Chapter 214: Ten Years' Agreement

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"Although this boy's understanding is far behind, his perseverance is rare. Anyway, let's give him a chance."

Xu Junming stretched out his hand and pointed, and a ray of light sank into Qin Zhong's sea of ​​consciousness.

The spiritual light contains the skills of the first two turns of the ‘Nine Turns of Tiangang’.

After thinking for a while, he took another porcelain bottle from the magic bag, held it with magic power and put it into his hand.

"There are one hundred and twenty yellow bud pills in this porcelain bottle. If you can complete the exercises I taught you within ten years and advance to the 'Earth Evil Realm', I will accept you as my disciple."

One hundred and twenty yellow bud pills are only enough for a martial artist in the Xiantian stage to squeeze between teeth. If you want to break into the 'Earth Evil Realm' which is equivalent to the golden pill stage of a Qi practitioner, you must not slack off even one day in ten years.

If Qin Zhong really has this perseverance, there is no harm in accepting him.

After all, perseverance is also a supreme talent!

Qin Zhong looked excited.

"Thank you, Master. I will definitely work hard in cultivation and never dare to slack off."

Xu Junming didn't correct him, so he just let him call him that.

"If you can succeed, come here again in ten years. If you can't succeed, you don't have to come here again. Even if you come, I won't see you again."

After saying that, he took a step forward and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"Master, my disciple will never let you down!!"

The determination in his tone was shocking.

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After leaving Tianxingzhou, I wanted to send a letter to Feihe to reprimand Liu Dehua. But after thinking about it, I decided not to do it. It's not a big deal.

"Whoosh...!"

The bluebird called several times.

"Haha, you are still young. A disciple who inherits the Taoist tradition is connected to his own destiny, so it is not so easy to accept."

After arriving at Zi's house and letting Zi Tong say goodbye to Zi Qing's family, Xu Junming met James.

This top medical student from England has completely changed his face after receiving Matt's guidance for three months.

Suits and leather shoes are no longer worn, replaced by blue robes, Dorman shoes, leggings and Taoist buns.

If it weren't for a face that was completely different from Chinese people, he would be almost an out-and-out Chinese Taoist priest.

Xu Junming took some exams and found out that he was very proficient in reciting Taoist classics such as the Tao Te Ching, the Yellow Emperor's Yin Fu Jing, and the Three Cave Scriptures, and he could also play a set of four-elephant palms.

Seeing that his enthusiasm for learning Taoism was still high, Xu Junming arranged for Matt to continue teaching him while he was chasing corpses.

As his seven-soul clone, Ren Wuji can also control puppets.

This is also the reason why he kept Lu Pan.

That being the case, he left Matt here too.

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A grain of nine-color yellow rice floated in front of Xu Junming, and a crisp voice came from it.

"Taoist Priest, it's not that I don't want to be reincarnated. In fact, there are really important things in the north that attract me. It feels like I've missed it, and I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Zitong said aggrievedly but firmly.

Xu Junming sighed.

I don't know if I am unlucky when I meet this great aunt.

When he saw that he had obtained the merit, he clamored to go to the north again.

He just went, not knowing where the destination was? He just followed his feelings, and more than a month later, he had just walked out of Beihu and entered Yuzhou.

Of course, chasing the corpses also delayed a lot of time.

"I know. But, do we still want to continue walking north?"

"Um!"

Zitong nodded quickly.

The nine-colored yellow rice flashed and took in Zitong's soul.

Xu Junming waved his hand and put away the yellow rice.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and took out the 'Red Fire Divine Light'.

Now, several of his natal treasures, including the Tianluo Umbrella, the Earth Emperor Pagoda and the Yin-Yang Mill, are all left in the ‘Wuzhang Peak Cave Heaven’.

The only things left in his hands are the statue of Emperor Guan, Yimeng Huangliang and the red fire divine light.

The former has a single function and is not usually used.

Although Yimeng Huangliang has endless magical uses, it is not a spiritual weapon after all. It is invincible against innate monks. But when it comes to dealing with golden elixir, it is a little worse.

Only the red fire divine light, after being tempered by Ren Wuji, is now almost perfect.

So Xu Junming seizes the time to practice. As long as he survives the catastrophe, he will have a spiritual weapon in his hand. When the time comes, he won't have to point to the 'God's True Art' to conquer the world.

After all, although the 'God Strike' is good, if it is a single method, it will be too easy to be targeted.

Moreover, although the explosive power of the Shen Da Zhen Jue is high, it is not as good as the real Golden Core cultivator in terms of combat endurance. If you cannot defeat the opponent in a short period of time, you may be the one who dies.

Therefore, he is unwilling to use it easily until the critical moment.

After practicing for more than three hours, Xu Junming suddenly opened his eyes.

The guardian general has already finished delivering the corpses.

He sighed slightly, but it was a pity that his understanding of the puppet talisman could never break through to the red basic talisman stage. Therefore, the range of activities of the several dharma-protecting generals could never exceed two hundred miles.

Many times, he had to wait for the Dharma Protector General to deliver the body before he could continue his journey.

The red basic talisman corresponds to the Nascent Soul stage, and it is extremely difficult to understand it.

He doesn't have any talismans yet that can comprehend this realm.

He shook his head to calm down his unnecessary thoughts, compressed the 'Red Fire Divine Light', put it into the hair at the back of his head, stood up and continued walking north.

It was getting late at this time, and at the end of the mountain road ahead, there appeared a small town hidden in the night.

After a brief glance, he walked along the mountain road.

In this era, there is really nothing to entertain you at night.

The only thing that the general public can hope for is that a wealthy family in town can hire a troupe to sing for a few days on their birthday or when their child is one month old.

Then you can spend the boring and difficult time in the evening.

The town was very quiet. Although it was not too late, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets.

There were a few lanterns hanging outside, emitting a hazy yellow light, swaying, resisting the invasion of darkness.

When the fire head was beating, it seemed as if it would go out at any time, showing a bit of effort.

"Da da...!"

The crisp sound broke the darkness.

Wang Er subconsciously turned his head and looked.

A tall, young Taoist priest wearing green Taoist attire, a bun on his head, an unshaven beard, and a square face.

The Taoist had a green gourd hanging on his waist and a two-meter-long jade bamboo stick in his hand. The crisp sound came from the bamboo stick hitting the stone slab.

"Taoist Priest, why don't you eat a bowl of wontons to relieve your stomach after coming all the way?"

Xu Junming turned around and looked, intending to refuse, but after his eyes changed slightly, he stopped.

Turn around and walk over.

"Boss, how much does a bowl cost?"

"Five eldest sons." Wang Er said diligently.

"Bring me a bowl."

"Master Dao, what kind of filling do you want? I have pork and green onions, pork and leeks, and leeks and eggs...?"

"Please share the leeks and eggs with me."

"Okay. Please sit next to me for a while. The wontons will be ready soon."

Xu Junming glanced at the small dining table and four mozzars prepared for diners next to him, but did not go over to sit down. He still stood in front of the stall.

Watching him skillfully put the wontons into the pot, a rich aroma soon wafted out.

"Master Dao, my Wang Er's wontons are well-known in Qingshui Town. I guarantee that you will want to eat them again."

Xu Junming smiled.
To be continued...