Liu Sanbian frowned and looked at the "Art of Ascending the Ant to Heaven" copied on the piece of paper in his hand.
It is written in small regular script with majestic strokes and fresh style.
What surprised Liu Sanbian at this moment was not the beautiful calligraphy, because he had known for a long time that the calligraphy of the scholar in front of him was extraordinary.
"Brother, where did you get this article "The Art of Ascending Ants to Heaven"?"
"Hey, it's a family tradition. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this technique?"
"Huh, I have an expert in my ancestors." Liu Sanbian was quite amazed. He looked up at the young scholar in front of him with an unchanging smile. Suddenly he remembered something. The main lineage of the Zhao family holds the title of Elector of Fuyao in the human race.
, it is indeed a good thing from ancestors. This improved version of "The Art of Ants Climbing to Heaven" which he has never seen on the market is most likely a secret of the Zhao family that has not been passed down.
When Zhao Rong heard this, he felt something was wrong. Was he inexplicably lower in seniority in front of someone?
"Huh, he still has some eyesight. The things I have improved are more than good. Hehe, it is estimated that it will be difficult for future generations to improve. Have I ruined another road? My dear disciple, you have to be good.
Practice and don't let down your ancestors' expectations for you." Gui Aojiao's voice came out again.
"Who are you talking about, good disciple Sun?"
"saying you."
"Yes, good disciple Sun said that about me."
"You, you, how can you not make sense of this!"
Zhao Rong feels very boring. He can choke on any routine and there is no challenge at all. Although Zhao Rong thinks that in terms of cultivation, both talent and understanding may be ten thousand times worse, but he is confident in quarreling.
, after the era of information explosion in the previous life, and the tempering of many "taoist friends", I can completely abuse the arrogant and poisonous sword spirit in my body at will.
"Hey, why don't you have a long memory and want to defeat me in quarrels? Who were you before your death, so competitive?"
"Hmph, just wait for me."
Zhao Rong curled his lips and glanced at Liu Sanbian, who was still thinking about the article on improving the technique. He had promised him before to send him something to the Yunshui Cave in the Li Fire Kingdom in the southernmost part of Wangque Continent.
The things were delivered by hand to the child named Qingshan.
Thinking of this, Zhao Rongsheng felt helpless. In addition to delivering jade and letters, he also had something to deliver that he didn't know yet. Why did he behave like a postman?
The reborn me is delivering express delivery in another world?
By the way, there is no post station on the mountain for sending letters or conveying things. I seem to have seen a sword workshop in Zangzhoupu before that can send letters with flying swords. Well, okay, Mr. Fang and Brother Sanbian may think it is safer to have someone deliver them.
However, according to Brother Sanbian, there is no rush to send his things away at the moment, so he should take them with him first and wait until there is a chance to go to Yunshui Cave in the future, for example, if he happens to be leaving the Fire Country to board a ship and return home.
Zhao Rong was planning silently in his mind. He was always used to sorting out his own path and goals, no matter how big or small, and arranging them in advance. Then he would manage his time and complete them step by step.
"Hey, can this place be changed like this? After this change, we can easily overcome the hurdle that we could not avoid before..."
"Brother Zhao's improved version of "The Technique of Ants Climbing to Heaven" is much more sophisticated than the mainstream version on the market. Although I haven't reached the level where I can understand the origin and improve the technique, I can comment on the quality of the foundation-building technique.
I still have good eyesight.”
About a quarter of an hour later, Liu Sanbian sighed and put down the improved version of the exercise in his hand that he thought was somewhat incredible. "The ancestors of the Zhao family are indeed very powerful. I don't know when the next person who can continue to improve this article will be."
Only then can it appear.”
Zhao Rong coughed lightly and avoided the topic. "Brother Sanbian, what are you thinking about? Can you guide me to ascend to the heaven realm?"
After saying that, Zhao Rong smiled bitterly. "To be honest, I am stupid and don't know anything about the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve main meridians. I don't even know how many acupoints there are. If I practice hard on my own, I guess I won't even know the door."
Less than.”
"Even if Brother Zhao doesn't help San Bian deliver things, San Bian will help, but..." Liu San Bian leaned forward, put his big calloused hands on his legs, and looked at the frail scholar in front of him with a stern expression.
"Brother Zhao, are you sure you want to take the martial arts path to temper your body in the Climbing Heaven Realm? Sanbian is a rough man, and his hands and feet are neither light nor heavy. I can only say that I try to make my brother feel more comfortable. However, since the decision has been made, at least in this realm
, I am a martial artist in the eyes of the Third Transformation, and I must polish my body to the standards of a martial artist."
"And for me, martial artists, pain is the most worthless thing!"
Liu Sanbian chuckled again: "My Qingshan went to study because he couldn't bear the hardships. Hehe, when he was a child, he kept clamoring to be a first-class martial artist and punch through the sky. In the end, I rubbed his bones again.
I was rolling on the floor in pain, and then I obeyed my instructions and went to a private school to study. Oh, what a melon boy."
Zhao Rong looked at the serious man with a "terrible" expression opposite him, and felt that he was like a beast that was eating people and found the most delicious food. For a short moment, he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the next second he felt
It's shameful. When I think of my original intention, my promise to return, and the condescending looks of the people on the ferry, a blazing fire ignites in my heart, and a bright smile appears at the corner of my mouth.
This is the unyielding spirit of being stubborn when encountering difficulties, and the pathological ruthlessness of being even more ruthless when you see ruthlessness.
After all, he said that because he was born with poor aptitudes, if he wanted to reach the realm of heaven, he could actually choose between a flower stand who took pills and made medicine or a down-to-earth warrior. He smiled and suggested that he choose the former one. He sincerely said that he would definitely not
He will look down upon Mr. Zhao.
Liu Sanbian stared at the frail scholar in front of him who didn't reply, but his eyes were shining. He had already received the answer.
"Very good, Sanbian understands. We are still a long way from the Great Wei Dynasty. During this period, Sanbian will try his best to help you get started, ascend to the third level of Heaven Realm, gold and stone, Qingxu, Zhenyi, and strive to separate
I will help you find your sense of energy, step into purity, and lead you on the right track, but the path after that will only depend on you."
Zhao Rong listened carefully and took the words to heart.
Liu Sanbian nodded, returned the paper in his hand to Zhao Rong, raised his hand and patted Zhao Rong's shoulder. The latter's shoulders sank, but he gritted his teeth and straightened his teeth.
Liu Sanbian frowned slightly. "My bones are too light. These meridians should be innate. It's a pity, but it's okay. You can continue to ascend to the heaven realm, but it's just the Fuyao realm..."
Liu Sanbian did not continue, but he saw Zhao Rong's eyes and found that Zhao Rong seemed to already know his physical condition. He was slightly stunned, then smiled, and understood a little more about the scholar in front of him.
"Brother, since this is the case, then this is the way to reach the Heaven Realm. At least this can add a glimmer of hope for future breakthroughs."
"Then please leave it to Brother Sanbian." Zhao Rong said in a sincere tone.
"I took a look and found that we are not far from a mountain market. Let's change our route to go there first. I want to help you prepare some things before we set off."
Liu Sanbian made arrangements, then thought about it, took out a cloth bag from the pendant on his chest, opened it, and carefully took out a yellowed ancient book with both hands, about a finger thick, and handed it to Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong took it with both hands and looked curiously, only to see that the cover was pure black with three simple large characters on it.
Su Xiaoxiao, who had been fanning Zhao Rong at the side, came over curiously and said softly.
"Negative mountain..."
She grimaced and stretched out her fingers. "How do you pronounce this?"