Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 132: Just come, what gifts do you need to bring?
"Brother!"

In the early morning, Xuandu, a disciple of the People's Sect, once again appeared in the clouds in front of Zhongnan Mountain.

Looking at Jin Ling who was dressed in white, with a golden gourd on his waist and the Immortal Killing Sword Box on his back, who was standing in front of Hunyuan Palace and looking at him with a smile.

A thick smile also appeared on Xuandu's face.

"Coming."

With his hands behind his back, Jin Ling looked at Xuandu flying towards him with a smile.

Well, Jin Ling didn't expect that what made him come out of his cultivation state was not the natural end of the cultivation, but the sudden interruption by Xuandu who came to visit.

"Senior brother, have you changed your style?"

Arriving in front of Jin Ling, Xuandu looked Jin Ling up and down and asked with a chuckle.

In Xuandu's impression, senior brother always wears black and white.

"How's it going? How's your practice lately?"

"It just took a turn for the better."

Hearing this, Jin Ling immediately spread his arms and spun around in front of Xuandu.

With a hearty laugh, Jin Ling stretched out his hand to hold Xuandu's arm, and strode towards the Hunyuan Palace.

Yes, whether it's the Shangqing Immortal Technique in Tongtian's hands or the Fengwu Nine Heavens passed down by Yuanfeng.

If there is any difference, it is just the level of practice efficiency and the strength of the limit that can be achieved.

"Compared to simply accumulating mana, the practice of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques is indeed somewhat difficult."

Really, Xuandu really feels that cultivation is too difficult.

Xuandu was really a little uncomfortable with the sudden change to pure white.

Hearing this, Xuan Du's face suddenly fell, and his whole body exuded extremely strong negative emotions.

For example, the limit of the Shangqing Immortal Technique is the one closest to the Hunyuan realm.

"Senior brother, what I said is that you are a peerless swordsman."

"How is it? Does it look like a peerless swordsman?"

Seeing this, Xuandu immediately spoke to Jin Ling with a righteous tone.

Its essence is to accumulate mana and then break through the limits encountered every time.

Hearing this, Jin Ling also nodded slowly.

Xuandu, who is not a swordsman but a swordsman, doesn't know that Peerless is really going to be Peerless soon.

Or maybe all the methods in this world are about using force to prove the Tao.

As he walked, Jin Ling asked Xuan Du beside him.

Quasi-sage, this is basically the lifelong pursuit of a Qi practitioner.

"If you can speak, just say a few more words."

"But similarly, after you practice it, the rewards you get are far beyond what you were used to."

"How is your practice now, senior brother?"

After nodding his head in agreement with Jin Ling's words, Xuandu immediately asked Jin Ling.

Although what Jin Ling said was right, Xuandu didn't know this.

Everyone knows that top-notch exercises are effective after they are mastered.

But in the process of practice, it is also really difficult.

Therefore...

Xuandu wanted to find a balance with Jin Ling.

After all, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques at the Taiyi Realm are already so difficult, so the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques at the Quasi-Saint Realm should be even more difficult, right?
"Now, it's five turns."

Hearing this, Jin Ling sighed helplessly and said to Xuan Du with a headache.

Eighty years have passed since Tongtian's hundred-year appointment.

To be honest, Jin Ling is panicking now.

Jin Ling never wants to go in that damn Bagua Furnace again!
"How many?!"

Hearing this, Xuan Du's figure suddenly stopped in place, and his voice subconsciously rose a few points.

Crazy?
No, how big is the gap between us?
I turn once, you turn five.

There is a big realm in between.

Are you still sighing? What are you sighing about? Could it be that he was lamenting that he could not become the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian in eighty years?
"Our situations are different. You are new to Taiyi. It will be very difficult for you to make a breakthrough after decades."

"As for me, before I practiced the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, I was already in the late stage of Quasi-Sainthood, which corresponds to the cultivation level of the seventh stage of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques."

"Brother, it seems that I have made rapid progress over the years. In fact, I have not made any breakthroughs at all. I just practiced a technique."

At this point, Jin Ling paused slightly, patted Xuandu's lower back to signal Xuandu to continue walking, and continued to add.

"It's not finished yet."

His tone was full of melancholy.

"If you say that, then I will feel much better."

Xuandu immediately became happy when he heard this, and his tone was unabashedly gloating.

"Ok?"

With a slight raise of his brows, Jin Ling immediately looked at Xuandu.

"Okay, okay, you are indeed my good junior brother. After you pay your respects to the teacher later, don't leave in a hurry. Brother, I will arrange some senior brothers for you to have a good chat with you."

Gently biting his back teeth, Jin Ling patted Xuandu's shoulder heavily.

"After I have mastered the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills to perfection, if I want to be punished in the Bagua Furnace, I will definitely bring Xuandu with me into the Bagua Furnace."

"No, no, no, no. I have to go back and fan the fire for my teacher, so I won't disturb my senior brother."

Hearing this, Xuandu quickly said to Jin Ling.

Good guy, are you going to be punished in the Bagua furnace?

To the senior brother, it was punishment, but to me, pureness meant annihilation.

How much hatred?

After finishing speaking, Xuandu did not wait for Jin Ling to speak. He quickly walked two steps to the Shangqing Palace and bowed down.

"Disciple Xuandu, please pay homage to your uncle!"

Seeing this, Jin Ling came to Xuan Du with a smile on his face.

Bow down to the sky and salute.

"come in."

Tongtian, who was lying on his side on the cloud bed, slowly sat up and opened his eyes to look at Xuandu.

There was even a slight smile in the corners of his eyes.

Compared with the last visit, Xuandu this time was less restrained and more comfortable.

In Tongtian's opinion, this is good.

"sit."

Seeing Xuandu walking towards the hall, Tongtian raised his chin quite casually towards the coffee table in front of his cloud bed.

Seeing this, Xuandu naturally came to sit in front of Tongtian.

Jin Ling, on the other hand, stood on one side and poured two cups of tea for Tongtian and Xuandu.

"How about it?"

Looking at Xuandu who had just received the Zhongnan Dao tea brewed by Jin Ling, he impatiently took a sip.

Tongtian suddenly asked Xuandu with a smile in his eyes.

"The tea brewed by the quasi-sage is really sweet."

Hearing this, Xuandu immediately closed his eyes and made an afterthought gesture.

"Hey! You're such a jerk! You've never been beaten by a quasi-sage, have you?"

Seeing this, Jin Ling immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

"Uncle Master, save me!"

Almost as soon as Jin Ling finished speaking, Xuandu closed his eyes tightly, hid to one side, and shouted loudly towards Tongtian.

In his raised hand, he was still holding a jade bottle tightly.

"cough!"

Clearing his throat heavily, Tongtian picked up the tea cup and took a sip while looking sideways at Xuandu.

Seeing this, Jin Ling's raised palm suddenly paused, and then he drew a circle in mid-air and took the jade bottle from Xuan Du's hand.

"Really, junior brother is here, what gifts do you bring?"

(End of this chapter)