Ai Ming was very excited to see Indra Huitian again. He thought that Huang Liangzhan had already given him anyway, and he settled down the place he should have settled and lived a peaceful life. Of course, there was no need to worry about finding a place for him. I think as long as he talked about dessert, Mo Chouyue could do it. The longer he stayed in the Indra Palace, the more fucked Ai Ming felt. The people here were serious, hypocritical, and very boring.

After Ai Ming found Lan Ruo and the four sisters, he followed the wintersweet up the mountain. Mo Chouyue stood at the entrance of the cave and waited for everyone.

"Get in." Mo Chouyue said lightly, and after that, he turned around and walked into the cave. After several days of observation, Mo Chouyue knew clearly about Ai Ming and others' behavior in the Indra Palace, but it was because she was too clear that she felt uncertain. She wondered in her heart why Ai Ming had such a courage to embezzle. With his personality, he shouldn't have such an idea. Is there any hidden truth? But what kind of person is guiding him? Is it Qingye who is following Ai Ming? But in his mouth, the idea is all Ai Ming's.

After thinking about it, after waiting for Indra to return, Mo Chouyue sorted out his emotions and said with a respectful respect: "Master, the guest has been brought here."

Indra was still the same as before, and he didn't wake up. The only difference from the last time was that the hair on his head was suddenly braided into a butterfly. Mo Chouyue and others didn't pay attention at first, but when they saw it, they were surprised and couldn't help but bend their lips and almost laughed.

"Mom." The cat suddenly appeared from behind the head of Indra Huitian, and rushed into Lan Ruo's arms excitedly, and started to cry. It was so aggrieved. This weird old man usually ignored him, always sleeping, and never played with him when he woke up. He just kept chanting scriptures into his head, which was very quarrel. If it weren't for the scent of the old man's body that smelled better than his mother, and he would spit out fragrance from his hands to massage himself from time to time, he would have to cry to death. Now that he finally saw his mother, the cat had made up his mind not to leave his mother's arms.

Lan Ruo looked at her daughter who had changed a lot in surprise, and didn't know how to thank Indra Huitian. The cat is no longer as usual. Not only has its body grown, but its spirit body is strong and no longer afraid of ordinary wind and sun. Also, there is a small red necklace hanging around the cat's neck. The necklace is shining brightly and it looks like a rare treasure. Lan Ruo looked at the cat happily, gently stroked the cat's face with his hands, and smiled and said, "Good cat, are you naughty?"

Mao Mao flattened his mouth and said angrily: "Grandpa is the worst. He doesn't want me to go out to play, he doesn't care about me and keeps sleeping."

Everyone couldn't help laughing. The angry look was so fun. "Don't be rude." Lan Ruo rebuked lightly, but looking at her appearance, she obviously was not angry with Mao Mao. Mao Mao was the best at observing words and expressions, and of course she didn't care about it. She only wrinkled her nose and flew to Lan Ruo's neck to play with her mother's earlobe. Lan Ruo had no choice but to face Indra Huitian and bowed respectfully: "Thank you for your help." She should thank Indra Huitian. With the current state of the cat, it would take a hundred years to achieve it under her training. Now the cat has a strong spirit, but she has to worry less.

"The cat is destined to be with me, donors, donors." Indra Huitian replied. It was not without his benefit to him when he was with Maomao during this period. The innocent personality of the cat is the most tempted by the elderly. Indra Huitian's heart, which had been silent for many years, became no longer dead because of the arrival of the cat. However, the cat is indeed very naughty, and his years of calm life was broken all of a sudden. After a long time, he really couldn't stand it. Indra Huitian originally planned to stay with the cat for another month or two, but finally gave up.

"Master, your hair..." Mo Chouyue couldn't help it. What kind of character is Master? There is a bow on his head, it's so funny.

Indra looked at Mo Choyue, and his eyes were as solid as the essence, and the sound like a morning bell and evening drum sounded in Mo Choyue's ears: "The great way is only the mind, only the karma, only the appearance of the mind."

Mo Chouyueshu was shocked and hurriedly bowed and replied, "Thank you for your advice, my grandson." When she stood up again, her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fluorescent light, which seemed so dignified and beautiful. Since the accident in the capital, her martial arts skills have not improved, especially her mental cultivation has declined significantly, her personality has become prone to irritability, and her suspicion has grown day by day. Now, after I was awakened by Indra Huitian, she finally realized it.

Indra looked at Mochouyue with a smile. Among his many descendants, Mochouyue is the smartest and most conscious. But because of this, he is also the easiest to get stuck in the slightest way. Although he doesn't know what happened to Mochouyue, his mental state since she returned to the mountain was very bad. Today, he used "Song of Qile" to wake up and break it before establishing it, which is very good for her future.

Lan Ruo next to him seemed to have some insight, closed his eyes and smiled, and appeared in a lotus, standing still. But Ai Ming and the four sisters were confused, not knowing what these people were doing, but seeing the current scene was so dignified and solemn, I was alert and did not dare to breathe. I just looked at Di Shi Huitian, Mo Chouyue and Lan Ruo, not knowing what they were doing. Ai Ming knew a little, after all, I read so many martial arts fantasy novels, so I was so upset. Why did I miss the great opportunity? If I could understand what the old man was saying, my skills might have grown a lot. Alas, failed.

"This, this..." Ai Ming finally got impatient and spoke with a smile. These people are not tired, they have been silent for a long time. The most hateful thing is that even the little girl, Mao Mao, looks so profound that he is in a very difficult situation. Fortunately, the four sisters accompany him, which reduces his depression a lot. Although the four sisters are similar to Lan Ruo and others, anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that although the four sisters closed their eyes, their eyes did not stop and were still wandering around. "This old senior, I want to ask for some questions from seniors, but I don't know if I can give some advice."

Indra Moe Tianli ignored Ai Ming. In his eyes, Ai Ming was just a waste snack, and he was covered in mess, and he was all in a mess. Although Ai Ming's skills were also at the middle and upper level among his peers, it would be extremely difficult to make progress. If it weren't for his granddaughter's friend, he wouldn't want to look at him in this life. No wonder Indra Moe Tian had this idea. What Ai Ming did in Indra's palace these days was extremely disliked. Even the four little girls knew that the opportunity was rare. Ai Ming was good to learn things here, and she was doing nothing all day long, swaying around, no different from a playboy.

Ai Ming didn't care about that. He finally met a martial arts master. If he didn't get some back, it was not his personality. What he wanted to ask was something that was related to him. If it was not solved, it would be like putting a time bomb around him. So Ai Ming began to talk about the problems he encountered in his own martial art "Good Light False". Indeed, since the deviation of "Good Light False", Ai Ming rarely practiced his skills. He relied on his own exercise to increase his skills. That's it. Ai Ming was worried that he would grow too fast and cause trouble for himself. If it weren't for the protection of Shun's Absolute Recklessness, he would have gone to the King of Hell to have tea.

Indra Moe was not interested in the deviation of internal strength mentioned by Ai Ming. In his opinion, this was purely because Ai Ming asked himself. Just as a person who was usually very weak suddenly saw a table of delicious food and started to chew heavily. He didn't know how to control it at all. Of course, it was easy to break the stomach. Moreover, the sequelae was very serious, at the mildest diarrhea, and at the worst it was to die. Now Ai Ming's condition is diarrhea. As Ai Ming said, he only started practicing qigong seriously in the past two years. Although he had contact before, it was almost the same as not in contact. The most ideal foundation for practicing martial arts should be when a person was three or four years old. At this time, no bones and meridians were developed, and it was easy to shape it, which could maximize the potential of the human body. When a person is twenty years old, his bones have basically formed and his meridians have been solidified. At this time, there is not much development in practicing qigong.

Ai Ming started practicing at the age of 20. If he followed the normal way of practicing, he would have to lay a solid foundation first, practice some simple things first, start with external skills, and fully utilize his physical strength, so that his joints and muscles could be trained. Only then can he practice some simple internal skills, and gradually proceed. As for Ai Ming, he started practicing internal skills by breaking his body and knowing it three times. But his own internal skills have many loopholes. How can something not happen? Just like a bucket that can only contain one cubic meter of water has been filled, but he still has to put it in it. Isn’t it because he is looking for death?

However, Indra Huitian noticed a detail, that is, when Ai Ming talked about his internal strength being deviated and he could not control it, he accidentally got a ring, and used the unique effects of the ring to save his life. As soon as Indra Huitian heard this, he was confused. How could this ring be so similar to a ring he had heard of? But then he thought, it was impossible. The ring he knew was a very powerful treasure passed down from generation to generation. How could it be in the hands of a small person? It's illogical.

Ai Ming finally finished speaking. He was not good at speaking. He was originally not good at speaking, and he had some difficulties in describing his own situation in detail. Often, he didn't know what to say when he spoke.

Indra Huitian pondered for a while and said, "Let me see the ring you mentioned." Now the only thing Indra Huitian wants to see is Ai Ming's ring.

Of course, Ai Ming would not object. The Shi Neng Ring was growing in his own hands. Others couldn't take it away even if they wanted to. What's wrong with it? So he reached out to Indra Huitian. Indra Huitian was stunned when he saw it. Although he had never really seen the ring, he was not unfamiliar with it by collecting a lot of information. The ring on Ai Ming's hand was exactly the same as the ring he knew in terms of style, pattern, and size. How could he not surprise him?

"How did you get this Sutra? What does it have to do with the Holy Heavenly Corpse? Tell me quickly." Indra Huitian's voice was so cold as the wind blowing from the abyss. At the end, even his beard trembled.

Indra Huitian's words were inserted into Ai Ming's heart like a bayonet. How did this old guy know? It won't have anything to do with him, right? If there is, that would be bad. Is this ring really called Shi Neng Jie? I didn't tell the old guy the name of the ring just now. Thinking of this, Ai Ming's heart began to tremble. He didn't want to tell people about the real world, especially about getting Shi Neng Jie, which is related to his life. How did the Holy Heavenly Corpse die? That's a big secret. Not many people in the Red Triangle know that the reason why Batian Gate is so polite to him was just sending a letter of protest to him, it was just because he was a small character. If he knew that their elders died at his own hands, he would have to blow up his nest. Alas, it's unfair. When will the Holy Heavenly Corpse die? He had to run to him to die, but he couldn't explain it.

Ai Ming didn't want to say it, but for some reason, Indra Huitian's voice made him feel like he didn't dare to resist at all, so he said it obediently, without even the chance to make up a lie. Of course, Ai Ming finally took a breath, beautified himself well, and at the same time, he cleaned up the matter of the Holy Heavenly Corpse.

When Indra Huitian heard this, he had to admit that Ai Ming was indeed a guy who had lost his luck and could even encounter such things. He just used "Tianyin Tinglun" to test Ai Ming. With Ai Ming's meager skill, he naturally could not resist. I believe that everything he told was the truth. In this way, things would be much easier to do. What made Indra Huitian the most excited was that he would not have to wait for another hundred years to save Shoulan.

"Mr. Aishi, I have something to ask for, but I don't know if Aishi can agree." Indra Huitian's words were so gentle. Of course, if you ask for it, it would be easier to accept it if you are kind and kind.

Ai Ming was flattered. He also knew that Indra was looking down on him at all. It can be seen from his attitude towards him and his attitude towards the women that this sudden appearance made Ai Ming feel a little unbelievable. He was excited and immediately took the words over and said, "If the old senior has any orders, the boy will go through fire and water, and he will never refuse." But as soon as he said that, he regretted it. What's the matter? It wouldn't be a fatal matter to let the old man talk to him with the word "please"?

"Ashe is serious. What I ask is that I hope Ahshe can help save Shoulan. I wonder if it is possible?" Indra Huitian scoffed at Ai Ming's words and went through fire and water. Can he?

When Ai Ming heard this, he felt relieved and said, "Since the old senior sent him, of course, I dare not refuse to agree. However, as far as I know, to save Shoulan, I must use Huangliang Pillow, but now the Huangliang Pillow is not available, how can I save you?" It's okay to save people, and there seems to be no danger. Moreover, in my own impression, Sister Shoulan is a great beauty, not much less than Mochouyue, and her figure... I'm drooling at all. It's not comparable to a yellow-haired girl like Mochouyue. Of course, Ai Ming has to rush to do such a good thing. As for what Huangliang Pillow cannot be used, it's entirely an excuse. Since Indra Huitian spoke, of course there is his reason. Ai Ming just wants to see if he can get some benefits from it.

"Don't worry, this donor, the energy in your energy release ring can be replenished into the yellow beam pillow, it will only take some time." Indra said lightly. Fortunately, the energy converted in the energy release ring is the only thing that can manually replenish the energy of the yellow beam pillow. Even he did not expect that Ai Ming not only brought the yellow beam pillow, but also brought the tools to replenish energy. OK. The only pity is that the energy release ring can only be used by Ai Ming alone in the game. If Ai Ming wants Ai Ming to replenish the energy in the yellow beam pillow, it will take a lot of time. Alas, why is Ai Ming not his enemy? If the enemy is much easier, just chop off his hand and the ring will naturally fall off.

Everything was told, and in the end, Indra Huitian also promised to solve Ai Ming's internal strength problem. In this way, everyone left.

The following days were spent in peace. Ai Ming and others moved out of the Ying Guesthouse and lived on the top of the mountain, close to Mo Chouyue's room. Ai Ming and others didn't know that they moved to the top of the mountain, which caused many people to be dissatisfied. Whose place was where the mountain was lived, and Ai Ming and others lived for no reason, and they didn't like it no matter how they saw it. If it weren't for Indra Huitian's order, these people would have to make a fuss. However, as the leader of Indra Huitian's palace, Indra Huitian could be said to be a supporter covering the sky, and no one dared to resist his order.

In a short period of time, Ai Ming lived in the Indra Palace very happy. He had a beautiful woman as his companion, and he stretched out his hands for clothes and opened his mouth for food. Life was leisurely and leisurely. But after a long time, he finally began to regret the decision he made. Because this was the beginning of a quiet life and the beginning of his miserable days. He never expected that it was so difficult to replenish energy with a yellow cushion. With his skills, he could only deliver a small part of it every day, so as to be able to take it as soon as possible. Huang Liangzhan's energy is fully replenished. Mo Chouyue's first thing every day is to force Ai Ming to play with Huang Liangzhan until he is exhausted. That's not all. Mo Chouyue forced him to practice martial arts all day under the banner of correcting Ai Ming's internal strength deviation. Start with the simplest start, moving stones, standing on horse stance, and working hard. If Ai Ming doesn't practice, the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty are waiting for him. Ai Ming has never suffered such a crime. He lives in dire straits all day and has the heart to commit suicide.

What Ai Ming couldn't stand the most was that the treatment of Lan Ruo and the four sisters was completely different from that of him. They did whatever they wanted and played whatever they wanted. No one cared about them at all. At the same time, Lan Ruo and Mo Chouyue formed an alliance front and cruelly suppressed Ai Ming's resistance, which made Ai Ming cry without tears. Looking at Lan Ruo, Mo Chouyue and the four sisters laughed all day long, carefree, and laughed and played. Ai Ming couldn't help but sigh, why do men always work so hard?

In a blink of an eye, a year passed, and the energy of Huang Liangping was finally filled with Ai Ming's efforts. At the same time, Ai Ming's skills also made a qualitative leap. Mo Chouyue's training on Ai Ming was not in vain. Through a series of basic training, Ai Ming's mastery of the use of internal energy, and the deviation was basically corrected. The internal energy became much deeper than before, and the quality was greatly improved.

Lan Ruo and the four sisters have not been idle for a while. The excellent teachers and complete equipment of the Indra Palace were fully utilized by them, and each gained many benefits. The biggest benefit was Lan Ruo and the Cat. The mother and daughter went to Indra Huitian to drink tea and chat from time to time. Can the benefits obtained from Indra Huitian are less? As for the four sisters, their kung fu in the past were purely showing off their legs, and bullying ordinary people was of some use, and nothing else was left. Now, the four sisters are together and can beat Ai Ming into a pig's head, which shows how great the change is.

Mochouyue was even more amazing. The opening of the knot in his heart and the improvement of his mood, and the realm also changed greatly, from the previous fusion period to the middle of the heart-wrenching period.

All the changes made Ai Ming very happy, because the energy of the yellow beam pillow was finally filled, which also means that the training was finally over and there will be a good life in the future. But it hurts so much. The training cost is so great. Mo Chouyue is simply a vampire ghost. Under the instructions of his accomplices Lan Ruo and others, Ai Ming was bleeding heavily. What magic weapons, medicinal materials, etc. I don’t know how much they were about to leave. Mo Chouyue called it: Use of waste. Is this waste? Money.
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