"Oh!" Yue Qianchou immediately threw the sword away and put on the Mountain Piercing Claw. His ten fingers were covered with ten black and shiny claws. He waved his hands a few times and it looked very powerful. However, he felt that it didn't fit well and was a little loose. Following the white fox's instructions, he infused his vital energy into the gloves. He felt his hands tighten as if the gloves had become one with his palms. He retracted his vital energy and the gloves loosened from his palms.
"This is good. Let me try." Yue Qianchou praised. He raised a finger and poked it into the rock. The finger sank into the base of the finger without any effort. He tried a few more times and it was the same. He turned his head and waved his claws, "Thank you, sister, for giving me this treasure!"
The white fox shook her head, "I didn't say I was giving it to you. This is the heritage treasure of my fox clan. I don't have the right to give it to you. I'm just lending it to you for a while!"
"Uh …" Yue Qianchou was stunned. He smiled, "I understand." He then buried his head in work. His claws danced and stone chips flew everywhere.
In less than half a day, he successfully made a stone coffin that looked passable. He took off his gloves and hung them on his waist. He found a place that he thought was a good place for feng shui. He struck with his palms a few hundred times and finally made a deep hole.
After that, the stone coffin that had been hollowed out and could be moved with his cultivation was placed into the pit. Then, he carefully placed his master's body inside. After covering it with the stone lid, the surrounding soil was used to make a bun. His master was naturally the filling of the bun.
He looked left and right and circled around a few times. He kept feeling that something was missing. Finally, he slapped his forehead. It turned out to be a tombstone. He then put on his gloves and made another tombstone. On top of the tombstone, he wrote 'Grave of my master, Hao Sansi'. On the side, he wrote 'Erected by my unfilial disciple, Yue Qianchou'. After he was done, he took a closer look. Other than the writing being a little ugly, there shouldn't be any other mistakes.
When he carried the tombstone to the bun, he was dumbfounded. He walked around the grave a few times and was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. It turned out that because he wanted to make his master's grave perfect, the whole grave mound was a bit too round. Now he had forgotten which direction his master's head and feet were buried in. He couldn't just randomly pick a direction to insert the tombstone into!
"Damn you!" Yue Qianchou cursed and placed the tombstone on the ground. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and prepared to dig up the grave again to see how his master buried it.
The White Fox, who had been watching him from the side, saw him carrying a tombstone and walking around the grave. It did not know what he was trying to do. Was this a custom of some place? Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at him curiously. It wasn't until this guy was about to dig up the grave that White Fox reacted. It turned out that her silly brother had actually forgotten how Master was buried. Now he wanted to dig up the buried Master to see what was going on! He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He could afford to lose that person, but the people watching from the side felt that they couldn't. The White Fox looked down and saw a stone under her feet. With a kick, the stone landed on the side of the grave mound and stabilized.
Yue Qianchou saw a stone fall. In this place, other than him and the White Fox, there was no doubt that the stone was thrown by the latter. He squatted beside the grave and looked up at the White Fox. Seeing her glaring at him, he finally realized that the White Fox was reminding him where the tombstone should be buried. So he pointed at the location of the stone and shouted to her, "You mean to bury it here?"
The White Fox nodded. After Yue Qianchou carried the tombstone to the location, he looked around and seemed to feel that it wasn't the right place. He could not help but shout to her again, "Sister White, are you sure it's here?"
The White Fox, who had always been elegant, could not help but roll her eyes this time. She decided to ignore him and let him do whatever he wanted. She turned around and walked away. He could vaguely hear the word "idiot" coming out of her mouth.
Yue Qianchou thought that she would not lie to him, so he buried the tombstone in that location. After that, he still felt that something was missing. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he ran to the flowers and plants around him.
The White Fox, who was not far away, was attracted by her brother's action. Her face became a little ugly as she looked at him. There were not many wildflowers to begin with. After he picked them here and there, it became a mess. The nearby flowers were ruined by him. Finally, they were gathered into a wreath and placed in front of the Master's tombstone.
Then, he caught two birds, roasted them and placed them in front of the Master's tomb. He respectfully kowtowed a few times and swore that he would avenge his Master. After a while, it was finally over.
He raised his head and sighed. He turned around and saw the White Fox standing alone in the wilderness. Then, he looked around and found that there was no place to stay. He could not let the White Fox live in the wilderness every day like him! He immediately had the idea of building a house.
With a thought, he had already returned to the grotto. Now that there was no one playing or singing in the grotto, it was particularly quiet. Looking at the fluorite all over the stone wall, he remembered that his own territory also needed illumination at night. Without saying anything, he directly pried it and sent it to the Golden Pearl. While he was priing, he suddenly found that as long as his hand touched the fluorite, he could use his thought to lock it and send it to his own space. This discovery made him extremely happy. Only when a large piece of the stone wall of the grotto turned black did he stop.
But he didn't know that the White Fox in the Golden Pearl's space was also shocked when she saw the fluorite falling from the sky. But not long after, she guessed that it was Yue Qianchou's trick. She also understood his intention. So, she collected all the fluorite together.
But not long after, an even more terrible thing happened. Big trees started to fall from the sky. One by one, they started to fall, followed by the bamboo. The White Fox flew to the side and looked at the sky dumbfoundedly.
Outside, Yue Qianchou wanted to get a few bigger trees for his own territory. But as long as it was a big tree that was too big for a person to carry, his thought was not able to take it away. He could only stand there and sigh at the trees. All around, there were potholes left by the uprooted trees. He felt that it was almost enough. Looking at the top of the mountain, he remembered that Master still had some belongings. He decided to pack them up and bring them to his territory.
The small courtyard was still quiet, but the people had changed. Standing outside the door, Yue Qianchou's heart was heavy. He gently pushed open the courtyard door. He saw a person standing with his hands clasped behind his back. There was even a sword in his hand. That person turned around and looked at Yue Qianchou. He smiled and said, "Shizhi, you made me wait!" It was Wu Baoru.
Yue Qianchou had stayed on the mountain for more than a year. Naturally, he knew this person. This person could be considered as his Master's Shixiong. From that day when he took the initiative to plead for Liu Zhengguang, he could tell that he was also on the Sect Leader's side. Although he was unhappy, he still bowed solemnly and said, "Wu Shibo!"
Wu Baoru nodded. Seeing that he didn't look well, he thought that it was because of Master's death. He sighed and said, "Ai! Hao Shidi … no one would have thought that such a thing would happen. The deceased is gone. Shizhi, please restrain your grief. Yi! Where's Shidi's body? "
"Restrain your mother! Old bastard! Lean and skinny, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. One look and you can tell that he's not a good person. "Yue Qianchou cursed in his heart. He said," I've already buried Master in the back of the mountain. Oh right! Did Shibo come here for something? "
"Yes!" Wu Baoru nodded. He stared at him and said, "Yesterday, I saw Shizhi and Zhengguang exchange palms. It really surprised the entire Aung Kwang-tsung. I didn't think that Shizhi had already reached the fifth level of Qi Training. I've received orders from the Sect Leader to grant you Aung Kwang-tsung's sword. From today onwards, you are Aung Kwang-tsung's registered disciple. From this month onwards, you can receive five hundred low-grade spirit stones. "After he finished speaking, he threw the sword in his hand over.
Yue Qianchou caught the sword. He glanced at Wu Baoru and didn't say anything. He thought to himself, "There's such a good thing? Hey! I don't believe in meat pies falling from the sky. "
Wu Baoru paced around the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He said in a low voice, "You've seen what happened to your Master. It's not that the sect doesn't want to avenge your Master. It's just that the sect's strength can't compare to the Da Luo Sect. Why can't we compare to the Da Luo Sect? It's because for thousands of years, the disciples with good root bones have all been taken by the big sects. In the long run, the strong become stronger and the weak become weaker. But now, the time to change the sect's fate has come. "At this point, he stopped and stared at Yue Qianchou with his triangular eyes.
"Heh! I'm afraid that what I'm going to say next is the main topic. "Yue Qianchou sneered in his heart. Sure enough …
"Shizhi is a disciple without the slightest root bone. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to cultivate. But now, his cultivation has reached the fifth level of Qi Training. This is really a piece of news that makes Aung Kwang-tsung excited. That's why the Sect Master specifically asked me to find Shizhi to clarify the reason. As long as our Aung Kwang-tsung masters this secret, we won't have to worry about disciples without a good root bone anymore. In a few hundred years, our Aung Kwang-tsung will also become the number one sect in the world. At that time, Shizhi will be our Aung Kwang-tsung's number one hero … "The more Wu Baoru spoke, the more excited he became. Then, he started dancing with joy, as if Aung Kwang-tsung's glory was tomorrow.
Yue Qianchou was overjoyed when he saw the old man's performance. He thought to himself, "This old fart is really good material for multi-level marketing. He really thinks I'm an idiot when it comes to bewitching people. Don't you just want to know why I can cultivate? I won't tell you. "
After speaking passionately for half a day, Wu Baoru finally stopped. He looked at Yue Qianchou with an excited gaze and said, "Shizhi understands how important this matter is to the sect! Quickly tell Uncle-Master the secret behind it. I'll go back and report to the Sect Master. After that, I'll definitely reward you handsomely. "
Yue Qianchou scratched his head and asked in a daze, "What secret?"
"Uh …" After speaking for so long, this brat didn't understand. Did I say too much and it's too complicated? Wu Baoru took a deep breath and said, "This is the secret of your cultivation?"
Yue Qianchou asked doubtfully, "Is there a secret to my cultivation?"
"There really isn't a secret?" Wu Baoru clenched his teeth.
"Is there?" Yue Qianchou had a very silly and naive look on his face.
"Am I asking you, or are you asking me!" Wu Baoru finally couldn't help but roar out.
"Ah! I remember, there is a secret. "Yue Qianchou came to a realization. Wu Baoru's eyes lit up. He said happily, "What secret is it? Quickly tell Martial Uncle! " The former shook his head and said, "No, I can't say. Master has instructed me not to tell outsiders." The latter suddenly had the urge to grab Yue Qianchou and beat him up. He thought to himself, "Junior Brother Hao really knew about this secret long ago. He has no family and no mouth, and even in death, he wants to bring this secret to his grave. He's really ruthless."
The thought of this piqued his interest even more. He took a deep breath and said calmly with a smile, "Outsiders are people other than Aung Kwang-tsung. I'm your Master's Senior Brother, so I'm not an outsider. If you tell me, your Master won't blame you."
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