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Yizhuang.

Stone table.

"Are you sure that this new tooth of yours is a cultivation qi and blood oven...... Cultivated by the Rebirth Method? Uncle Nine sat on the recliner.

After flipping over his hand and making him dizzy when he looked at it, he looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly.

"Yes!"

“……”

Right...... Hell!

Where is it written that new teeth are regrown? Written in the gas and blood oven? The bell jar was written? Or is it written in an iron cloth shirt?

Trouble!

Uncle Nine looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly, nodded and said, "The cultivation is good, continue to work hard and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible!" ”

"Yes, Master!"

"By the way, how many wisps of mana have you cultivated now?" After taking a look at the Dharma Hall, Uncle Nine picked up the teacup and said curiously.

"2,000 wisps!"

Burst......

Zhao Zheng dodged the tea attack, Uncle Nine put the teacup on the table, wiped his mouth, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You can break through!" ”

"No hurry!"

“……”

You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!

I'm afraid you'll be gone!

Or practice and explode!

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng with his eyebrows twisted together for a while, and said give it to me, and gave Zhao Zheng a good examination of his body.

After discovering that Zhao Zheng couldn't be healthier anymore, and the meridians were okay, he withdrew his hand and looked at Zhao Zheng helplessly.

"Honestly, how much mana are you going to condense to break through?"

"The more the merrier!"

“……”

"Or, eighty thousand?"

“……”

"Seventy thousand, seven for ......"

"Stop, don't talk about it, you practice slowly, you go and help Qiusheng and Wencai stack ingots together!" Uncle Nine waved his hand expressionlessly, and Zhao Zheng nodded and walked into the Dharma Hall.

In fact

Zhao Zheng didn't say something!

Name: Zheng Zhao

Age: eighteen

Realm: 100 Days to Build the Foundation and Break the Limit (2000)

Talents: Innate Dao Body (30%)......

Exercises: Maoshan Shangqing Dadong True Scripture......

Gates of the Worlds: Charged ......

Item: Mission ID Card......

Not only did he cultivate the Rebirth Method, but he also cultivated thirty percent of his innate Dao body, and by the way, he also increased his mana by five hundred wisps at once.

It's just a pity that the coverage rate of the innate Dao body is too low, except for the fact that his cultivation is a little faster, and he has a new tooth that can bite walnuts, he has not found anything special yet.

However, he was very satisfied, according to the calculation of a hundred wisps of mana to complete the foundation building in a hundred days, as long as he broke through now, his current mana power was already equivalent to the total mana value of twenty people.

Of course, it can't be calculated like this, the sum of his twenty mana is an average, according to what Uncle Nine said, everyone's talent is different, maybe your wisp of mana is only equivalent to half a wisp of mana of the other party.

Of course

It's not much different!

Not mentioning what Zhao Zheng thought, Uncle Nine was dizzy and took his eyes away from the rebirth method, he felt that this method was probably suitable for people who were going to report to cultivate.

Nothing else,

He felt that if he had to add a prefix to this method, it would be that if he cultivated this divine skill, he would die nine times for a lifetime.

The one who gave birth was Zhao Zheng!

"I'm taking a weird ...... Talented! ”

After all, the word fetus did not spit out from Uncle Jiu's heart, mainly because the rebirth method was too dizzy and disgusting.

He really didn't want to mention it.

Walking into the bedroom, he put the × and bone replacement method under the three-legged table backwards, looking at the table that did not shake, Uncle Nine nodded with satisfaction.

……

Afternoon

Because there were too many problems, Zhao Zheng, who was driven back home, took a shower as usual, changed into loose clothes and came to the Dharma Hall to start cultivating under the service of the maid.

It wasn't long before he sat down, and before he could practice, he heard footsteps from behind him, until his eyes were covered by his hands, and the back of his head fell into a wide slump.

"Guess who I am!"

A woman's voice that was deliberately suppressing her voice sounded, and Zhao Zheng reached out and broke the hands covering his eyes.

"Cousin!"

"Boring, how do you know it's me!"

“……”

Others are not as big as you,

Well

He's talking about hands!

Zhao Zheng, who turned around, looked at Ren Tingting's snow-white pearl necklace, then raised his head and looked at Ren Tingting, who stood up and looked curiously at everything in the Dharma Hall.

"How did you get back from the provincial capital?"

Zhao Zheng stood up from the futon and asked knowingly, Ren Tingting rolled her eyes: "Have you forgotten that my grandfather has to re-raise the coffin and move the grave after twenty years?" ”

"Forgot!"

"Cut!"

Ren Tingting cut off, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I forgot, it's not that my father sent someone to call me back." ”

"No way, who let you be the only daughter of the family!"

Zhao Zheng opened his mouth, he didn't have any opinion on Ren Tingting's attitude of not being sad at all, after all, neither Ren Tingting nor the original body had ever seen Ren Weiyong.

Twenty years ago, Ren Tingting at the age of nineteen and Ren Tingting at the age of eighteen were not born yet, so he naturally had no feelings for Ren Weiyong.

"Hey, it's a pity that my dad won't marry again, otherwise it would be nice to give me a younger brother!" Ren Tingting pouted, came to the altar curiously, picked up the peachwood sword and waved it around.

“……”

You are so filial!

Zhao Zheng complained in his heart, but thinking about it, it feels normal in this era, except for those ordinary people, which of those old men is not three wives and four concubines.

Zhao Zheng often takes advantage of the time to go to Ren's house to sit when he comes home from Yizhuang, but most of the time, Ren Fa is either settling accounts or talking about business outside.

"Isn't it fun, cousin, will you go out with me?" Ren Tingting put down the peachwood sword and looked at Zhao Zhengdao.

"Good!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, changed his clothes, and accompanied Ren Tingting to the street and began to stroll, perhaps because of the juggling, there were a lot more pedestrians on the street than usual.

The two of them stopped and went, and bought a lot of snacks, such as sugar gourds, sugar people, etc., but most of them were eaten by Ren Tingting.

The two of them followed the road, walked and walked, and came to the more desolate and poor west of the city, stopped outside the porridge shop in the west of the city for a while, looking at the porridge drunk by those poorly clothed and some even skinny people, Ren Tingting asked in a puzzled whisper.

"There's a lot of rice husks in there, can you still eat this?"

"What's under your feet?"

Zhao Zheng asked rhetorically, Ren Tingting frowned and glanced down and said, "It's all soil?" What else could it be? ”

"Soil can be eaten, but rice husks can't be eaten!"

"Ah, you can eat all the soil!"

Ren Tingting sighed, her voice raised, causing many people to look away, some lowered their heads with inferiority, and some pinched their chopsticks angrily, but none of them dared to speak.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Zheng said lightly, Ren Tingting also realized that she had said the wrong thing, and left the west of the city with Zhao Zheng's arm tightly.

Or rather,

Get out of the slums.

"Cousin, do you think I'm going to invite them to dinner and apologize?" Ren Tingting glanced back at the porridge shed that had disappeared around the corner of the street, and Zhao Zheng shook his head and said.

"No need to ......"

"Okay."

Ren Tingting nodded, and in the next second, a woman's scream sounded from the alley next to her: "Help, it's indecent......"

I saw a disheveled, coolly dressed woman running over from the alley on the side, not very old, only in her twenties.

It's probably the feeling of opening the door of the granary with snow-white rice, it's really white. Behind the woman, a man who was a little fat, with a face full of meat, and didn't look like a good person, chased after him.

"I, Zhao Zheng, the son of the mayor of Tengteng Town, the disciple of the Ninth Uncle, she, Ren Jiazhen, Ren Tingting, the daughter of Master Ren, should you inquire before you play Immortal Jump......

"And you, remember to plaster some dust on your body next time, you are too clean, and in addition, your acting skills are extraordinarily fake!" Zhao Zheng opened his mouth lightly, and his empty left hand pointed at the woman who ran over.

The face of the woman who was running towards them changed slightly, her footsteps stopped, and so did the man behind her, and the kung fu duo disappeared in the blink of an eye, and they looked like veterans.

Seeing that Ren Tingting's eyes widened, with a shocked and dazed look, Zhao Zheng said lightly: "Okay, let's go back ......"

Zhao Zheng said, his ears moved, his right hand was withdrawn from Ren Tingting's arms, and he hugged Ren Tingting and said quickly: "Close your eyes!" ”

"Oooh!"

Ren Tingting closed her eyes obediently, Zhao Zheng's ears moved slightly, and he hugged Ren Tingting to the side, looking at the man who attacked with a dagger.

Reached

snatching the knife,

swish

Boom......

The dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh accompanied by the man's throat clutching, and the painful sound ended after falling to the ground.

"What's wrong? Cousin? ”

Ren Tingting was still lying on Zhao Zheng's chest with her eyes closed, not because she was obedient, but because Zhao Zheng's strength was strong enough.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the people around him who heard the movement and ran over quickly, shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, let's go......"

"By the way, Ah Wei is still pestering you?"