This Person is Too Serious

Is there a problem with the aptitude of this incarnation?

When Wu Wang went out in the morning, there was a drumbeat in his heart, and his eyes were a little erratic.

He was really a little unconfident by Zhong Ling.

This avatar was created by Zhong Ling. Looking at Zhong Ling’s reaction yesterday, the aptitude of this avatar must be a bit extreme, either strong enough or weak enough.

If it's the latter, it's actually a good thing, it's good for you to be concealed, and you only need to be a little low-key, steady, and diligent, and you can still enjoy the pleasure of climbing all the way from the trough.

Anyway, with God's backing, his own rise is inevitable.

As a human being, the important thing is to learn to comfort yourself; when you are in a trough, you can look at the problem from another angle, because no matter which direction you are heading, it is a period of ascendancy.

But if the aptitude is too dazzling, it is likely to add a lot of waves to one's peaceful spiritual life.

"Little bug, I'm back."

Uncle Shan greeted, Wu Wang immediately adjusted his expression.

Aunt Qing and Xiao Jinwei waited at home, but did not follow.

At this moment, Uncle Shan was carrying two bags of gifts to the old martial artist, and wearing a brand-new coarse blouse with Wu Wang. Those big hands were also washed white, but the cracks on them were a little shocking.

Uncle Shan carefully warned by the side:

"When you get there, don't look around, just be honest, it hurts when you draw blood on your body, you try to be patient and don't cry your father and mother, and leave a good impression on the old martial artist.

Also, the martial artist I went to see today is just your first choice, you don't have to worship him as a teacher.

I have inquired with your young aunt. There are more than 30 martial masters in several nearby towns. The most children come here every year to find this old martial master to apprentice. And the old martial master has a rule that only opens on the third day of spring in March. only. "

Wu Wang asked, "Uncle, what is the name of the old martial artist?"

"How do I know, you just call the teacher," Uncle Shan smiled, "I inquired in the town, the old martial artist was called by other martial artists to break the cloud hand, this is a special skill in the body."

Stunning skills, martial arts power, cloud breaking hand...

Wu Wang suddenly became a little bit curious, wondering what exactly existed the Valkyrie who came up with these systems.

When I first heard the name of the **** of war, I knew that this **** of war was once a friend of the first emperor of Suiren; at that time, Wu Wei subconsciously felt that this was not a bad **** at least.

Wu Wang himself still admires the Suiren clan.

However, he shouldn't be preconceived. If he walks step by step in the realm of the Valkyrie, he should be able to come into contact with this extraordinarily strong god.

Hope, it's a reliable old man.

The power of the outer world is naturally included as soon as possible, and Wu Wang has no personal grievances with them.

I only need to purify the "Cruel God" like the Dark Cloud God.

Uh, it seems that these things are a bit far away...

"Just ahead," Uncle Shan whispered.

Wu Wang looked up and saw an exquisite small building standing in the corner of the town.

In front of the small building, a tall stone wall encloses a delicate courtyard.

The gate of the courtyard was very wide and bright. A shadow wall was built inside, and the ground was covered with flat stone slabs. Several green aquariums were piled on one side, and a few lotus flowers were planted in it.

The small building is three stories high, with flying eaves and blue tiles and vermilion lacquered wooden windows.

At this moment, the small building was quiet, but seventeen or eight figures stood in front of the courtyard. Among them, five or six teenagers seemed to be waiting for the courtyard door to open.

"Let's wait later."

Uncle Shan reminded in a low voice:

"Don't look at me, you see, those with more patterns on the clothes are children of big families. They are usually arrogant. Maybe there are people who want to behave in front of the old martial artist and make some noise.

Remember, little bug, we don’t have much background. Your aunt and I can't beat those martial artists. The first thing to do when studying outside is to keep a low profile. "

"Well, uncle, I remembered it."

Wu Wei chuckled twice in his heart. This Uncle Shan is really an "old oily child".

The opening of the bloodline is also called the "point of blood", which is to use animal blood to portray the martial arts pattern, which stimulates the martial arts power in one's bloodline and opens the path of practice.

Finding a martial artist to spot blood, and worshiping a martial artist as a teacher are two different things.

Today Wu Wang is here to ask the old martial artist to help spot the blood. After spotting the blood, he will reveal his aptitude.

After waiting for about half an hour, the courtyard door opened, and a middle-aged couple came out inside.

Although they are all dressed in shorts and trousers, men are somewhat gentle, and women wear light makeup-in such a remote town, women's makeup is really rare.

Although this incarnation of Wu Wang is about to start practicing, his eyesight will not be affected.

With just a glance, he could see that the couple had hidden injuries. The middle-aged man's right hand should be weak, and the woman's left leg was a little uncomfortable when walking.

Both of them should be some years old for their hidden injuries, and they are all well covered at this time.

Whether it is a warrior or a dancer, living beings have to practice, but apart from gaining divine power, it is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves.

These two people have hidden spiritual powers that are not bad for the remote part of this small town. Even if they have hidden injuries, they can be called masters here.

Much better than the few guys in the town who hang the name of a martial artist, but usually hang around in the restaurant.

After seeing this through, Wu Wang also began to have some expectations for this old martial artist.

The middle-aged man in a short shirt arched his hands, his gaze swept over the teenagers outside, and he didn't pay much attention to Wu Wang.

He said: "The rules of the family teacher, you should know that today, you need 900 shells of blood for each person, I don't know if you have brought it."

Nine hundred?

Uncle Shan stared, and soon whispered a few words in Wu Wang's ear, and then turned and rushed towards the road.

It was embarrassing. Uncle Shan didn't bring too many shells when he went out.

In front of the courtyard, everyone's eyes fell on Wu Wang's face, one or two eyes were mocking, but Wu Wang's expression was always the same, and he was not surprised.

He didn't want to be moved by such a battle.

However, at this time, the young man who didn't want to show his lower limit came out to ‘jump his face and make a mockery,’ and he did not give Wu Wang the opportunity to say the classic ‘Don’t bully the young man’s poor’ at all.

The middle-aged man took the initiative to cast an encouraging look at Wu Wang, and then smiled:

"Everyone, please enter according to the position at the moment."

Wu Wang was the last in line, so he stood there and waited, his clean face was filled with the simplicity of the children in the mountains.

A young girl was the first to enter the hospital with her family.

Wu Wang listened to the conversation inside.

First, the girl’s family respectfully said: "Old gentleman, my daughter, please touch the Mogu to see if it’s the fate of spiritual practice."

"Well, full of aura." An old voice sounded.

Wu Wang frowned.

Just listening to the voice, this old martial artist's energy and blood has withered, his lifespan is nearing, and there are a lot of hidden injuries in his body, there should be no possibility of cultivation.

This, if I really apprentice a teacher... how long can I study?

Sin, sin, this old gentleman can live a thousand years, no, a long life of nine thousand years!

After a while, I heard the old martial artist say:

"Your daughter is a material for spiritual practice, but she has a weak foundation, and she doesn't have to fight on weekdays. Will you get your blood this year, or will you get your blood in another two years?

Lord Valkyrie’s admonitions must not be forgotten. If you don’t practice your strength, you will be weak, and your legs will rust if you don’t run.

If you want to practice, you must be willing to endure hardship. Do you think that the supreme power of Lord Valkyrie can be obtained by sitting in a room and meditating? "

Wu Wang:...

80% is really.

The girl’s parent hurriedly said: "The old man is what you taught, but you see, my child will start beating someone next year. If we can have the identity of a practitioner and marry a good husband, we don’t want her to be very promising. …"

The old martial artist was furious: "Asshole! Are you practicing cultivation to marry your daughters and climb the door? Qiuli! Drive them out!"

"Hey, old gentleman, listen to me, old gentleman, I said something wrong!"

The girl hurriedly said, "Teacher, please help me with some blood. They said that your blood will not hurt the most!"

Wu Wang shook his head slightly, and the classic look of a stubborn old man appeared in his mind, with the bones of an immortal style and sunken cheeks.

Not long after, the girl and her parents were driven out by the middle-aged aunt. The aunt had both hands, and there were wisps of breath hovering around her body. The girl's family had no resistance.

The Aunt Qiu Li sighed:

"Just thinking about how to raise your value, but not wanting to be self-reliant, even if you embark on the path of cultivation and marry into a big family in the big city, how can you hold onto your husband?

Listen to my advice, if you have good aptitude, you can practice with peace of mind. In the future, when you go to a higher place and meet more men, you will know how exciting this life can be.

Go ahead, think about it carefully, this life is still long, and you have to choose how to live your life. "

The middle-aged man on the side yelled with a cold face: "Get out!"

This shout brought a little spiritual power, and the girl's father was pale, and he dragged the girl away in a hurry.

Wu Wang knew later that the middle-aged man was called Dongzhu, Qiu Li Dongzhu, a married senior sister and younger brother.

At this moment, Dong Zhu sternly said:

"Anyone who doesn't come to seek a blood from a family teacher for the purpose of practicing, enters this door at your own risk!

next!

Really think that your teacher is short of you? The family teacher points blood, using the best spirit beast blood, in order to be afraid of missing a good talent, you have to think so carefully...huh! "

Fortunately, there is no such ridiculous thing later.

Wu Wang waited quietly, and the three men and one woman and four teenagers in front entered one by one; there was no enchantment here, and Wu Wang could hear the dialogue in the wall clearly.

Wu Wang also discovered that the so-called spotting of blood is actually similar to'opening up one's own joint orifice'.

Every time that old martial artist makes a move, the rich aura will gather on a small portion of spirit beast blood;

When the old martial artist's fingers are stained with spirit beast blood, and the complicated talisman is drawn, those spirit energy will penetrate into the young man's body along with the old martial artist's movements.

If you can get through the two major orifices of the young man's back, the aura can flow through the young man's body, and a very weak divine power will be mixed in the aura, and he will begin to explore the young man's potential.

Wu Wang experienced it carefully and nodded again and again.

Not to mention, this practice method developed by the Valkyrie is quite clever.

And faintly, it seems to be in contrast to the spiritual practice of the Sui emperor, and the core concept is completely different.

It's a bit of a controversy over spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation.

Among the four, one failed to spot blood. The young man walked out of here with a disappointed expression. The parents beside him put his arms around his shoulders and continued to comfort them, saying, "If you can't practice, you can inherit your father and my eighteen shops." Such warm words.

Nice family.

"It's you, young man."

Qiu Li Dongzhu and the couple looked at Wu Wang at the same time, keeping their smiles as gentle as possible.

They all saw him too, and Uncle Shan ran back to get the shell coins, at this moment he was afraid that Wu Wang would be embarrassed.

But they were obviously wrong.

Wu Wang not only didn't have the slightest discomfort, but he also bowed his hands politely, and smiled: "Please wait a moment, my uncle has gone back to fetch shellfish. We just moved here not long ago, and we were not prepared well before."

Qiu Li praised: "Good temperament, what does your family do?"

"Hunting."

Qiu Li was surprised: "Can you save so many shells from hunting?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was stopped by Dong Zhu's eyes; Qiu Li also knew that she had said the wrong thing, and smiled somewhat apologetically to Wu Wang.

Wu Wang said: "I will make some gadgets on weekdays, and I have changed a lot of shellfish. I also cherish this opportunity very much."

"Very good," Dong Zhu smiled, "At such a young age, with such an old temperament, I want to come out early to ask for life, what is your name?"

The corner of Wu Wang's mouth twitched for a moment.

"My name is Little Bug... My aunt took it for me."

"Little, haha, hahaha!"

Qiu Li couldn't help laughing, and Dongzhu shrugged her shoulders aside.

"How can a man call himself a little bug," Dong Zhu smiled with squinting eyes. "If you want to call yourself a big dragon!"

"Pooh!"

Qiu Li pushed Dongzhu a little, "Don't teach people badly!"

The voice of the old martial artist came from the courtyard: "Why haven't you come in yet?"

"Father," Qiu Li shouted, "There is a little guy's family who has not enough shellfish, so I have to go back to get the shellfish!"

The old martial artist said slowly: "Just come in, what's the big deal with a serving of spirit beast blood."

"Go," Dong Zhu grabbed Wu Wang's arm, "Go in and meet my father, and see if you can be so calm."

Wu Wang blinked, his impression of this old martial artist was particularly good.

Xiao Zhong always suits his liking, and the teacher he chooses is quite reliable.

Turning past the shadow wall, I saw the somewhat messy small courtyard at the moment.

A chair was placed in the center, with a book case beside it, and there was a faint smell of blood around it. Several jade bottles were scattered on the side of the table, and some were standing on the side.

An old gentleman was sitting in a chair in front of the door to relax.

Look at this old man, with a thin face and a very large skeleton. He is now wearing a soft short shirt and trousers, with a pair of simple cloth shoes under his feet.

Although just sitting there, it felt like a sense of majesty.

Especially, this old gentleman has pure spiritual power in his body, but this spiritual power can no longer prevent his qi and blood from gradually declining.

The old man's surname is Qiu, and Dongzhu is his disciple and son-in-law.

Why would such a character hide in this small town?

Wu Wang couldn't help thinking like this in his heart.

Wu Wang looked at Old Qiu, and Mrs. Qiu was also looking at the young man in front of him. The turbid eyes that had been originally brightened suddenly, and the old man suddenly became energetic.

The old man asked: "How old are you?"

"Twelve Three."

"Why are you still not sure?"

"Aunt Qing picked it up in the mountains," Wu Wang said, "When she took me back, Aunt Qing didn't know if I was one or a half years old, so I wasn't sure how old I was."

The old man said: "Well, if you are interested, sit here regardless of the source."

"Can I wait for uncle?"

Wu Wang said: "Although you and your two lovers don't care about this, for me, this is a more important moment in my life. I don't want to leave any regrets, nor do I want to owe anything."

"Well, yes."

The old man nodded with a smile, and asked: "Your name is Xiao Chongzi? This is a bad name. When your uncle comes over, I will give you a name."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu," Wu Wang said with a smile, "but that only requires Mr. to be qualified to give my name."

"Hey!" Dong Zhu laughed and cursed, "You are so clever, is this a change of law to be a teacher?"

"Hahahaha! Haha!"

The old man stroked his beard and laughed, his eyes full of pleasure.

They really waited for a while, until Uncle Shan ran back out of breath, holding two wooden boxes and handing them up respectfully.

"This child's blood, the old man will not accept shellfish, just want to see how qualified this child is."

With a wave of Boss Qiu's hand, Dongzhu also rejected Uncle Shan's wooden box.

Wu delusional thought, bowed his hand to Qiu Lao, unbuttoned his shirt calmly, and sat down on the chair.

Old Qiu raised his hand to take a picture of a jade bottle, smashed the jade bottle directly, and directed a ray of blood that exuded a faint red light, which condensed into a small pen tip at the tip of his finger.

The aura of the four directions gathered slowly, Qiu Lao wandered behind the young man, took a deep breath, the light in his eyes bloomed, his fingers rushing like flying!

After a short while, Wu Wang had a pair of talisman on his back, and the old man stepped back half a step, his face turned pale.

The old man murmured: "Why do you have to use so much martial power?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zuo let out a muffled snort, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Does it hurt so much?

How did those young girls endure just now?

Wu Wang felt like a thousand needles in his back, and these needles were still arching, rushing into his body!

He absorbed so much power in Nishino that the pain when his body was about to explode was less than one percent of the pain at the moment!

What a special thing!

Valkyrie is so perverted?

"Don't bear it," the old gentleman trembled, "call it out if it hurts!"

"No ah!"

Hum—

Suddenly a shock wave burst out from Wu Wang's back, and a group of colorful halos burst out, and nearby aura quickly surged towards Wu Wang.

The old man was shocked, Qiu Lidong's eyeballs almost jumped out.

Dongzhu almost bit his tongue, and said in a trembled voice: "This is the supreme treasure, which is unique to the three supreme treasures!"

The old man rushed in front of Wu Wang in a vigorous step, suddenly unbuttoned his short shirt, put it on Wu Wang's back, raised his hand to press on Wu Wang's back, and directly dispelled the colorful halo.

"Quickly, see if anyone around has noticed!"

The old man hurriedly said: "If this child is discovered by those big men, he must be caught back to serve as their heirs and slaves!"

Qiu Lidong Zhu jumped up, standing on the roof of the wall and looking everywhere.

Uncle Shan on the side was completely stunned. At this moment, his humanity was not good for the world, and he stood there completely at a loss.

Fortunately, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Wu Wang said weakly: "Uncle, I'm fine, the old gentleman is protecting me."

"Does it hurt?"

The old man leaned over to look at Wu Miao with a smile in his eyes, and whispered in Wu Miao's ear:

"The old man has a unique skill. You are surprised by your bones and extraordinary aptitude. Do you want to learn it?"

"teacher!"

"Hey, yes, really good."

Wu Wang whispered: "Give me the whole... a better name..."

After saying this, he rolled his eyes, but he was directly fainted by the pain.

A certain Valkyrie probably didn't know that the first account between him and the leader of Heaven was just recorded.

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