Dongming Ziyu looked at the similar eyes of Xiao Fei and Shangguan Ruoli, blinking cunningly and smartly, feeling a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

These two people, grandfather and grandson, are really...hard to describe.

Jing Yu's eyes flashed, fearing that his master had not prepared a gift, so he moved closer to Shangguan Ruoli and said: "Mother Concubine, I heard that the fruit saplings my son left for you last year were destroyed by termites. This time my son will give them to you again."

If you save a batch, they will bear fruit next year."

During the dinner yesterday, he had already given gifts to the elders in the house, his sister and brother, Feng Jinxing, several teachers and others.

Although it is not extremely precious, it is still a rare thing.

Shangguan Ruoli knew that he was rescuing Master Huiming. How could her eldest son be so sensible?

He picked him up and put him on his knees, kissed his little face lovingly, "Thank you, son!"

Jing Yu's earlobes turned red quickly, and there was a shy smile on her lips, but she still had to keep her face straight and pretend to be a grown-up. In the end, she still couldn't help her desire for motherly love, so she rubbed her bald head against Shangguan Ruoli's body.

Yesterday he saw his brothers acting coquettishly in the arms of their mother and concubine, which made him envious and yearned for them. Now it seems, well, it feels really good.

Shangguan Ruoli felt sad and hugged Jing Yu's arm tightly.

Master Huiming came and proved that the child was leaving her again, and the next time they met would be another year.

Master Huiming took out an old book at this time and said, "This is the Tai Chi Nine Yang Internal Skills and Heart Method, suitable for beginners who have no foundation."

Shangguan Ruoli, an outsider, didn't know what the Tai Chi Nine Yang Internal Skill was, but seeing the eyes of Dongming Ziyu and Xiao Fei light up, he knew it must be something good.

Dongming Ziyu was okay, but his eyes changed a little. Xiao Fei ran over to get it with joy, smiling as if he had found a treasure, "Thank you, Master Huiming! Ling Yao and the two boys are blessed!"

Shangguan Ruoli couldn't help but feel excited. If he could practice by himself, could he easily break through the current bottleneck?

He lowered his head and asked Jing Yu in his arms, "Is this a good thing?"

Jing Yu nodded, seeing what Shangguan Ruoli meant, and said: "But it is only suitable for beginners who have no foundation in internal skills, especially children. Those who have a foundation in internal skills must abandon their original internal skills and start practicing again."

The martial arts techniques of each sect are similar, but the internal skills and mental methods are different. It seems that the Tai Chi Nine Yang internal skills and mental methods conflict with other skills and cannot be practiced together.

Shangguan Ruoli is a little disappointed. She has gained Xiao Fei's decades of skill in vain to reach this level. If he wants her to start over, hehe, let's forget it.

Ling Yao and Xueqiu ran to Master Huiming with two small dumplings, one big and one small. They grabbed his cassock, shook it, and said in a sweet and waxy voice: "Master, master, I heard my brother said you are very talented."

Money has a lot of good things.”

As he spoke, he raised his face, his big eyes sparkling, and his smile was so sweet that it was so sweet.

"Meow! Meow!" Snowball also rubbed coquettishly on Master Huiming's ankle.

Xiao Fei blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Yao'er, we are satisfied. We will bring all the good things from Master Huiming. He will feel bad. It will be bad if he doesn't dare to come in the future."

Ling Yao blinked her eyes and said with a sly smile: "Master Huiming is an eminent monk, how can he care about things outside of himself? Do you think he is Master Huiming?"

The grandfather and grandson were singing together, obviously they wanted something.

"Yao'er, don't mess around." Dongming Ziyu scolded with a stern face, but there was a doting smile in his eyes.

Master Huiming raised his hand slightly, "No problem!"

He has lived for hundreds of years, and even Xiao Fei is a coquettish child in the eyes of his old man, let alone a little one like Ling Yao.

He touched in his sleeve, took out a long golden nanmu box, and handed it to Ling Yao with a smile.

The box is engraved with beautiful and elegant patterns. This box alone is worth a lot of money.

Ling Yao took it over with her snow-white chubby hands and opened the box. A red light flashed, revealing murderous intent.

I saw a red whip in the box, and even the handle was red. I didn’t know what material it was made of.

Jing Yu knows his stuff, "It's the Fiery Soul-Destroying Whip!"

Ling Yao's eyes lit up, "When I hear this name, I feel domineering!"

He took out the whip by the handle, flicked his wrist, and a red light flashed, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.

Ling Yao is still young and has no internal strength. Her martial arts is still at the stage of Zhanmabu. It is very rare to leave traces. If she had internal strength, the power of this whip would be even greater.

Jing Yu explained: "This is made from the skin of a thousand-year-old red snake. It is soft and tough. It is not afraid of fire. If it is hit on the body, it will feel like it has been burned. This whip belongs to fire and is most suitable for women."

Ling Yao happily saluted Master Huiming, "Thank you, Master! I like it very much!"

She liked this color, the red was so dazzling. As she spoke, she wrapped the Flame Soul-Reverse Whip around her waist as a belt.

"Meow! Meow!" Snowball was so aggrieved that he almost cried, and his little paws gently scratched the corners of Master Huiming's robe.

Master Huiming chuckled helplessly and took out a porcelain bottle, "This is a pill that can help you increase your spiritual energy."

"Thank you, Master!" Ling Yao accepted it for Xueqiu.

Snowball jumped up and down on the ground happily, like a child who got his favorite toy.

Bai Qingqing's eyes flashed slightly, and she coughed slightly, "Well, Master Huiming... uh, hehe..."

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyebrows with interest. Does Bai Qingqing also want a gift from Master Huiming?

Ling Yao said happily: "Master, master, I know, you must ask the master for medicinal materials or elixir, right?"

Master Huiming looked at Bai Qingqing, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he said enigmatically: "You have something more subtle, but I'm afraid you won't be as good as the poor monk's medicinal materials or elixir."

Bai Qingqing's face turned pale. Damn it, she forgot that she was the one who came here.

Shangguan Ruoli's pupils shrank. The old monk knew that she had traveled through time when they first met. He must have known that Bai Qingqing was also a time traveler.

However, she knew Master Huiming relatively well. He would not gossip and talk nonsense, let alone meddle in sending Bai Qingqing back.

Bai Qingqing's eyes flashed, and he laughed dryly and said: "Master, it is indeed a clever plan. I am indeed not asking for medicinal materials or elixirs."

Ling Yao shook Master Huiming's cassock and continued to act cute, "Master, this is my master. He is a good doctor. You must also respond to her requests, okay?"

"Meow! Meow!" Snowball followed suit and acted coquettishly at Master Huiming's feet.

Master Huiming smiled lightly and looked at Bai Qingqing with a wise and compassionate look that could see through everything. "You are indeed a good doctor. However, the poor monk is not a god and cannot grant everything you ask for. Tell me your request and see if the poor monk can do it?"

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Bai Qingqing scratched her head in embarrassment, blushed, timidly, and said in a tentative tone...
Chapter completed!