Chapter 200 Is He Here to Amuse Me?

Wen Chi glanced at Cheng Yan who seemed to be thinking about something, and asked him: "Brother, you don't really want to try it according to what Junior Sister said, do you?"

Cheng Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, neither saying yes nor no.

How could Wen Chi, who grew up with him, not understand? No objection, that means it!

"Brother, although what Junior Sister said makes some sense, you have to understand that the next thunder tribulation you will go through will be the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation! Rely on the body to bear it? Do you think it is possible?"

The method is a good method, but it is too late! Junior Sister's cultivation is low now, she will start to refine her body now, and when she is promoted to the Golden Core stage, maybe it will really work.

And according to the qualifications and age of the eldest brother, he is the kind of person who threatens the way of heaven, and his Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation must be not less.

He is now in the late Golden Core stage. Instead of wasting time on refining his body, he might as well go around looking for natural materials and treasures to prepare for the tribulation.

Wen Chi said this earnestly, and Cheng Yan knew that he was kind-hearted. They had never gotten along since childhood, but they were still the same when it came to big things.

"I see. Cheng Yan's expression became more serious.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly said, "The method that Junior Sister said is not impossible. I will still practice it in the future. Maybe if my body is a little stronger, I will have a much greater chance of surviving when I go out in the future."

After that, he looked at Wen Chi again and said, "You practice too!"

Wen Chi was about to refuse, but he heard Cheng Yan say in a tone that could not be refused, "If you don't practice, I will tell Master that you are opening a gambling table in the Pure Land of Buddhism."

Wen Chi: "..."

If you hadn't added the last sentence, I would have really thought that we had some vague brotherhood!

The next morning, before the moon had even set, Qin Shu jumped up from the futon.

She shouted to Xie Shiyuan on her wrist, "Didn't you say that the power of thunder and lightning was used up? ! Why did it appear again? !"

"You have used up all yours, but I still have some." Xie Shiyuan's cold voice sounded in Qin Shu's mind.

Qin Shu pouted, her cheeks puffed up.

Xie Shiyuan said again: "You told me to call you at Yinshi."

He watched the sky diligently, not missing a moment. If she dared to be unhappy again, next time... she would definitely let her meditate too much.

Qin Shu's anger subsided. She was not very angry to begin with, but it was not a good feeling to be suddenly pulled out of the state of meditation by the electric arc.

She put away the cushion, pinched a cleaning spell, cleaned herself up, and then went out, heading towards the Transmission Hall with ease.

In addition to the three little monks she met last time, there was another disciple with hair today.

Judging from his clothes, he should be from the Yanyue Sect. He seemed a little surprised to see Qin Shu.

The two looked at each other, and the Yan The size of the Yue Sect disciple is twice that of Qin Shu. His muscles look hard, and his arms are thicker than Qin Shu's thighs.

Qin Shu has no doubt that if his fist hits down, the iron wood will be smashed in half.

It is understandable that such a person would come to practice Iron Head Kung Fu. He looks like a physical practitioner.

The two nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting. Qin Shu still stood in the same position as last time. Not long after, Venerable Wangchi also came.

His eyes swept over the disciples of Yanyue Sect, but there was no ripple. But when his eyes fell on Qin Shu, he was really surprised.

This little girl... is here again?

Could it be Did he show mercy last time? It seems not.

It doesn't matter. If you can survive last time, you may not be able to survive this time.

Iron Head Kung Fu is not something that can be achieved overnight. It requires years of practice.

Now that they can't hold out in their Putuo Temple, can we still expect them to be self-conscious when they return to their own territory?

He retracted his gaze and didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. He taught everyone a few warm-up moves first, then took out a piece of iron wood again and told them the key points of practicing Iron Head Kung Fu.

The disciple of Yanyue Sect was named Tie Niu, but he was a personal cultivator. When a piece of iron wood hit his head, he shook and fell directly. He fell to the ground and fainted.

Qin Shu: "..."

The scene was silent. Qin Shu didn't know whether to say that this man was an honest man? Or should he say that he was an honest man?

How could he be so cruel to himself? He was knocked unconscious by a brick. This was unprecedented.

Although Venerable Wangchi didn't say anything, what he was thinking in his heart was probably similar to what Qin Shu was thinking.

This kind of cultivator who doesn't know how to adapt is more troublesome than those who retreat in time.

He walked up and input a little spiritual energy into Tie Niu before waking him up.

Tie Niu sat up with his head covered. As soon as he opened his eyes, he shouted murderously: "Who is it?! Who is it! It's behind my back!"

Qin Shu: "..."

Venerable Wangchi: "..."

Including the few little monks around, they all fell silent at the same time.

Is this person... here to make fun?