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Chapter 166 Raising a King Kong Lolita 2

Jiang He is a Dharma cultivator. His current cultivation level is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He has a rich family and many Dharma weapons.

The characteristic of Dharma practice is that when fighting, they throw magic weapons at each other.

Jiang He felt that this did not reflect the coolness of cultivators. After finally coming to the world of cultivation, he decided to become a cool and handsome sword cultivator.

I will destroy all injustices with one sword!

The system suddenly didn't dare to say anything, it knew that the host was actually a violent person, and the magic cultivator was a long-distance attack. How could a sword cultivator just go up with his natal sword and cut it down easily?

"Both hosts and sword cultivators are very poor." The system reminded tactfully.

Monks generally need to be somewhat capable to accumulate spiritual stones for cultivation, and they will die of poverty relying only on the monthly rituals issued by their sect. There are many ways to make money from Dharma cultivation. Refining alchemy and weapons and talismans is the most basic. Others include refining dharma robes, raising spiritual beasts, and selling spiritual wine...

What can a sword cultivator do? Either a thug or a bodyguard, even the natal sword that only the sword cultivator can use is worthless in the eyes of outsiders.

Jiang He was silent for a while and gave a very convincing reason: "No one dares to rob."

System: "That's because no one wants to rob." Robbing a poor sword cultivator requires both spiritual power and energy, and no fuel or water. Only those with mental problems would rob a sword cultivator.

Jiang He ignored the system. He wanted to be a sword cultivator who could split the world with one sword. No one could stop him!

No, he still wants to be a rich swordsman! He wants to prove to the world that poverty is not a characteristic of sword cultivators.

Jiang He walked into the weapon refining room and decided to make a set of silver needles to pierce himself into a hedgehog.

Half an hour later, Jiang He's spiritual energy circulated, causing pain and cold sweat on his forehead.

"Just a few more pricks will be enough." He comforted himself and tried to grit his teeth and endure.

In fact, instead of being a sword cultivator, he could still be a medical cultivator. He wouldn't have to worry about money at all in his life.

Until one day in the future, when Jiang He was so poor that he almost lost his pants, he wanted to swallow these words back.

"Host, aren't you going to make breakfast for your apprentice and daughter?" the system that functioned as an alarm clock reminded him.

Jiang He, who was meditating, instantly opened his eyes and looked outside to find that it was already bright.

He decided to raise his daughter and apprentice to be fair and tender, no longer like African refugees, and not to be lazy.

Jiang He walked out of the room, took a deep breath of the air that was particularly rich in oxygen ions, and heard a faint sound of milk.

The four-year-old little Lolita was wearing a pink dress, and the pearls hanging from her bag were swaying in the wind.

The little girl was squatting by the lake, holding a small stick in her thin hand, turning over a little turtle that had crawled to the shore, and muttering: "My dad is so well... the cooking is delicious. , you see, not only do you have a father, I also have one... I don’t envy you anymore. His cultivation is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his family is rich and he has many magic weapons.

The characteristic of Dharma practice is that when fighting, they throw magic weapons at each other.

Jiang He felt that this did not reflect the coolness of cultivators. After finally coming to the world of cultivation, he decided to become a cool and handsome sword cultivator.

I will destroy all injustices with one sword!

The system suddenly didn't dare to say anything, it knew that the host was actually a violent person, and the magic cultivator was a long-distance attack. How could a sword cultivator just go up with his natal sword and cut it down easily?

"Both hosts and sword cultivators are very poor." The system reminded tactfully.

Monks generally need to be somewhat capable to accumulate spiritual stones for cultivation, and they will die of poverty relying only on the monthly rituals issued by their sect. There are many ways to make money from Dharma cultivation. Refining alchemy and weapons and talismans is the most basic. Others include refining dharma robes, raising spiritual beasts, and selling spiritual wine...

What can a sword cultivator do? Either a thug or a bodyguard, even the natal sword that only the sword cultivator can use is worthless in the eyes of outsiders.

Jiang He was silent for a while and gave a very convincing reason: "No one dares to rob."

System: "That's because no one wants to rob." Robbing a poor sword cultivator requires both spiritual power and energy, and no fuel or water. Only those with mental problems would rob a sword cultivator.

Jiang He ignored the system. He wanted to be a sword cultivator who could split the world with one sword. No one could stop him!

No, he still wants to be a rich swordsman! He wants to prove to the world that poverty is not a characteristic of sword cultivators.

Jiang He walked into the weapon refining room and decided to make a set of silver needles to pierce himself into a hedgehog.

Half an hour later, Jiang He's spiritual energy circulated, causing pain and cold sweat on his forehead.

"Just a few more pricks will be enough." He comforted himself and tried to grit his teeth and endure.

In fact, instead of being a sword cultivator, he could still be a medical cultivator. He wouldn't have to worry about money at all in his life.

Until one day in the future, when Jiang He was so poor that he almost lost his pants, he wanted to swallow these words back.

"Host, aren't you going to make breakfast for your apprentice and daughter?" the system that functioned as an alarm clock reminded him.

Jiang He, who was meditating, instantly opened his eyes and looked outside to find that it was already bright.

He decided to raise his daughter and apprentice to be fair and tender, no longer like African refugees, and not to be lazy.

Jiang He walked out of the room, took a deep breath of the air that was particularly rich in oxygen ions, and heard a faint sound of milk.

The four-year-old little Lolita was wearing a pink dress, and the pearls hanging from her bag were swaying in the wind.

The little girl was squatting by the lake, holding a small stick in her thin hand, turning over a little turtle that had crawled to the shore, and muttering: "My dad is so well... the cooking is delicious. , you see not only you have a father, I also have one...I don’t envy you anymore

The wafting fragrance made the two children swallow secretly and almost couldn't sit still.

As soon as breakfast was placed on the table, the two children immediately grabbed their chopsticks and started eating, once again eating without even raising their heads.

Jiang He looked at the two children with the joyful look of a big pig farmer watching his piglets eating pig food. The children who can eat are good children and will soon gain weight.

Wang Sansi thought about it until he was halfway through eating, and then he remembered that he could already introduce Qi into his body, and eating would leave impurities in his body.

"Master, I forgot that I can't eat." Wang Sansi was about to cry without tears. He had always eaten with her in order to coax his junior sister to eat.

Jiang He almost couldn't help but roll his eyes, ruining the grace of True Lord Nascent Soul. How slow is this? I only realized it now.

"Eat, it's okay." Jiang He said calmly, "When Master was in retreat, he discovered that children can grow taller and healthier by eating more food. Of course, it can only be limited to food with spiritual energy. Ordinary food has too many impurities and cannot be eaten unless When you reach Nascent Soul, it doesn’t matter how much mundane food you eat, just eliminate it..."

Jiang Xinyue was very happy and said in a sweet voice, "Dad, Xinyue will definitely work hard to cultivate and be promoted to Nascent Soul as soon as possible."

Fanchen's food is delicious. She likes sweet snacks and candied fruits the most, and she also likes candied haws, but her senior brother won't let her eat more.

Jiang He had a smile on his face, "Xin Yue is really ambitious, so when I learn Chinese characters with my senior brother later, I can't be lazy."

No child likes reading, so Jiang Xinyue shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang He persuaded earnestly: "How can you understand the exercises if you want to become the Nascent Soul True Monarch without reading? Even if there are heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the secret realm, you don't know them... Alchemy, weapon refining, and talismans do not require knowledge. You are not a scumbag." "

Jiang Xinyue sighed like a young adult and said with a sad face: "Studying is so hard! Dad, can I be a swordsman?"

"But the master is a Dharma cultivator." Wang Sansi whispered, if the junior sister worships Jianfeng, the master will be embarrassed.

Jiang He didn't care, he still looked kind, "Xin Yue, why do you want to become a sword cultivator?"

The little girl clenched her fists and said firmly: "Because sword cultivators don't need to read a lot of books."

This answer is really a scumbag! Jiang He said meaningfully, "I hope you can still think like this in the future."

The little girl was still young and didn't understand her father's sinister intentions. She was just very happy. Her father was so kind to her that he didn't mind her joining Jianfeng in the future.

Wang Sansi was very worried. Seeing that the master had said so, he didn't need to worry about it and continued to eat cakes and porridge.

It's so delicious. If you can eat Master's cooking every day, it doesn't matter if your body has impurities or your cultivation is slow.

After the meal, Jiang He went down the mountain with a sullen face and angrily to find his former manager, 濡傛灉獐卭gui樉牀红敊璇甛岃峰匌m.

The wafting fragrance made the two children swallow secretly and almost couldn't sit still.

As soon as breakfast was placed on the table, the two children immediately grabbed their chopsticks and started eating, once again eating without even raising their heads.

Jiang He looked at the two children with the eyes of a big pig farmer watching the piglets eating pig food. The children who can eat are good children and will soon gain weight.

Wang Sansi thought about it until he was halfway through eating, and then he remembered that he could already introduce Qi into his body, and eating would leave impurities in his body.

"Master, I forgot that I can't eat." Wang Sansi was about to cry without tears. He had always eaten with her in order to coax his junior sister to eat.

Jiang He almost couldn't help but roll his eyes, ruining the grace of True Lord Nascent Soul. How slow is this? I only realized it now.

"Eat, it's okay." Jiang He said calmly, "When Master was in retreat, he discovered that children can grow taller and healthier by eating more food. Of course, it can only be limited to food with spiritual energy. Ordinary food has too many impurities and cannot be eaten unless When you reach Nascent Soul, it doesn’t matter how much mundane food you eat, just eliminate it..."

Jiang Xinyue was very happy and said in a sweet voice, "Dad, Xinyue will definitely work hard to cultivate and be promoted to Nascent Soul as soon as possible."

Fanchen's food is delicious. She likes sweet snacks and candied fruits the most, and she also likes candied haws, but her senior brother won't let her eat more.

Jiang He had a smile on his face, "Xin Yue is really ambitious, so when I learn Chinese characters with my senior brother later, I can't be lazy."

No child likes reading, so Jiang Xinyue shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang He persuaded earnestly: "How can you understand the skills if you want to become the Nascent Soul True Monarch without reading? Even if there are heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the secret realm, you don't know them... Alchemy and weapon refining talismans do not require knowledge, and you are a scumbag. "

Jiang Xinyue sighed like a young adult and said with a sad face: "Studying is so hard! Dad, can I be a swordsman?"

"But the master is a Dharma cultivator." Wang Sansi whispered, if the junior sister worships Jianfeng, the master will be embarrassed.

Jiang He didn't care, he still looked kind, "Xin Yue, why do you want to become a sword cultivator?"

The little girl clenched her fists and said firmly: "Because sword cultivators don't need to read a lot of books."

This answer is really a scumbag! Jiang He said meaningfully, "I hope you can still think like this in the future."

The little girl was still young and didn't understand her father's sinister intentions. She was just very happy. Her father was so kind to her that he didn't mind her joining Jianfeng in the future.

Wang Sansi was very worried. Seeing that the master had said so, he didn't need to worry about it and continued to eat cakes and porridge.

It's so delicious. If you can eat Master's cooking every day, it doesn't matter if your body has impurities or your cultivation is slow.

After the meal, Jiang He went down the mountain with a sullen expression to look for his former manager.

Favors would not accept him at all.

The original owner was never satisfied with him, probably because he was too disappointed. The disciples he accepted later did not care about his spiritual roots, but only about his high IQ.

Jiang He thought it was okay, he was stupid and didn't have so many bad intentions.

In the original owner's memory, if Wang Sansi hadn't been secretly killed by his clever junior brother, and with his protection, Jiang Xinyue's situation would not have been so miserable.

As an excellent teacher of the people, Jiang He used the patience to teach mentally retarded children, explained everything to Wang Sansi one by one, and only practiced with him after he mastered it.

Then he was hit hard again.

Jiang He had a serious face, wondering if there were any pills in the world of cultivation that could improve IQ.

Jiang Xinyue had been watching the fight between her father and her senior brother. Even at the age of four, she could see it and couldn't help but say: "Senior brother, your father gave birth to Qiantangsi. You should attack with fire instead of cutting with a sword. And daddy When setting off the fire talisman, you must first protect yourself with an earth shield, and then use the water talisman..."

Otherwise, water and fire will conflict, or they will almost be scalded by steam.

Wang Sansi's face turned red, feeling embarrassed and a little scared.

"I'm sorry, Master, my disciple has let you down." He is so stupid. Not only does his cooking taste unpalatable, but he also raises his junior sister to be skinny, and her cultivation is so poor that it embarrasses the master.

If it was the original owner, he would definitely acquiesce to this, but as an excellent teacher, Jiang He still had a kind face and said warmly: "As a teacher, I know that you are not good at fighting. It does not mean that you are not good at other things. There are thousands of paths to the path, and this path Just because it’s not suitable for you doesn’t mean it’s not suitable for you.”

As soon as he said these words, the excited Wang Sansi was promoted on the spot, rising from the sixth level of Qi training to the seventh level in an instant.

Jiang He raised his eyebrows slightly, was he having an epiphany? It seems that this apprentice is not hopelessly stupid, and his understanding is still good.

Jiang Xinyue covered her mouth, fearing that she would disturb her senior brother who was having an enlightenment by making any noise.

Her eyes were bright and she was happy for her senior brother.

During the Qi training period, level six to level seven is a watershed. Only after level seven can you use magic weapons.

Senior brother is not yet thirteen years old this year. He is not a genius at the seventh level of Qi training, but he is not bad either.

The advancement of Qi training did not take long. After half an hour, Wang Sansi opened his eyes.

"Master, my disciple is now at the seventh level of qi training." Wang Sansi was very excited. Although he had the dual spiritual roots of gold and wood, he was too stupid and couldn't understand many of the techniques. Those geniuses of the same age as him in the Yuntian Sect The spiritual root monk has almost reached the tenth level of Qi training, but he has not passed the seventh level of the watershed.

Wang Sansi was very happy, he finally did not disgrace his master.

Jiang He checked Wang Sansi and determined that Wang Sansi was stupid and did not know how to use tricks, so the basic skills were very solid and there was no need for retreat to consolidate the foundation.

"Very good, the master will be very busy next. I won't accept him at all because of his favor.

The original owner was never satisfied with him, probably because he was too disappointed. The disciples he accepted later did not care about his spiritual roots, but only about his high IQ.

Jiang He thought it was okay, he was stupid and didn't have so many bad intentions.

In the original owner's memory, if Wang Sansi hadn't been secretly killed by his clever junior brother, and with his protection, Jiang Xinyue's situation would not have been so miserable.

As an excellent teacher of the people, Jiang He used the patience to teach mentally retarded children, explained everything to Wang Sansi one by one, and only practiced with him after he mastered it.

Then he was hit hard again.

Jiang He had a serious face, wondering if there were any pills in the world of cultivation that could improve IQ.

Jiang Xinyue had been watching the fight between her father and her senior brother. Even at the age of four, she could see it and couldn't help but say: "Senior brother, your father gave birth to Qiantangsi. You should attack with fire instead of cutting with a sword. And daddy When setting off the fire talisman, you must first protect yourself with an earth shield, and then use the water talisman..."

Otherwise, water and fire will conflict, or they will almost be scalded by steam.

Wang Sansi's face turned red, feeling embarrassed and a little scared.

"I'm sorry, Master, my disciple has let you down." He is so stupid. Not only does his cooking taste unpalatable, but he also raises his junior sister to be skinny, and her cultivation is so poor that it embarrasses the master.

If it was the original owner, he would definitely acquiesce to this, but as an excellent teacher, Jiang He still had a kind face and said warmly: "As a teacher, I know that you are not good at fighting. It does not mean that you are not good at other things. There are thousands of paths to the path, and this path Just because it’s not suitable for you doesn’t mean it’s not suitable for you.”

As soon as he said these words, the excited Wang Sansi was promoted on the spot, rising from the sixth level of Qi training to the seventh level in an instant.

Jiang He raised his eyebrows slightly, was he having an epiphany? It seems that this apprentice is not hopelessly stupid, and his understanding is still good.

Jiang Xinyue covered her mouth, fearing that she would disturb her senior brother who was having an enlightenment by making any noise.

Her eyes were bright and she was happy for her senior brother.

During the Qi training period, level six to level seven is a watershed. Only after level seven can you use magic weapons.

Senior brother is not yet thirteen years old this year. He is not a genius at the seventh level of Qi training, but he is not bad either.

The advancement of Qi training did not take long. After half an hour, Wang Sansi opened his eyes.

"Master, my disciple is now at the seventh level of Qi training." Wang Sansi was very excited. Although he had the dual spiritual roots of metal and wood, he was too stupid and couldn't understand many of the techniques. Those geniuses of the same age as him in the Yuntian Sect The spiritual root monk has almost reached the tenth level of Qi training, but he has not passed the seventh level of the watershed.

Wang Sansi was very happy, he finally did not disgrace his master.

Jiang He checked Wang Sansi and determined that Wang Sansi was stupid and did not know how to use tricks, so the basic skills were very solid and there was no need for retreat to consolidate the foundation.

"Very good, Master will be very busy next time.

I am rectifying the whole world, just for you to walk confidently in the sunshine!

After the system understood Jiang He's meaning, he couldn't help but admire him.

Father's love is like a mountain, more real than a hundred words of "love".

"Host, can your invention of a mobile phone in the world of cultivation change everything?" The system asked curiously, thinking it was too simple?

"Not yet, at least in more than ten years." Jiang He smiled faintly, "System, do you know why the more technologically advanced the era, the less powerful people treat human lives like ants?"

The system answered uncertainly: "Because the quality has improved?" It is a system of poor thinking and does not know how to think.

"In every era, there are scumbags who have the evil of human nature written in their bones, but in the era of advanced information, they are afraid of being exposed, and they are afraid of losing everything after being exposed..."

"The Lancang world is so big, hundreds of times larger than the earth. Even if the city is massacred, the news will not spread for a while. The murderer who killed millions of innocent people can live in another place and no one will be able to find out."

"Technology allows people to understand the world's affairs without leaving home. What if the massacre of the city was filmed and then announced to everyone in Lancang? In this way, everyone will be wary of the murderer, and there will always be people with justice in their hearts to do justice for heaven. , maybe this won’t happen again next time.”

After the system listened, it remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, he seemed to be saying to himself: "No wonder the Lord God..."

Lord God? Just as Jiang He was about to ask, his face suddenly darkened and he stood up suddenly.

"The protective jade I gave to Sansi was touched." He said gloomily and walked out of the cave directly.

**

Wang Sansi was fighting with a disciple of Yuntian Sect, Danfeng.

A young man dressed in a gorgeous robe with countless protective formations carved on it, and defensive magic weapons on his head, hands and even feet. He dressed himself as a peacock and shouted arrogantly: "Kill this idiot to death! His master will not care about him."

Wang Sansi was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he still managed to find time to retort, "No, my master has been very kind to me."

"Hmph, my master is really good to me!" The peacock boy showed off his equipment that was armed to the teeth. "Your master is good to you, why doesn't he give you a magic weapon? Let me tell you, your master actually only wants A wet nurse helped him take care of the children, so he accepted you as his apprentice."

Wang Sansi spit out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth and said, "No, when my master accepted me, my junior sister was not born yet." "That means your master hates you very much. Who is the only disciple who doesn't treat his disciple as a treasure? But? Look at what precious magic weapon you have on your body..."

Jiang He, who had been coming for a while, finally couldn't listen any more. If he allowed the peacock to talk any more, Wang might even have inner demons even if he thought twice.

He directly leaked the aura belonging to True Lord Nascent Soul, and appeared in front of these disciples with a cold face.

The Yuntian Sect disciple who was originally holding Wang Sansi down was startled and quickly let him go.

"Master?" Wang Sansi called out.

"True Lord Jiang He!"

The peacock boy looks at it.

I am rectifying the whole world, just for you to walk confidently in the sunshine!

After the system understood Jiang He's meaning, he couldn't help but admire him.

Father's love is like a mountain, more real than a hundred words of "love".

"Host, can your invention of a mobile phone in the world of cultivation change everything?" The system asked curiously, thinking it was too simple?

"Not yet, at least in more than ten years." Jiang He smiled faintly, "System, do you know why the more technologically advanced the era, the less powerful people treat human lives like ants?"

The system answered uncertainly: "Because the quality has improved?" It is a system of poor thinking and does not know how to think.

"In every era, there are scumbags who have the evil of human nature written in their bones, but in the era of advanced information, they are afraid of being exposed, and they are afraid of losing everything after being exposed..."

"The Lancang world is so big, hundreds of times larger than the earth. Even if the city is massacred, the news will not spread for a while. The murderer who killed millions of innocent people can live in another place and no one will be able to find out."

"Technology allows people to understand the world's affairs without leaving home. What if the massacre of the city was filmed and then announced to everyone in Lancang? In this way, everyone will be wary of the murderer, and there will always be people with justice in their hearts to do justice for heaven. , maybe this won’t happen again next time.”

After the system listened, it remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, he seemed to be saying to himself: "No wonder the Lord God..."

Lord God? Just as Jiang He was about to ask, his face suddenly darkened and he stood up suddenly.

"The protective jade I gave to Sansi was touched." He said gloomily and walked out of the cave directly.

**

Wang Sansi was fighting with a disciple of Yuntian Sect, Danfeng.

A young man dressed in a gorgeous robe with countless protective formations carved on it, and defensive magic weapons on his head, hands and even feet. He dressed himself as a peacock and shouted arrogantly: "Kill this idiot to death! His master will not care about him."

Wang Sansi was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he still managed to find time to retort, "No, my master has been very kind to me."

"Hmph, my master is really good to me!" The peacock boy showed off his equipment that was armed to the teeth. "Your master is good to you, why doesn't he give you a magic weapon? Let me tell you, your master actually only wants A wet nurse helped him take care of the children, so he accepted you as his apprentice."

Wang Sansi spit out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth and said, "No, when my master accepted me, my junior sister was not born yet." "That means your master hates you very much. Who is the only disciple who doesn't treat his disciple as a treasure? But? Look at what precious magic weapon you have on your body..."

Jiang He, who had been here for a while, finally couldn't listen any more. If the peacock continued to talk, Wang Sansi might even have a demon in his heart.

He directly revealed the aura of Yuanying Zhenjun, and appeared in front of the group of disciples with a cold face.

The Yuntian Sect disciple who was beating Wang Sansi was startled and quickly let him go.

"Master?" Wang Sansi called out.

"Jiang He Zhenjun!"

The peacock boy looked at

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