Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

One is because the other person is particularly perseverant and is not afraid of the pain of life and death for his master. The other is true that he is not afraid of death, but there is no pain.

So... Hua Ningyao opened her eyes after meditating and saw her master walking out of the bamboo house carrying vegetables.

"time to eat."

"it is good."

Hua Ningyao jumped up immediately and was about to eat. She didn't remember until halfway through eating.

"Master, where is Muye?"

"He went to take a medicinal bath. It can help him reshape his muscles."

"Oh, Master is so amazing."

Hua Ningyao nodded seriously. So that's it. Her master can even make air conditioners and refrigerators. It shouldn't be a big problem to help Mu Ye become human.

So she ate there calmly. She had been meditating for a day. Sure enough, she would not be hungry when she was serious.

"Master, I heard that you are the most powerful in combat in this fairy mountain. Are you a sword cultivator?"

"Sword cultivator? I'm not."

"Ah? Then who are you?"

"I am a monk. Those people outside practice cultivation until they forget the essence of cultivation and only choose one direction. A true monk should do whatever he wants."

It's so profound, but I still don't understand it. Hua Ningyao looked at him confused. She had only read two kinds of books about cultivating immortals.

One is a modern novel, and the other is an ancient novel. In short, they are all novels.

Seeing that she couldn't understand, Qing raised his hand, and a colorful aura appeared on his slender fingertips with just a tap.

Snowflakes appeared all over the sky, lush seedlings grew on the ground, and the old trees in the distance stretched their branches.

"Guess what spiritual power I used?"

"Mixed spiritual power?"

"No, I only used the fire spirit power."

"Huh? What about snow???"

"In fact, as long as it is used properly, any spiritual power is the same. Sword cultivators will only rely on swords to fight. If they lose their swords, they will lose most of their combat power."

She seemed to have seen the highest level of pretense, the kind that could kill the air in seconds just by raising her hand. Hua Ningyao nodded.

"In other words, it doesn't matter how many spiritual roots you have, just use your spiritual power to the extreme?"

"Ah."

"Then why do you still only have me as your disciple?"

"Because of the trouble."

Oh...well, it's really troublesome for the master now. He still has to cook and build the house, and even make electrical appliances for her.

As long as there are more disciples, the master will be refining things every day. Is there any Kung Fu cultivation left?

"Master, don't worry, I will work hard to practice."

"No rush, take your time."

"okay."

He seemed to have asked her to practice seriously before, but now he asked her to take it slow? This person seems to be prone to amnesia as he gets older.

"Starting from tomorrow, I should also teach you some basic lessons about cultivating immortals."

"Uh-huh."

It turned out that it was to allow her to attend basic classes tomorrow. Is this because she was afraid that she would get up to meditate in the middle of the night and miss the time? Is she that diligent person?

"Muye won't come back?"

"He's going to be a long time coming."

Hua Ningyao: A long time = ten days and a half months or even several years.

It's a bit troublesome for this skeleton to reshape its body, but with the master here it should be no problem. Do you think she ever doubted the master?

A boss of this caliber and ability, and also a top genius, what purpose could he have for her?

Even if he is the emperor of the world, she cannot trust him 100%, but she can trust this master. When a person reaches a certain height, others can only look up to him, so what else can he doubt?

Even if there is doubt, it will be a matter of hundreds of years. Just like in some novels, raising a replacement body or the like, that is not now, let's talk about it then.

It's not that people without long-term worries will have immediate worries, but it's impossible for the First Emperor to worry about the War of Resistance Against Japan, right?

At night, Qing carried a basket of herbs and Shi Shiran came to the crater. Looking at Mu Ye who was meditating inside, he nodded appreciatively.

"It will be good for you if you follow the exercises I gave you."

"Yes."

Qing raised his hand to refine the herbs in the basket into concoction, and poured it directly on Mu Ye's body. Seeing that he still didn't frown, he felt that this skeleton had more perseverance than him.

Mu Ye has integrated so many things, and the only advantage is probably that he has a high-precision robot chip, a human body, and an enhanced version of super invincibility.

At the same time, he was instilled with the concept of being completely loyal to one person. It can be said that this is the most perfect robot.

After spreading the concoction, Qing clapped his hands and left. If it weren't for his little apprentice, he would have thrown away the skeleton. It didn't look good at all.

Hua Ningyao used the water heater made by her master to take a good bath for herself. It was great. It felt like she hadn't had such a luxurious shower with water in a long time.

After she learned how to make weapons, she would modify the house and add a bathtub and the like. She didn't think much of it at the time.

After taking a bath, she lay down on the bed and rolled around. The quilt on the bed was given to her by her master. It was covered with something made of heavenly silk made by someone.

In summary, it is breathable and warm anyway. If the weather gets hot, you can change to a quilt cover.

To be honest, this is the world of cultivation. Even though technology has been developed for many years, it is still incomparable to this world.

. . . . . .

The next day, Qing started giving her a lecture with a book, which was about the basic introductory lessons of cultivation.

"This journey of cultivating immortality is an act of changing one's destiny against the will of heaven. Originally, the number of people's destiny is already determined, but cultivating immortality can even make people reshape their bodies."

Hua Ningyao took the book and flipped through it. There was a complete collection of basic spells for cultivating immortals and a map of tendons and acupuncture points.

This should be the simplest thing, right? But it was just right for a novice like her, so she listened obediently to the lesson.

Little did she know that the people at the bottom of the mountain were learning these things because the master just threw a few books at them and let them read by themselves.

Apart from instructing how to absorb spiritual energy, how to induce it to enter the body, and how to enter the realm, there is nothing else to do.

In normal sword practice, senior brothers and sisters are always there to take care of them. Even if there are no senior brothers and sisters, it would be difficult to find a master.

Her master takes care of her just like an old mother takes care of her children. That's called a hands-on experience.

Qing's voice is very pleasant, the kind that can make people feel comfortable, including his appearance. It's hard for Hua Ningyao to find a word to describe it.

She has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is as gentle as jade. They are all so weak. She has never seen such a good-looking person.

The kind of beauty that makes no one feel the slightest blasphemy, the kind that makes even the most beautiful scenery in the world lose its color.

If an ordinary person were to wear pink clothes, she would only say that person is a coquettish, sissy, or gaudy. But when her master wears pink clothes, all she can say is that they fit well.

At the end of the day, Hua Ningyao felt that she had absorbed a lot of knowledge, and her forehead felt swollen.