25. The Lord of One Peak, Dad 6
"Hiss" The beast screamed in pain and then calmed down.
Cheng Jiu waved his hand, and Cheng Ye leaned over and looked curiously at the spotted snake egg in Cheng Jiu's hand.
The giant beast here rolled up the last egg and ran away. Of course, Cheng Jiu didn't plan to do anything to it.
Cheng Jiu looked at the egg meaningfully, explaining why he had that strange feeling just now. So that's it. Isn't this Long Aotian's future contracted spirit snake? This fire-type mutant, a giant beast, was quite helpful to Long Aotian in his early days.
Cheng Jiu took back the spirit beast bag with disdain. He didn't even look down on this level.
***
At the top of Changqing Peak, the towering peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the cliffs are suddenly shining.
Cheng Jiu stood aside and said, "Attack me." Cheng Jiu suppressed his cultivation to the great perfection of the Qi training stage and let Cheng Ye attack him.
Cheng Ye held the sword excitedly. Is he finally going to teach me swordsmanship?
Cheng Ye soared into the air, swinging his sword in a circular motion towards Cheng Jiu. A fiery crimson flash erupted. Cheng Jiu stood still, his eyelids raised slightly, his gaze fixed on everything, his aura immense. Cheng Ye's sword blocked Cheng Jiu's aura shield, preventing even the tip of the sword from entering.
Cheng Ye did a somersault, and spiritual power was poured into the sword. A flash of red light appeared and it went straight into the spiritual shield. Cheng Jiu stretched out his finger and gently flicked the tip of the sword that was already in front of him.
"Buzz" The sword in Cheng Ye's hand vibrated violently, making it almost impossible for him to hold it. His arm felt numb from the vibration. Cheng Ye's eyes became brighter. How powerful!
Cheng Jiu raised his hand, and an ordinary sword appeared in his hand. He was filled with cold energy! He raised the sword, and the azure sword light gathered like an extremely cold glacial wind. He spun around and lashed at Cheng Ye! As fast as lightning!
Cheng Ye excitedly stood upright on his horse with the magic sword in his hand, swung the sword high, and a burst of vigorous sword energy roared out like a tornado, hitting Cheng Jiu directly!
Ice and fire, redder than blue, the blades clashed with a sudden, piercing clashing of blades, eclipsing the surrounding scenery. The weapons collided, the force radiating from the blades striking the nearby tree, sending it crashing down.
Cheng Jiu put away the sword in his hand, walked to Cheng Ye, raised his hand, and spiritual energy slowly entered Cheng Ye's body through his fingertips, soothing the surging excitement in his body.
After a while, Cheng Ye's pale face gradually turned rosy. He opened his eyes, which seemed to be filled with starlight, and suddenly became very bright. He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, saying, "That's refreshing!"
Cheng Jiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said lightly: "We still need to work hard."
Cheng Ye nodded heavily, "Yeah."
In the following days, Cheng Ye fully realized that he
Dad's definition of 'hard work'.
Cheng Jiu had once thought of the Xiaolian Mountain Range, its cluster of small peaks connected together, as if they were a pile of newly sprouted bamboo shoots. This was the territory of the Qiongcang Sect, but due to the lack of spiritual energy, the sect's cultivators were reluctant to cultivate here. After a day of hard work, with so little reward, no one was willing to do so. Only physical and sword cultivators occasionally came here for hard training.
A black unidentified object fell straight down from the sky, and a loud "bang" shook the valley.
"Fuck!" Cheng Ye climbed out from the bottom of the pit with great difficulty, his face covered in dust. He leaned on the edge of the pit and gasped for air. His whole body was so sore that it didn't feel like his own body.
Cheng Jiu landed lightly beside his son, looked at his son's embarrassed appearance, his eyes were calm, and said coldly: "Get up."
"Dad, let me rest for a while." Cheng Ye said with a flattering smile.
"Get up" your cold-blooded father.
There was no other way, Cheng Ye could only grit his teeth and climb up groaningly, picked up the sword on the ground, took a deep breath and flew into the air, attacking Cheng Jiu directly.
Chen Qiyu stood on another seat and watched his little junior brother whom he had doted on for more than ten years being mercilessly tossed around by his master, coldly flipped up and kicked. He felt a little bit reluctant, but he tried to persuade him, but it was useless. He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that the master would be gentle and not hurt him. It was not easy to raise a little junior brother.
***
Wuyuju Tea House,
Cheng Jiu picked up the tea poured by his eldest disciple, took a sip, and said, "We should set off in a few days, right?" The Mandi Secret Realm is about to begin, and they must set off early.
Chen Qiyu: "Yes, Master, it is Uncle Song Hai who leads the team."
"You've been through a lot, so I don't need to say much. Just remember to be careful in everything you do."
"Yes, Master."
Cheng Jiu hesitated for a while, then decided to speak.
"Do you know where Cheng Ye's little rabbit came from?" Looking at the appearance of Cheng Ye's baby, he was a little confused. Moreover, the rabbit was really no ordinary spiritual rabbit.
Chen Qiyu was stunned and said hesitantly: "Yes, it was given to me by you, Master." The master had indeed forgotten how much my junior brother treasured the rabbit. Chen Qiyu knew it best. In order to extend the life of the rabbit, my junior brother had fed it countless magical herbs and elixirs.
Hmm? Was it a gift from the Three Words Master?
Cheng Ye searched his memory again and again, and finally found the memory of giving the rabbit in the corner of his memory.
That year, Cheng Ye was brought back crying and making a fuss. Sanyan Zhenjun was so annoyed that he took a rabbit from the roadside and put it in Cheng Ye's arms... Unexpectedly, the two-year-old child kept crying and making a fuss about the rabbit.
Raised it until now.
Seeing the master in a daze, Chen Qiyu said goodbye.
"Well, go ahead. Although danger brings opportunities, your own safety is also important."
Bow respectfully and say "yes".
Cheng Jiu walked into Cheng Ye's room. A large wooden barrel was filled with a dark liquid. A strong medicinal smell emanated from the barrel, which was pungent and unpleasant. Cheng Ye sat in the barrel, looking unbearable.
His father suddenly asked him to make some medicinal soup tonight, and Cheng Ye refused in his heart.
"Dad, this medicine smells so bad." Cheng Ye said with disgust.
"Bear it," he said stiffly, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Although this medicine smells bad, it is much more effective than the tonic soup." Miraculous medicine is also very rare. Be content, silly boy.
"Dad, I feel uncomfortable, numb and itchy, and my whole body feels weak." Cheng Ye soaked in the medicinal soup, struggling weakly to get up.
"Don't get up," Cheng Jiu stopped him sternly, "Don't let all your efforts go to waste."
Cheng Ye struggled for a long time but didn't dare to get out of the bathtub. If he dared to come out, his father would definitely make him do it all over again.
"Your daily training is very intense. This medicine is rare and will be of great benefit to you." Cheng Jiu looked at his son's painful expression and comforted him.
"Why is it so difficult?" Cheng Ye continued his father's words and used it to divert his attention.
"I got it in exchange for the tenth-level Ice World Lotus from my father."
This time, Cheng Ye really diverted his attention and exclaimed: "Tenth-level Ice World Lotus?!" His father's tone made him suspect that his father might be joking.
"Hmm" sounds like the tone of wild vegetables on the roadside, very wealthy and impressive.
"Who did you exchange it with?" With a father like him, no one should dare to lie to him... right?
"And your master uncle" Just by looking at his son, Cheng Jiu knew what he was thinking.
Oh, then you're not being cheated.
When Cheng Ye reacted, he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He asked, what was it like to suddenly know that your biological father was very rich? The answer was, his brain was almost not his own, and it was full of spirit stones.
"Do you have a lot?" Cheng Ye asked cautiously.
"Tenth-level Ice World Lotus is rare" is not a cabbage, how can there be a lot of it? There is only one.
Cheng Ye choked and was speechless: "Why are you so calm? Besides, this medicinal soup is too damn expensive." The tenth-level Ice World Lotus, what kind of divine object is that? He didn't even take a look at it, and his father took it away to exchange for some medicinal soup. Cheng Ye was so heartbroken that he almost suffocated.
Cheng Ye suddenly no longer felt the tingling and numbness. This medicinal soup was so expensive, so he had to take it well.
Bubble.
During this period, Cheng Jiu occasionally injected spiritual power into the medicinal soup to keep it from getting cold.
Until the evening,
"Get up," Cheng Jiu said.
Cheng Ye was somewhat reluctant and said hesitantly: "How about soaking for a while longer?" Cheng Ye felt that he would be at a loss if he didn't soak for three days and three nights, and he must make up for his money.
The little cutie's thoughts could not escape the father's eyes. Cheng Jiu smiled and said, "The effect of the medicine has worn off. It's useless to soak it again."
"Really?" Cheng Ye said with great regret.
Huh? It's amazing! After sitting all day, my feet aren't numb anymore and they feel even stronger. It really is a good medicine.
For a month straight, he was beaten by his father every day, and he soaked in the medicinal soup every ten days. Half a month ago, he broke through the foundation building stage and directly entered the peak of the fifth level of foundation building! For the first time, Cheng Ye felt that his cultivation was so smooth and solid. He finally understood the power of the medicinal soup. It was so worth it! The effect of this strengthening and consolidating medicine was really amazing.
"Bang" the familiar sound of falling was heard again from the Xiaolian mountain range.
Cheng Ye climbed out of the pit again and spat out the mud and sand in his mouth. Although he was still beaten by his father, he could hold on longer and was knocked down less often than before.
Flying up with the sword in hand, Cheng Ye stopped in mid-air, pointing the fiery red sword at his father, and provoked him shamelessly: "This time, I will hit the corner of your clothes." The young man in green was full of vigor and vitality, and the light in his eyes was as bright as the sun, just like the rising sun behind him, so beautiful.
A smile climbed up Cheng Jiu's bright eyes. Is this the legendary saying the most humble words in the most arrogant tone?
***
Changqing Peak, Wuyu Residence.
The Three Religious Masters persuaded him earnestly, "Brother, since one disciple is also a disciple, and two disciples are also a disciple, why not take in a few more disciples?"
His junior brother used to be obsessed with cultivation. If he hadn't forced him to take in a few disciples, Changqing Peak would be in such a desolate state now. Now he has finally come to his senses, understands the importance of inheritance, and has begun to train his son. The Three Religions Master thinks this opportunity is rare and wants to persuade his junior brother to take in a few more disciples, but why doesn't he agree?
Cheng Jiu drank his tea, motionless as a mountain.
"Besides, your Changqing Peak only has the eldest disciple in charge, which is not conducive to future development."
Cheng Jiu drank tea, standing still.
"Also, Cheng Ye also needs more fellow apprentices to accompany him. This will help him to promote and progress together."
Cheng Jiu was drinking tea, pretending not to hear.
"Junior brother, if nephew Cheng Ye is able to inherit your Changqing Peak in the future, there must be a lot of people under him, right?"
Cheng Jiu put down his teacup and raised his eyelids to look at his senior brother.
He said: "I will look forward to you at Changqing Peak in the future." Chen Qiyu has very good qualifications and will definitely be promoted to a spirit level in the future. By then, he will be the master of Changqing Peak.
The three religions choked and thought, "Okay, we already have a successor, so you can sit back and relax and stay at home raising your son every day, right?"
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