"Eat it, Chong Er, are you kidding me?" Ning Tao never expected that Chong Er would give him such advice.
What Chong Er wanted to say appeared on the bamboo slips of the account book: I always stick to my word and never joke. Kun is a divine beast, even a piece of flesh and blood will have divinity. If you are lucky enough to absorb a little bit, it will be of great benefit.
Ning Tao was very moved and reached out to take the piece of Kun meat off the bamboo slip of the ledger. If this was a piece of meat from a humanoid god, he would definitely not have the thought of eating it. But this is Kun meat, which is fish meat. Isn’t it a natural thing for people to eat fish meat
However, this thing has been around for tens of thousands of years, maybe even millions of years. Does it have a shelf life? Also, what if it’s poisonous
Ning Tao looked at the Kun meat in his hand. He felt that it was as hard as iron. What was even weirder was that the space around the palm and one forearm showed signs of distortion. He looked at Chong Er again, feeling a little unreliable in his heart, so he asked again: "Chong Er, has anyone ever eaten Kun meat?"
What Chong Er wanted to say appeared on the bamboo slips of the ledger: I don’t know.
Ning Tao: "..."
boom!
Suddenly there was a violent explosion in the cave.
Ning Tao followed the sound and found that it was in the direction of Yin Molan's retreat. His heart moved and he put Kunrou into the small medicine box. He finally figured it out. Although Chong Er had a vast knowledge reserve, it was the first time he had released it. Some things might not even be clear to him. If he listened to him, he would just casually use this piece of Kun meat. If you stuff it into your stomach, who will you seek redress if you die from eating it? He decided to keep this piece of Kun meat for now and deal with it after thorough research in the future.
Ning Tao reached out to collect the bamboo slips of the account books, but saw that Chong Er was still leaning on his upper body and refused to go back.
The content suddenly appeared on the bamboo slips of the account book: Actually...
Ning Tao retracted his hand and said curiously: "Chong Er, what else do you want to say?"
What Chong Er wanted to say appeared on the bamboo slips of the account book: I just remembered a legend about how to deal with this piece of Kun meat...
Ning Tao was anxious: "You should tell me!"
Chong Er twisted his butt, and what he wanted to say appeared on the bamboo slips of the account book: If you pay me a thousand medical fees, I will tell you.
Ning Tao was stunned on the spot.
This guy actually asked him for a thousand medical fees before telling him what kind of legend he was
This is really a product of Tianwai Clinic!
Chong Er slowly dug into the bamboo slices, and what he wanted to say appeared on the bamboo slips of the ledger: That legend may help you get a magical weapon, the Flying Sword. You should think carefully before making a decision...
While spinning the bamboo slices, but saying such words at the same time, isn't this sincere and tempting
But Ning Tao was really tempted. When he heard it was a flying sword, he couldn't help but said excitedly: "Are you telling the truth?"
What Chong Er wanted to say appeared on the bamboo slips of the account book: I always stick to my word and never joke. If you agree, I will make a sales contract and you sign it, and I will tell you the legend.
At this moment, Yin Molan's voice suddenly came from far away: "Hahaha... I'm out of seclusion!"
The closed space was filled with his echoes.
In fact, from the explosion just now, Ning Tao knew that he was out of seclusion. He wanted to collect the bamboo slips just to rush over and have a look. But at the critical moment, the legendary story of Chong Er could actually help him obtain a flying sword, and he immediately forgot about Yin Molan. He has always wanted to get a flying sword, how could he not be tempted
However, before he could decide whether to accept Chong Er's blackmail and sign a sales contract with it, Chong Er had already got into the bamboo. He hesitated for a moment and did not call out Chong Er for another chat. He put away the bamboo slips of the account book, picked up the small medicine box and walked to Yin Molan's residence.
Yin Molan's thatched hut was blown away alive, the roof was gone, and three walls fell down, leaving only one broken wall standing on the ground.
When Ning Tao passed by, Yin Molan was dancing a knife in the ruins under the broken wall. An embroidered spring knife was dancing so hard that water couldn't get into it, and it flew around with all its strength. The energy was slightly green, and the demonic power was so strong that when it struck a tree, even a tree as thick as a bowl would break with a snap. If it struck a rock, a crack would appear in even the hardest rock!
Obviously, this time out of seclusion, Wu Yao is stronger.
At this time, Chen Pingdao, Xiaotian Quan and Hu Xiaoji came from the other direction. Chen Pingdao shouted from a distance: "Stop it! Every plant and tree is alive, you are doing evil!"
Yin Molan put away the knife, but did not look at Chen Pingdao. Instead, he held the handle of the knife with both hands and gave Ning Tao a fist-cup salute: "My lord, you are here."
In the past, Wu Yao was not called lord. After leaving seclusion this time, he also changed his title.
This is also a reasonable thing. If he practices alone, he may not be able to break through the Dan Formation realm in this life, but Ning Tao just used elixirs to feed him to the Nascent Soul realm today. What's more, this is just the beginning, Ning Tao will help him continue to improve in the future. Ning Tao had great kindness and even greater benefits for him. Wouldn't he be stupid if he didn't follow Ning Tao
Ning Tao smiled and nodded. He was worthy of Yin Molan's call as lord, and then he walked towards Yin Molan: "Senior Yin, you are much stronger. I wonder how big your Nascent Soul is?"
Yin Molan chuckled and said: "It's about the size of a thumb, it's still weak, it's not human-like, it's a mess, it still needs practice."
"Young man, are you bragging about not drafting? You just came out of seclusion and your Nascent Soul is the size of your thumb?" Chen Pingdao came over.
Yin Molan smiled awkwardly: "Senior Chen is just kidding, but actually... it's a little smaller, a little smaller."
Chen Pingdao snorted: "I knew you were bragging."
His original Nascent Soul was only about the size of a thumb, how could Yin Molan be better than him
Ning Tao found it interesting listening to the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but think about how he would react if he told them that he was a fat boy when the Nascent Soul first appeared.
"Dad!" Roaring Sky Dog ran towards Ning Tao.
"Dad!" Hu Xiaoji also ran over, getting ahead of Roaring Sky Dog, and threw herself into Ning Tao's arms.
Only then did Ning Tao realize that after not seeing her for a while, she had grown up a lot. The last time they were separated, she was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. Now she looks and is about the same height as a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.
This kind of change is neither amazing nor weird, but what makes him feel the most is embarrassment. As a young man in his twenties, how could he accept it calmly when a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl put her arms around his neck and called him daddy, as if she were his biological daughter
"Well... Xiaoji has grown taller again." Ning Tao didn't know what to say, and felt a mess in his heart.
Hu Xiaoji chuckled and said, "Dad, when are we going back? I still want to go to school. I don't know how Xiaopeng is doing now. I miss him so much. It's still Teacher Fang."
"You want to go back to study?" Chen Pingdao's voice sounded surprised.
Hu Xiaoji finally let go of Ning Tao's neck. She turned to face Chen Pingdao and said seriously: "Yes, I am the successor of socialism, and I have to study hard."
Chen Ping Dao Ren glanced at Ning Tao with a strange look.
Ning Tao also had a headache. Hu Xiaoji had indeed grown up again. From what she just said, it could be judged that her mind had not grown at all and she was still the same kid of several years old.
A slim and beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, a vixen, sits studying in a first-grade elementary school classroom. What would that look like
Chen Pingdao coughed dryly: "Brother Ning, your people have been released from isolation and your daughter has grown up. You can take them all away. Roaring Sky Dog can stay."
Ning Tao said: "I came here this time just to take Xiao Ji home. Since Senior Yin has been released from seclusion, let's go back together."
Yin Molan nodded.
Ning Tao looked at Xiaotian Dog: "Xiaotian, do you want to come with me or stay here? You make your own decision."
"I..." Roaring Sky Dog tilted his head and glanced at Chen Pingdao, his eyes showing reluctance.
Chen Pingdao squatted down and put his arms around Roaring Sky Dog's neck: "Gouzi, you want to go back with your old master. I have nothing to say. However, your training has just started, and your master has too many worldly affairs. , and three wives and one daughter, I don’t have time to accompany you, let alone guide you to practice, so you have to think clearly.”
Ning Tao was speechless, but did not interrupt Chen Pingdao's words.
Chen Pingdao continued: "It's rare for you to enter Taoism. You have to cherish your creation. Don't you want to become a human in the future?"
Roaring Sky Dog looked at Ning Tao again, hesitantly.
Ning Tao said: "Xiao Tian, just stay. Senior Chen is right. I don't have time to guide you in your practice, but Senior Chen can help you wholeheartedly. I am your master, but Senior Chen is your master. As a teacher and a father every day, you should listen to Senior Chen and cherish your good fortune and practice hard."
"Yeah!" Roaring Sky Dog nodded heavily, a layer of mist forming in his eyes.
Ning Tao reached out and touched its dog's head, and said with a smile: "Don't be sad, I can come over anytime I want. If I need you somewhere, I will take you there."
A smile suddenly appeared on Roaring Sky Dog's face: "Dad, do you still want me to find evil people?"
Ning Tao said: "Of course, find three every month, just lock the target, don't take action. The Black Horn tribe has electricity and satellite signals. You can take your mobile phone to the tribe to charge, and then call me. The phone tells me who the target is and where it is, and I decide when to take action.”
"Woof!" the Roaring Dog barked excitedly.
Ning Tao turned to look at Chen Ping and said, "Senior Chen, can I ask you to help me collect spiritual materials?"
Chen Pingdao sighed: "I knew you would ask. Even if I owe you in my previous life, I have already prepared it for you. It's at my house. Follow me to get it. But don't be too happy too soon. , I only found two things, and I can’t help you with the rest, you can figure it out yourself.”
Ning Tao was not surprised at all by this result.
It seems that I really need to seriously consider my plan to go to the United States.