"Thank me? Thank you, do you thank me for helping you dismantle the bomb?" asked in a low voice, but he couldn't get Chen Jiu's answer, so Song Ruoying fell into a wrong path.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the smell of this ammunition to be quite good!" Song Ruoying continued to smack her lips, thinking about her Huang Tang's actions just now, and she was so embarrassed that she was so embarrassed that she was so sad!
The Black Dragon Necklace, along the pearl light path, Chen Jiu came to the courtyard and room, and saw the old man lying in a rocking chair again, feeling contented.
"Meet Senior!" Chen Jiu still respects this foolish senior. After all, if it weren't for his Nine-Turn Golden Pill, he would still be a waste.
"Boy, have you encountered any difficulties in practicing?" The old man seemed to have expected it, and his eyes were not open.
"Yes, senior, I want to be promoted to a congenital martial artist, but unfortunately my soul cannot be perfect. Please give me some advice!" Chen Jiu said his request.
"Uh, what?" Little did he know, Chih's eyes widened, and was shocked. He thought that Chen Jiu might encounter difficulties, but he never thought that Chen Jiu could become a level nine warrior in a few days, even if his own nine
The Golden Pill is perverted, but his martial arts talent cannot be so high, right?
"Senior, it's been several days since I've still been unable to break through to the realm of a martial artist. Isn't it disappointing you?" Chen Jiu asked with some uncertainty, feeling very inferior.
"You...if you keep breaking through like this, then I should call you senior!" Chi was shocked and accepted this fact because he found that Chen Jiu did not lie to him.
"Senior, stop kidding. Although you don't want to help me with Jin Realm, you can pass on some methods of spiritual practice, right?" Chen Jiu didn't expect too much.
"Is it a way to practice spiritually? It's simple. I really have it here. I'm afraid you won't dare to practice it!" Chi suddenly laughed proudly.
"Senior, don't look down on others. As long as you dare to pass on it, I dare to practice!" Of course, Chen Jiu cannot be looked down on by people.
"Really? Do you really want to practice?" Chi asked solemnly: "As long as you swear, this is what you practiced voluntarily, I will teach you!"
"Swear?" Chen Jiu was surprised. Didn't he practice the skills? Why do you have to make a vow?
"What? Are you scared?" Chi said angrily.
"What are you afraid of? Fat!" Chen Jiuyixin entered the country. Although he felt something was wrong, it was not a martial art. He didn't think so much, so he made a vow.
"Okay, very good, come here, I will pass on this spiritual visualization method to you!" Chi nodded with satisfaction, with a particularly cunning smile.
"The method of visualization?" With great anticipation, Chen Jiu came to Chi, sat cross-legged as he asked, and let go of his spiritual consciousness.
It won't hurt him. This is Chen Jiuxian's judgment as follows, so he dared to be so bold and hand over his life to the foolish hand in front of him.
‘Boom!’ A transcendent force was penetrated by the sacred power into Chen Jiu’s soul. These powers were entangled with his soul, and finally outlined a picture.
Chaos are hazy and smoke is lingering. This scroll is full of mysterious and powerful aura, which makes Chen Jiu slightly excited and moved.
"Okay!" When Chen Jiu tried hard to see the picture clearly, Chi stopped.
"Uh? What is this picture drawn with my soul?" Chen Jiu was full of questions thankfully.
"The beauty of the country is not successful in the world!" said the sermon without desire.
"Beauty of Jiangshan? Why can't I see clearly what I see?" Chen Jiu was a little puzzled.
"Of course you can't see clearly. This exercise is just a prototype. What can be outlined depends on your own practice and insight!" Chi solemnly warned.
"So that's it. So will I spend some time every day in the future to 'observe' it?" Chen Jiu wanted to figure out how to practice.
"No need to be so troublesome. If you want to practice this skill, you must first break your body. You should break your body first!" Chi then said with a shocking reminder.
"What? I... grass!" Chen Jiu couldn't help it. Is this too evil?
"If you want your little wife to go, you won't be interested in me, an old man, right?" Chi said he was afraid.
"You... tell me the truth, what kind of martial arts is this beauty in the country?" Chen Jiu questioned it all, and he had a very bad premonition.
"Love the country and love beauty even more. If this country and beauty wants to practice, it is naturally necessary to be accompanied by beauty!" Chi's words were full of ambiguity.
"Beauties are with you? Can you do without beauty?" Chen Jiu glared at him, unable to accept it.
"No, how can you practice this beauty without a beauty?" The crazy horse vetoed firmly.
"You... aren't you double-edited practice? Why are you so tall?" Chen Jiu finally figured it out, his eyes full of resentment.
"Hey, Chen Jiu, we have already said ugly words in front of you. You swear to practice it yourself!" Chi took Chen Jiu's handle and really left him speechless.
"Okay, you liar, I can't practice it anymore, right?" Chen Jiu was very troubled by the side effects of the Jiuwu Supreme in his previous life. He didn't want to be bound by martial arts anymore in this life.
"Okay, anyway, this skill has been outlined with your soul. If you don't want to practice, then don't want to advance!" Chi preached like you must practice.
"I..." Chen Jiu felt frustrated. He found that the truth was really like this. The beauty of the country was already deeply planted in his soul. If he didn't practice, then there would be no hope of entering the country in this life!
Cao, he, what is this? Chen Jiu's heart is so bloody that he scolded the idiot. Unexpectedly, he was wise and had a lifelong life, and was plotted by an old slut.
I thought that a skill was nothing, but I didn’t know that the temporary carelessness forced Chen Jiu to have only one way to go. If he didn’t follow this path, then what awaited him would definitely be destruction!
"Chen Jiu, don't be too pessimistic. There is more than a beauty in this country. If you don't bother, you can build a great country, which can also help you enter the country!" Looking at Chen Jiu's gloomy
His face was really worried that he would be unable to think about it and comfort him.
"If you don't have the strength, what can you use to fight against the country?" Chen Jiu glared at him fiercely, and his resentment could not be eliminated.
"Although using wisdom is slower, it is not impossible!" Chi persuaded him kindly, but he dared not stimulate Chen Jiu anymore.
"I don't have that much kung fu!" Chen Jiuke was still anxious to return to Zhuxiantian.
"Chen Jiu, although the beauty of the country is a double practice method, it can definitely benefit you for the rest of your life. Go back, I believe you will never regret it in the future!" The old man in the idiot sent him away from Chen Jiu.