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Chapter 151 Fooling Ninth Uncle, Continue Editing...

Taoist Priest Simu was admiring Fang Xiaole's strength. After Uncle Jiu reminded him, he immediately reacted, "Fuck! My guest! Stop it..."

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"He is so strong!"

"He's so handsome!"

Qiusheng and Wencai sighed softly as they stood aside.

"Where did he come from?"

Qiu Sheng asked Wen Cai in a low voice.

"Picked it up at the door."

"Pick it up?"

"Yes! It is said that I got lost, in the wilderness, with nowhere to go..."

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Facing each other, Fang Xiaole was sitting with Uncle Jiu and Si Mu, who was being questioned by Uncle Jiu.

"Who the hell are you?"

Uncle Jiu looked at Fang Xiaole warily, obviously, he didn't believe that he came back from overseas.

"I am a student who returned from overseas..."

Fang Xiaole spread his hands, saying that what he said was the truth.

"Impossible, just now...you have the strength to establish a foundation, you are definitely someone who stays in the Central Plains all year round!"

The four-eyed sage on the side retorted, with a look of disbelief, and even a little annoyed.

"You said... I have the strength to build a foundation?"

Fang Xiaole is really surprised now, because this is the first time he has come into contact with the specific division of cultivation levels.

It seems that the system's task rewards are divided into realms, and it seems that they can be collected in advance, but Fang Xiaole hasn't had time to read it yet.

Before that, let's learn about Uncle Nine's division of realms.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Seeing Fang Xiaole's surprised face, it seemed that Uncle Jiu was also annoyed, and he was no longer polite to Fang Xiaole.

"..."

Fang Xiaole was speechless, and finally said: "Okay, I can tell the truth, but it must not be what you think..."

"What do you say!"

The four eyes said loudly.

"Actually, what I practice is a qigong handed down from my family, that's why I have the strength I have now!"

"qigong?"

Obviously, Uncle Jiu didn't believe it, this is not qigong, it is also a method of cultivation!

"I'm not sure if it's qigong, but I've already practiced it anyway!"

Fang Xiaole waved his hand, even if he didn't understand clearly.

"So, you have been practicing since childhood?"

The four eyes were suddenly relieved.

In other words, why is he so young and stronger than himself? It turns out that he has been practicing since he was born.

Not a loss!
"Then what is your purpose?"

Uncle Jiu asked.

"..."

Alright, Fang Xiaole continues to write down... Speak!

"I did go abroad to study, and I didn't intend to return to China, but it was because I practiced qigong handed down from my ancestors that I had to go back to China!"

Fang Xiaole looked helpless and a little angry.

"Huh? How do you say this?"

Speaking of cultivation, Uncle Jiu immediately became interested.

Among his peers in Maoshan, except for his senior brother Shi Jian, he is the strongest one.

It is also said from the side that Uncle Jiu is a cultivating madman.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's question, Fang Xiaole looked resentful, "When I was abroad, I was doing fine all the time, but I don't know when, I can't make any progress in cultivation, and I haven't made any progress."

"At this time, I thought, maybe the ancestral home at home will have a solution, so I went back to China."

"Where are your parents?"

The four eyes interrupted at the right time.

"Dead."

"...Forgive me, Pindao offended."

"It's all right!"

"Then why are you here?"

Now, Uncle Jiu's expression has softened a lot. He is also a seeker, and he understands it, especially the matters of cultivation.

"I went back to the ancestral house and found nothing, so I started to think about other ways, so I pushed myself and others, and if I can practice, then there must be other people in China who can practice."

"So, I started looking for people who practiced the same, but found nothing, but just yesterday, I came to Renjia Town and asked about the famous Uncle Jiu, so..."

Therefore, Fang Xiaole did not continue to say anything, it was all things that Uncle Jiu already knew.

Hearing Fang Xiaole's words, the displeasure on Uncle Jiu's face had completely disappeared, especially when Fang Xiaole said "the famous Uncle Jiu".

But I still asked, "Why did you say you got lost when you came here?"

"I'm afraid Uncle Jiu will refuse..."

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"Okay, okay, the misunderstanding has been resolved, and it's time for me to get on the road!"

Simu suddenly lost interest in continuing the discussion, took it immediately, rang the copper bell, and drove his guests on the road.

"Uncle, be careful all the way!"

Qiu Sheng shouted symbolically from behind, and Wen Cai was responsible for closing the door.

After seeing off Taoist Priest Simu, Ninth Uncle has already arranged a place for Fang Xiaole. This time, the treatment is different. "Fellow Daoist, if this is the case, you can temporarily stay in the humble house for a few days, and we will discuss Daoism tomorrow..."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm much younger than you, Uncle Jiu. If you don't mind, just call me Xiaole!"

Fang Xiaole really admired Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu also accepted advice like a stream.

The Uncle Jiu in front of me is just like the Uncle Jiu in the movie, very good-looking.

Seeing that Fang Xiaole admired him so much was also quite rewarding.

In fact, he was also very curious about Fang Xiaole, he even felt a threat from Fang Xiaole just now.

This made him dare not underestimate Fang Xiaole.

"Qiu Sheng, you should hurry back too! Otherwise, your aunt will come to ask for someone again!"

"Oh!"

to be honest.Qiusheng was still a little reluctant to leave, but suddenly a mysterious and powerful Fang Xiaole came, which made him and Wencai very curious.

"Be careful on the road."

Uncle Jiu urged.

"If you go to burn incense, you will know how to be playful!"

Turning his head, Uncle Jiu trained his literary talents again.

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Sky Hanging Sun#The rising sun is in the sky.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrates through the thick leaves, and casts a piece of broken pieces on the window lattice, among the flowers, and on the grass.

And Fang Xiaole had already woken up early, practiced cross-legged, absorbing the first ray of purple energy between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the live broadcast was also turned on.

"Family, this is the second way to come to the world of Uncle Nine, so let's follow the plot of the movie and experience the daily life and customs of the Republic of China!"

I'm a kitten tooth: "Yesterday, there was only the wonderful plot of the anchor beating the zombies. As for the anchor Huyou Jiushu... no comment!"

Ming Mingde: "How should I put it! That part of the plot is a bit depressing!"

It is just below: "It's normal, what was the period of the Republic of China? Warlords fought, the people were in dire straits, and how many families were torn apart. The Republic of China you know is probably only Shanghai Bund, where singing and dancing are peaceful and feasting!"

Someone spoke for Fang Xiaole in the comments.

If life is just like seeing it for the first time: "Also, don't forget that this is a supernatural world, with ghosts and zombies! It's even worse!"

My toothbrush: "Here comes the exciting part! See what will happen to the anchor in the plot?"

Cherry Blossoms Under Mount Fuji: "Wonderful program by a very kind Mr. Fang..."

This is a netizen from Japan.

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"Okay, I'm afraid I won't be able to communicate happily with my family members, so I can't answer some netizens' questions, please forgive me!"

Ming Mingde: "Understood, it's okay!"

Amy Tracy: "Got it!"

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(End of this chapter)