Chapter 89 The difference between people is sometimes like a cloud of mud!
"Brother Wu, you actually took the initiative to ask Ajun to fight?" Li Xuanchen looked horrified.
Ye Su's mouth was slightly open, like a salted fish spitting bubbles, but it wasn't much better, "Abba, abaa, aba..."
The sun has come out in the west?!
In Black Front Alley, anyone familiar with Sun Buwu basically knew that he would never take the initiative to ask for a fight with his peers.
His vision is extremely high, and he always only looks at those who are stronger than himself.
"It's nothing to make a fuss about." Sun Buwu put his cuffs together and spoke in a calm tone, sounding quite mature, "Ajun's killing skills alone are enough to impress me."
Ye Su turned his head inch by inch and stared at Wang Jun's profile, "It's him?!"
The evaluation is too high and unreal.
Could it be that Brother Wu wants something from Ajun... Yes, yes, that's definitely the case.
Mr. Sun seems to have some old problems and needs a powerful evolutionary planner to cure him.
Ah Jun is it!!!
Li Xuanchen took a few steps closer and put his arm around Sun Buwu's shoulders, "Hey..."
The tip of his elbow came out, and Sun Buwu showed a kind smile: "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." Li Xuanchen put down his arm knowingly and stepped back half a meter obediently, "I'm just a little bit emotional, it turns out that Brother Wu also has moments of humility."
"Humility is an excuse for the weak. I don't need that kind of thing." Sun Buwu raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head in an incomprehensible way, "Strong is strong. The battle between Ajun and the thirteen dark ninjas was filmed by your master's wife with her mobile phone.
After watching it, I asked myself how I could have done better in the same situation."
"I understand, I understand." Li Xuanchen pecked his head lightly and added from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Wu's praise of his cleverness not only ensures his own strength, but also sets off Ajun's awesomeness. In my place, it's Ajun.
, Isn’t it like drinking honey in my heart? Mr. Sun’s affairs must be handled more securely.”
Ye Su raised his eyebrows and brushed his hair with his backhand, "How can it be so exaggerated? Wang Jun is just..."
She wore double ponytails today, and the ends of her hair were dyed with a fire-colored shimmer.
When he spoke, his two ponytails swayed brightly, easily attracting the attention of others.
Suddenly, the shadow on the ground stretched out a pure black hand and covered Ye Su's mouth.
Ye Su shook his head suddenly and stared at Li Xuanchen.
Unexpectedly, Li Xuanchen was no longer in his original position.
He used the shadow technique and appeared behind Ye Su, saying quietly:
"Miss Ye Su, do you understand what it means to be humane and sophisticated? If you don't understand, just shut up."
Where is it? Ye Su blinked his eyes continuously, like a light bulb about to short-circuit.
Her mind was filled with confusion. The fists she tightened around her waist and the Mabu that sank into her waist and crotch suddenly became deflated. The Mabu punch that was originally intended to knock Li Xuanchen away didn't come out.
Sun Buwu said: "Don't make trouble in the ward, Ajun has not fully recovered yet."
Hey hey hey, Brother Wu, you are not this kind of person... Li Xuanchen squinted his eyes.
Sun Buwu always felt that his eyes were quite strange.
Ye Su was still unconvinced in his heart. He walked up to Wang Jun and asked:
"How did you get your murderous skills?"
Wang Jun opened his mouth, but the syllables in his throat had not had time to come out.
"I know," Li Xuanchen showed his talkative nature and responded quickly: "Ajun's techniques were all learned from movies, and maybe they were also simulated through virtual reality technology on the Internet."
What a good guy, he actually helped to fill in the loopholes, this guy can handle it... Wang Jun looked at Li Xuanchen and silently gave a thumbs up.
Li Xuanchen touched the warrior's braid on the back of his head, "Hey hey hey."
At this time, the left half of Ye Su's face was shocked, and the other half was stiff, his eyes widened, and his pupils dilated, as if to say: "Are you fucking kidding me?!"
"I learned the moves and coping methods from movies, which gave me some inspiration." Sun Buwu's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his thumb rubbed his chin back and forth.
He looked at Wang Jun, who did not deny it.
Looking at Li Xuanchen again, Li Xuanchen spoke in a serious tone, as if he knew the inside story.
Sun Buwu felt that he was enlightened.
"The old man always said that my fighting is too rigid and lacks imagination. I will suffer big losses when I encounter a master who doesn't play according to the routine."
"In the past, I couldn't figure out where imagination comes from..."
"Look at Ajun. He's a researcher by training. He doesn't have much time to train in killing techniques, but he still demonstrates simple, efficient, and imaginative killing techniques."
“Isn’t this, this, this is where imagination comes from?!”
"Movies, virtual games, novels and animations... are all materials that can help me go further."
"Why didn't I notice it before? How stupid!!!"
Thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind, eventually converging into a bright light.
Just like a meteor streaking across the dark starry sky, leaving a dazzling and bright trajectory - the trajectory of inspiration.
Snap!
Sun Buwu's palms fell continuously and he patted Wang Jun's shoulder lightly, "Thank you."
Wang Jun looked puzzled, "Thank you for what?"
Smiling, Sun Buwu didn't answer. His face was full of inscrutability, as if he said with some special code: "I understand, secrets cannot be revealed casually."
Seeing this scene, Li Xuanchen held his right hand with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and pressed it against his upper and lower lips, thinking deeply.
"I didn't expect Brother Wu to be so sophisticated in human relations. He just moisturizes things silently."
Ye Su was embarrassed, and three questions in life popped up in his mind: Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?
She stood in the room, always feeling out of place.
No normal person should be around three Riddlers at the same time!
With his temples beating wildly and his head aching slightly, Ye Su said:
"The fruit basket has been delivered. Don't have any unnecessary misunderstandings. This is what my parents ordered."
After saying this, she opened the door and walked out of the ward.
"What's going on?" Li Xuanchen tilted his head and speculated for a moment, laughing secretly in his heart: "After all, she is still a woman. Miss Ye Su always doesn't deal with A Jun. She must be jealous right now."
"Ignore her," Sun Buwu waved his hand, "Without the woman in the room, we can talk about whatever we want."
Wang Jun nodded, "That's right."
Afterwards, Wang Jun, Li Xuanchen and Sun Buwu chatted and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
While chatting, Wang Jun remembered one thing - the Lingyun chip has been activated, and the database information can be queried at no cost, including the evolutionary path and the treatment plan for the evolutionary disaster.
The last time he saw Mr. Sun Lutang was in the underground satellite city. At that time, he came into contact with the traces of civilization before the Star Calendar, and saw Xuanwu and Liu Yuanchen with his own eyes. He was so excited that he forgot to diagnose Sun Lutang's old injuries.
Thinking of this, Wang Jun said: "Maybe I can explore Mr. Sun's injuries."
After being stunned for a moment, Sun Buwu said in surprise: "Is this true?"
"About 70% to 80% sure," Wang Jun nodded and smiled, "After a battle, I felt something in my heart. My strength has improved to a certain extent, and there was an opportunity before. I think I should give it a try. Maybe I can
I can see the specific cause of Mr. Sun’s old injury.”
Li Xuanchen said: "What a good thing!"
"That's right, a good thing, a huge good thing," Sun Buwu said: "Grandpa hasn't tried his best for many years, and those so-called demigods who are just trying to gain fame are ready to make a move."
Wang Jun muttered: "Let's contact Mr. Sun sometime."
"It doesn't matter when, it's now!" Li Xuanchen put his palms together and slapped them hard.
"Sooner rather than later." Sun Buwu nodded with joy on his face, "I just don't know if it's convenient for you now, Ajun?"
Wang Jun lowered his head and scanned his whole body, raised his hand to make a fist, and lightly beat his chest.
Bang bang~~ bang bang~~
He showed his big white teeth and said, "The body is very strong and powerful."
"Okay, I won't say any more thanks, they're all here." Sun Buwu stretched out his thumb and put his fingertips against his heart.
This situation made Li Xuanchen feel a little sour in his heart.
His mentality is like that of a little boy who sees his best friend has a new best friend.
Some are happy, some are jealous, and some are arrogant.
As for the mixing ratio, only he himself knows.
Du~du~du~
Sun Buwu took out his smartphone and made a video call.
After a while, the call was connected, and what came into view was a long, snow-white beard.
The upper part of the video lens is focused on Sun Lutang's face.
Time has left indelible marks on the face of this centenarian. Although there are not many wrinkles, there are inevitably a few that are very deep.
If you look closely, you will find that he is actually really old.
However, the title of the number one man in the Federation is before the people of the world. He is the backbone of the stability of the Federation, and he must be the invincible God of War.
At this moment, the old man's eyes were half-draped, as if he was falling asleep.
"Bu Wu, what's the matter?"
Sun Buwu said: "Grandpa, Ajun is right next to me..."
Hearing this, Sun Lutang opened his eyes. There was deep wisdom hidden in his brown eyes, and what rushed in front of the wisdom was pure and powerful martial intent.
Even through the screen, Wang Jun's eyes felt stinging.
Subconsciously closing his eyes, he clearly felt Mr. Sun's state switch in his heart.
One second, he is the grandfather in front of his grandchildren, and the next second, he is the supreme martial god of the Federation.
The fatigue and relaxation that only close relatives can see disappear in an instant.
"It turns out to be little friend Wang Jun."
Wang Jun nodded and smiled, "Mr. Sun, I have entered the country. It's time to take a look at your old injuries."
Sun Lutang nodded imperceptibly, and then glanced at his grandson.
Sun Buwu showed a rare shy smile and said nothing.
At this time, Li Xuanchen had a dark face and said nothing.
"I'm obviously in the camera, why didn't the old man take me with him when he said hello?"
He quietly moved half a step away and pulled himself out of the camera.
As long as he is not caught on camera, no one will know that he is being ignored.
Then, he found a good angle and squeezed into the camera.
With a bright smile on his face and countless little stars in his eyes, he just waved and shouted: "Master, look here! Look at me!"
Sun Lutang turned a blind eye and continued:
"My dear friend Wang Jun, I'm very interested, but I don't realize that things are neither important nor serious. It's really annoying you."
"Forbidden objects usually have a certain degree of spiritual pollution. The Kobe family's bastards were not well-intentioned. At that time, they used the forbidden object inversion door on you. You should rest in peace for a while. Old man, I am still very strong.
, there’s no need to rush.”
Is there still such a thing?
After all, Wang Jun had never had much contact with forbidden objects. He did not know that forbidden objects would bring spiritual pollution.
As if seeing Wang Jun's doubts, Sun Lutang explained thoughtfully:
"Do you know the origin of each taboo item?"
Wang Jun answered honestly: "I don't know."
Sun Lutang said: "Taboo objects, as the name suggests, are objects that violate taboos. Most of these things come from extraordinary people who have died, and people will burst out with extremely strong emotions when they are about to die."
"Joy, anger, sadness, joy, love, hatred, greed...there are countless types of emotions, but they will all be amplified in the moment before death."
Wang Jun pondered for two seconds and responded: "I have heard that before human beings die, they can see their dead relatives and come to take them to the other side; or they may fall into some kind of illusion and the last second of their lives will become a repetition.
The cyclical dream never wants to wake up, and is always stuck in the gap between life and death."
"Yes, similar situations are actually caused by strong human emotions and the release of biological instincts, which ignite all the aura of life in an instant."
Sun Lutang smiled and raised a finger.
"This is just an ordinary person, what if it is an extraordinary person?"
"Extraordinary people are different from ordinary humans. Their body functions have evolved greatly and they have gained some supernatural power." Wang Jun thought thoughtfully and said: "The total amount of life aura has also increased, and the quality will inevitably cause quantitative changes."
"The boy is teachable, much better than the rotten wood in my house." Sun Lutang praised softly with a grin.
People are sitting at home, and pots come from heaven.
The corner of Sun Buwu's mouth twitched, and he sighed in his heart: "Who did I provoke again?"
Li Xuanchen came to his side and formed a duo of brothers and sisters, silently staring at Wang Jun together.
The differences between people are sometimes astonishing!
At this time, Sun Lutang said: "The key to quantitative change is level 4. When a level 4 extraordinary person dies, his strongest emotion will ignite the life aura in his body, and then use his body, mind and soul as fuel.
Burn a unique forbidden item."
"Why lv4?" Wang Jun asked.
Sun Lutang replied: "After reaching level 4, the extraordinary person will have the power of the domain. Within the domain, being crowned king is not just a simple matter of spiritual influence on matter. The mystery is difficult to describe in detail, which will affect your promotion from level 3.
Judgment at lv4.”
Wang Jun frowned and did not ask further questions. He could feel that the old man was not trying to prevaricate, but that there was something about the promotion from lv3 to lv4 that could only be understood but not explained.
Once it is taught, it is guidance, and once it is guided, it is wrong. This is like meditating in martial arts. When the mind is extremely calm, you will see all kinds of wonderful sights. Seeing these wonderful sights will greatly adjust people's biological functions, and maybe they will be cured.
Some chronic diseases are better.
However, if someone hears what a wonderful scene is, they will always imagine it while meditating. Over time, they will actually be able to see that scene, but in the end they have deceived themselves. Not only is it ineffective, but it is also a waste of energy and energy.
Wang Jun was silent for two seconds, then asked: "Only the death of a level 4 transcendent can give birth to forbidden objects? Or, in other words, can forbidden objects not be born after the death of a level 4 transcendent?"
"That's a good question. These two questions are two sides of the same coin."
Sun Lutang stroked his beard and said:
"First of all, the conditions for the birth of forbidden objects are not absolute. Some special environments, special bloodlines, and certain vicious rituals may cause different effects."
"For example, I know that decades ago, someone used the lives of 100,000 people to create a forbidden object. That forbidden object embodies the unwillingness and resentment of 100,000 people."
"Secondly, if a level 4 transcendent does not give birth to a forbidden object, it will form a forbidden place."