After a few years of back and forth, Jiang Ming also found that this kid was a little greedy, but he was also a lover, and he was naïve, which made people really like it, and the two of them quickly reached a certain consensus on the issue of the senior sister......

In this way, Jiang Ming and this little Taoist priest named Chen Yuanyuan lived a happy bachelor life of cooking meat in a big pot while practicing.

Although Yuqing Peak is big, only the two of them are in charge, although the two live in the small courtyard outside the side hall, the huge mountain top is their territory.

For a few days, the little Taoist priest was ordered by the master to constantly tell Jiang Ming some Taoist mysteries, and handed him a volume of "Taishang Qi Practice", which is a very ancient bamboo slip, although the number of words is not much, but it is simply some Taoist subtle breathing Qi practice method, Jiang Ming patiently tasted it, and found that this method is broad and profound, and it is actually mutually beneficial with the exercises he originally practiced, and he has benefited a lot from repeated confirmations.

Jiang Ming soon found that although this little fat man looked greedy and lazy, his cultivation was indeed not low, he raised his hand to pull up the big tree when he caught the beast a few times, and he could move the thousand catties of boulder away with a light stroke of the sleeves of his robe, and Jiang Ming's scalp was numb, according to Jiang Ming's estimate, this guy had at least the cultivation of the late stage of the Divine Dao Realm.

"A six-year-old baby, a powerhouse in the late stage of the Shinto Realm, this is in the ordinary cultivation sect, I don't know how many old-timers will be ashamed to death... Famous teachers produce high apprentices, it seems that Zhang Ruoyu's predecessor The title of the first person in Taoism was really not given in vain, and the realm of the senior sister is probably even more unpredictable. Jiang Ming remembered the coercion that day that day, and silently clenched his fists.

"Brother Yuanyuan, you came earlier than you were hungry, I should call you Senior Brother..."Jiang Ming handed out a roasted leg of lamb, which was almost raised above his head.

"Ah, Senior Brother Jiang Ming, don't be polite, you are ten years older than me, I should call you Senior Brother, but you are so old, your cultivation is a little mismatched with your age, Senior Sister started at the age of fourteen, and she broke through the Blood Wheel Realm that year. The little fat man raised his robe high, and his two snow-white round arms grabbed the huge leg of mutton, and buried his head behind it to feast.

"Can this be the same? How long have I been practicing? Besides, if it weren't for the evil sect of the exercises given by this guy, I would have been a Divine Dao a long time ago!" Jiang Ming swallowed back the words in his heart, facing such a six-year-old late-stage powerhouse of the Divine Dao Realm, he looked shameless when he said anything.

"Wow, wow, Senior Brother Yuanyuan taught me..."Jiang Ming pouted shamelessly.

"There's nothing to teach, we all learn the same things, just that Taishang Qi Technique, that's the world's first-class exercises, out of this mountain gate, it's a heavenly book outside... By the way, you can take it well, if you lose it or pass on the master's exercises, you will have to break one arm. Chen Yuanyuan was eating meat.

"Oh, by the way, your own exercises are not bad, I'm afraid it's not worse than practicing qi, I'm as well-read as I am, I've never heard of such a strange exercise, it's ten blood yuan or the blood wheel realm..."

Jiang Ming did not show his cultivation in front of Chen Yuanyuan, nor did he tell him his own method, this is the secret between him and Amosquito, which is related to the origin and life and death of Amosquito.

"This little kid can see through me... Even the exercises..."Jiang Ming was shocked and angry.

"Wow, wow, Senior Brother Yuanyuan taught me..."

"Woo woo, Senior Brother Jiang Ming is about to barbecue, it's not enough to eat..."

"Senior Brother Yuanyuan, do you usually have any hobbies, except for eating, of course..."

"Reading books, Yuqing Palace has the most books, in the past, when the master and sister were not there, I was the only one here, and I lived by reading books every day... Wander in the wisdom of ancient and modern sages, and the aftertaste is endless!"

Jiang Ming lightly "puffed"...

"Senior Brother Yuanyuan, has our days been so boring all the time?, aren't there any other senior sisters here?" Jiang Ming slowly said his true words.

"Senior sister, junior sister also has! I will take you to see and see it another day, bake it well, hurry up!" The little fat man's big eyes rolled wildly, and his face was cunning.

Jiang Ming and Chen Yuanyuan are both teenagers, although they often joke with each other, they feel a little depressed day after day. In the evening of this day, the two were full of food and drink, and the little fat man had a full burp and patted his round little belly:

"Hey, Jiang Ming, do you want to go out and have fun? Tonight, there are fun things in Huifeng Valley. The little fat man glanced at Jiang Ming.

"What's the situation? If there's something fun, don't you say it earlier?" Jiang Ming couldn't hold back for a long time, and rushed forward with an arrow.

"Don't worry, it's still early, we have to make some preparations, otherwise we will be looked down upon, and it is okay to bleed, but we will never be ashamed. The little fat man pretended to clench his fists in front of his face and hummed.

On the evening of the 15th of every month, there is a small market in a valley called "Huifeng Valley" between the mountains of Jixia Mountain. Here, the disciples of the three sects exchange their cultivation experiences with each other, and also exchange ideas with each other.

Jixia School Palace is the place of Qing cultivation, there was no such bazaar, according to legend, this is 500 years ago, a disciple who was not willing to be lonely threw his head and spilled his blood, so it is still back to the mouth of the wind valley, and there is a statue of him standing.

The disciples of Jixia live in the mountains all the year round, and their lives are hard and boring. The older disciples are better, but how can those younger disciples hold back? Every time the middle of the month arrives, there are a lot of disciples who come to meet among the mountains, and the Huifeng Valley can be described as brilliantly lit at night.

The little fat man bought a black robe cloak for him and Jiang Ming, because Zhang Ruoyu has always lived in a simple house, and he doesn't like his disciples to participate in this kind of thing, in order to hide people's eyes, they wrapped themselves tightly, and the hat of the cloak was covered, and there was a mask on it, leaving only their eyes and noses exposed.

One of them is thin and long, the other is round, Jiang Ming is taller than Chen Yuanyuan, and the two black figures are walking side by side in the valley, which can be described as a landscape.

"Yo hey, this guy still has a pet with you?"

"How can it be, it's clearly a person, in my opinion, it should be his son..."

As soon as he walked into the valley, there were two people whispering on the roadside stall, Jiang Ming and Chen Yuanyuan were both people with keen spiritual sense, although the other party's voice was not loud, the two of them could hear it clearly.

The little fat man snorted coldly, the arc in his hand flashed, and a lightning bolt suddenly exploded above the heads of the two people, and with a snap, the two of them fell to the ground screaming, convulsing all over their bodies, foaming at the mouth.

"The palm thunder that I practiced is easy to use, easy to use. The little fat man giggled.

"Brother, it's a bit ruthless, isn't it?What should I do if I kill him?" Jiang Ming was almost stupid by the little fat man's hand, this kind of method of manipulating the Yuan Force outside the body was not something that he could consider as a minor cultivator in the Blood Wheel Realm, even if he was now bloody, that is, he had more strength...

"Don't worry, my brother is measured, and these two sluts will be alive again without a stick of incense. The little fat man didn't care.

The more he walked inside, the more Jiang Ming found that there was an endless stream of concealment in this crowd, almost half of them were wearing cloaks to cover their faces, and some even wore masks directly.

"It seems that there must be something wonderful about this rally that the little fat man has not said, so many people do not show their true faces, there must be something strange. "Jiang Ming is transparent.

"The Yuan Stone is also running out, this time I have to find a way to get more Yuan Stone, the cultivation of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is too slow for me. Jiang Ming made up his mind, and his eyes kept scanning all over the valley, searching for the place where the Yuan Stone was traded.

"Senior Brother Jiang Ming, you go around by yourself for a while, I'll go and do some of my own business, and we will meet at the valley before dawn. The little fat man said suddenly.

"Brother, what's the good thing not to take me?" Jiang understood him.

"Some small troubles last time, I'm afraid that you will be misunderstood by others, so I'll tell you well when I go back, I'm leaving." The little fat man flicked his cloak and disappeared in an instant.

"This figure, this body, alas..."Jiang Ming has long been used to being shocked by the little fat man's various unbelievable behaviors these days, and his cultivation makes him unable to look directly at himself...

Jiang Ming shook his head, he still has to face reality, doesn't he?

He continued to move forward, and the two sides became more and more lively, and a small carpet in front of him was already surrounded by the crowd, Jiang Ming had no choice but to stop, only to hear the small stall owner shouting: "This is the flying sword refined by my master Ouye! Why are you so ignorant? I only charge you a pound of small white yuan, is it too much?"

"Flying swords, sword sellers?" Jiang Ming was interested when he heard it, he had a soft spot for swords.

In order not to attract people's attention and attract trouble in the future, his big river sword has long been left on the blood lion's ass, and he has been lacking a weapon to take advantage of it recently.

"Why don't you think it's too much? Why don't you give me this small one too?"

"This senior brother, you are considerate and considerate, a small business, you can't afford to bargain like this, a pound of white yuan, there is no negotiable, no, you can go to another house to see, I can't do a loss-making business!"

"He doesn't want me to ask for it, I'll give you a pound!" exclaimed a majestic tenor in the crowd.

"Look, it's still this senior brother who knows the goods, you can put it away and come back next time!" the stall owner's voice became pleasant.

It seems that the flying sword of this small stall owner is very sought-after, this has just opened the valley, a bunch of weapons have been sold, and when Jiang Ming squeezed to the front, the stall owner spread on the blanket on the ground, most of the place has been vacant, and only three rusty small swords are left. The three small swords were inconspicuous in crimson color, neatly aligned less than half a foot long, as if they were out of the same furnace.

When Jiang Ming saw this, he turned around and wanted to leave, but the shopkeeper suddenly shouted: "Senior brother, wait a minute, these three swords are also from the hands of my master, with a little refining, they are first-class divine weapons, they don't know the goods, I will close the stall immediately, do you think it will be convenient for you, how about selling it to you cheaply?"