Following the movement of the second level of this incomplete technique, Zhao Wuji quickly entered the state, causing the essence of the sea of suffering to flow into various veins in his body, and then concentrated on the palms of his hands.
Buzz!
There was a layer of silver light on the palm of his hand, and it felt a little hot for a while. Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, and quickly pointed at the dead branch on the ground beside him, gently shook it, and made a grabbing gesture. With a snap, there was an instant.
Kong actually sucked the dead wood over.
"It's done! Fetching objects from the air, did you really suck them in?" Zhao Wuji was startled, looking at the dead wood in his hand in confusion. Such a simple operation actually made him happy for a long time.
"Tsk tsk tsk, not bad, I have some foundation." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, which startled Zhao Wuji.
"What bastard! You stay up late at night and come here looking for excitement?" Zhao Wuji yelled.
"Hey." At this moment, a Taoist priest came out of the darkness. He was slightly fat and a little happy, but he was a bit cunning and cunning: "I am destined to be a Taoist, and I want to give you some advice."
This Taoist was the disguised Taoist priest who had sold Zhao Wuji the secret book before. Perhaps out of some guilt, he appeared and wanted to teach Zhao Wuji a few tricks. After all, if these secrets were really recognized by others, the young man in front of him would
You have to reincarnate again.
"You give me some advice?" Zhao Wuji glanced at the Taoist, naturally not recognizing his identity, and looked him up and down: "Damn fat man, I'm not that easy to deceive, there's no way you can take advantage of me! I have nothing.
, go and deceive others! Goodbye! I won’t accompany you!"
After saying this, Zhao Wuji was so angry that he turned around and left without thinking.
"Hey~ What a pity. Although some people have outstanding talents, they are about to die." The fat Taoist priest shook his head and sighed in a pretentious manner.
"What do you mean?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji stopped again as soon as he took his steps, and looked back at the fat man: "Are you cursing me to death?"
How could a little bastard like him be so angry? I really didn’t want to worry about it so much, but when I thought about being frightened by him before, now this damn fat man is cursing his own life soon? It’s outrageous, isn’t it! Why don’t you do it?
It’s not him, Zhao Wuji. As the saying goes, when a gentleman has a grudge, he should avenge it on the spot!
Whoa!
I saw Zhao Wuji rolling up his sleeves. Without throwing away the dead wood in his hand, he turned around and swung it towards the fat Taoist priest!
But unfortunately, although he has opened up the sea of suffering, the fat man in front of him is not an ordinary person. Zhao Wuji's ordinary moves such as chopping, slashing, and lifting cannot touch the fat Taoist at all, and his movements are in the eyes of the fat Taoist.
It’s like playing in slow motion!
"It's too slow." The fat man held the fly whisk in his hand, and while avoiding it with a smile, he said to the young man in front of him: "Although you have opened up the sea of suffering, you don't know any practice at all. You have just learned one and a half moves of receiving qi.
Even the law can't change your clumsy hands and feet. Your indiscriminate slashing is just like having no cultivation, and you will be finished."
Zhao Wuji is indeed as if he has no cultivation. In terms of fighting, he is still at the level of a basic gangster. He does not regard himself as a monk in the sea of suffering at all. If this continues, he will probably kneel down when he meets Qin Ming.
Not long after.
Zhao Wuji, who was tired and out of breath, didn't even touch a hair on the fat Taoist priest. He simply threw the stick away and said depressedly as if he was out of breath: "I won't fight. I didn't expect you to be so fat."
Such a body is as light as a swallow, master! I am unlucky! Goodbye!"
Goodbye is still necessary.
"Hey, you young man doesn't have the personality to be someone who would suffer. After being scolded by me, why did you compromise now?" Seeing that the young man still wanted to leave, the fat Taoist priest pretended to be teasing. p>
"Suffering a loss is a blessing. If you suffer a loss, you will lose a lot. If you do well, you will live a long life!" Zhao Wuji said disdainfully, regained his composure, stood up and left.
"The power you have is very mysterious. Even I can't see through your true level of cultivation." The fat man smiled at his back and said: "If you need help tomorrow, you can ask me for advice. Fatty is always waiting here. Remember to bring me with you."
Wine."
"Go away." Zhao Wuji didn't look back. Today was the most frustrating day for him in this world that covers the sky.
"Hey, there is something fishy in this kid's silver sea of suffering. Even the eyes of heaven can't see through it. Even the former secretaries can't deduce this young man's future. It's really interesting." The fat Taoist priest did not stop Zhao Wuji's return and murmured leisurely.
Muttering to himself, he immediately fell asleep in the abandoned pavilion.
……
Return to Chunyang Tower.
Zhao Wuji had another sleepless night. He kept thinking about the fight scene between himself and the fat Taoist priest. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The more he thought about it, the more stupid he felt. He had opened up the sea of suffering, mastered the art of imperialism, and still fought like a gangster.
Yes, it seems that the subconscious mind from the previous life has not faded away.
We can't go on like this. We have to deepen our impression that we are a monk who has opened up the sea of suffering.
"Bitter sea monks are extremely powerful. Although they can't control the rainbow bridge and fly, they can still fly through cracked gold rocks." Zhao Wuji lay on his bed, murmured to himself with his hands on his head, and then stretched out a hand to observe again and again.
, thinking about how to pass through gold and cracked rocks.
The imperial technique in the incomplete technique is to take objects from a distance and refine them into a perfect weapon.
"The Taoism in the world is always changing without departing from its origin..." Zhao Wuji murmured to himself, recalling some passages from novels in his memory: "The art of imperialism pays attention to the use of weapons. It extracts essence from the sea of suffering and penetrates it throughout the body, and then concentrates it.
At one point, break out?"
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji stood up suddenly, as if this was what happened!
Damn! I just figured it out now!
At that time, if I had concentrated my energy on that wooden stick and hit that damn fat man with a sap, he would definitely have suffered! Hahaha!
"Xiao Zhao!"
At this moment, Sister Pomegranate's voice came from outside the door.
Zhao Wuji stood up and opened the door, and frowned slightly when he saw Sister Shiliu's anxious expression: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Did you offend someone during the day? The biggest gangster in Qingkui City, Wang Defa, brought many people here." Sister Shiliu said, "You are downstairs right now, and you want me to hand you over!" p>
"I just visited the black market, and I didn't seem to offend anyone..." Zhao Wuji thought, and then suddenly remembered something: "Oh~ I know, I embarrassed Wang Xuan, the eldest son of the Wang family, and Wang Defa, the gangster leader.
Is your surname also Wang?"
"You are such a troublesome guy, hurry up and leave through the back door, there is a sister here to support you." Sister Pomegranate urged at this time.
Zhao Wuji was slightly moved when he saw this. It turned out that Sister Shiliu was in such a hurry because she was worried about him and told him to run faster. It was his blessing to meet such a benefactor in this foreign country. He paused and said, "Why are you running?"
, I just happened to be so angry with a fat man that I had no place to vent my anger. I will definitely beat up this guy who comes to vent his anger."
"He has brought more than 20 people, please stop messing around and leave quickly." Sister Shiliu said anxiously.