Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 138: : Family book is worth ten thousand dollars

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The barren land, the Kuroshio tide of Xishan, under the gradual dim light of Mingyuhuo, the face of a young monk is also uncertain.

"... Master, I can't wait for it."

"Oh, you have nothing to wait for at a young age, just a day or two, and it does n’t matter to you anymore, you have been able to support it for a year, and you ca n’t hold it for a day or two? Go busy. "

"Hey, I ’m going to die here!"

"So what are you talking about with me, hurry up!"

Looking at the lack of communication, Wang Lu has no choice: "Master, are you picking up guests?"

"Poof!"

The sound of someone vomiting blood makes Wang Lu feel relieved.

"Sinister, how dare you slander me!?"

"Can't it be counted? With your exercise value, I can only say that it is a reasonable assumption."

"..."

"And I use interrogative sentences to refute rumors. What are you anxious about? If you are not picking up guests, what can you do to keep the apprentice's life and death away?"

There was a long silence over there, before asking uncertainly: "Are you going to die? Isn't it a fun game to be a teacher?"

Wang Lu broke his mouth and scolded: "Lao Tzu now burns Tian Fu to talk to you. This Tian Fu is enough to cover you for a year! I have to commit such a huge investment to tease you!?"

Master is also anxious: "You bear child even use the Tianfu !? You wait for me to pass."

After a few breaths, the endless Kuroshio suddenly set off waves. For this absolutely dead space, waves are undoubtedly a great vision. A moment later, the Kuroshio Cave opened, and the light was shining, and a woman in white stepped on Cuizhu and fell from the sky. The golden light shone on the earth, the Xishan Kuroshio struggled to flee and dissipate within a few short hours, and the undead, who was not able to retreat, issued a harsh scream under the sunlight, and the whole body ignited smoke. Too.

That terrifying battle for countless souls in Xishan, every ten days, a resurrection of the Kuroshio, which is so dead!

For a time, the stupid dog opened his mouth blankly, and his round eyes were about to stare out of his eyes, staring at the golden light in the sky. After a while, his eyes were shaken with tears. At this time, even Wang Lu felt nothing to say, the Xishan Kuroshio was only a margin in the entire barbaric land, but there were also a lot of strong men of the barbarian corpse king in the Kuroshio, but the entire Kuroshio actually Dissolve and disintegrate in one of Master's photos ... Is Jindan Peak so powerful?

Master Master can see that he is really anxious, and the green light flashes to Wang Lu in front of him.

"What about the enemy!?"

Wang Lu looked at her silently.

"Are n’t you saying that in a life-and-death crisis, the dog ’s life is not guaranteed, where is the enemy?"

Wang Lu continued to remain silent, and his feelings were complicated.

Master looked around, Yuanshen was released, and after a moment, his eyes turned back to Wang Lu, and he frowned: "It ’s weird. Seeing that you are not sick and disaster-free, and the innate spirit is full and full, how is it like? Seriously dying, where did your left hand go? Broken? "

Wang Lu sighed: "Master, you are such a great Saby."

——

In any case, with the arrival of Master, the door of barbarism has opened, and this one-year trip is finally over.

Wang Lu brought his dog and the spoils of the Xishan Kuroshio wave back to the mountain.

Along the way, Wang Lu originally planned to explain his experience to Master. After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I did n’t have much to say about this bitch.

"I picked up a dog."

The stupid dog smiled pleased: "Hachi Hachi."

Master glanced: "Oh, is this your food reserve?"

The stupid dog's gaze suddenly murmured.

Wang Lu thought for a while: "The IQ of this thing is too low to eat."

"It's okay, I will find an opportunity to package it with your sister Liuli in the future, maybe I can make up my brain."

"... By the way, my innate innocence sword gas was repaired."

"Oh, slower than expected."

"Well, I played too much this year."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway, your progress is already ahead of schedule, a bit slower can be regarded as taking care of the emotions of the same door. But seeing your innate spirit is so full, probably it is the matter of practicing Qi and top grade these days. . "

Fighting against the Xuandu Corpse, Wang Lu successively released the innate innocence sword gas hundreds of times. The massive burning of the innate Shouyuan brought a huge amount of mana surge in a short period of time, which caused the structure of the entire inner government. Shock. This kind of impact can be regarded as a fatal internal injury for those with shallow foundations. For those with basic foundations, if they are resolved by elixir and exercises, they can be blessed by misfortune and urge the cultivation to progress rapidly ... but this cultivation is soaring. It is just a manifestation, resulting in a complete disconnection of mana cultivation practices and practice levels, which further limits future development. Only those deep-rooted monks can truly resolve the impact and turn it into a motivation to improve cultivation.

Wang Lu ’s foundation is already deep enough, and digesting this impact is not a problem at all, even saying that mana cultivation has always been his short board for a long time. This time it is a real blessing due to disaster. The only trouble is to fill the short board. The point is that I originally planned to challenge the ultimate achievement of "defense ability reaches the fifth level of Qi + 25" ......

According to Master ’s calculations, as long as it takes a few days to recuperate the injury, sort out the inner house, and the cultivation of Qi to achieve high quality is simply a matter of course.

"It's also a good thing to promote cultivation as quickly as possible. In the year you left, Tianjiantang held several meetings and was discussing whether the disciples' education policy needs to be adjusted."

Wang Lu is curious: "How?"

"Simply put, I want to speed up a little bit of the disciples 'practice speed. Our Lingjian School has emphasized a solid foundation over the years. Don't take the risk ... In fact, the disciples' practice speed is not slow. Generally, it takes less than ten years to build a foundation. Excessive Qi Ninth Grade to Qi Qi One Grade is very smooth, which is unimaginable in general martial arts. "

Wang Lu nodded his approval. Generally speaking, the higher the practice level, the slower the progress. The Spirit Sword School can ensure a smooth progress. It can only show that the disciples ’disciples’ progress in the practice has been controlled to a degree of freedom. The solid foundation is more than just a challenge level + x.

"However, ten years of foundation building is indeed quite fast compared to the general martial arts, but who makes us the five musts of the Wanxian League. By the standard of the five musts, it will be a bit slow. The foundation was built successfully within three years-that were all lunatics with no reference value. But the standard of Shengjing Xianmen is six years, Wanfa Xianmen is seven years, Kunlun Xianshan is eight years slower, our Lingjian School seems to be at the bottom. "

Wang Lu sneered: "It was originally at the bottom. How do you compare with those big dogs?"

Master shrugged: "In the past, I really didn't want to compare, but it was a pity that someone was hitting the face, but our Spirit Sword can't bear the burden anymore."

Wang Lu ’s interest suddenly came: "Who will find a slap and talk about it in detail?"

"It's nothing, but when the head of the elders and several elders attended the Wanxian League meeting, they were irritated by the elders of several factions, and said that they have built a foundation for another three or four years. It ’s successful, and its strength is far better than that of genius monks at the same level. Originally, the few people made up their minds to drink tea and read books to kill time. Very good. "

Wang Lu thought for a while and gave a self-righteous evaluation: "Eat enough to support."

"Who said no, but this matter has developed faster and faster. A few days ago, Wanfaxianmen came to an official letter and said that he wanted to organize an exchange activity with martial disciples ... The door caught Zhuang Ding, and worked overtime day and night to get this thing working. Just now I thought you had nothing to do with me, and almost mad at me. "

Wang Lu was too lazy to listen to Master ’s complaints and asked curiously: "What exchange activities, blind dates? Welcome, please ask them to provide quality female repairs in large quantities."

"... You think too much, the ratio of men and women in the dead house sect is ten to one, and female cultivators are more valuable than Lingbao. If you want to be weaker than male cultivators, you still have to discuss."

"Rely, what are they doing and what can they communicate with?"

Master sneered: "What could it be? Of course it was a fight!"

"How do I fight? Capture the flag or fight deadly? Do you want to go to the ladder."

"... It's not so exaggerated, I just found a few young monks representing their martial arts, and went to the ring to fight each other like a cockfight. The winner won the first prize of Yaowu Yangwei. But this time there is a restriction, that is The practice time should not exceed ten years. "

Wang Lu frowned: "What kind of rules is this? Do the dead houses of Wanfa Xianmen like to watch * drama?"

"No way, the focus of development established by Wanxianmeng in these years is the younger generation of monks, probably those who are within ten years of age and within 25 years of age. It is said that what is meant to be a golden generation is to be comprehensive Strengthen the training of this group of monks. Under this tone, these years are basically young monks in the limelight. If a genre can have a talented monk, it is worth rejoicing than an elder to be promoted to a god. "

Wang Lu said in surprise: "Would n’t I have won a lot of glory for the martial arts?"

"It's you?" Master despised him with all his contempt. "I haven't practiced the scum of the high quality for more than five years. Isn't it good to raise shoes for the real genius! The genius monk whose door is ready to be sent to find faults cuts into the midnight. Eight years of practice has been the foundation of Zhongpin, which is a higher level than you! "

Wang Lu simply disdained: "Laozi is now challenging at +23 level, and this kind of clutter is as simple as saying Huang Duanzi."

"... and not to mention that you are just a defense level, why do you think people's challenge level is +0?"

"... Isn't it?"

"Nonsense! It ’s not the gang-rushing lunatics on Junhuang Mountain. Nowadays it ’s above the top ranks. Whose talented monk is only required to cultivate for real strength? I have n’t seen it before, but I can guess from common sense There is a challenge level of +7, and +8 is not uncommon at all, so say ... "

Wang Lu made a decisive decision: "So it's okay for me to fight this martial art?"

As soon as the result was finished, I saw that Master suddenly looked at himself with amusing eyes.

"It doesn't matter? On the contrary, it's not a small relationship with you."

"Me?"

Master said, and got a letter.

"This is a private letter sent with the official letter of Wanfa Xianmen, and I sent it to you."

Wang Lu took the letter curiously.

Sender: Hai Yunfan.