"What's going on, Brother Meng, what's inside you? I have a Hinayana Bow Yin Jue here, and the task is to shoot a tiger eagle. What the hell is that? I don't think these third-generation disciples look like it.
He will help us, but I have spent a lot of money on me. If I am eliminated, he will have to skin me."
Zhang Xiaojiang was a little jumpy.
Hu Jing ignored the little fat man and said, "Wang Meng, what do you have inside?"
"Only Peiyuan Gong, the task is to cultivate an acre of spiritual land."
"Isn't it? Being a farmer is also considered a task?" Zhang Xiaopang looked confused.
Hu Jing couldn't help but was stunned, "How could it be possible? The basis of sword cultivation is Hinayana Sword Technique...ah."
"What's the matter, Miss Hu, don't say half of what you say. How can these guys treat one another favorably? I'll go find them!"
The fat man became anxious upon hearing this.
Wang Meng understood and shrugged, "I am on the second level of Life Mark. I can't practice Hinayana Sword Techniques. It's okay. I'm just cultivating spiritual fields, not shooting tigers and eagles."
"Wang Meng, I asked before coming here. This entry-level task is not easy!" Hu Jing said.
"Do we really want to do it ourselves? Can we ask those second-generation senior brothers for advice?"
Zhang Xiaopang's eyes rolled, and he had a plan on his mind.
Hu Jing glanced at the little fat man, "Even if you don't look for them, they will look for you. As long as they can give you benefits, they will definitely give you guidance, but you still have to rely on yourself to practice. You can measure it yourself. Just don't be deceived by them.
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Hu Jing knew that Zhang Xiaojiang had a spiritual stone, which was also a treasure to three generations of disciples, but this did not mean that it would pass the test.
"I understand, I understand, my family is in business, no liar can escape my detection!"
Zhang Xiaopang stretched out his belly.
Wang Meng was relieved about this. Even though the little fat man was always laughing and joking, it was not that easy to deceive him.
"What I have here is the Hinayana Refining Soul Gui Xin Jue, and my task is to take care of Elder Zhao Ya's alchemy furnace."
"I'm dizzy. What kind of world is this? One of you is hoeing the ground and the other is cleaning the alchemy furnace. Why am I so miserable? What the hell is Tiger Eagle? This name sounds domineering!"
Zhang Xiaopang said in pain.
"Zhang Xiaopang, our test may not be simpler than yours, I'm afraid it has more content."
Hu Jing said.
Wang Meng nodded equally cautiously, "Nothing is cheap in the world, especially in cultivation. Little Fatty Zhang, don't be lazy. It doesn't matter if he is a tiger eagle or a dragon eagle, you will be killed."
Zhang Xiaopang's chubby faces suddenly twitched together, and he stretched out his fat hands, "Okay, I'm a little on fire. Let's work together. In one month, we must become official disciples!"
Hu Jing put her hand on her, "I will definitely do it!"
Wang Meng put his hand on it, "That's inevitable. The three of us are geniuses that are rare to see in a century!"
Some of the people who were traveling with them had already started to get close to the third-generation disciples, and Wang Meng and the three of them went to their residences according to Fu Lu's instructions.
…
I thought that my residence would be very close to Lei Guangtang, but as I walked further and further into the desert, I saw a small shabby house at the foot of the mountain, with a sign "C-shaped House No. 58" hanging on it that swayed in the wind.
Wang Meng was stunned for a while, could this be considered a house?
Although it can't be said that it will collapse in the wind, it is really shabby. When he opened the thatched house, it was empty inside, with only a bare bed and a rusty hoe leaning next to it, which was the only property left to him by his predecessor.
Wang Meng touched it to make sure it was not a magical weapon. He stretched his body and couldn't help but take a breath. He was exhausted from the tension in the flying boat and the relaxation after walking such a long mountain road.
No matter what, I finally arrived at "Wonderland" and jumped onto the bare bed.
Boom...
The bare board bed collapsed, causing Wang Meng's eyes to be filled with little stars. The thatch on the thatched roof crashed down. Wang Meng struggled to stick his head out and looked at the stars in the sky... speechless.
This is the first day of practice for the future Super Immortal King Meng.
At this time, in a room of the Sword Sect in the temple, a girl who was as cute as a little fairy was lying on the bed, shaking her white calves, and kept laughing like a bell.
Opposite her is Wang Meng's 20% discount, but the 20% discount is much larger at this time, and his body is filled with a faint fire, and is extremely elegant.
"You're laughing me to death, you're laughing me to death, there is such a stupid person, Xiaohong, 20% off, such a vulgar name, it's a shame they can figure it out, Xiaoling, are you so angry?"
The little girl laughed so much that she rolled over on the bed, and Xiao Ling beside her looked helpless.
The majestic spiritual beast Jiutian Huoluan is indeed aggrieved to be regarded as a sparrow demon.
"By the way, little spirit, there is a monster here that can hurt you. If it weren't for the fact that you haven't finished your homework yet, I really want to take you to beat it up right away."
Zhao Lingxuan's big star-like eyes blinked and blinked, full of interest.
Jiutian Huoluan fluttered its feathers, raised its head and called a few times. Zhao Lingxuan touched its head, "I understand, I understand, you can do it yourself. The fifth-level golden rhinoceros is very rare here, but you still encountered it."
Those two guys are so funny, geniuses with two levels of life marks, aren’t there geniuses all over the place?”
Jiutian Huoluan nodded in agreement. If she hadn't seen the other party helping her, she would have to teach this idiot who was disrespectful to her a lesson.
Although spirit beasts cannot speak, they can communicate with their masters through souls.
"By the way, isn't he a new disciple of the Sword Sect, the Thunder Light Branch, right? Hey, let's go and play with him!"
Zhao Lingxuan clapped her hands suddenly, as if she had discovered a new world. Jiutian Huoluan on the side shook her head like a rattle. She never wanted to see that vulgar bumpkin again.
"Xiao Ling, we are in the same group, don't be afraid, we will go and return quietly, the master will not find out!"
Zhao Lingxuan's eyes were shining with unstoppable light. She practiced and practiced all day long. She didn't know whether she would become an immortal or not, but she was about to become a psychopath.
Jiutian Huoluan shrugged helplessly, what's so good about such a country bumpkin?
Thinking of this guy rubbing and kissing her, Jiutian Huo Luan became very angry.
At dawn, Wang Meng suddenly felt his nose was a little itchy, and he woke up with a sneeze. Not to mention, it was different where he was full of energy. Yesterday he was as tired as an old cow, but today he felt refreshed and relaxed.
I dusted off the dust and thatch from my body, picked up the hoe, and happily started my first day of practice.
The so-called spiritual field is the black land at the door of the hut. It has to be said that this dimly glowing black land is indeed very energetic. Within this month, he will remove weeds from this land and then turn it over.
good.
Wang Meng estimated that it would be done in half a month at most, and then he would help Zhang Xiaopang catch some tiger eagles.
Wang Meng took out his magical weapon, the heart-protecting mirror, "Mirror, mirror, who is the most talented practitioner in the world?"
The mirror was filled with light, and someone's voice that I heard hundreds of times rang out, "Wang Meng, there is no doubt that it's Wang Meng!"
Wang Meng waved his fist, finished encouraging, let's start!
He made a few noises at his hand, raised the hoe high, and started hoeing with a loud bang. Not to mention he was very good at cropping, but he was doing farm work with his father.
This is the first step towards success, so of course you have to do it with all your strength!
boom……
Like a hoe hitting an iron plate, the huge backlash caused the hoe to hit Wang Meng directly on the head. Suddenly, a bag floated up and the man was staggered.
"Fuck, why are you so hard?" Wang Meng covered his head and squatted down to study the ground. It was as hard as a stone.
Looking at the weeds everywhere, Wang Meng had a bad premonition. He pulled hard...but they didn't move at all...
(After returning from the annual meeting, I found that the world has become more and more limitless, and sentiments are even more unpredictable. Of course, overflowing sexual passion is indispensable. Legend has it that some people have reached the state of harvesting Yang and replenishing Yang.
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