Panic For 10000 Years

It is impossible to buy fake meat.

The trading market is well-known, and the public auction is in full view. Everyone is not blind. Who dares to falsify?

Meat, it must be real.

Then, the problem must be Dian Wei.

Dian Wei himself was also very puzzled. He didn't drink the Pure Heart White Lotus Dew, and he didn't expect this result right now.

"It's okay..."

Old man Zheng thought left and right, carefully checked Dian Wei's body and everything, and confirmed that Dian Wei did not have any problems, there was no abnormality, and he couldn't help showing a **** expression on his face.

"It's weird!"

The old man Zheng was inexplicable, and he pondered: "Could it be that you are born with a special physique, different from ordinary people, and your adaptability to the muscles and muscles of moving mountains is particularly good?!"

Dian Wei thought about it, but didn't think so.

There should be nothing special about his physique.

Otherwise, when he first started practicing martial arts, why didn't he show any surprises?

Moreover, after several years of comparison and reference, Dian Wei has long seen that his martial arts qualifications are almost moderate.

Had it not been for the support of six external players in turn, no matter how hard he worked, it would have been impossible to achieve such an achievement at this time.

And the six plug-ins, even though they are powerful and incomparable support, will not directly change his physique.

"It's definitely not due to physique..."

Dian Wei thoughtfully.

As a result, he just waved his fists casually, hammered a few rocks, and vented enough. The irritability in his heart was simply sorted out, and he became calm and calm.

"There is such a miracle!"

Old man Zheng felt incredible, but he was naturally extremely happy in his heart, and said: "You have a good rest, and you will have another piece tomorrow."

Dian Wei has nothing to do with it.

On the second day, Dian Wei took out the second piece of muscle as planned and devoured it.

After that, he began to practice digestion and absorption, further alienating and strengthening the muscles!

As a result, he was still fine.

"The irritability that has emerged in my heart is a bit more than yesterday."

Dian Wei noticed the difference. After refining the flesh and blood, his anger became a little bit stronger.

It's just that this irritability is like an occasional fire, and it doesn't make him lose his mind. There is no need to vent that kind of brutal taste, smash a stone, hammer a big tree, and roar a few times. Catharsis casually vents, it is released.

Seeing this, the old man Zheng shook his head in awe.

People are more popular than others.

Knowing that when he hit the tendon zone, he almost went crazy, chasing a dog, and almost killed the poor little guy.

Dian Wei's situation is unheard of, but it's a bit like those of the aristocratic family, bloodline warriors, and the adaptability is too strong!

On the third day, it was still so easy!

The fourth day!

Dian Wei ate the fourth piece of meat, and the situation remained the same.

Except for the more irritable emotions and the longer duration, Dianwei did not have any serious problems. He hammered a boulder, kicked a few big trees, cursed a few words about his mother, and easily solved the problem caused by eating raw meat. Negative emotions.

It was the fifth day in a blink of an eye!

This time, things have changed.

Dian Wei finally felt the kind of grumpy described by the old man Zheng, how terrible it was!

For a moment, Dian Wei suddenly saw nothing pleasing, including Old Man Zheng. When he saw him, an evil rage took over his mind, and the crazy idea of ​​killing Old Man Zheng sprang up in his mind.

Fortunately, that was just a moment!

Dian Wei took a deep breath and quickly calmed down, and his irritable mood returned to a controllable range.

He smashed a few stones and felt uncomfortable, and then he discussed some tricks with Old Man Zheng and fought back and forth, but he still felt a bit unsatisfactory.

Seeing this, Old Man Zheng continued: "It seems that you need some blood to be happy."

Afterwards, the two rode in a carriage and came to a mansion.

Dianwei got out of the carriage and looked up at the plaque on the gate of the Zhu lacquer, which read the word "Ancient Mansion".

The old man Zheng then got out of the driveway: "The owner of this mansion is called Gu Mingzhen. He inherits the "Gong of Guiyang". He is okay in virtue, but a bit stingy. I have been in friendship with him for more than 40 years."

Dianwei pondered slightly: "Gong Guiyang..."

Old man Zheng had already stepped forward and knocked on the door. A servant opened the door, accepted the greeting card, and turned to report.

After a while, the servant reopened the door.

Immediately after that, an old man with a beard who was more than sixty years old strode out the door, wearing a silver-gray brocade robe, with a sturdy back and eyes, and his eyes were like electricity. He laughed and said, "Old Zheng, I can look forward to you."

"Lao Gu." Old man Zheng arched his hands, then pulled Dian Wei, "Introduction, this is my apprentice, the last name is Wei."

Dian Wei Shili: "Meet the ancient predecessors."

Gu Ming really looked at Dian Wei and said with a smile: "The guy is in good spirits, and your body is...well trained, how old are you?"

Dian Wei: "Fifteen."

Gu Mingzhen raised his eyebrows, his face was astonished: "I see that your body is full of blood and your eyes are faintly shining. Could it be that you have already..."

"Haha, Lao Gu, you have good eyesight!"

The old man Zheng called a complacent, "My apprentice is not up to date. I only cultivated to the fifth level of vitality at the age of fifteen."

"Fifteen years old, five-strength blood????"

Gu Mingzhen was immediately stunned, his eyes widened, his expression unbelievable.

The fifteen-year-old is five-tiered, why are you telling me that it's not up to you?

Seeing this, the old man Zheng was triumphant: "Why, you don't have the fifteen-year-old **** five-strength under your hand? In my case, there are a lot of people like him."

Grab a lot! Gu Mingzhen twitched the corners of his mouth, suffocated without breathing, and was depressed.

The fifteen-year-old has five levels of blood strength, but the level of coaches like him and old man Zheng is actually very low, and it is impossible to recruit such excellent apprentices.

Water flows to low places, and people go to high places.

The talent of others is one in a thousand, comparable to a bloodline warrior, where is it not good, must you follow a low-ranking coach?

Gu Mingzhen realized in an instant that Zheng Mao must have missed it, so he was out of luck!

Look at him!

Gu Mingzhen's face blushed and he coughed dryly, "Of course I have a fifteen-year-old man with five vigour, several of them."

Old man Zheng chuckled and said, "Oh, then you can call out one at random and let me have a look."

Gu Mingzhen glared, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, they have been out of the teacher a long time ago, and now they are bravely venturing into the world and making contributions outside."

Old man Zheng suffocated a smile, held his hand, looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, and sighed: "That's really a pity."

Seeing this, Gu Ming was so depressed, he almost spewed a mouthful of old blood.

Dian Wei quietly watched the old man Zheng pretend to be forced.

Gu Ming really couldn't stand it anymore, so he quickly turned off the topic: "Old Zheng, are you here for me this time?"

Speaking of business affairs, the old man Zheng looked solemnly: "My apprentice is attacking the tendon state and has just eaten raw meat..."

Gu Mingzhen's expression changed, he took a deep look at Dian Wei, and solemnly said, "You can talk about such a big thing earlier, and come in quickly."

Turned his head and said to the servant, "Go, get Qiantong, Zhao Zongsheng to the backyard."

The three of them entered the mansion together, all the way to the backyard...