Upon hearing Hesta's answer, Uncle San Yunzi, who was originally full of anger, suddenly turned from anger to laughter, and Wu Jie couldn't help but laugh.
Since this little guy wants to become an immortal, it’s easy to do!
"Okay, if you want to become an immortal, this is the most critical issue. Since you want to become an immortal and are willing to follow this righteous path with us, all other problems will be easily solved!" Master San Yunzi is like a Sichuan Opera actor on earth.
Normally, his face would change in an instant, "Then let's sit down, continue the discussion calmly, and think carefully about what kind of minor exercises we should find for you."
Perhaps because of the scare he had just given, he mustered some courage. Although Hestad was still full of fear, he bravely walked over and sat down next to San Yunzi and Wu Jie.
"First of all, we have to make sure of one thing. Your minor training should be able to maximize your natural advantages, right?"
Hesta was at a loss, and Wu Jie nodded for him: "Yes, choosing the right technique can get twice the result with half the effort and free up more time to practice the basic techniques."
"Well, that's the truth. With your talent, you have a lot to choose from. Among the seven arts of cultivation, weapon refining and alchemy refining both require extraordinary patience and precision, and they also take a lot of time. With you
It’s a pity to spend time on this aspect of your talent, so we won’t consider it for the time being.”
Speaking of various skills, Uncle Sanyunzi suddenly transformed into a top-level scholar: "The five categories suitable for your practice include talismans, spells, sword control, beast control, and martial arts. Among them, beast control is
The essence of this sect's skills has almost been lost in the human world. Even if the sect retains them, they can't be said to be brilliant and can be ignored... "The remaining ones are the four types of talismans, magic, swords, and martial arts."
"It doesn't matter who is better or worse among these four skills. It only depends on the person who uses them. Among the four skills of our sect, there are extremely outstanding ones, which are enough for you to settle down and live your life - so be it, you
Think about what you like first."
Hestad finally didn’t say anything like “I’m scared” this time. He thought for a long time with a sullen face and whispered: “Is there any way I can fight without thinking and with my eyes closed?”
San Yunzi was stunned. This request was a bit unbelievable. Even if Bo Wenqiang remembered it like him, he had never heard of such a request!
Naturally, what Horstad meant was not the method of closing your eyes and relying solely on hearing and touch to fight, but rather referring to the fact that you don’t have to feel where the enemy is or see what the enemy looks like, as long as you concentrate on executing your moves.
method.
To use a line from a martial arts novel that Wu Jie had read in his previous life, it was "Let him change his mind and I will punch him..." - this punch must have been done randomly with eyes closed.
Wu Jie must have never heard of such a technique, and San Yunzi also frowned, unable to think of a suitable one for a long time.
"Can't you show up even a little more courage?" Wu Jie advised, "Courage can be practiced. I will take you to practice your courage in a few days!"
Hosta shrank her head and looked at him pitifully with watery eyes, like a cat begging its owner not to bathe itself.
Wu Jie sighed: "As if I didn't tell you, let's discuss how to help you find a suitable technique."
Hestad suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.
Wu Jie secretly gritted his teeth. He now felt that maybe the yellow demon king deliberately made his avatar like this. Hesta's useless appearance could really make people angry to death!
Of course, thinking hard alone could not solve the problem, so they began to rummage through the hiding place.
The search lasted for several hours. When the Golden Crow fell outside and the Jade Rabbit rose, a monster disciple who helped guard the hide reminded them that it was time to eat, and they reluctantly stopped.
Although both Wu Jie and San Yunzi could go without eating or drinking, Hestad had not even reached the innate realm. He had been busy for a long time and was obviously hungry, and his whole body felt a little weak.
"Forget it, let's go eat first!" Uncle San Yunzi sighed, used a spell to rearrange the messy books, and took them straight to the cafeteria, "I'm in a really bad mood today! I want to
Drink this good wine and comfort yourself!"
The cafeteria of Qingyang Temple is hosted by a group of magical Yuanlings - although there is also a Master Xingyu who is in the Huandan realm, Master Xingyu has been practicing in seclusion for many years, leaving all the work to those magical Yuanlings
we, so we can pretend she doesn’t exist
When Wu Jie and the others came to the cafeteria, Changsun Wu happened to be drinking with another elder. The elder had long silver hair, a slender figure, and a handsome appearance. He had a cold feeling in his bones; and Changsun Wu
With red beard and hair, he was tall and burly, and his whole person was like a ball of blazing flames. The two of them sat drinking together, which was full of strong contrasts and revealed a strange harmony.
Seeing Wu Jie and the others coming over, Changsun Wu raised his eyebrows and waved to them with a smile: "Haha! Just in time! Let's drink together!"
Naturally, Wu Jie and the others would not refuse, so they sat over.
Changsun Wu drank with great boldness. Before they could sit down, he poured a large glass for each of the three people. In the bamboo cup, which was bigger than his fist, the red wine liquid revealed a spicy and fiery smell, just like his
Portrait.
"This is my home-brewed fire wine! Come on, let's try it!"
Wu Jie picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp. He felt a wave of heat rising from his belly and rushing to his head like a flame. Suddenly his body felt a little lighter and his mood couldn't help but feel better. He couldn't help but feel that
Zhu laughed loudly: "Good wine!"
"Of course it's good wine!" Changsun Wu laughed loudly, patted Wu Jie on the shoulder, and introduced to him the elder Ningyuan next to him with silver hair like snow, "This is Xiao Yue, one of the elders of our sect who is traveling abroad. He
He is from the demon clan and is almost two thousand years old this year - by the way, he has been recruiting Taoist companions since more than five hundred years ago. If you know a female monk who is originally from the wolf clan and has good character, please remember to introduce her to him."
Xiao Yue snorted coldly, a blush appeared on her handsome face, but she did not deny it.
Wu Jie held back his laughter, picked up the wine gourd next to him and poured himself a glass. He was about to offer a toast to Elder Xiao and wish him to find a suitable Taoist companion soon, but a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart. He subconsciously used his magic power to protect himself and stretched out his hand.
He grabbed San Yunzi next to him and jumped out.
While others were in the air, they saw the howling wind, and a frighteningly violent storm suddenly rose from Hesta's body. Countless sharp blades transformed from the violent wind slashed out in all directions, threatening to turn the entire canteen into ruins.
Fortunately, there was a Huandan Master sitting here. Changsun Wu roared and spit out a mouthful of wine, which turned into flames in the air and enveloped the wind blades in all directions, eliminating the crisis in the cafeteria invisible.
But before he could make another move, Hestad, who was sitting there with his head down and drinking sullenly, had jumped up, rushed in front of him with jaw-dropping agility, raised his fist and hit him hard on the chin.
superior.
This fist hit extremely hard. Even though Changsun Wu had an amazing physique and even used magic to protect himself, he was hit into the air and fell heavily.
At this time, Xiao Yue and Wu Jie had already taken action together to subdue Hesta. Unexpectedly, although Hesta's movements were unorganized, they were surprisingly fast and powerful. Naturally, the two of them would not fight against their fellow disciples.
To kill someone, they had to restrain their hands and feet during the attack. As a result, the two Ning Yuan masters were beaten back by a mere mortal who had not even entered the Taoist realm. In just a short time, they received several punches each.
Just when they didn't know what to do, Hestad suddenly stopped without warning, and then lay limply on the ground, snoring.
Smelling the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him and looking at his frighteningly red face, everyone knew that he was drunk and going crazy just now.
It’s just... there are so many drunken and crazy people in the world. Who has ever heard that a mere mortal who is drunk and crazy can knock out a Huandan Master and beat two Ningyuan Masters into confusion? This is too outrageous!
In the silence, San Yunzi suddenly laughed. "How can this kid be so timid? He is clearly a tiger in rabbit skin!" The well-read uncle laughed a few times, clapped his hands, and had an idea.
, "I know what exercises he should practice!"
"What technique?" Wu Jie asked.
"The unique technique left behind by Master Drunken Immortal Gongsun in the past," San Yunzi laughed a few times and said word by word, "Drunk! Laughter! Heaven!"
