Panic For 10000 Years

2nd day, the fog has cleared.

The weather is fine.

Early in the morning, Dian Wei got up and dressed, walked out of the Earth Temple, and glanced at the direction of Xiaohe subconsciously.

The scenes he saw last night are vivid.

Dian Wei felt apprehensive. After rushing to wash, he throws a dice.

Dang!

Dang!

The golden dice stopped, it's one point!

No.1 plug-in: I found a penny.

"It seems that the fortune is good today." Dian Wei is lightly sighed. Naturally, getting a fortune plug-in is extremely awesome.

However, Dark Tree Town has already been searched by him. At this time, plug-in No. 1 is turned on, but it loses its usefulness. It is like the whole body of Krypton Golden Dragon Slaying equipment, but there is no dragon to slay. .

Put away the golden dice.

Dian Wei took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and rode a donkey to Dark Tree Town quickly. He wanted to inform Old Zheng of what he saw and heard as soon as possible.

But, wait for him to get outside the gate of Zheng Mansion.

Dian Wei suddenly thought that if he tells Old Zheng what he saw last night, not to mention Old Zheng believing or not, in case Old Zheng wants to take a look at the incident, he will surely find that Erdao Village has already It was ruined and found that he was alone, how should he explain when the time comes.

Where did the money on his body come from? This alone is probably not clear.

Thinking about this, Dian Wei suddenly calmed down and walked slowly into the east corner of the yard, each minding their own business to warm up.

late in the morning, Old Zheng yawned and appeared.

Dian Wei wiped the sweat off his face and walked to Old Zheng, without saying anything, directly handing out five silver tael.

When Old Zheng saw the silver, his eyes suddenly glowed, and the laziness on his face was swept away. Hei Ran said with a smile: "Yes, yes, it seems that your family supports you."

To be honest, he was a little surprised.

A child dressed in poor clothes like Dian Wei looks like a child from a poor family. He has to pay 50 taels of tuition every month and eat mutant beast meat. There is definitely a lot of pressure.

rich fight while the poor write, without sufficient financial support, the poor are not qualified to practice martial arts at all.

The reality is so cruel.

In this World, only martial arts can change destiny.

However, practicing martial arts requires a lot of money and a lot of investment.

The poor, where does that many money come from?

Unless, you have an innate talent that is different from ordinary people, the kind of martial arts genius who can be seen at a glance.

For you like this, if you are lucky, if you meet Bole, you will definitely learn art for free.

Even people who are greedy for money like Old Zheng will harvest them as dísciple and cultivate them with all their strength.

The question is:

How many geniuses are there among the poor?

Who will discover these geniuses?

As for whether Dian Wei is a genius, Old Zheng can't figure it out, no one can figure it out.

After all, everyone is watching the world with naked eyes.

Furthermore, Dian Wei is still a teenager. Even if the innate talent is very high and the potential is great, it can't be easily seen at a glance.

Old Zheng treats him equally. The biological brother clearly settles the accounts. No matter who studies art, he should receive no less.

"Old Zheng, please teach me the tricks." Dian Wei solemnly bowed, showing expectation.

"Okay, follow me." Old Zheng was in good spirits, turned and walked into the hall, Dian Wei followed in.

The maid closed the door to prevent others from watching.

The hall is very spacious and the space is very open, with a Bronze Cauldron in the center.

Old Zheng stood on the armrest, his expression became serious, and he slowly said: "Dian Wei, everyone talks about martial arts, martial arts, but what are we martial arts practitioners?"

This is asking what is the nature of martial arts.

Dian Wei was also very curious, and even said: "Old Zheng please enlighten me."

Old Zheng did not answer the question, "I ask you, how can I kill a person?"

Dian Wei blinked, "Use, fist?"

"Stupid!" Old Zheng shook his head, "How can I beat a person to death? Of course I beat him hard."

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This Old Guy......

Dian Wei is speechless.

Old Zheng pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a playful smile, and said: "I am not teasing you. The essence of martial arts is in this sentence, and the answer is the word'strength'."

Dian Wei looking thoughtful: "Old Zheng means that practicing martial arts is actually practicing strength?"

"That's what it means." Old Zheng nodded, "So, as long as you do Knowing what Jin is, where Jin comes from, and how to practice Jin, you have truly stepped into the threshold of Martial Dao."

Interesting, Dian Wei couldn't help but listen.

Old Zheng slowly said:

"Jin is the strength in the human body, invisible and intangible, but when you clenched your fist, you can feel its existence.

Jin comes from our body. There is energy in our blood, muscles, bones, and viscera.

Since Jin is in our body, then, As long as we can strengthen Transform Vigor and control the power, we can master the tyrannical power, right?"

Dian Wei understood quickly.

Old Zheng just explained what Jin is, and where does Jin come from? What he sums up is...

Quan Te is nonsense.

"Old Zheng, how can we strengthen Transform Vigor?" Dian Wei asked directly.

Old Zheng waved his hand and said leisurely: "Don't worry, let me ask you another question, what do you think is the limit of human strength? That is, how much strength can we exert at most? "

Dian Wei thought for a while, "ordinary person is the strength to lift a bag of rice."

"Almost, a strong ordinary person, that is It's just strength."

Old Zheng said, walking to the side of Bronze Cauldron, stretched out his right hand, put away three fingers, and pressed his index finger and middle finger against the bottom.

Dian Wei didn't know what he was going to do, so he stretched his head and looked at the bottom of the tripod.

How could I think that Bronze Cauldron suddenly left the ground, rising a little bit.

Dian Wei suddenly changed color, shocked.

I saw Old Zheng lift up the Bronze Cauldron with two fingers. This Bronze Cauldron is at least heavy.

Old Zheng raised Bronze Cauldron above his head, his expression still relaxed.

At this moment, a layer of rays of light gushes out of his body, glowing with a faint Xia Cai, like a slimy liquid covering the whole body, gurgling like a stream.

"Have you seen Jin?" Old Zheng stood like this, calm and composed and asked Dian Wei.

Dian Wei held his breath, nodded and said: "I saw mucus like a snot."

Old Zheng broke his power in an instant, said ill-humoredly: "What snot , This is called'blood energy', it is the superb realm visible to naked eye after the strength in the blood is strengthened, understand?"

Dian Wei is nodded and said: "dísciple Be taught."

Old Zheng put down Bronze Cauldron. He wanted to show his giant strength and shock the dísciples who had never seen the world before. Every time he used this trick, he could tame those dísciples one by one and let them Showing a shocked and admired expression, respecting him like a god.

Dian Wei's smelly brat seems to lack a root.

that's all, Old Zheng suddenly felt dull, opened the mouth and said: "The martial arts of my cultivation is called "Mountain Shifting Art", under the pedigree of'Mountain Shifting Sect', from low to high 'Different blood','Body Metamorphosis','Bone Forging' and many other realms.

The 1st Step of martial arts training is'blood mutation'.

As the name implies, it is to let yourself inside The blood mutates, which strengthens Transform Vigor’s power."

Finally, I came to the point.

Dian Wei immediately cheered up and kept it in his heart.

"Cultivation "Mountain Shifting Art" First Layer, supplemented by unique secret medicine, plus the nourishment of mutant beast meat, there is hope for'blood mutation'."

Old Zheng Open the stance, "The First Layer in "Mountain Shifting Art" has three moves, please look carefully, First Style'Single-Arm Holds Heavens'......"