After a while, Qiu Ming opened his eyes and found that this pill was really effective for him, and it was not small.≈le≈written≈novel According to Qiu Ming's estimate, if he took five or six pills, he could break through with his body, which was equivalent to the Xuanxian Realm. Even if he was a celestial immortal, he would not be afraid.

After looking at Yang Qijin, he was still practicing. Yang Qijin's refining and absorption speed is still not as good as Qiu Ming. After all, his strength is much worse than Qiu Ming.

"My brother of the Qiu family, I have brewed some new wine in the village. Do you want to try it?" Yang Mujian asked outside the yard.

Yesterday he saw the master and apprentice sitting in the yard, watching here specifically to avoid being disturbed. Especially when his son's qi and blood increase was increased, he could feel it, which made him happiest.

It was his wisest decision to find such a good master for his son.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about Qijin here, Xiaoqian will look at him."

Qiu Ming found that Yang Qijin's qi and blood had also increased a lot, and even the wrinkles on his face had decreased, just like he was several years younger. It seemed that it contained the bloodline of the witch clan, and it was the most suitable to practice the witch clan's martial arts.

Qiu Ming didn't plan to give this elixir to Carpenter Yang, it was too precious. If he could get a lot of it in the future, he wouldn't mind giving it to Carpenter Yang.

The two were drinking and chatting, and Qiu Ming asked about carving again. Carpenter Yang taught it to Qiu Ming without any hiding personal information. Of course, Carpenter Yang asked Qiu Ming about some of his experience in body refining, but Qiu Ming did not hide anything.

Three days later, Yang Qijin woke up. He felt his great progress and was about to seek credit from his master, but he was told to continue practicing.

At this time, the power of the elixir was just integrated into the blood. If it was not refined and absorbed quickly, there would still be a lot of waste. This elixir is not an ordinary qi and blood pill, and Qiu Ming himself was reluctant to waste it.

He asked Yang Qijin to continue practicing, and Qiu Mingze also continued practicing. After he felt that the medicine was completely gone, he swallowed the second one.

Qiu Ming's family-born martial arts are like a medium-level body refining method in the world of cultivation. There are certain opportunities to break through to the body of an immortal, but it is very difficult.

Just like the basic qi training method, there is a certain probability that people will become immortals, but this probability is probably similar to winning the lottery jackpot.

Qiu Ming had long discovered that family-born martial arts were no longer applicable. He also learned the witch clan's body refining method to change it to something more suitable for him.

Qiu Ming even thought that it would be great if he could get Erlang Shen’s method of practice, and Sun Wukong’s method would do it, so that his body would definitely improve faster.

Now, I can only learn from the witch clan and explore it little by little, but the efficiency is too low. If it weren't for the Ganoderma lucidum blood-activated pill, his body would not be able to break through again.

The method of practicing Qi was given by the leader of Tongtian. Combined with some Buddhist practice methods he obtained and his own understanding, he made great progress.

I used to be a good person to be ahead in the body and practice Qi, but now it is still the same. However, this balance will soon be broken again.

Of course, Qiu Ming wanted to pursue balance, but his body could grow faster and improve his own strength more, and he would not refuse.

If he had a powerful body like a golden immortal, like a great witch, how could he be chased by the Bull Demon King? He would have turned around and fucked with the Bull Demon King!

Huh~~Swish~~

Qiu Ming danced his sword with his hands and practiced his sword technique in the yard. Unfortunately, he didn't practice correctly. In addition to being able to become more proficient in the knife technique routine, he did not make much progress in temporary response, and he could not make Qiu Ming's sword technique much better.

It is not easy to find someone who can practice sword skills with him. At least he must be a master at level 1 of the immortals. None of the cultivators in this world can fight Qiu Ming for more than thirty rounds.

Although you can still exercise Qiu Ming's sword skills, such as trying to defeat the opponent with fewer moves, from thirty turns to twenty turns, or even ten turns.

But that requires frequent abuse, not everyone is willing to be abused. Perhaps the other party is unwilling to practice against Qiu Ming after fighting against Qiu Ming several times.

Putting away the knife, Qiu Ming stuffed another pill into his mouth while the blood was flowing faster.

This is the fifth piece he has taken, which is enough to lift his body to the peak of human immortals. If he is in a place with rich spiritual power in the world, he may be able to try to break through.

Unfortunately, in this world, I still have a little bit of a bad situation. If I want to make a breakthrough, I have to rely on the help of elixirs, or I continue to simmer qi and blood, and spend more time.

"Master, you call me?"

After staying in this world for almost a year, Yang Qijin has taken two pills. Nowadays, if a cultivator whose combat power is not less than that of the God Refining Realm, if he uses the art of mechanical puppets, he can defeat even those in the Void Refining Realm.

"Well, you have been practicing with your master for a long time. You are still young and are not as good as your father, but your cultivation level is no less than your father, so you should try to be alone."

"You don't want your father to work so hard, right? Men must learn to take responsibility. Starting today, you have to participate in the hunting in the village, and what you want to hunt is not ordinary beasts, but powerful monsters."

"We must make no monsters dare to entree here within a hundred miles of the village, but don't drive away ordinary beasts, learn from those old hunters and let them continue to reproduce."

"Remember, if you meet a monk, you can fight if you can, and if you can't fight, use a puppet. If the puppet is not an opponent, don't try your best and just report the name of your master."

Not only is Qiu Ming famous in this world, but after attending a party with Dian Cang last time, he has already gained a lot of fame. Many monks believe that Qiu Ming is also a great monk who is about to ascend.

Qiu Ming liked this little disciple very much, and he was still his eldest disciple, so he couldn't let him hang it up accidentally. He put two jade talismans on Yang Qijin, one was to form a protective cover at a critical moment, and the other was to gather souls.

If Yang Qijin is beaten to death, his soul will penetrate into this jade talisman, and Qiu Ming can resurrect him in the future. However, Yang Qijin has the bloodline of the witch clan, and his soul may not be complete enough, and I don’t know whether this is effective.

Of course, what he most hopes is to never use this jade talisman.

When Yang Qijin heard Qiu Ming's words, he secretly decided that he would not fall into the title of master. He didn't believe it. Who would have asked him to use a mechanical puppet to defeat him? Could there be anyone who could be more powerful than the sow dragon?

Seeing Yang Qijin leaving proudly, Qiu Ming continued to go into seclusion. When the child grew up, he always had to go through storms. He could not take care of Yang Qijin for the rest of his life.
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