"Brother Jin, this is really the martial arts practice manual of a great master from a hundred years ago!"
Huang Mao excitedly held the yellowed notebook, his hands trembling a little, and his voice was even more uncontrollable with excitement: "I know that this great master of martial arts graduated from the Martial Arts University of our First Army in Great Xia.
Yes, my father once listened to his lectures, and these are really the practice notes he left behind!"
"Look, the handwriting on this is definitely written by the great master!"
He said it again and showed it to Wang Jin excitedly.
"So what?"
Wang Jin was not as excited as Huang Mao at all, he sat down expressionlessly and said casually.
"Brother Jin, don't you understand the significance of this great master's martial arts training manual?"
Seeing that Wang Jin was completely indifferent, Huang Mao suddenly became more and more excited: "What is recorded in this handbook is the summary of the martial arts master's lifetime martial arts practice experience. It is a secret that is only passed down to his disciples. If this is put into the public
If you go to the outside world, you will definitely be robbed for a sky-high price! Why can you be so calm?"
"Is it so precious?"
Wang Jin glanced at Huang Mao, took the yellowed notebook from Huang Mao's hand, and flipped through it a few times.
Just holding it in his hand, Wang Jin understood that Dong Wenrui might have other hidden intentions, but this martial arts master's practice manual was absolutely authentic without a doubt.
He had once touched the pages of books corroded by time in the dream world, and he knew exactly what those ancient pages looked like.
As for this yellowed notebook, it was already somewhat decayed when touched by fingers. Obviously, it was a solid old object.
He flipped through a few pages at will. The handwriting on it was like a dragon or a snake walking, capable and straight. Each square character was thin but sharp. Although it appeared still on the paper, there seemed to be a strange spirit flowing through it.
The rotten paper came out, making Wang Jin slightly moved.
The static fonts are like spears, thin but sharp, with a feeling of indomitable progress.
"Is this the embodiment of the great master's martial will?"
Wang Jin had some enlightenment in his heart and continued to turn the page backwards.
"How about it, Brother Jin, are the things recorded in this practice manual valuable?"
Seeing the slight change in Wang Jin's expression, Huang Mao chuckled, thinking that Wang Jin had put away his careless look.
Wang Jin ignored him and just continued to flip through the practice manual.
However, when he turned to the rear, his hand suddenly stopped.
On the yellowed page, there are still thin but straight fonts, as if they are moving forward like spears.
Rows of clean handwriting are neatly arranged, and the energy and spirit revealed in them are gathered together, like rows of soldiers fighting on the battlefield, exuding an astonishing fierce aura.
However, among the rows of sharp and boundless handwriting, Wang Jin's eyes fell on the line of handwriting in the center.
That line of writing looked no different from the other writing around it. It was as thin and sharp as a spear, exuding a palpitating charm.
However, as Wang Jin rubbed the line of writing with his fingers, he felt a martial arts will that was incompatible with the surrounding fonts.
If the martial arts will revealed in the surrounding lines of fonts is like thin but standing pine trees, tall and sharp, soaring into the sky, unabashedly fierce and boundless,
Then the martial arts will revealed in this line of writing is very different.
Although there seems to be no difference on the surface, the spirit in it is far from as sharp and straight as other fonts around it. Instead, it has a somewhat gloomy and eerie and unpredictable meaning, like a poisonous snake hidden under the curtain.
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Although each font is as thin and neat as the other handwriting around it, the martial arts will revealed by its appearance is very different from the surrounding handwriting.
It's like a high-end but poor imitation placed among a pile of genuine products.
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes slightly.
He knew that for a warrior, once the will of martial arts is determined, it cannot be changed.
For those strong above the master level, the will of martial arts is like the cornerstone.
Once the foundation is shaken, all efforts will be lost.
In other words, it is impossible for one person to have two completely different martial arts wills at the same time.
At least that's the case for people in the real world.
But now, the martial arts will revealed in this practice manual has changed, which can only mean one thing.
This sentence in this handbook was written by another strong person above the level of martial arts master.
This handbook has most likely been altered by others after that martial arts master!
Wang Jin continued to read that line of words.
"In our martial arts practice, the will of the martial arts is not crucial. The martial arts is about cultivating the body. Whether the state of mind is strong or not has little to do with whether the martial arts can continue."
Wang Jin looked at this sentence and closed the notebook with a "pop" sound.
In fact, he was not sure whether this sentence was right or wrong.
However, he clearly remembered the words of the old man in the dream.
The way of the sword is also the way of the heart.
Compared with this spiritual practice manual, which was obtained from the malicious Dong Wenrui and was probably tampered with, Wang Jin chose to believe the words of the old man in the dream.
"What's wrong, Brother Jin?"
Seeing that something was wrong with Wang Jin's expression, Huang Mao hurriedly asked: "Do you think the things recorded in this will be of great help to you?"
"Big?"
Wang Jin smiled.
His next move made Huang Mao almost jump out of his body...ν.
He grabbed the yellowed notebook with both hands and tried to tear the notebook in half from the center!
"Brother Jin, what are you doing~ Ouch~"
Huang Mao was startled and almost jumped up from the chair. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he tried his best to stop Wang Jin's movement.
"Brother Jin, are you crazy? You actually plan to tear up a practice manual written by a great martial arts master?"
His face was full of disbelief.
"This is false. This martial arts practice manual has been tampered with!"
Wang Jin pointed out the handwriting on the page to Huang Mao, which was likely to have been tampered with. However, Huang Mao looked at it for a long time and still couldn't see any problem: "Brother Jin, isn't the handwriting the same? Where has it been tampered with?"
Hands and feet?"
He glanced at Wang Jin with some disbelief: "Brother Jin, what do you think, you don't want to give me such a precious thing!"
"If you want it, take it, but I advise you, don't believe what's on it."
After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If he wants to read the latest chapter,
He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
Where is this?
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.
A single dorm?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?
With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
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My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...
this change
, leaving Shi Yu in a daze for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
My body and appearance have all changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
He turned into a completely different person!
Could it be...that he traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror placed beside the bed, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.
"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"
"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"
"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"
Shi Yu:???
The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?
"cough."
Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.
Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
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