"This kid is a genius of cultivation, I really didn't expect it!" Turtle Spirit sighed in surprise, and Lu Xiaoyi was unhappy when he was selected. When he was selected, he was also a natural spiritual body. He was not the big tortoise shell technique that was used to reverse the stove, so he had long become a member of the cultivation.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt unhappy, Lu Xiaoyi turned black with a dark face: "A dead turtle, I speak human words, but I can't see where the genius is."

Gui Ling glanced at her surprised eyes and almost spit out four words: "Mad is mentally retarded!"

"Cultivation talents are divided into two types, one is the basis, which is the so-called spiritual root development. The other is enlightenment, the understanding of the Tao. The difference between genius and talent is that a layer of window paper can be broken by genius. Even if you tell him, you may not be able to understand it. Such things cannot be explained clearly in words. Simply put, it is enlightenment."

Lu Xiao’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: “What do you mean, I don’t have any understanding?”

Gui Ling spread her hands: "I don't know that you are not a cultivator. What you said just now was casually said by the great Xuanwu god back then. Most people don't understand it, but this fat man understands it."

Feng Xiong sat there blankly. When Lu Xiaoyi saw that it was not easy to disturb him, he simply found a place to lie down and rest. He was in a resting place, and the problem of not sleeping well last night was exposed, and he quickly fell asleep to death.

The white tiger squatted on the side and did not dare to run around, so he had to doze off while lying down. The turtle spirit also returned to the soul-hiding bead and continued to sleep.

After Feng Xiong finished meditation, he stood up with his eyes open and heard a low snoring sound. He looked over and found Lu Xiaoyi sleeping. Baihu next to him immediately stood up when he heard the movement and yawned and looked at him. Feng Xiong couldn't help but feel excited. Master Lu gave him a guardian?

Lu Xiaoyi's words awakened Feng Xiong. The great way of cultivation is to focus on forgetting feelings rather than being ruthless. Indecision is just a way of expression of sentient beings. Only when one has feelings but forgets feelings can one touch the edge of the great way. After understanding this truth, Feng Xiong's sudden enlightenment was already close to the seventh level of Qi training, and he was about to break through in an instant. Therefore, he was so selfless that he meditated and breathed.

Feng Xiong is really a genius of cultivation. At this age, he has been stuck in level 7 in Qi training for three years. After completing this breakthrough, the vitality in his body felt faintly like wind and thunder, which means that he has been stuck for three years, accumulated strength and went straight to the peak of level 8. As long as he spends a year and is in a state of uncertainty, he can reach level 9 again.

This time, although it was for the sake of women, the more important reason was to try to see if dual cultivation could solve the problem of breakthrough. Feng Xiong's master did not help him when he was acquiring his cultivation. He just told him that this matter could only depend on himself. Feng Xiong, who was extremely selfish, couldn't help but feel deeply resentful.

Looking back, the master did not come to the door, and the dual cultivation failed. He almost died at Su Changfeng's hands, but he was lucky in disguise at the last moment. Lu Xiaoyi had just said that he could not solve the problem of all kinds of efforts. Is this what people often say to be enlightened by masters? Thinking of this, Feng Xiong recalled the details of being with Lu Xiaoyi. Now he remembered that this master has been constantly hinting at himself since the beginning, right? He stole his porridge and was not angry, and he did not say a word of no. When he kept betraying and begging for mercy, he still let himself go. Isn't this always hinting to himself? But forget about love, you must not be ruthless. Relentlessness is the opposite of affection, and it is also a way of embodying affection.

Everything was brain-repaired, with clear context and rigorous logic. This is what I meant to deceive myself, and it was the kind of willingness. So Feng Xiong slowly knelt down, straightened his back, and quietly waited until Lu Xiaoyi woke up. He was a master, but who knew if this time was another test of lying high among the mountains and fields?

Lu Xiaoyi slept for two hours this time. It was already afternoon when he woke up. The sun was mottled in the woods. The white tiger was bored and wandered around him. Feng Xiong quietly knelt on the opposite side. Lu Xiaoyi was shocked and thought to himself that this guy was going to sneak attack and didn't know if the white tiger could block it.

Then he stretched his arms and Lu Xiaoyi returned to his master's demeanor: "Do I want to congratulate you?" This is exactly the face that I already knew the result in advance. Feng Xiong just took this trick now and kowtowed immediately: "Thank you, Mr. Lu!"

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, thank you for your own understanding. The mud cannot support the wall. If you change this kind of thing, I will waste my saliva." Lu Xiaoyi then pretended to be down, and Feng Xiong looked up and said seriously: "If the elders of the master sect can give guidance, Feng Xiong would not have been in the first three years. He would not have been lucky enough to get guidance from Master Lu."

Lu Xiaoyi listened to it for no reason, but he was a lie. Isn’t it just pretending to understand if he didn’t understand, and he made others unable to understand his words?

"Everything must be taught, you and I have fate!" With a sigh, Lu Xiaoyi stood up and patted her butt: "It's time to leave!"

In front of such a perfect show of pretentiousness, Feng Xiong completely accepted it and snatched the ground with his head: "Please give Feng Xiong a chance."

Lu Xiaoyi did not look back, but looked at the white clouds and canggou in the sky: "Your cultivation is still too low, and you can't help me even if you want to help me. This way, I am too lazy to use some magic weapons for others and I am too lazy to refine them by myself. A month later, I will still want to see here, and then see if you and I have the fate to end." As he spoke, Lu Xiaoyi turned over and left Feng Xiong who was kneeling on the ground and raised his head to see him.

Lu Xiaoyi, who tried his best to leave a magnificent back, knew very well that Feng Xiong had fallen into the hub and could not run out of his Wuzhi Mountain.

"Master Lu, please rest assured, I will definitely prove my worth." Feng Xiong said to himself, with a little swearing.

It was not that Lu Xiaoyi didn't want to stay, but had to go back to Jiangzhen. This time he went out and got too many good things. When he went back, he settled the Meng family and his wife first, and then he had to make it behind closed doors. Of course, Qingqing could not be missing a gift that he promised to Sun Wanwan. Only after doing these things could he be able to rebuild the great cause of the gods.

As for why it is so troublesome to rebuild the gods, Lu Xiaoyi had a premonition when Gui Ling mentioned the gods for the first time. This is really the mission given to him by the mother god, and it is also a fate that he cannot escape.

After thinking it through, even if Lu Xiaoyi was reluctant, he had no choice. Who made him the heir of the bloodline of God?

Jiangzhen was watching. Lu Xiaoyi ordered the white tiger to land on the top of the mountain and told it to wait for its summons in the mountains. He released the wooden ox and after cleaning up, he returned to his original dress. Apply some ointment to his face. After the white jade-like skin turned wheat, Lu Xiaoyi lay on the cow's back, humming a small song, raised his legs, slowly went down the mountain, and headed towards Jiangzhen along the mountain path. Seeing the soul beads on his wrist turning into a spherical tattoo, Lu Xiaoyi felt like he was waking up from a big dream.

I experienced too many things when I went out this time. Especially when I thought of the big tortoise shell technique, a fucking skill that can kill me, Lu Xiaoyi wanted to escape, but she wanted to escape. Unfortunately, she couldn't escape!

In this life, there are always some things that cannot be escaped, and there are always times when you have to face them.

"Run quickly, Lu Xiaoyi is back!" After the girls and wives on the streets of Jiangzhen Town heard the squeaking sound of wooden cows from afar, they flew and flew. This is the welcoming ceremony for Lu Xiaoyi.

There is no way, this guy has too deep a case. In order to maintain the title of the leader of the craftsman town, he has done too many unethical things.

Of course, there are also young women who are not afraid of Lu Xiaoyi, such as some beauties with powdery aromas and gorgeous dresses.

"Master Lu, remember to come and have fun at night. I'm wearing a bellyband and you can take a picture of it!" This is the girl from Biyulou. Since the billboard was erected on the dock, she had to find Master Lu to say that she wanted to be popular, and it spread among the girls.

Just as Liuli, the first red girl from Jade Tower, said when she taught her competitors: Want to surpass me? You are still early. When Mr. Lu is willing to take pictures of you, it is still time to think about this matter.

The huge billboard has brought Lu Xiaoyi a lot of income, but it has been gone. Lu Xiaoyi now doesn’t like this little money anymore. Naturally, he doesn’t like the ticket revenue of the so-called late-night art exhibition on the dock.

Like a star walking on the red carpet, Lu Xiaoyi smiled and waved while moving forward slowly.

During this period, Lu Xiaoyi was not in the town, and those girls and wives were having fun. Don’t worry about a mechanical mouse slipping into the house in the middle of the night and then dedicating himself to the art inexplicably. Don’t worry about walking on the street and having many wooden cats under the skirt.

Such a good day seems to be over again with Lu Xiaoyi's return.

Lu Xiaoyi, who has a bad reputation, has no awareness of this. Now that his realm has improved, these vulgar fans have been disdainful. There are beauties in the cultivation world who are waiting for their own summons, crying and shouting to devote themselves to art. Well, the last sentence is Lu Xiaoyi's own YY.

When they returned home, the Meng family and his wife treated Lu Xiaoyi as before. When they saw him coming back, Meng's mother greeted him happily: "I'm back, I'll cook for you now." Lu Xiaoyi felt warm in her heart, and as before, she walked up to hug Meng's mother.

"I'm back. I'm going out to make a fortune this time. The two elders won't have to work so hard in the future. We just open a store and ask some people to help with things. There's no need to make some money by yourself."

"Whether money or not is a trivial matter, just come back safely." Meng's mother didn't care much about how much Lu Xiaoyi was, so she went to work after giving a sentence. Lu Xiaoyi returned to her room, and without rest, she began to design and improve the prototype of the magic weapon he wanted to make.

I brought back enough materials, but the materials I didn’t dare to imagine before are now piled up into mountains. There is a lot of room for improvement in the design.

The key point is that Lingyuandu, who can help cultivation, Lu Xiaoyi originally planned to make one, but now there are three at one time. Sun Wanwan, Meng Qingqing, and Lin Bo each one. Help them speed up their cultivation. As for others, whether Feng Xiong or Qi Ziqing, they are not that good. It is not worth Lu Xiaoyi's precious black jade to help them practice.
Chapter completed!