After getting rid of the hatred, Ye Yuan went to the Immortal League to sell the demon pestle. After that, she had to report to the Immortal League, which took more than ten days to go back and forth.

Wang Huai also took the time to return to his home, changed his identity, and then returned to Miaoyinmen.

In the following days, I practiced hard for two hours every day on the introductory mental techniques, practiced the martial arts taught by Uncle Duan to strengthen my body, and spent the rest of the time reading the books in the Miaoyin Sect, constantly filling in the gaps in my cultivation of immortality.

At noon on the third day after Ye Yuan left, Wang Huai finished meditating and let out a long breath of turbid air.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that when he was meditating, there was a pile of gray-brown filth accumulated on the floor in front of him, which was the impurities in the body expelled with his breathing during the meditation process.

"No wonder practitioners need to find a deserted place to meditate. Anyone who looks at this pile of filth will feel uncomfortable."

After getting a mop, Wang Huai cleaned up the dirt on the floor, and then began to test his results.

The medicinal power of the Yangyuan Pill in the body has been completely absorbed, and one's own bones are constantly improving under the influence of the medicinal power, and some actions that were previously impossible can be easily completed.

The self in the mirror has also become fairer and more supple, moving further and further towards the direction of harming the country and the people.

"Uncle Duan said that the root bones are born and cannot be adjusted the day after tomorrow. However, the immortal road can adjust the root bones. I have to say that the immortal road is more magical."

After slowly practicing a set of martial arts, Wang Huai discovered that without any deliberate guidance, a trace of inner energy was born in the body, which continued to move along with the eight extraordinary meridians in the body.

However, in Wang Huai's view, internal qi is actually a phenomenon produced by the visceral muscles in the body under its own control. It feels like gas, but in fact it does not exist, it is just ripples.

Only when a warrior opens the bridge between heaven and earth, the magic power generated is truly extraordinary.

Practitioners can absorb strange objects and rely on them to transform magic power.

Both lead to the same destination by different paths.

After the drill, Wang Huai walked into the library of Miaoyinmen, picked up the book he had not finished reading last night, and continued reading.

Not long after, a white hamster ran into the library with a food box on its head.

The food box is several times bigger than the hamster, but the hamster looks very relaxed.

Putting the food box next to Wang Huai, the hamster moved his little paws to open the food box and said diligently: "Miss Wang, dinner is ready."

"Oh, thanks."

"As long as the lady is satisfied."

Although it is a monster, there are sects in the Immortal League that specialize in controlling beasts. After being processed by these sects, a ban has been planted in the little hamster's body. Injuring people at will, escaping or drinking human blood will trigger the ban, and the result will be an explosion.

Death.

But even if there is no ban, Wang Huai is not worried that the little hamster will rebel.

When you go outside, you have to worry about being caught by Buddhism, so how can you feel comfortable being your own pet?

In the Miaoyin Sect, only Yue Ling knew Wang Huai's true gender. After all, this rat didn't seem to have a very strict tone.

Be trustworthy or trustworthy, the fewer people know about some important information, the better.

Thinking of Yue Ling, Wang Huai became angry again.

On the first day after his identity returned, Yue Ling expressed that he wanted to help his "junior sister" and volunteered to cook.

After eating, Wang Huai said it was good and he would not do it next time.

After tasting it, the little hamster immediately started cooking and made three dishes and one soup for Wang Huai. It tasted pretty good.

Your cooking skills are not even as good as a mouse, Senior Sister Yue, what’s the point of your life!

After dinner, Wang Huaigang was about to continue reading when he heard the ground shaking outside, and then the quarrel between Yue Ling and others:

"How many times have I told you, don't use that old-fashioned puppet, the movements are too rough! What if you smash the flowers and plants of the sect!"

"Yue Ling, you only gave me three thousand taels from Manchuria. I don't have much profit from using old-fashioned puppets. What else do you want?"

"It's normal to do things for money. It's your ability to do things without money! Is that all you have?"

"Stop working, stop doing it! Everyone from the Kit Kat Sect, stop doing it, let's go!"

Sighing, Wang Huai walked out of the library and said to the two people who were noisy and blushing outside: "Stop arguing, you are disturbing my reading. Brother Gongsun, what's going on?"

Opposite Yue Ling was Gongsun Mian of the Qiqiao Sect. He was a strong man with a rough appearance and his arms were thicker than Wang Huai's waist.

Gongsun Mian's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Huai walking out, and then he clasped his short coat in confusion, hiding the tuft of heart-protecting hair on his chest.

"Wang, Junior Sister Wang, you are reading a book. I'm sorry. We will replace it with new puppets right away. We will make sure there is no sound even when working next door to you."

"Oh, thank you very much."

Yue Ling said nothing, but glanced sideways at Gongsun Mian.

Bah, man!

Looking up, Wang Huai saw the two-story-high puppet standing in the yard, with signs of repairs all over its appearance.

Apart from being rough and arrogant, there is also a different sense of power.

Qiqiao Sect can be understood as the construction team within the Immortal League. Rare objects and sect magic weapons are all related to construction. Qualifications in the sect mainly depend on dexterity. Building houses is also a kind of practice.

This group of old men were very excited when they first heard that they were working at Miaoyinmen, but after being in contact with Yue Ling for a while, everyone was about to collapse.

This little girl is so stingy!

Practitioners are poor to begin with. Even if the tiles of the sect are blown down, they are not willing to throw them away. They have to patch them up and continue to use them. Large-scale sect renovation projects like this are rarely accepted.

Moreover, it was a Miaoyin Sect full of stunning women, so everyone screamed with excitement, and then almost collapsed due to Yue Ling's stingy behavior.

After appeasing the leader Gongsun Mian for a while, Wang Huai took out another 10-tael silver note and handed it to him: "Brother Gongsun, the weather has been hot recently, buy some ice water for everyone. Senior Sister Yue, don't leave yet."

"What, what?" Yue Ling asked guiltily.

"I gave you five thousand taels to renovate the sect, where did the remaining two thousand taels go?"

"That...that..."

Wang Huai looked at Yue Ling with squinted eyes, then suddenly reached out and touched Yue Ling's waist and pulled out a stack of banknotes.

After handing the banknote to Gongsun Mian, Wang Huai said: "Brother Gongsun, please show me the design. There is something that needs to be changed. Yes, it is Senior Sister Yue's bedroom. Why does it have to be so big? Just put a bed.

.There is no space for the toilet? A spittoon is enough. What kind of toilet do you need?"

"Junior sister, you can't be so heartless!"

"Shut up, a corrupt criminal has no right to talk to me. If you say anything else, I will build a cage and come out."

"Junior sister!"

After sending the happy Gongsun Mian away, Wang Huai felt that his seventh senior sister was becoming more and more insignificant.

Now the other senior sisters are out of town for work. Yue Ling is a typical tiger-free monkey king in the mountains. He even dares to embezzle the money of his own investor.

Ignoring the crying Yue Ling, Wang Huai yawned and felt that he had eaten a bit too much at lunch and it was time to take a nap.

After the root bones are improved, the energy will also increase, and two hours of sleep a day is completely enough.

However, he read too late last night and now he was sleepy, so he simply told Gongsun Mian some precautions and went back to his bedroom to catch up on his sleep.

In his sleep, Wang Huai felt something crawling onto his bed and lying directly next to him.

Subconsciously hugging the other person, Wang Huai felt that this thing was furry all over. It didn't feel as soft as Third Senior Sister's tail, but the slightly hard feel also had a wonderful taste.

Especially since the other party's hand was very cold, Wang Huai felt as if he was holding an ice pillow, making it extremely comfortable to sleep on.

Unknowingly, Wang Huai had completely hugged the other person in his arms. While rubbing him, he was thinking vaguely: "What is this? Forget it, it's not important anymore."

wrong!

This is important!

What is this!

Forcing himself to open his eyes, Wang Huai immediately turned his head, looked at what appeared on his bed and cried out:
Chapter completed!