"Son, when did you come back?" Qiu Chongshan came down from the building and saw Qiu Ming sitting in the living room.

"It's been several days. If I don't come back, I'm afraid the props can eat the table." Qiu Ming quipped.

"Your father and I suddenly made progress in practice. Didn't we suddenly go into seclusion? If we hadn't thought about props, we would have to stay in seclusion for a while." Gu Banyue also got down from the upstairs.

"Then you continue to go into seclusion. I'm here, I'll take the props back first. By the way, there are some fruits on the table and a few jars of wine. You have time to solve it."

"Okay, the props are all in that room, you can clean it up."

Qiu Ming took the doghouse, the bone, and the rice bowl of the props. Others can be ignored, such as some toys and so on. When he went home with him, he had to undergo special training, and he still wanted to play with it?

Although the props are less than one year old, they can be sensible based on the age of a dog. If they are humans, they should go to elementary school at this time. Isn’t it right to learn some knowledge from my dad?

The props once again experienced the feeling of flying. It still crawled into Qiu Ming's arms and didn't dare to raise its head. It was too high, it flew too high.

Originally, I followed my dad back to the old house, and there was nothing wrong with the props, but when it was time to dinner, it found something was wrong. Why didn’t my dad cook? That beautiful sister cooked very deliciously.

Seeing the prop coming over with the rice bowl in his mouth and looking at him with a eager look, Qiu Ming nodded, indicating that he understood.

Dangdang

Props widened their eyes, Dad, would you give me this thing?

Isn’t this the pill that has no taste? It’s full after eating it, but it’s not delicious. Even if you don’t have ribs or braised pork, it’s OK to stew a chicken.

Dad, don’t you know, am I still growing? Props blinked at Qiu Ming, who threw another one into the prop bowl.

"Two are enough. Eat too much and you will be full. OK, eat quickly, and practice after you finish eating. When can you mobilize the true qi in your body, and when can you go back and eat it well."

Qiu Ming once asked how the Jiumei Deer mobilized the spiritual power in his body, but the Jiumei Deer said that he could mobilize it just by wanting it. Well, he is a divine beast, so Qiu Ming asked in vain.

Qiu Ming thought about how he mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and he kept trying to move in the expected direction according to the acupoints, and then he could feel the air flow in his body.

But he didn't understand how it was successful at the beginning. He got a Taoist seed at that time, as if he could do it all the time suddenly.

Qiu Ming felt it was too difficult to get the props out of the sudden enlightenment. Although the props' intelligence is definitely no less than that of ordinary primary school students, or even higher, Qiu Ming didn't know where the acupoints on the props were.

Moreover, he does not know how to practice inner alchemy. What he teaches props now is based on the practice methods of other monsters.

Props are so far away from their happy life. They used to eat, sleep and play every day, but now they have gone, and become eating, sleeping, and practicing.

"Brother Qiu, will you become a seedling to encourage growth?" Xiaoqian felt a little pitiful. Isn't it good to be a pet? Why do you have to compete with Xiaotian Dog?

"It's okay, at least you can slow down and lay the foundation after you have a sense of energy. Look at how abundant the spiritual power in the Tao is. If it knows how to mobilize its spiritual power, it will definitely become a monster. Don't you think the props are so smart, you should have learned to speak long ago?"

Qiu Ming has always had an obsession. Look at the dogs raised by Erlang Shen, who are so majestic. As soon as he appears, the demons are intimidating. He also understands that the Xiaotian dog has been practicing much more years than the props, but it would be great if the props can speak.

He also gave the props a lot of good food. If those spiritual fruits and pills were given to people, at least one master in the God Transformation Stage could be piled up?

Although the God Transformation Stage is also a quick-acting product in Qiu Ming's eyes, he is already a top expert in the real world. However, the props are still a cute little puppy, and they have no other characteristics except for their large appetite and sharp teeth.

Even if the teeth are just sharp, it would be fine if the props knew some ways to prey. Yesterday, a mouse ran over in front of the props, but the props didn't catch them!

"Run, run, props, run faster, hurry up, hurry up." Qiu Ming urged.

Although the speed of props is now no worse than that of big dogs, how can props be compared with ordinary dogs? Now Qiu Ming has changed the way of cultivation for props, that is, let props practice strength and speed.

The power is very simple. Qiu Ming asked props to practice pulling a car. Although ordinary people can push a car, it does not pull the handbrake. The props must be pulled with the handbrake on the handbrake.

Running is also simple. Qiu Ming rode the Nine-Colored Deer for a walk in front and the props were chasing behind. For the Nine-Colored Deer, it was a walk, but the speed was definitely faster than forty miles.

Qiu Ming felt that he might have started to get the wrong direction. Just like a human cultivator, isn’t there two directions: Qi training and body refining? Perhaps the props are good at the body?

He thought about it carefully and it seemed that every monster's body was very powerful and generally did not have any magic. He could fight against many monks by relying on his body. Some powerful fairy beasts, ordinary immortals were no match for holding weapons.

Strength, speed, defense, and recovery are what Qiu Ming wants to train for props. Now he is reluctant to play props, so the defense is not easy to test, and the recovery is the same. Let's start by training based on strength and speed.

The props were running quickly, and the father in front was holding a pot of pork buns in his hand. It must catch up and eat it!

I didn't notice the prop myself. It was running faster and faster, and it had been running fast for half an hour, but it didn't feel tired at all.

Qiu Ming found that he had found the right way to exercise. Nowadays, let alone catching mice, it would be fine if he caught a cow!

Yesterday I ran in the woods with props. The props broke a tree with a thigh-thick head, and the props shaking their heads and got up, and nothing happened.

Qiu Ming once heard that there are actually two types of monster cultivation. One is a monster cultivation who changes human form and becomes a monster immortal; the other is a beast cultivation. If it does not transform, it means using the body of a beast, it will slowly evolve into an immortal beast.

The nine-colored deer is a beast cultivator. It feels that its body is the most beautiful and does not want to learn the art of transformation at all. What's the point of becoming a person?

It seems that the most suitable prop is the way for beast cultivators. This is actually what Qiu Ming hopes. He doesn’t want the prop to become a person one day, so he is really a human being!
Chapter completed!