Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

  Chapter 913 Master save me (sixth, ask monthly ticket for subscription)

  How did this dead monkey run to Fangcunshan?

  Jin Si looked at Monkey Sun rushing out, his face stunned.

  How did this dead monkey run here?

  How many years have passed since this world?

  Sun Monkey stared at Jin Si: "Jin Si, today is your death date."

  After that, Sun Monkey's whole body burst out with golden light, and a celestial cultivation base rushed towards his face.

   "Dead monkey, you are not staying in Ju'ao Mountain, why did you come here?"

  "Jin Si, you are going crazy. My grandson is different now. My grandson has already worshipped Master, and my master has also passed on my magical powers. I want you to look good today."

   "How long have you been worshiping?"

   "Although it's been less than half a year, my grandson is no longer what it used to be, watch it!"

  Sun Monkey smashed Jin Si with an old fist.

  Jin Si stretched out his hand, and Sun Monkey’s fist was firmly grasped in the palm of his hand.

  Sun Monkey smoked a few times, but did not return, his expression was slightly embarrassed.

  "Jin Si...Don't be proud...My master's dojo is here, you give me..."

boom--

  Jin Si hit Sun Monkey’s eye socket with a fist.

   "Ah... Jin Si, you are dead..."

  Jin Si took out the crystal rod and stared at Monkey Sun with a fierce face.

  This may be the last time he can humiliate Monkey Sun.

  Nyma has been an immortal in half a year.

  Lao Tzu has worked hard for hundreds of millions of years.

  Why?

  Why are you so talented?

  I also practiced hard.

  The more Jin Si thinks, the more angry he gets, and the more angry he starts, the harder he gets.

  Sun Monkey rolled on the ground for hundreds of feet, jumped up and turned around and ran towards Fangcun Mountain.

  Jin Si took the crystal stick and projected it directly.

  Duang——

  Sun Monkey opened the back of his head and smashed it on the mountain wall again.

  Jin Si threw on Sun Monkey with a stern face and took out the egg knife.

   Shave off Sun Monkey’s hair again.

   "Ah...Jin Si, I and you are at odds!" Monkey Sun was ashamed and angry: "Master, come and save me."

  However, Monkey Sun’s call for help did not get any response.

   Jin Si attacked even more ruthlessly, knocking off all the bones of Monkey Sun.

  Jin Si stood up a pot and threw the limp Sun Monkey into the pot.

   "What are you going to do?" Sun Monkey finally panicked, but he didn't have any strength at the moment.

   "What do you do, of course it is to stew you! Since you are so disobedient, today is your death date." Jin Si sneered: "Otherwise, what do you think I shaved your hair for?"

  The grandson monkey was so scared that the souls of the dead were scared, and shouted: "Master, save me, Master save me..."

  "Green onion, garlic, chili, sesame oil, cumin, salt... plus some hericium."

   "Boss, I was wrong, boss... Boss, I was joking with you."

  Monkey Sun has been scared to pee...Well, it has contaminated a pot of soup, although Jin Si has not released the water.

   "Boss, I'm playing around, don't take it seriously."

   "Do you think I am like a joke?"

  Jin Si put on the lid, the fire was already lit underneath, and Monkey King yelled when he was lying on the pot.

  After half an hour, Sun Monkey’s wailing gradually weakened.

  At this time, the ancestor of Bodhi came.

  Jin Si immediately looked at Bodhi Patriarch: "Master, I want to kill you. I specially prepared a pot of soup for you. Would you like to drink it while it is hot?"

The ancestor Bodhi looked at Jin Si up and down: "Your cultivation is fast."

   "Ah? My cultivation base is fast? Master, are you kidding me? The younger brother has already reached the immortal cultivation base in half a year. My cultivation base is a hundred times more than his, why is it fast?"

   "What is his talent, what is your talent."

   "Look at me, my talent is not bad now." Jin Si said unconvinced.

"Now it's your talent. Several blood vessels in your body are mixed together, but you don't have the eight channels. I said that you want you to get the eight channels and then merge, and then break through the heavenly immortal realm, but you are anxious. He has hurriedly broken through the realm of heavenly immortals, so that now the outer element is too high and the inner element is insufficient. If you cannot gather the eight meridians as soon as possible, you will die sooner or later."

  Jin Si was taken aback and hugged Bodhi ancestor's thigh.

   "Master, save me."

  "Practice a few medicines to make up for the inner yuan." Bodhi Patriarch said.

   "What medicine can make up for the inner yuan?"

   "It can only relieve your symptoms temporarily. If you don't gather the eight meridians as soon as possible, it will be dead sooner or later."

  Jin Si looked at the cooking pot next to him again.

  "Don't think about it, you can't offend him."

   "Then Master...what about you? You won't just watch me die, will you?"

  "Do you still want my bloodline? Being a teacher is a mortal bloodline. Without any special bloodline, it is useless for you."

   Jin Si was full of contempt: "Master, how can you be of mortal blood because you are so embarrassed."

  The ancestor Bodhi slapped Jin Si's face: "Just your cheating stuff, how many of you can cultivate to the extreme with blood?"

   "Others are others, I am me, I just have to rely on, I still have a way to get to the dark." Jin Si said in dissatisfaction.

   "You are still proud." The ancestor of Bodhi looked at Jin Si angrily: "If you don't let your little brother out, he will really be burned by you."

   "Hey... I am a child without a father, Master, you only love the younger brother, you don't love me anymore."

  "Stop being here to help yourself and pity yourself."

  "Master, is there no other way to fix my problem?"

   "No." Bodhi Patriarch shook his head.

  "Then can I find three special bloodlines to fuse at random?" Jin Si asked.

   "No, every additional bloodline must be of the same level as the previous bloodline, and it must not be too different. If it is too much, the inner element will collapse directly, which is a hundred times worse than the death of the body."

  Jin Si was very tired, and he thought that it would be good to have a cultivation base of a man.

  As long as you can spend time in Huaxianchi, you will be able to develop your own body.

   But later, I was afraid that Monkey King would settle accounts after the autumn. I thought about saving a fairy cultivation base first. Even if I lose to the Monkey King in the future, I will be more than enough to protect myself.

  Who knew that this immortal cultivation base was so troublesome, and now he is still causing problems with his body.

   "Master, what medicine do you say I want to take?"

   "The Guyuan Pill is specially used to adjust the inner yuan."

  "Master, then you can do some exercises for me." Jin Si can't, I have never heard of it.

  There must be a method of refining medicine in the library, but the level of refining medicine at Jin Si is really unsatisfactory.

   is probably at the kindergarten level, not as good as the refiner level.

  Although the level of mixer is a kindergarten, at least it is a big class.

  The level of refining medicine is really the level of the kindergarten small class.

  "Do it yourself."

  "Master, do you want to die without saving?"

   "Look at you, immortal cultivation base, but this alchemy refining device is not as good as a mortal monk." Bodhi ancestor had a face that hated iron and steel.

  "Master, it’s enough for you to have a level. Isn’t my task to give you stinky feet?"

  Bodhi ancestor was furious and kicked Jin Si flying.

  Jin Si overturned the pot containing Monkey King.

  Sun Monkey rolled on the ground smoothly, looking at more air and less air.

  The ancestor of Bodhi glanced at Monkey Sun and shook his head.

   "It's a pity that this pot of soup...Master, there is still some left, you really don't want it?"

  Jin Si looked at Monkey King with a complicated face. He had the level of a fairy in half a year. It seemed that after a few years, he would really be unable to beat him.

  If you want to hit him again, you have to wait until he is crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain.

  Jin Si's mood suddenly improved again. For five hundred years, he has five hundred years to toss him.

  (End of this chapter)