At The Beginning, I Counted The Immortal To Death

Jiang Bai didn't sleep for a whole night, but practiced the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills all night.

With the help of the Hidden Moon Stone, he didn't have to worry about the fluctuations in his cultivation being noticed by Ming Right and Wrong.

Facts have proved that it is necessary for him to plan ahead.

Bajiu Xuan Gong is worthy of the name of Apex Level Kung Fu in the Conferred Divinity List.

As soon as he started using the technique, his body was like a sponge, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in the void.

The spiritual energy in the void seemed to have found its home, and it took the initiative to drill into the Dantian of his body.

The speed of practice is amazing.

In just one night, he cultivated directly to the third level of Mortal Transformation Realm.

However, as soon as he broke through the third level, his cultivation speed immediately slowed down.

But if word spread that he could directly cultivate from a mortal to the third level of transformation in one night, it would be enough to make the monks in the Heavenly Spirit World go crazy.

Jiang Bai carefully understood the current state.

After becoming a monk, he found that his body was much more transparent than before.

He, who was still somewhat sub-healthy, has never felt so comfortable as he does now.

Every part of the body is full of power, and every breath seems to purify itself.

He clenched his fists tightly, and he could feel the power contained in his seemingly thin body.

He pinched a magic formula in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body surged, covering his whole body in an instant.

I saw that his figure quickly changed from his original handsome appearance to a senile old man.

This is the art of change that comes with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.

It is different from the seventy-two changes.

The seventy-two transformations are just a technique to avoid three disasters and nine calamities, and the art of transformation only stops at transformation.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills are the true Taoist magical skills for protecting the teachings.

All things in the world can take form due to the will of the mind. With the Primordial Origin of the Great Dao as the foundation, if you cultivate to great perfection, the physical body will become holy, the vajra will be indestructible, and all laws will not invade. You can seek to prove the Primordial Origin of the Great Dao.

Although he currently only has the foundation building level, he is still far from being able to fully utilize the mystery of the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques.

But this simple transformation technique is really difficult to detect unless a great monk who is proficient in transformation comes, even Dugu Qing.

But the consumption is also very shocking.

With the spiritual power currently in his body, it can only last for less than three minutes.

After practicing for a whole night, Jiang Bai was not only not tired, but also became more energetic and energetic.

He stood up, exhaled a breath, pushed the door open, and stretched in the morning sun.

The sun shone on his face, making Little Bell, who had come to wait outside his house early, eyes wide open.

She found that the master looked better than yesterday, but she couldn't tell exactly.

All in all, it's a very comfortable feeling.

After being stunned for a while, she realized that Jiang Bai was looking at her with a half-smile.

The somewhat ignorant little loli blushed, lowered her head and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Master, breakfast is ready. I will wait for you to wash up, and then you can have your meal."

Jiang Bai nodded, "Where is Mr. Ming and Mr. Xie?"

"As soon as I tell you, sir, the two gentlemen are already having dinner in the front hall."

Little Lingdang quickly arranged all the toiletries for Jiang Bai and waited for him to wash up.

Jiang Bai, who had never enjoyed such treatment, was a little uncomfortable with it.

He tried hard to integrate into this world, but there was something in his bones that he could never forget.

He blocked Xiao Ling Ding's hand that was about to wipe his face, took the towel and wiped it while saying, "I can just do it myself from now on."

"Is it because my slave is not good enough?"

Little Bell's eyes were red, and tears were about to burst out.

Jiang Bai quickly comforted him: "No, no, I'm used to being free on my own, but not used to being served by others."

He rubbed the little girl's head and felt a little emotional.

When I was as young as her, I only knew how to play games, but Little Lingdang could only be a slave.

"Everyone who calls me young master or master from now on will call me old."

Jiang Bai warned.

"Yes, Master."

The bun on Xiao Lingdang's head was a little messy by Jiang Bai, but she was very happy.

When she knew that a gentleman was going to live in the hospital, she was scared for a while.

I'm afraid of meeting a cruel master.

The uncle butler often told her to be more careful when serving the master in the future.

The mass graves outside the city are filled with slaves who were tortured and killed by their masters.

In a world dominated by immortals, the lives of ordinary people are no more valuable than a puppy.

Little Lingdang felt very lucky.

The old man in front of me seemed to be easy to talk to, and he was not punished even for crying.

It's just that his brain seems to be a bit weak, and he doesn't like being served by others, but he still comforts himself as a servant.

But the master is really good-looking.

If Jiang Bai knew that the little girl had so much drama in her heart, she would probably be furious to death.

Following Xiao Lingdang to the restaurant, Ming Shi, Wong and Xie Bao were already eating.

Breakfast is millet porridge and steamed buns.

There are two types of steamed buns: fresh meat and leek and egg.

Jiang Bai was not polite. After practicing for a whole night, he was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.

I casually said hello to the two of them, then sat down and started moving.

The buns are surprisingly delicious.

The millet porridge is even made into popsicles, which is sticky and very comfortable when paired with pickles.

He who knows right from wrong eats very elegantly.

It’s always a bite of steamed buns, a bite of porridge, and then a bite of pickles.

Jie Bao, on the other hand, ate his breakfast directly and felt like he was in a war.

He takes a bite of a fist-sized bun.

I just stuffed two buns into my mouth without him chewing them, and swallowed them into my stomach with a grunt.

The bowl is as big as a person's head, and when you take one sip, half the bowl of porridge goes into your stomach.

He shook his head knowing right and wrong.

Jie Bao, on the other hand, even sneered at the girlish way of eating.

Jiang Bai had long discovered that there was some disagreement between the two.

It seems that it is not only because of the positions represented by the two people.

Dugu Qing and Qin Xiaofeng performed much better than the other two.

The three of them didn't say another word after Jiang Bai came in and said hello.

During the dinner, one could only hear the sound of Jie Bao eating continuously.

The atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

"Look at your mother's legs!"

Jie Bao finally couldn't help it and cursed directly.

"vulgar!"

Clearly explain right and wrong in a concise and concise manner.

"Fuck you sissy! Are you looking for a beating?"

Jie Bao slapped the table, leaving a deep palm print directly on the thick solid wood tabletop.

If it weren't for Jie Bao's control of his strength, this palm might have smashed the table into powder.

"Reckless man, you know how to fight. It's really vulgar!" Ming Shifei didn't care at all. He still maintained his own rhythm and ate his breakfast leisurely.

"Straight bitch, do you really think you are a scholar just because you wear a long gown?"

As if a sore spot had been poked, Ming Shifei glared at Jie Bao: "Are you looking for death?"

"Come on, do it, you damn sissy!"

Jie Bao laughed and didn't take it seriously at all.

Seeing that the two were about to take action, Jiang Bai knew that it was time for him to stand up.

Otherwise, we will have to fight later.

Just when he was about to speak, a servant suddenly ran in and said, "Master, Miss Dugu is here!"

Jiang Bai's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he said secretly: "Why is she here!"