Jiang Huai accepted the apprentice, his internal injuries are also improving, and the life of Zhang Maocai's family is becoming more and more prosperous, but Jiang Huai regrets in his heart, Wang Zheming can cultivate immortals is a good luck in ten thousand, but Jiang Huai does not expect the three members of the Zhang family to have luck, this is really a regret in Jiang Huai's heart, after all, for Jiang Huai, these things still cannot fully repay the favor, but this is also a matter of no way.

Looking at the elated Wang Zheming, Jiang Huai gradually lowered his face, he was not dissatisfied with Wang Zheming, as long as he was a human being, he would make mistakes, as long as Wang Zheming could correct it, he would still be a good comrade in the future, and he would supervise him and remind him in the future, and he would not let him go to the point of no return.

It's just that what Jiang Huai was thinking about was not this, he said to Wang Zheming: "Apprentice, you have to think about it, from now on, you will no longer be a complete mortal, although you are not a monk now, but with my help in the future, it is not impossible for you to cultivate to the Qi refining period and build a foundation, now I want to ask you a question, you have to answer truthfully, you can't hide anything, you know?"

Wang Zheming looked at Jiang Huai's vaguely sad look, and his psychology was abrupt, he didn't know what questions Jiang Huai was going to ask, so he couldn't help but say respectfully: "When the master asks, the disciple naturally knows everything and says everything." ”

Jiang Huai smiled and said: "From now on, you are no longer a mortal, and your life expectancy will naturally rise sharply in the future, although you can't talk about immortality, but you will live a long time longer than mortals, and even cultivate a little higher in the future, a retreat, I'm afraid it will take decades, and the world of monks is indeed harsher and colder than the world of mortals, for a treasure, killing people and taking treasures is commonplace, are you ready?"

Wang Zheming heard that a spirit, knew that he had imagined the world of monks too well, he thought that the monks were all idle clouds and wild cranes, at ease, and dedicated to the pursuit of immortality, but he didn't expect that the monks were also full of battles, maybe he would be killed by other monks in the future, for a while Wang Zheming was shocked by the picture he imagined.

Jiang Huai looked at Wang Zheming, who was in a cold sweat in front of him, and sneered in his heart, if he doesn't give you a precaution, if he can't stand it at that time, isn't it his own sin, if his expectations collapse in an instant, it will inevitably give birth to some thoughts, if he makes a mistake and falls into the devil's way, Jiang Huai will inevitably be in trouble again at that time, is it really enough to clean up the master's door? Isn't it another tragedy?

Wang Zheming was a little panicked for a while, but then gritted his teeth and said: "Master, what the disciple is pursuing is not immortality, hegemony and treasure, what I want is to resurrect the person I love in the future, no matter how cold this world is, the disciple has to go through, if he doesn't even dare to try, then how can he be regarded as a good man!"

Jiang Huai said: "It's good that you have confidence, and I'm just telling you about it, so that you don't get used to it in the future." "After all, he is the son of the Jiang family, and the apprentice he receives will also have a lot of resources for him to use in his cultivation in the future, so it is inevitable that he will .....

After a pause, Jiang Huai looked at Wang Zheming and said in a very low voice: "There is one more thing, you will naturally live longer in the future, but your parents and relatives will not, watching one by one relatives die, but there is no way, you must also be prepared!"

Wang Zheming imagined that his relatives were aging one by one, but he couldn't do anything about it, so ......

Suddenly, Wang Zhe knelt down with Jiang Huai and begged him to let him teach the method of cultivating immortals to his relatives, Jiang Huai couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and said: "You think that there are as many people who can cultivate as cabbage! Let me tell you, among mortals, there is not one who can cultivate. You're an outlier, so don't give in any hope. ”

Wang Zheming sat paralyzed on the ground, and finally said quietly: "Master, the disciple plans to accompany his family to the end of his life, and then serve the master, if the disciple cultivates to a high level in the future, he can naturally resurrect these relatives one by one, and ask the master to be fulfilled!"

Jiang Huai couldn't help pouting when he heard this, he didn't expect that there was such a good way, it was really a mistake, and he couldn't help but say: " It's okay, it's just that the teacher will return soon, and then only you will stay in this mortal world, if the time comes in the future, you will come to me, and when I leave, I will naturally leave you a map and other guides, but you don't have to worry about this, but no one to guide you, if your initial cultivation is pulled down, it is also very bad, but now the world is in chaos, you hide in the mortal world, maybe you can also avoid this sword disaster. ”

Jiang Huai originally planned to bring Wang Zheming to the Jiang family and find a few people to guide him, but since he planned to stay, maybe it was also a chance, lest the war start in the future, Wang Zheming was weaker than himself, and one accidentally died unexpectedly, it would be bad, after all, he was still his own founding disciple.

In this way, Jianghuai also arranged the things in the mortal world, and the rest is waiting for the people of the family to find themselves, although he has recovered a lot now, but he still can't forcibly perform the exercises, otherwise he can draw some spiritual crane charms to find a place where the monks are concentrated, and fortunately, he is nested in the mortal world, but first, he has not replied to his own cultivation, and secondly, there is no material, which is really embarrassing for Jianghuai,

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On the edge of a big mountain, there were a few figures, whistling past with flying swords, it seemed that they should be some monks in the Jindan period and the foundation building period, seeing their hurried expressions, as if they were looking for something, only to hear one of the tall and thin monks say: "Brother Ai, you say, whether the third son of the Jiang family is dead or alive, we have been looking for half a year, and we have no clue, and there is no mention of drawing a small area, although we have a lot of people in Cuiyunxuan, but such an aimless search, when will it be a head!" ”

Another short and fat monk heard this: "As a monk of Cuiyunxuan, the first thing is to obey orders, why, you kid complains for so much time, and in the future he will be a thug and cannon fodder!"

The tall man couldn't help but say, "Brother, am I not homesick here?"

"I don't think you're homesick, but you're on good terms! Alas, it's not my brother who said you, since you like people, then don't redeem yourself for her as soon as possible, people are still Qingqi people, just waiting for you to redeem her, if people are taken by some rich businessman in the future, when the time comes, hum! You can't cry!"

"Alas, I don't have no spirit stones! I've been boiling for a few years, and when the spirit stones are enough, I will naturally redeem her, alas! These days, the spirit stones are becoming more and more difficult to earn!" The tall monk sighed and said with a bitter face.

"Well, who's to say it's not? Well, there's a mortal town, so let's go and see it first!"