Roaming through the world of Doraemon

"Why? Ye Tiancheng, you're back. Where did you go?" Liang Zhu had just finished practicing, opened her eyes, saw Ye Tiancheng returning from outside, and stood up to greet him.

"I didn't go anywhere. Just wandering around. Hmm? What are you doing?" Ye Tiancheng was surprised to find that Liang Chu's cultivation had actually reached the first level of vulgarity, and was on the verge of breaking through to the second level. This is usually referred to as the first peak. I've been gone for a long time.

Liang Chu looked at Ye Tian with pride: "Your brother, I'm fine. It will take me three days to get to this place."

Ye Tiancheng looked at his face, wanting to be lectured, but Liang Zhu was speechless. But at least this guy had left a message for her. "I've only been gone three days. Not long."

"Three days? That's not worth it, Luo Luo," Bai Shui suddenly appeared behind Liang Chu, looking at him with disdain. But Bai Shui truly had the right to say that, because she was already the second highest peak in the world!

This...this is terrifying.

Ye Tiancheng was completely stunned. Look at yourself. Well, what I'm doing now is indeed better than plain water, but don't forget it's very watery.

"Miss Bai, you reached the second-level peak in just three days?" Ye Tiancheng still found it hard to accept this fact.

Bai Shui nodded, a relieved glint in his eyes: "Thanks to your skill. Your work is fantastic. The practice seems to have been much more effective."

Ye Tiancheng was frustrated for a while. Half the effort, a hundred percent success? Was the Yin-Yang Five Elements Dao Scripture really that amazing? But this seemed to be... good news. Ye Tiancheng felt a faint joy, though he wasn't quite sure why. "It must be because I returned the White Water Condensation," Ye Tiancheng thought.

"Really? I'm not sure, but this should be a good thing." Ye Tiancheng completely ignored Liang Chu's resentful eyes.

“Alright, I’m going to practice.” Bai Shui turned to the back of the hut and stopped. “It’s dangerous here. Even though you’re taller than us, you’d better not wander around, lest I’m talking about your good brother Liang Chu.” After that, he quickly left.

Ye Tiancheng was unaware of this, and some of the monks couldn't understand this feeling. But they had a strange feeling in their hearts.

"Hey, hey. When did Ye Tiancheng's incident happen?" Liang Chu bumped his shoulder against Ye Tiancheng's shoulder, a smiling face on his lips. It was so tragic, so tragic.

"Get out! You think everyone's like you. I and Bai Shui are clean, pure. Don't even think about it. Or I'll hit you."

"Stop! Clean and white. Don't believe me. Even the greatest feat requires sending it. And it's called clean and white? I don't believe in ghosts. You haven't been fooled. I originally thought only I enjoyed making two rib knives for Brother 167, for the beauty of two brothers' knives, but I didn't expect your boy to be even more skilled than me. You're amazing!"

Ye Tiancheng was speechless. Cutting two knives for a brother, and then cutting two knives for a pretty woman—is that something to be proud of? What was this guy thinking? He wanted to learn a lesson.

"You son of a bitch, I'm going to make you cut off a younger brother for your brother, so you can be the older brother to a beautiful woman. I'm going to beat you to death. Don't run away."

"Wow. Ye Tiancheng, you're a terrifying boy. You even used your power to deceive people. Wow. Miss Bai, help me. Ye Tiancheng killed someone. Wow, your people have been killed."

Chapter 267 The Art of Sarcasm

I must say, Liang Chu's satirical skills were quite impressive. After the white water froze, Liang Chu roared with such a sound, and threw a fixed body technique, a handsome face turning cold. And. No longer, then. Liang Chu took care of Ye Tiancheng's fist, quickly turning his head into a pig's head.

It wasn't until half a month later that I found out. In that half-month, Liang Chu's practice broke through the Second Order of the Ordinary World, while Bai Shui broke through to the Third Stage of Common Customs. As for Ye Tiancheng, he consolidated the Fourth Order of his body. The explanation for Ye Tiancheng's perplexing situation was that no one interfered with these three forces within his body, and they unconsciously merged together. Of course, this fusion didn't mean the three crystals in his dantian merged, but rather that the spiritual power they exhaled as they entered and passed through the meridians became one of their own forces. After a large cycle, and then entering the dantian, one would be divided into three. This situation indeed caused Ye Tiancheng a lot of trouble, but he ultimately couldn't find a precise answer. We have to put it aside for a while.

Two weeks later, Nangong Ji finally walked out of the hut with Yingluo. When Yingluo came out, he dealt Liang Chu a heavy blow—there was absolutely no need for Baishui to weaken him!

Liang Zhu wanted to cry but didn't.

"I'd like to know if my ex can say a few words." Ye Tiancheng walked to the front of the archway in front of Nangong.

Nangong Ji looked at Ye Tiancheng, and Ye Tiancheng's eyes met Nangong Ji's without any attempt to look away. Nangong Ji smiled and said, "Yes, come with me."

Ye Tiancheng instructed Liang Chu to take good care of the two girls with his eyes and not to have any curiosity, and then to keep in touch with Nan Yongji.

"Go ahead, what do you want to say to me?" The "Nangong Chronicle" was returned to Ye Tiancheng.

Ye Tiancheng frowned slightly, then extended his hand and said, "It's nothing. It's just that the younger generation possesses what the older generation desires. Therefore, the younger generation wants to make a small deal with the older generation."

"Nangong Ji's" eyes squinted slightly, and a fierce blast of poisonous gas rushed towards Ye Tiancheng. Ye Tiancheng had secretly entered a forest, and suddenly, a terrifying blast of poisonous gas forced even the assassins who had killed his own corpses to hibernate!

"Are you qualified to make a deal with me?" The cold, emotionless tone, filled with murderous intent, sent a chill down Ye Tiancheng's spine.

Ye Tiancheng unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water: "The younger generation is now the privilege of the older generation."

"Oh? Now?" Nangong Ji turned around, his murderous aura vanishing instantly, replaced by his elegant Confucian demeanor. A faint smile played on his lips as he looked at Ye Tiancheng with interest. "You mean, whether you're qualified depends on yourself? In other words, I'm not qualified to make a deal with you in the future."

"The older generation misunderstands. How dare the younger generation think that way? The younger generation simply means that they will rely on their own efforts to qualify themselves to do business with their predecessors." (De Wang Zhao) Ye Tiancheng's palms were sweating. The Nangong period was really not a good thing. If you don't take care of yourself, you might die.

"Hmm. Forget it. I won't worry with you. Take your things out." Nangong Ji gave a slight sneer and glanced at Ye Tiancheng with disdain.

Ye Tiancheng dismissed this with disdain, as if he couldn't see it, and took out the jade bead from the Azure Cloud Ring: "The younger generation wants to use this and half of your predecessor's heart."

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Chapter 268 The Core of the Other Half

"Nangong Ji" narrowed his eyes, staring at the jade bead in Ye Tiancheng's hand, a fiery glint in his eyes. Then he looked at Ye Tiancheng again, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Tiancheng lowered his head, not looking at Nangong Ji, but his heart was filled with anxiety. He shouldn't really try to hold on to this period of Nangong.

Nangong Ji suddenly smiled, his palm open, and then he held Ye Tiancheng's cloud ring in his hand. There were some similar stones on the stone slab. Needless to say, this was the other half of the stone slab, and also the other half of the core that Ye Tiancheng had mentioned!

"Here you go. Kid, you've got guts. I wanted to kill you so I could buy this thing without paying anything. But I'd like to see where you grow up. See if you're really qualified to make a deal with me." "Nangong Ji" bluntly stated what he'd been thinking all along. Ye Tiancheng listened, secretly pleased. This guy was definitely not someone to be trifled with; no wonder Blood Moon's eyes were so afraid of him. This guy didn't have much experience.

"Thank you, old man." Ye Tiancheng excitedly picked up the stone slab. This is half of what will make you stronger in the future.

"Alright. That's the agreement between you and me, child. I got what I wanted. Time to go. Luo Luo's (agfg) youngest daughter isn't quite suitable to be my disciple. But since she's interested in music, it can be used as a means to attack her in the future. But after all, she is my registered disciple. You help me give her that. Oh. What a pity. Although it's an empty body. What a pity. Alas." Nan Gongji sighed slightly, deeply regretting that Ying Luo couldn't become his disciple. Ye Tiancheng was certain of this. Only Ye Tiancheng was puzzled as to why Luo was unsuitable to be his disciple. Clearly, her current actions were not weak.

Ye Tiancheng's thinking is simply a way of saying that his vision is a bit limited.

"Take care of Luo Luo later, child. This is the last thing my teacher can do for her." With that, Nangong Shiqi's figure slowly disappeared into the void. But they returned to the upper world.

"I don't know how this guy got back to the limit." Ye Tiancheng fell into deep thought as he watched "Nangong Ji" disappear.

"Ye Tiancheng, what about my teacher?" Luo wondered if he discovered that his teacher and Ye Tiancheng had not reconciled.

"Your teacher is gone. You asked me to give this to you." Ye Tiancheng took out the bracelet that Nangong Ji had given him. The bracelet was made of seven different colored jade beads strung on a crystal-clear white jade cord, and it was very beautiful. As soon as Yingluo saw the bracelet, he couldn't wait to put it on his left wrist.

"Thank you, sir. What else did my teacher say to you?"

“Miss Ying, your teacher said you might not be suitable to be his disciple.” Ye Tiancheng thought for a moment and said to Yingluo, “It would be best to tell her. After all, even if I keep it from her for a while, she will find out eventually. Besides, there might be some misunderstandings that shouldn't happen in the future. Ye Tiancheng also doesn't want to miss the opportunity to pay tribute to his teacher in the future.”

"Really?" Roro's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment. "Ah, it's alright. I know I'm not your teacher's student. After all, who made me lose my musical talent?"

Ye Tiancheng frowned slightly. He didn't believe Yingluo lacked musical talent. The only way to counter Yingluo's greatest talent was through other means, not music. Nangongji's suggestion that Leer could be used as a means to attack Yingluo indicated that Nangongji acknowledged Yingluo's musical talent.

"Lolo."

Chapter 269 Inheriting Merit

"Don't overthink it. He won't accept you as an apprentice. It's his loss. You don't need to worry about what these blind men say." Liang Chu quietly comforted Luo Luo.

“Thank you, Liang Zhu,” he said with a forced smile. I’m fine. All I can say is that my teacher and I weren’t lucky. Or maybe I just didn’t have the chance to do this all along. Liang Zhu, you have to pull yourself together. I’ll be watching you.

"Luo Luo." Liang Zhu opened her mouth, but didn't know how to comfort Ying Luo. Nangong was unwilling to accept Luo as a disciple, so naturally he couldn't inherit Luo's merits; some of them were merely vulgar. He'd probably leave in a little while.

"Did Miss Ying's predecessor inherit your achievements?"

"That's it, but only the vulgar ones."

"That's true." Ye Tiancheng muttered to himself.

"Ye Tiancheng, I want to talk to you about something," Bai Shui Ningxue said softly as she walked to Ye Tiancheng's side.

Ye Tiancheng nodded, while Bai Shui froze to the side: "Miss Bai, what do you want to say to me?"

"Don't call me Miss Bai, just call me Water Condensation or Blood Clotting." Bai Shui's face flushed slightly, and she didn't dare to look at Ye Tiancheng.

Ye Tiancheng was a little stunned, but didn't know how to answer. No girl had ever said anything like that to him since he was a child. What was that? Ye Tiancheng began to daydream.

"Ye Tiancheng, are you listening to me?" Bai Shui Ning Cheng Liu Mei frowned slightly, Ye Tiancheng's distraction made her a little irritated.

"Huh? I'm listening. White (Bai Shui stares wide-eyed). You told me to say that (Ye Tiancheng blurts out unconsciously)?"

The whiteness of the water and the crimson of the brush. This was the first person since childhood to call her a mixed-race woman, and she was allowed to do so with her own permission. White Water felt a burning sensation on her cheeks, an urge to stretch the crack into the ground.

"Cool, are you alright?" Ye Tiancheng asked, puzzled, as he saw the white water condensing. You blushed as you said that. Condensation, but you told me to call it that. Ye Tiancheng, this emotional idiot, had no idea that this would be a very vague and ambiguous address.

“I want you to pick a credit for Luo Luo. I know you should do it. Don’t look at the monk’s face, look at the Buddha’s face. You don’t want your good brother Liang Chu to worry about this.”

Ye Tiancheng sighed and nodded. As for whose face this monk had, or who had the face of Buddha, Ye Tiancheng wouldn't bother to investigate.

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"Hmm!" Bai Shui Ning let out a cold buzzing sound, turned her head and left, but suddenly became angry. Ye Tiancheng stared at Bai Shui Ning in astonishment, not understanding why Bai Shui Ning's expression had suddenly changed. A woman's face is like the June sky; it's said to change, but is that really true?

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Ye Tiancheng couldn't possibly understand that the monk's face referred to Liang Chu, and the Buddha's face referred to Bai Shui's condensation. Ye Tiancheng's sigh indicated that he was looking at Liang Chu's face, not Bai Shui's, hence Bai Shui's pride.

“Miss Ying, I have some strengths here. I don’t know if Miss Ying would be willing to practice.”

Ye Tiancheng had just fallen into Liang Chu's arms when he grabbed Ye Tiancheng's shoulders tightly: "Yes, how could I forget that you still have a lot of work to do? Pick the best one for Luo Luo. If you consider me your older brother, hurry up."

Ye Tiancheng smiled wryly. This guy is really something. It seems Liang Chu has truly fallen in love with Ying Luo and can't shake off this feeling.

"Okay. Stop shaking. That's just how I am. You guys."

Chapter 270 Methods of Earning Merit

"No rush. The Emperor isn't in a hurry. Miss Ying isn't one of you, so aren't you worried?" Ye Tiancheng didn't forget to mock Liang Chu at the end, which could be seen as revenge.

Ye Tiancheng took out the rest of the works from the blue cloud ring (which he had deliberately released): "That's all, but there may not be anything suitable for you."

"It's alright. I don't care. Thank you, Ye Tiancheng." Luo Luo's face wasn't important, but in "167's" eyes, there was a mix of worry and expectation—the desire to see how he would earn merit.

"You're welcome to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank you." She reminded me. Ye Tiancheng's face was flushed, and he secretly glanced at Bai Shui Ningjie. Bai Shui Ningjie would have looked quite pretty, but the base of her ears was a little red.

“Oh? Really?” Lolo smiled at his best friend. “Hehe, there’s a secret. Ah, anyway, thanks. Right, Cook? Wow, this is called blood clotting.”

“If you stop talking nonsense, you won’t think about this anymore.” White Water Condensed rushed towards Lolo’s itch, threatening, “No, no.”

"Ah! Clotting is dead. What did I say? I—oh, it's so itchy. I told you to pull out my squeaking nest."

The two beauties were laughing together, but standing on the side of these two standard wolves was very cheap.

Which one do you think I should choose?

Seeing Ye Tiancheng placed on the ground, Luo must have felt a sense of blindness.

"Hmm! Just pick one. Anyway, as long as you can practice, that's fine." Bai Shui was clearly still angry about what her best friend had just done.