When she saw the black stone, Lei Tingting trembled, and an inexplicable gravity made Lei Tingting have the urge to take the stone for herself.

But that was just an instinct, and it was easily suppressed by Lei Tingting. Even so, Lei Tingting's strangeness was noticed by Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu sensed that the black stone was filled with the most yin energy, and I don’t know what strange thing it was.

Uncle Jiu took out the stone and handed it to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "This is a Taiyin stone. It is born to gather the Taiyin energy. It is a natural treasure to assist in the practice of ghosts. It is useless to keep it for the master. I will give it to Tingting today to help her practice."

Fang Xiaoyu was not polite with Uncle Jiu. This Yin stone is indeed harmful to ordinary people, but it is indeed a treasure for ghost bodies like Lei Tingting, so Fang Xiaoyu took it without hesitation and handed it to Lei Tingting and said, "Tingting, I haven't thanked my master yet."

Lei Tingting could naturally feel that this Yin stone was of great benefit to her practice, and she bowed to Uncle Jiu again.

After receiving a gift from Lei Tingting, Uncle Jiu already treated Lei Tingting as his own person.

In fact, Uncle Jiu did not discriminate much about ghosts. The Maoshan School had a tradition of raising ghosts, and even Maoshan ancestors fell in love with ghosts. It is conceivable that the Maoshan lineage is definitely different from those Taoist people who regard ghosts as taboos.

When Lei Tingting held the Taiyin Stone in his hand, Fang Xiaoyu could clearly detect that Lei Tingting's body had condensed a little, which showed the auxiliary effect of the Taiyin Stone on Lei Tingting.

Next, Fang Xiaoyu raised the doubts and confusions he had caused during the practice process to Uncle Jiu one by one. Uncle Jiu is indeed a master of Maoshan and gave detailed answers to the questions raised by Fang Xiaoyu.

Through Fang Xiaoyu's question, Uncle Jiu can clearly feel what level of Fang Xiaoyu's cultivation level is.

After solving Fang Xiaoyu's cultivation problem, Fang Xiaoyu said to Uncle Jiu with a little embarrassment: "Master, Tingting has also practiced a magic technique, but the two disciples do not know much about this magic at all, and they do not know whether the practice is correct. Can you give me some advice?"

I am a disciple of Uncle Jiu, so it is a matter of course for Uncle Jiu to guide me in my practice. However, it is not my duty to mention Lei Tingting, it only depends on whether Uncle Jiu is willing.

Uncle Jiu raised his lips slightly and said, "Oh, I don't know which ghost magic technique Tingting practiced. My Maoshan School has also collected several volumes of classics suitable for ghost cultivation..."

Uncle Jiu’s meaning is very obvious. If the secret technique that Lei Tingting practiced is average, he can pass on the Maoshan School’s collection to Lei Tingting. From this point, we can see that Uncle Jiu really values ​​this disciple Fang Xiaoyu very much.

Fang Xiaoyu recited the core basics of the Taiyin Ghost Ninth chapter to Uncle Jiu. Gradually, Uncle Jiu's expression became solemn. It was obvious that Uncle Jiu also noticed the mystery and profoundness of the Taiyin Ghost Ninth.

The Taiyin Ghost's nerves are indeed extremely mysterious. Even Uncle Jiu was amazed by the secret method he recited by Fang Xiaoyu.

In Uncle Jiu's opinion, this is definitely a treasure book of ghosts. If it is not under the core method of their Maoshan Sect, the volumes of ghosts collected by their own sect are incomparable to the Taiyin Ghost Nerves.

According to Uncle Jiu's opinion, it is naturally better to understand the essence of the Taiyin ghost nerves, such as Xiaoyu and Lei Tingting.

Lei Tingting has been practicing Taiyin Ghost Nervous for almost half a month, and she has accumulated a lot of questions and puzzled in her heart. Fang Xiaoyu is still exploring herself, so of course she cannot help her solve her doubts. Now that she has the master Jiu, she naturally won’t miss the opportunity to ask for advice.

After all the doubts in his heart passed away, Lei Tingting showed joy on her face. She bid farewell to Uncle Jiu before returning to her room.

Fang Xiaoyu and Lei Tingting both sat cross-legged and meditated and practiced.

It was dawn, and Lei Tingting's figure was immersed in the Nine Dragon Seal. Fang Xiaoyu stretched out his waist and felt that his cultivation had entered a great deal. When he left the room, he saw Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai practicing there with a bitter look on his face.

Seeing the two of them looking bitter, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh that they were really lucky. With a famous teacher like Uncle Jiu, they didn't know how to work hard. Their cultivation was simply a scumbag. Any little ghost could make them dirty.

Even Qiu Sheng couldn't tell that Xiao Yu was a ghost, which shows how different the Taoist cultivation of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are.

I'm afraid Fang Xiaoyu, who has only been practicing Taoism for more than a month, is better than the two of them. I really don't know what they are doing with Uncle Jiu over the years.

Seeing Fang Xiaoyu coming out, Uncle Jiu immediately said to Wencai and Qiu Sheng, "You two will work hard to practice every day from now on. As a teacher, you really indulge you too much indulge you before, so you waste your time in vain. It's not that Xiaoyu has only been practicing for only a month. His cultivation of Taoism is better than you two. Tell me, don't you blush?"

After being scolded by Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai couldn't help but hang their heads, looking listless.

After breakfast, Qiu Sheng and Wencai took all the things they needed to make, and the four of them left the charity village and rushed to Ren's mansion.

The Ren family is a top figure in Renjia Town. The house where they live is naturally the largest and best in the town. It looks like it is not an ordinary family at first glance.

Mr. Ren personally came forward to receive the masters and apprentices of Uncle Jiu. Mr. Ren looked at the masters and apprentices of Uncle Jiu with a little disdain in his eyes.

In the eyes of Mr. Ren and others, maybe Uncle Jiu is very capable, but no matter how capable he is, isn’t he just a poor Taoist priest? He has money and shouts as soon as he opens his mouth.

Thinking of the coffee his daughter brought back from the West, Mr. Ren felt that he would open his eyes to Uncle Jiu’s disciples and some local buns.

Then Master Ren ordered, "Come, bring me the foreign tea that the lady brought back. I'll be very entertaining Master Lin."

Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said, "No, no, no."

It can be seen that the people in the Ren family can't make any coffee. When the half-cooked coffee with a strange smell was brought up, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Mr. Ren frowned when he looked at the coffee emitting a strange smell in front of him. It was beyond his expectations. There was no way to compare with the coffee his daughter Tingting made for him.

However, he couldn't show his fear in front of Uncle Jiu and others, saying that coffee was not good, right?

So Mr. Ren held back the strange smell of the coffee in front of him and picked it up to Uncle Jiu and others, "Come on, try the foreign tea my Tingting brought from abroad..."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked at the dark brown tea in front of them, with a pungent and strange smell. They looked at each other and gritted their teeth and drank it.

Uncle Jiu's expression was calm, but Fang Xiaoyu could feel the corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitching. In Fang Xiaoyu's opinion, Mr. Ren's pretense was too bad. What kind of coffee is it? It's simply poison.

I reached out and took out a can of tea from my arms. This tea was the top tea that Fang Xiaoyu brought out in Fang Shiyu's world, such as Pu'er, Tieguanyin, etc., which were all worse than that.

Fang Xiaoyu took the teapot and activated his inner breath, and soon he saw the teapot gurgling and hot air coming out. He actually heated the teapot until it was boiling with his inner breath.

The water vapor was everywhere, and the sound of water was extremely clear in the quiet living room. Mr. Ren was stunned at this moment.

The teapot with his hand held can actually make the teapot boil. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, Mr. Ren would have doubted whether he was confused.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are people who practice Taoism. Even if they are poor in cultivation, they at least understand what is going on. But because of their understanding, they understand better that Fang Xiaoyu's cultivation is powerful, and at the same time, they also understand why Uncle Jiu has so strict requirements on them.

With Fang Xiaoyu, a disciple who is a pervert, the best contrast is compared with them.

More than a dozen tea leaves were put into the tea cup and hot water was poured into it. Suddenly, the tea leaves rippled with the waves. After a tea brewing procedure, the first tea was poured out, and the second tea was filled with the fragrance of tea was presented to Uncle Jiu by Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Master, let's try this best Biluochun for my disciple."

The tea fragrance is everywhere. Even if Uncle Jiu, who doesn't know much about tea, smells the refreshing fragrance of tea, he understands that this is definitely a top-notch tea.

Uncle Jiu looked at the smile on Fang Xiaoyu's face and didn't know that it was his disciple slapping Master Ren in the face.

Uncle Jiu picked up the teacup, tasted it, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "Good tea is good tea, Xiaoyu, and such good tea can be tasted by Master Ren."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded slightly, poured another cup, and threw it away casually, and saw the tea cup full of tea falling steadily in front of Mr. Ren, without a drop of tea splashing out.

Mr. Ren's face was full of amazement, and a woman's cry came from behind the screen. In fact, Fang Xiaoyu and Uncle Jiu had long noticed that someone was peeking and eavesdropping after the screen. There was no need to think that if he could do such a thing on such an occasion, only Mr. Ren's beloved daughter Ren Tingting.

Originally, I wanted to open my eyes to Uncle Jiu and others, but the servants were too weak and they made the coffee harder than poison. Smelling the fragrance of the tea in front of me, Mr. Ren was worth a lot of money and had never drunk the best tea, but it was the first time he had seen such a top-quality tea.

Master Ren couldn't help but glance at Fang Xiaoyu, thinking in his heart that this person called Uncle Jiu as his master, so he must be Uncle Jiu's disciple. But isn't Uncle Jiu only those two ingenious disciples? When did such a disciple come?

After drinking the tea, Mr. Ren had to admire Lianlian. This was definitely the best tea he had ever drunk.

Uncle Jiu looked at Master Ren's praise, and showed a rare smile on his face. He felt full of face and said, "Mr Ren, it's time to come. Should we go to the cemetery to prepare to move the cemetery?"
Chapter completed!