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Chapter 372: Cultivation and Parents

 "It's so hateful that I was kidnapped by the Sovereign Society in the middle of the journey. They are really bastards!"

On a fighter jet, Xie Yanjie said bitterly to Xie Linghui next to him.

"There is a traitor." Xie Linghui said briefly.

"No, it's because we make too much noise. Anyone who cares about us can guess what we do. We really just hate to press gold thread every year just to make wedding dresses for others!" Xie Yanjie looked down the window and seemed to be still...

I want to find the traces of the cunning parrot's escape.

"What should we do now? We have lost millions of lives and gained nothing. That earth king will not let it go." Xie Linghui frowned.

"I don't want to give up yet and help him deal with some garbage. What else is he dissatisfied with?" Xie Yanjie said completely indifferently.

Xie Linghui remained silent. If he hadn't been ordered to listen to the other party, he would not have gotten involved in such a thing.

"Well, let's do this." Xie Yanjie rolled his eyes and had an idea. "When I get back, I will tell him that there are not enough sacrifices for the sacrifice. There is only a small difference, and let him exile two million more people."
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Xie Linghui heard it a little harshly, but still said, "What if someone still comes to rob me?"

"I was too confident this time. I thought they would wait and see for a while, but I didn't expect to act so decisively. It seems that the only way is to let Zangyue personally come to suppress the battle." Xie Yanjie gritted his teeth and said.

"Well, with him here, that armored puppet wouldn't be so arrogant just now." Xie Linghui pressed his shoulder and said.

He also took action secretly just now, but got nothing. Instead, he received a counterattack.

"The foundation of the Duzunhui is still strong. I don't know how many strong people there are. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to bear this tone. But one cannot have two. Next time they come, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xie Yanjie finally said harshly.

Then the fighter jet flew all the way to Nanzhu. This was a fighter plane they hired.

…………

On this day, in Dongshui, Wen Rensheng Villa.

He had just received a package from the armored puppet, which contained the essence of those puppet materials.

Well, it can be used to continue practicing puppetry, and the puppets created can also be sold to those wealthy students.

I just feel like something is not quite right these days, but when I think about it carefully, I can’t figure it out.

Although big changes are ahead, there is still a long period of stability.

When he saw Wang Wenwen and Zhao Han practicing illusion in the backyard from the window, he realized what was wrong.

I saw thunder and lightning in the backyard for a while, and then bursts of mist, as if rehearsing some good omen for a prosperous age.

If Wen Rensheng hadn't known that Wang Wenwen just wanted to fool her mother, he would have thought that Wang Wenwen was going to rebel and do some "Da Chu Xing, Chen Sheng King" thing.

But the other party never said what he wanted to do when he created these illusions, and he didn't want to ask.

After all, if you ask, you will have to bear Wang Cuiyan’s wrath in the future.

If you don’t ask now, you can still pretend not to know.

He shook his head and continued to practice puppetry.

It’s just that we didn’t practice for long before Ouyang Ling knocked on the door and came in.

"Er smash, let me tell you some good news."

"It's late good news, right? Are you going to be promoted to expert level?" Wen Rensheng said calmly.

The last time Huang Feng passed through Dayang Cemetery, he was successfully promoted and changed his destiny.

His mother also went through the same thing, and after so many days, it was almost time to absorb what she needed to absorb.

"Yes, you are really a good mother," Ouyang Ling said with certainty, "It's better this time. I can blatantly bully your dad in the future. I'm really excited to think about it."

"As a person, you must know how to be grateful." Wen Rensheng had no choice but to say something for his father.

"Forget it, I just said casually that he is working very hard now, so let him relax." Ouyang Ling backed down.

"That's pretty much it. By the way, how are you doing with your puppetry?" Wen Rensheng asked again.

Since he knows the general trend of the future, he will certainly let the people around him learn from it.

"It's quite difficult. I always feel uncomfortable changing my perspective. It's not like myself, it's like I just changed my body." Ouyang Ling said distressedly.

Wen Rensheng was surprised and said, "What's so difficult about this? It's just like playing a 3D game. It's just from the perspective of the game character. Just step into the role of the protagonist."

"The problem is that I get dizzy when I play those 3D games, and I rarely play those things. They are all things that make people lose their spirits." Ouyang Ling rubbed her brows and said.

Wen Rensheng thought for a while and said, "That's right. Let me think about it. I'll sign you up for a pilot training course. There are special methods for treating dizziness."

"Don't lie to me." Ouyang Ling knew that her son behaved perfectly in front of others, but occasionally he was very sinister.

Especially in the name of "for your own good"...

"Don't worry, you are my mother, and I will definitely do your best." Wen Rensheng vowed.

"It's true, forget it, let me take a look first." Ouyang Ling also knows that puppetry is a learning craze in the future, and she can't do it now.

The cemetery appears and a mystery descends. If you don't master the puppetry skill and rely on your flesh and blood to wander into dangerous places, even if there is only a death rate of 5 each time, theoretically after 20 times, there will be more than a 65 chance of death.

……

If you don't go, others can rely on puppetry to obtain a large amount of resources. Over time, the gap will become unimaginably large.

After coaxing his mother away, Wen Rensheng continued practicing.

However, today is destined to be a restless day.

Not long after, my father appeared again.

"Why did your mother come to see you?" he said directly when he came up.

"She already has an expert-level evaluation. She just needs one more evaluation." Wen Rensheng replied.

Wen Rende suddenly had a headache and said, "No wonder she has become more forceful in her speech these days. It seems that I have to catch up, otherwise, my husband's relationship will be weak."

"You make it sound like you've had it before." Wen Rensheng teased.

"Why are you talking to your father and me? However, the puppetry you have been teaching recently is very expensive. This sponsorship..." Wen Rende stretched out his hand to indicate.

"Father and son should also settle accounts clearly, don't forget to pay them back." Wen Rensheng took out his mobile phone and transferred a sum of money to the other party, reminding him.

"I know this. I'm making rapid progress in this area, and prophecy seems to be very helpful in promoting it. Do you want to learn prophecy from me?" Wen Rende reminded.

"It has a promoting effect? ​​How did you come to this conclusion?" Wen Rensheng thought for a while, but couldn't think of any connection between puppetry and prophecy?

If there is a common characteristic, it is that it is very expensive to practice.

In the early stage of prophecy, it doesn't matter. In the later stage, every time a large-scale prophecy is used, a lot of precious mysterious materials will be consumed, and this is a one-time consumption.

No better than puppetry, it can be recycled many times.

"I think about it, yes, I remember that after making a prophecy, I saw a future me, a present me, and a past me all appearing in the same picture at the same time. Then when I practiced puppetry, I felt like

The efficiency seems to be more than ten times that of before." Wen Rende said seriously.

"Did you integrate another self into the puppetry?" Wen Rensheng was horrified.

It seems that this is not a question of whether the practice is fast or not, but the rhythm of the game is almost over...


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