"Does this still need to be considered?" The email sent to Bai Yu received a reply quickly. Sister Luck, who was so good at it that she needed black technology for translation, wrote a short reply in a cool and unrestrained way, "Continue to pursue advanced skills.
What's wrong? When you go to a more advanced world in the future, you can probably throw away this half-hearted top ten martial arts and develop a serious nine-star or even ten-star mental method! Anyway, it's just a transitional thing.
Don’t be nostalgic like a child.”
About ten minutes later, Cheng Peng received a private message request from Qiao Xi, who was in the world of Huang Yi's novel "Legend of the Border". [bsp; "I just went to ask Xiang Yutian for advice." The first sentence Qiao Xi said was
This made Cheng Peng feel happy. In fact, he also thought about leaving the maze temporarily, going to other worlds through the star gate, and asking some senior NPCs he knew for advice on how to choose. However, the system reminded him that this maze is a one-time
Once he left the maze, the copy would be closed, and there was no guarantee whether he could come in again, so he had no choice but to take the next step and contact the martial arts masters he knew through email to ask for their opinions.
Bai Yu's answer came the fastest, and her answer did not exceed Cheng Peng's expectations. For this lucky girl, are there any advanced skills that can be learned? This has never been a problem. Her problem is that she always keeps
There are advanced skills that can be learned, just like a black bear walking into an orchard. There are all kinds of fruits and melons in front of you. You are constantly losing this one and picking that one. Each one lacks in-depth research and understanding. In Cheng Peng's view, what she needs to do is to determine
Make up your mind and patiently choose a suitable skill to go deep into, but Bai Yu obviously doesn't think so. Cheng Peng has nothing to say about this. Bai Yu has her own considerations, her own direction, and her own path.
Although her path is completely different from Cheng Peng's, her results are no worse than Cheng Peng's.
Just like two Internet writers, one writes about the city, all kinds of romances, all kinds of grievances, and focuses on exploring the inner world of the characters, using delicate emotions to attract readers; the other writes about immortals and all kinds of strange mountains.
Different water, various magic weapons and magical powers, focus on creating a magnificent external world and attracting readers with magnificent fantasies. If two people have similar results, naturally no one can say that the other is doing something wrong - and neither of them can
Find ways to learn from each other and follow each other's path.
Compared with Bai Yu, Cheng Peng was originally looking forward to answers from Qiao Xi, Long Biao, Liu Xuan, Shi Tianpeng, Bi Yong, Liu Yefei and other martial arts experts.
The paths taken by those people are similar to his, and I believe their opinions will be more useful as a reference.
Moreover, these masters often have teachers. Not only can they use their own wisdom and experience to answer, they can also go to their masters to ask. The answers from those senior NPCs will most likely be more in line with the system's internal settings and more helpful.
Cheng Peng.
Qiao Xi's answer is indeed the case.
"Xiang Yutian interrupted me before he even finished listening to my introduction." Qiao Xi said with a wry smile, "He gave me a lesson and said, 'For a person to be strong, the most important thing is definitely not what martial arts he practices, but what kind of martial arts he practices.
It’s about whether his heart is firm enough! Everything in the world leads to the same destination by different paths. Since you have chosen one path, don’t think about others. Even if all the classics in heaven and earth are placed in front of you at this moment, there is no need to read more.
One glance!'...Then I have to face the wall for seven days to get rid of distracting thoughts...This is a completely unreasonable disaster!"
"I'm sorry. I'll treat you to a treat after you get out of seclusion. Let's have a big meal and drink to get rid of bad luck."
"Then it's settled, I'm going to face the wall. See you later."
A few minutes later, Liu Xuan's reply came.
His handwriting is very fair, and every stroke is neat and meticulous, just like his upright character: "I'm not familiar with Hong Kong comics, and I don't know much about martial arts novels. But I analyzed it: It's difficult to put together the magic strategy
, even if you get it all together, you still have to understand it one by one. Even if you understand it, you may not be able to integrate it. After all, it is ten volumes of mental methods in different directions; while the top ten martial arts only have one direction at least. In comparison, the latter is
The former is more concise and reliable. If it were me, I would choose to give up Tian Mo Ce’s martial arts mentality and replace it with the top ten martial arts.”
Cheng Peng looked at Liu Xuan's answer, pondered for a moment, and then opened other people's replies.
Liu Yefei's reply was: "Choose the top ten martial arts! When the plot develops to the point where you have the opportunity to meet Wu Wudi or his descendant, we can go on the mission together. It's good to have a companion."
Bi Yong's answer was: "There is a move called Wentian Spear Technique among the top ten martial arts. This alone is worth learning! Do you plan to keep playing throwing spears?"
Shi Tianpeng's answer was: "Your mind is confused. Sit down, don't think so much, and be calm. Then you can choose whatever you want. Both roads can lead to a bright future."
"I'm confused..." Cheng Peng smiled bitterly and sat down as he was told, but he couldn't calm down.
The system boss seemed to have made up his mind to play with him today. He asked this kind of multiple-choice questions again and again, but each choice became more and more important. He was calm again and again, but he was broken again and again.
My state of mind...I always feel that my mood is getting more and more impetuous, as if something is about to stir deep in my soul.
"Could it be that...when I was fighting the Fire Qilin, I was unknowingly infected by the Qilin Fire Poison?" Cheng Peng drained the Immortality Qi all over his body and checked several times, but found no fire poison.
traces, I couldn't help but wonder secretly.
Just when he was puzzled and trying to calm down, Long Biao's email finally came late.
This email is completely different from other emails. It is not an ordinary personal email, but a mall prop "Messaging Bead". This bead is similar to the "Flying Letter" function that Cheng Peng used to leave a message on King Arthur's scabbard.
But it is much more advanced and has much more powerful functions.
The Fetion Messenger can only send a video and tell the other party what you want to say, but using the Messaging Bead, you can not help but send messages and other things.
When Cheng Peng lightly clicked on the communication bead and selected "Open Communication Bead" in the pop-up window, the seemingly ordinary white bead suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of white mist.
In the white mist, a handsome man wearing simple linen for a long run came out.
This man is of medium height, about 1.8 meters tall, with long blond hair hanging down, almost reaching the ground. His appearance is extremely handsome. Although his eyes are closed, he is enough to impress a little girl with poor concentration.
He screamed. There was no feeling of being strong in this man. Standing there, he was as unobtrusive as a big tree or a stone, but Cheng Peng couldn't help but feel moved - because he felt that from this moment
The compassionate aura naturally exuded from the beautiful man with his eyes closed.
"Shajia?!" Even Cheng Peng knows the person in front of him - no way, this strong man with closed eyes is so famous that he can be said to be the signature character among the Saints!
Of course, Shaka couldn't see Cheng Peng or hear what he said. The communication bead could only communicate for him, but it couldn't let him communicate with Cheng Peng across the world.
So he didn't say anything, silently raised his right hand and pointed it towards Cheng Peng's eyebrows with his index finger.
This finger didn't look very fast, but it gave Cheng Peng no time to react. It was as if the whole world had stopped. It wasn't until the finger was pointed between his eyebrows that he suddenly realized that he was standing there in a daze.
The person tapped the vital point between his eyebrows.
With just a click of a finger, Shaka's figure disappeared into the white mist, and the white mist also dissipated without any trace.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Peng muttered to himself in confusion, mobilizing his energy to explore between his eyebrows.
Before the infuriating energy reached his eyebrows, his mind was shocked and he saw an incredible sight.
There is no longer a dark cave around you, but a lotus pond with endless edges. Countless lotus flowers are in bud, and their fragrance echoes in the air.
A few steps in front of him, a huge lotus slowly bloomed. Among the lotus, sat Shakya wearing a golden holy robe.
At the same time, with that lotus as the center, countless lotus bloomed one after another, turning the boundless lotus pond into an endless sea of flowers.
The next moment, the sea of flowers suddenly burst out and turned into countless streams of light, which merged into Cheng Peng's body.
"One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, one grain of sand can contain the entire universe, and one can see the past and the future clearly in one moment." A gentle man's voice rang in his mind, "This is the seventh and last of the eight senses.
That consciousness.”
I don’t know how long it took before Cheng Peng finally woke up.
He did not look towards the stone wall in a hurry, but sighed deeply.
