouses.

It's just around the corner.

"Isn't it just a bed, simple!"

Chu Hao muttered, holding a woodcutter in his hand, and walked towards the bamboo forest convenient in the small attic.

An hour later, Chu Hao used bamboo to make a small bed for himself.

Then, he consciously began to exercise, until Huang Laojiu woke up, held an iron broom, and gave him a violent beating.

However, after being beaten in the past few days, Chu Hao's body's resistance has become much stronger.

Huang Laojiu's broom hit his body, it didn't hurt as much as before, and he even felt a little enjoyed.

Perhaps, this is the harvest of long-term beatings.

"Chu boy, you go to the ancestral land and ask Leng boy to come back for dinner."

"You two take a bath together in the evening."

When dusk fell, Huang Laojiu began to cook and asked Chu Hao, who was meditating and cultivating, to call someone.

"Got it, Huang Lao!"

Chu Hao replied a little reluctantly and walked towards the ancestral land.

When he found Leng Shaokun, he found that he was sitting cross-legged in front of Ling Tian Ancestor's grave, closing his eyes in front of the stone tablet, not knowing what he was doing.

But just as he walked over and was about to call someone, he suddenly felt a faint sword intent from Leng Shaokun's body.

This sword intent complemented the aura emanating from the stone stele.

Suddenly, a powerful willpower came from his mind, allowing him to instantly comprehend Ling Tian's sword intent.

At this time, he realized that Leng Shaokun was meditating and cultivating here, and he was comprehending the inheritance of Ling Tian Ancestor.

However, it was cheaper for him.

"Leng boy, go back to dinner."

Chu Hao patted him on the shoulder, trying to wake him up.

But at this moment, Leng Shaokun suddenly got up, pointed his index finger and middle finger together, and pointed at him with a sword in one hand.

Seeing this, Chu Hao hurriedly dodged, his right foot was slightly picked, and he dodged lightly.

Just now, it was as if he saw an incomparably sharp sword stabbing at him.

It's just that he felt that Leng Shaokun's perception of Ling Tian's sword intent seemed to be a little off.

Give him the feeling that the sword is off the rails.

If you keep going, you may be able to get caught up.

"Very good reflexes, you're very good!"

Leng Shaokun commented on Chu Hao, and turned around and left coldly.

"Hey, this kid ......"

Chu Hao muttered speechlessly, and ran in front of Leng Shaokun in a flash.

He is a person who doesn't like to follow other people's butts, especially his peers.

Except, of course, beauties with better figures.

Leng Shaokun saw that Chu Hao ran in front of him, and he seemed to be a little unhappy, so he quickened his pace and chased after him.

How could Chu Hao do what he wanted, and not give him a chance to overtake at all.

Otherwise, wouldn't his training in the past few days be in vain.

But he still underestimated the monks of the Ning Yuan Realm, in terms of speed and physical strength, they were not comparable to his small refining body, and it didn't take long for him to catch up.

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and vowed to cultivate hard.

After dinner, Chu Hao began to prepare things for bathing, while Leng Shaokun casually found a wooden stick and played cheap in the courtyard in front of the small attic!

Not to mention, this kid is quite chic in his play, but it is a little different from the moves recorded in Ling Tian's swordsmanship, so he can't help but want to go and give advice.

"Leng boy, your sword move is a little wrong."

In the end, Chu Hao couldn't resist the urge to point, and stepped forward to interrupt him.

"What did you say?"

Leng Shaokun was instantly angry when he heard his words.

The Ling Tian swordsmanship he had just played was the most standard among disciples of the same age.

Even the elders of Tianxuanzong who were the most proficient in swordsmanship praised his sword moves.

This kid actually said that his sword moves were wrong?

It was undoubtedly slapping him in the face.

"It's not right, it's not right, you can't change the facts with a cold face."