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Chapter 1217 Maid

"Special physique!"

Wang Xu's heart moved, he put his hand on Zhao Xiaodan's head, and used his soul to sense it.

After a while, Wang Xu took his hand away and said: "Your physique is very special. Although I can't tell you specifically what kind of physique you have, but judging from your situation, you should be one who is biased toward understanding the way of heaven.

"

The innate Tao body, the Holy Embryo, the Hunyuan Tao body, the Dao body, and the Supreme Sensing Tao body. Anyone with this kind of physique is a genius in cultivation.

Zhao Xiaodan is obviously one of them. As long as she is given enough time, she may become a genius as good as Chen Yi in the future.

"How long can you maintain the second form?" Wang Xu is very concerned about this issue. If Zhao Xiaodan can maintain the second form, she will be the second Chen Yi. In terms of the perception of heaven, Leng Han may not be able to compare with her.

"It can last for twelve hours, and it will change back when the time is up." Zhao Xiaodan answered truthfully.

"Only twelve hours!"

Wang Xu was a little disappointed, but he quickly relaxed his brows.

Zhao Xiaodan can become a super genius for twelve hours a day, and with his guidance, three to five thousand years will be enough for her to become a seventh-level monk.

As long as the resources can keep up, it will not be difficult to train an eighth-level Valkyrie in tens of thousands of years.

If there are enough predestined circumstances in the future, he will be able to think about the saint realm, and his level of genius will be no less than that of his immortal clone.

"Change into the first form, let me see what kind of physique your first form is." After checking out Zhao Xiaodan's second form, it turned out to be a little shota with amazing talent in cultivation. Wang Xu thought that the first form couldn't be an ordinary person.

Zhao Xiaodan followed Wang Xu's words, released his second form, and returned to his little Luoli appearance.

Wang Xu put his hand on top of her head and thought carefully for a moment, the look on his face became strange.

In his normal form, Zhao Xiaodan's qualifications are not ordinary. To be more precise, he is extremely scumbag, like a super useless person in a novel.

The meridians are blocked, the Dantian is narrow, the aura is dim, and the bones are loose. Let alone practice, she can't even do any heavy and tiring work.

"There are two sides of the same body, one is a super genius, the other is a super waste, just like the two ends of yin and yang. I really don't know how your Zhongqian world called Biyahai gave birth to a weirdo like you."

Wang Xu sighed for a while. Logically speaking, the more advanced the world, the higher the talent of the monks born, because this is determined by the upper limit of the world.

The world of Biyahai is just one of a thousand worlds. According to common sense, if someone can emerge with the qualifications to become a seventh-level monk, he should burn high incense.

But Zhao Xiaodan’s situation cannot be treated with common sense.

Her talent is as strong as that of the protagonist in the original world. Even though the transformation can only last for twelve hours and she cannot be considered a complete protagonist, she is at least half as good as the protagonist.

What a weirdo, what a weirdo.

What is this, a golden phoenix flying out of the chicken coop?

Wang Xu touched the apostle ring and hesitated whether to brand Zhao Xiaodan.

After thinking for a moment, he gave up, not because he couldn't bear it, but because Zhao Xiaodan's situation was different from Chen Yi's.

Chen Yi is his enemy. Without being branded with the apostle ring, he will not work for him at all.

Zhao Xiaodan is different, she is a homeless, unborn genius who lives in dust.

Like Zhu Yan, Leng Han, Xu Bolin and others, she can conquer without the apostle ring, so there is no need to waste the apostle ring quota.

After all, the number of apostle rings is limited. Instead of using it on Zhao Xiaodan, who can be conquered directly, it is better to keep it for your enemies.

"I can take you away, but you have to pay a price!"

Wang Xu's mind changed and he looked into Zhao Xiaodan's eyes.

Zhao Xiaodan's face was slightly red. He was obviously a petite and cute little luoli, but he had a pair of extremely mismatched rabbits.

Whenever I feel shy or lower my head, my head will be buried in the rabbit.

He is obviously only thirteen years old, but he has the face of a primary school student and the body of a college student. How can he be so well-nourished?

"Don't think wrongly. I think you are a malleable talent. The price you have to pay is loyalty. From now on, you can stay with me and be a maid who brings tea and water. Is there any problem?"

Zhao Xiaodan was stunned for a moment. She was born in the ancient world, and girls mature earlier than boys. She knew almost everything she should know and what she shouldn't know.

When she heard Wang Xu's words, she thought the price she had to pay was her body.

But I didn’t expect that Zi Feiyu was a fish. You can’t imagine the happiness of a fish.

"Is there a problem?" Wang Xu emphasized again.

"without"

Zhao Xiaodan came back to his senses and shook his head like a rattle.

For a moment, the waves surged again. When Wang Xu looked at him, his little face turned red.

"I am a person with clear grudges. You were bought by Father Lu. When I accept you as a maid, I will ask for his opinion. Don't worry, Father Lu will not refuse. His stupid son has been stupid for so many years.

, he dreamed of curing his son, and this matter is a piece of cake for me." Wang Xu nodded to Zhao Xiaodan and said: "Follow me."

Taking Zhao Xiaodan, Wang Xu came to Father Lu's house.

Father Lu's house is just a house like a farmyard. There is only the simplest protective circle in the yard, and nothing else.

Wang Xu was not surprised when he saw it. After all, with Father Lu's cultivation level, he couldn't live in a very good place.

"Lu Shan, come out and see me!"

Arriving at the door of Lushan's house, Wang Xu's voice turned into a thin line, passing through the obstacles of the magic circle and going straight into the courtyard.

Lu Shan, also known as Father Lu, was meditating in the room at this time. When he heard Wang Xu's words, he was surprised at first, but after a while he was overjoyed.

Deng Deng Deng

When Lu Shan ran out, he didn't even bother to put on his shoes.

When he saw Wang Xu outside, he paid homage directly and said, "Xiao Xiulu Shan, I have seen a real person."

"Um."

Wang Xu nodded slightly, and then said: "Zhao Xiaodan is the child-in-law you bought. I will accept her as my maid now, and I am here to beg for favors from you."

"this"

When Lu Shan heard that Wang Xu was going to take Zhao Xiaodan away, a trace of reluctance flashed across his face, but he quickly suppressed the expression, as if he was afraid that Wang Xu would see something.

When Wang Xu saw this, he did not criticize it and said to himself: "I will not take advantage of you. I can cure your son's disease. As long as you nod your head, I can guarantee that your son will recover."

"Really?" Lu Shan was overjoyed. For a moment, he stopped talking about Zhao Xiaodan and even forgot about his superiority and inferiority.

Wang Xu didn't care about this and just nodded in affirmation.

As far as he knew, Lu Shan's son was injured in a fight with others and his soul was injured, and he became confused and confused from then on.

Before Lu Shan's son was injured, he was only a fifth-level monk, and the person he was fighting with was also a fifth-level monk.

Wang Xu was arrogant that a requiem pill from Yuxu Palace could solve the soul injury of Lu Shan's son, and the two of them would be enough to offset the cause and effect of taking away Zhao Xiaodan.

Of course, from a high level, Zhao Xiaodan's value cannot be exchanged for even a Nine-turn Golden Pill, let alone a Requiem Pill.

But from the current point of view, the algorithm cannot calculate like this.

Whether Zhao Xiaodan is valuable or not depends on who holds it.

In Lushan's hands, Zhao Xiaodan was worthless, that is, the value of being a son-in-law to a fool.

It's different in Wang Xu's hands. He plans to cultivate a right-hand assistant by his side. Zhao Xiaodan can solve some small problems.

In the future, Zhao Xiaodan will be at least an eighth-level monk, and his cultivation achievements will be immeasurable.

"Are you willing?"

"Wish, wish"

Lu Shan nodded as if he were pounding garlic, and was about to kowtow to Wang Xu.

Wang Xu waved his hand, and a large vermilion pill shot up into the air, spun around Lu Shan's head and landed on his hand.

"This is a requiem pill. It has the effect of repairing the soul, reassuring the soul and nourishing the life. It is a seventh-level elixir. Take it and give it to your son."

After Wang Xu said this, he took Zhao Xiaodan and left through the air, not caring about Lu Shan's reaction.

In the same place, Lu Shan opened his mouth, looking at Dun Guang but said nothing.

Dragons do not live with snakes. The world of the great monk is too far away from him. He thinks too much and it is tiring. He cannot have thoughts that he should not have.

"Why"

Lu Shan sighed and walked towards the courtyard with the elixir.

No matter what, his son was saved.


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