The same? It would be strange if it could be the same. Last time Ling Jie was exquisitely packaged, with a Taoist robe and a stubble. Of course, it is different from today.

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"Is that right? Miss Mi Lan, maybe you don't know yet. The benefits of cultivating immortals!" Ling Jie explained: "Actually, I am already a hundred years old, you probably haven't come out!" Ling Jie subconsciously touched his chin and said.

Upon hearing this, Mi Lan widened her eyes and asked, "Is it true? Then, teach me how to cultivate immortality!"

Mi Lan held Ling Jie's hand excitedly.

The touch is so smooth... Ling Jie had to sigh, and then couldn't help pinching it and said, "In this way, as long as you fill up 100 buckets of water, I will promise to accept you as your disciple, otherwise I will not teach you."

Ling Jie pretended to be a paradise.

"Okay!" After Mi Lan said that, she went to find a wooden barrel to fetch water.

...

Seeing Mi Lan go down the mountain, Ling Jie smiled and said in his heart, "I want to learn to cultivate immortality with me? How can it be so easy?" Although Mi Lan's murderous aura is too strong, as long as Ling Jie carefully regulates and guides, there should be no problem. Besides, don't you make money? This is not Ling Jie's style. Looking at the water in the water tank, it gradually increased, Ling Jie smiled. And he was lying on the Grand Master's chair, smoking a cigarette.

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Before we knew it, 5 hours passed.

Ling Jie looked at the sky. Just when he was wondering why Ziqi hadn't come back yet, Ziqi walked over with a bucket of water and said unhurriedly: "Ling Jie, you are such a bastard. I've hurt my feet, and I can't come yet..."

Looking at the wooden barrel in Ziqi's hand, Ling Jie hurriedly walked over, took it, put it on the ground, and said, "You are back, you should be very tired!"

Then, he held Ziqi and sat down on the chair and helped her pinch her legs.

In this way, Ziqi should have walked.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to come back so late.

"Well. Look at my feet, they've been blistered. It's all your fault. I have to ask for the water over there...!" Ziqi glared at Ling Jie and said.

"What? Come on, let's see." Ling Jie squatted in front of Ziqi, took off the cloth shoes on her feet, and looked at the blisters all over her feet.

Yes, her feet were ground into several blisters.

Seeing this, Ling Jie reached out to shoot a blue gas at her feet, and the bubbles disappeared in an instant. Ziqi also felt that his feet no longer hurt.

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"It's okay. By the way, the feet of your ancient women are so small and so thin? It's so strange!" Ling Jie asked, pinching Ziqi's feet.

At this time, he realized that Ziqi's feet were smaller than other women's feet.

Although she is small, her feet are not ugly, but on the contrary they are very beautiful.

How can human feet grow like this? Ling Jie asked himself secretly.

"Of course not!" Ziqi turned her eyes on Ling Jie and said, "I wonder, why is the yard so watery? Did it rain just now?"

Ziqi looked at the water everywhere from the door to the yard to the kitchen, and said curiously.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jie waved his hand and said, "No, my apprentice was fetching us water just now. I guess she should be back soon!"

Ling Jie looked at the sky and said.

He just calculated that Mi Lan had already driven 99 buckets of water up the mountain. Now he was still short of one bucket, and Ling Jie was going to fulfill his promise and accept her as his disciple.

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"Oh! A man or a woman?" Ziqi asked.
Chapter completed!