"Disciple obeys the order..."

"Bo! Bo! Bo!"

Jing Hua kowtowed three more times. His spiritual sense was extremely strong, but he could not feel that there was anyone in front of him. In the courtyard, there was only himself and the aura of Lehe. Unless Ping Wuji made a sound, there would be nothing in Jing Hua's spiritual sense, as if facing an illusory bubble.

He knew that what Lehe said was true, and the "Wuji True Man" opposite was unfathomable and was definitely not an ordinary Nascent Soul monk. In the past, in the "Fire Thunder Gate", Jing Hua only hoped to join the seat of the Grand Master Jiedan, but he was unable to get it. Now the opportunity is right in front of him, and if he doesn't seize it, he will be a fool.

"well......"

Ping Wuji nodded and took out a jade slip.

"Hua'er, martial arts and spiritual cultivation have different paths. If you want to improve your strength, you can only practice hard. Your sword-controlled foundation is good, but your stick technique is incompetent. Who chose the magic weapon for you before?"

Jing Hua was delighted. The real person changed his name and recognized his identity as a disciple. He quickly replied: "I have no teacher to help me choose. I have the disciples occasionally feel it and choose it at will. If the stick is not suitable..."

“Suitable, suitable…”

Ping Wuji waved his hand and interrupted, "...Where the heart reaches, it is often the most suitable choice. The stick holder may open and close, be strong and fierce, or use force to leverage strength, be tough and changeable. No matter which one, it is considered to be compassionate and leave a glimmer of vitality for his opponent..."

The jade slip was laid flat in the air and slowly floated in front of Jinghua.

"......This is the cornerstone of martial arts and stick techniques. It is not very exquisite and difficult to find. But if you want to integrate them, you must be willing to work hard. Remember, if you are not necessary before you are proficient in stick techniques, you will abandon spiritual magic during battles. When the martial arts is achieved, it will not be too late to continue practicing. Go..."

"Yes, thank you Master."

Jing Hua took the jade slip with both hands, kowtowed again, and then got up and left the courtyard. Looking at the young man's back as he was leaving, Ping Wuji couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Sir Ping, what do you think?"

"Lehe... is indeed a good talent. But I should have read it right. When he dealt with Sang Qingniu, he was full of insight and natural success. His vision and actions were the result of the hardships of time. Hua'er was only in her thirties, well..."

"Sir Ping, do you mean...he lied?"

"No... his words are peaceful, his mind is peaceful, and his soul and consciousness have not changed. What he said before should be true. If not, I would not have given him a secret treasure. Maybe there is really a genius in the world who can draw inferences from one example, which is beyond your imagination... Lehe, don't you value him because of this?"

“Only part…”

Le He replied calmly: "...... Master Ping, the peak has a lot of talents, builds foundations, and forms elixirs. The number of god-transforming monks surpasses other peaks, but they are among the sects. The reason is that, first, the disciples of all generations in the peak are obsessed with seeking the Tao, lack practical training, and therefore their combat power is mediocre. Second, the counties under the peak are under the control of the peak, and the city is not rich, which is far less than the "Duchuan" and the "Dayang" peaks..."

"... Jing Hua is not only practicing both spiritual and martial arts, but also a guest official in Guanyuezhai. Guanyuezhai is good at business operations. If he can master some points and use them to help various branches, the Li Zongyuan will have one more talent..."

"Hahaha......."

Ping Wuji burst into laughter, and the light curtain on the stone wall dissipated.

"...Lehe, your abacus is overwhelming. It requires others to be able to go into battle and make money. As long as you are a donkey, this is a big mistake..."

Lehe spread his hands and shouted and bent.

"Master Ping, I am working in the 'Li Zong Academy', don't consider these achievements? Jing Hua doesn't have to be both good at both. As long as we achieve the same, this peak will not be too much of a loss. Of course, if we do all of them, it would be better..."

He paused and said slowly, "...... Besides, the opportunity for the once-in-a-century 'secret realm' has been several decades. When the next time comes, this peak will compete with the quota of "Duchuan" and "Hongji" Peak for quota. If Jing Hua can really make achievements, what's wrong with giving him the quota?"

"Um......"

Ping Wuji looked into the distance and nodded in slightest.

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"Crazy...Crazy..."

Jing Hua poured two barrels of boiling spring into the tank, and the water line surged up, approaching the edge of the tank. All ten large tanks were filled, which was considered to have completed the quota for the day. He wiped the sweat beads from his head, took out the "Transmission Fu He" from his arms, and shook his hands and beat them out.

Time flies, and it takes more than a year to pass in the blink of an eye.

Jing Hua contacted his family several times and informed the two elders of his experience. The two elders were ecstatic when they learned that their grandson had joined the leader of the Central Plains Dao and worshipped under the throne of the Yuanying Real Person.

In the "Fire and Thunder Gate", the master's personal teaching is a symbol of status. If you have better luck and can worship the head of the sect, it will be even more arrogant and envious.

The head of the "Fire Thunder Sect" has only achieved elixir cultivation and has been intertwined with the Yuanying Real Person for 18,000 miles. The inheritance of the master is a responsibility and power, and it has its support. Anyone who wants to cause trouble for Jing's family must first consider the consequences.

The two elders quickly replied, saying that business in Taoism was booming and everything went smoothly. How could a young man come from the branch of Yaogu’s junior branch? He has the qualifications to cultivate. However, his spiritual roots are relatively complicated, and the process of gathering spirits is not smooth.

After discussing with Yao Gu, he decided to use the "Ga Ling Ji Pill" to improve his cultivation. At present, his cultivation is still slow and he only stays in the "Yi Shan Tang" to help. Why teach me how to master the alchemy? I am very talented in business and business, and I am highly valued by Jing Fu Ren.

"Dang thump..."

The footsteps outside the house were heard, and Xian Yuhong and Lan Xinyun walked into the room with shoulder poles. Seeing Jing Hua standing beside them, they felt a little embarrassed.

A few months ago, Han Jinbao replaced Jing Hua's bucket and raised it to 600 kilograms. Even so, among the more than 30 people carrying water in the "Huanhuayuan", Jing Hua was still the fastest batch.

Today he filled ten vats, and the two female cultivators only completed 60% of them. Although there were great differences in spiritual and martial arts, Jing Hua was holding a bare bucket, but they used the shoulder pole.

"Two senior sisters, do you need help?"

The "Yi Shenzong" is ranked according to the entry order. Jing Hua and four others entered the sect at the same time, and they can only distinguish their size according to their age. After ranking, the longest Yu Hong is the second, Lan Xinyun is the second, Jing Hua Xing3, Yu Fuxian is the youngest, and he is currently the youngest among the foundation-building monks in the "Ask the Dao" lineage.

Xian Yuhong knew that Jing Hua was joking, and Han Jinbao was enthusiastic, but he was never favored. If Jing Hua helped them fill the water tank, they would have to make up for it the next day.

"Okay, Junior Brother Jing. Senior Sister's cave has not been cleaned for many days. There are still some cloth and cotton yarn that needs to be washed. I have to worry about it..."

Lan Xinyun felt panic and did not reply immediately.

More than a year has passed, Jing Hua's figure has become stronger and his limbs have become strong and strong. Unlike Han Jinbao's stubbornness and solidity, his junior brother's figure is still well-proportioned. The "gentleness" on his face has gradually faded, replaced by masculinity and perseverance, which makes the female cultivator feel inexplicably palpitations.

Jing Hua smiled "haha" and said, "Where are the two senior sisters, the youngest?"
Chapter completed!