Wang Jian said it very casually, but those eyes were very sharp and had a strong majesty, which made Hong Sicong and Mao Yao's hearts twitch and feel even more pressured.
There was nothing he could do about it. He had just finished practicing, and his strength reached a terrifying level of sixteen tons.
The blood is boiling, and the momentum in the body cannot be suppressed.
Fortunately, after a while, the momentum weakened.
This is not only controlled by Wang Jian, but also suppressed by the gravity bracelet.
While practicing, his gravity bracelet was always on, even more exaggerated than usual.
After he broke through the Tongxuan Realm, ten times the gravity was no longer difficult to bear, but he usually used five times more to temper his body.
The greater the gravity, the better the effect.
He doesn't want to pursue the limit, so he usually controls it at twelve times. With such a large gravity, the area where he practices has been filled with rocks, otherwise there would be no way for anyone to stand.
Normal walking will not affect you even if you come to soft soil. This is because Qinggong can reduce the weight under your feet.
However, practicing requires full concentration and cannot adapt well to the environment, so you must be prepared.
Otherwise, where can’t we practice, and it has to be not far from the swimming pool?
"You are really strong!"
Hong Sicong sighed, but the cat demon next to him looked at Wang Jian with some secret hatred.
But she didn't dare to show off too much. Whenever Wang Jian looked at her, she immediately looked away.
She suffered a big loss, and she still remembers it vividly.
She is not a good-for-nothing like Bai Xianchu. Once she had such contact, she wished she could go further.
He is not the silly and cute cat like Maomao, but because he has come to the human world a long time ago, his thoughts are very mature.
I was indeed angry at being taken advantage of, but I had no favorable impression of Wang Jian, just disgust.
After all, the heart belongs to the same person, and the thoughts are naturally different.
"Thank you for the compliment. With regular training, anyone can have such strength."
Wang Jian's words are purely deception. It's chicken soup. He doesn't want to offend others too much.
Wang Jian still likes Hong Sicong quite a lot. Of course, he is straight and has no special thoughts or hobbies in that regard. It is just a matter of appreciation and I think this character is very interesting and interesting.
This is also the arrangement of the movie. Since it is a comedy, it is naturally very popular with the audience.
Naturally, Hong Sicong would not believe it, knowing that this was his modesty.
"Wang Jian, it is unwise for you to have a conflict with the Demon Management Bureau."
"Why do you say that? Is your Demon Management Bureau very powerful?"
Hong Sicong glanced at the cat demon next to him. The cat demon obviously understood what he meant, turned around and left.
"It seems that you have something to tell me?"
Hong Sicong nodded: "Let's sit down and talk. It feels very formal to talk like this."
"Okay, please come this way."
The goblins had returned to the living room at this moment, and Sheng Yayu and Bai Xianchu were waiting for them.
I saw two people talking through the glass, so I didn't come to disturb them.
Sitting on beach chairs next to the swimming pool, Wang Jian took out a piece of juice out of nowhere and poured a glass for the other party.
Hong Sicong sat up straight: "What are you doing?"
"The legendary magical power of the universe in the sleeve, but I can't learn it well enough. I can't take people, I can only release some dead objects."
Hong Sicong was trembling all over at this moment: "This, is this the Qiankun in the Sleeve, the one from Zhen Yuanzi?"
"Yes."
"But, aren't these legends?"
Wang Jian shrugged: "It is indeed a legend, but who knows if it is true?"
"But our demon world has a recorded history of more than 60 million years, how could it be possible that there is no news at all?"
Hong Sicong firmly refused to believe it, but there was nothing he could do about it. What Wang Jian just took out was enough to explain everything.
Especially when he took a sip of the juice, the taste was right and absolutely real.
But the more this happens, the greater the shock to him.
Wang Jian shrugged: "Who knows, maybe it was transmitted from an alien planet."
After dozens of worlds, his acting skills are very good and he can tell lies easily.
Just fool around, it's not a big deal anyway.
It's a good thing to have supernatural powers. Anyway, he is very powerful, and if he is interested, he will already covet him.
If we talk about some treasures, such as storage rings, there is no guarantee that those people will be even crazier.
So it's still good, although it seems that everyone can practice it. But in fact, how come there is only one like this for many years, it is enough to show that the possibility is very low, not even slim.
This can ensure to the greatest extent that even if Hong Sicong leaks information about him, it will not be wiped out by someone throwing mushrooms.
He has a good impression of Hong Sicong, but his understanding of him is only from movies, and there is no guarantee in this real world.
As for not leaking the storage capacity, it can save you trouble, but since you are at home, you don't think so much, just do whatever is comfortable.
It would be boring if we had to hide everything at home.
"It's really amazing. Can ordinary people or fairies practice it?"
Although Hong Sicong didn't believe it, since Wang Jian said so, he should take it as such.
He is also curious and even more passionate. With such ability, it must be fun.
Wang Jian shook his head: "It's useless. It has been passed down for so long, and I am the only one who can succeed. Just like Qi Practitioners, you only treat it as a legend because there are very few people who know it. Even if it is popularized by everyone
It’s all useless, and those who can actually practice it are very rare. And the proportion of the world within one’s sleeves is even lower.”
Hong Sicong believes this, there is no way, Wang Jian has verified it himself. As for magic, he is simply treating him as a fool.
But he still agreed with Wang Jian's statement.
If anyone could really learn from him, he wouldn't be the only one who has seen Wang Jian until now, and there are no rumors about anyone else.
"By the way, what did you want to tell me just now?"
After hearing this, Hong Sicong quickly regained his composure. Compared with standing up, what he wanted to say was obviously more important: "Xiaobai is staying at your place these days, thank you for taking care of me."
"It's okay, Bai Xianchu is very beautiful, and she is exactly the same as Ya Yu. I am pursuing her, so it is appropriate to take care of her, and I am also happy."
These words made Hong Sicong's pupils shrink, and he looked at Wang Jian with an obviously wary look.
His mind turned around and he realized that it was no wonder that Jia Bingbing said that Xiaobai was detained. Maybe it was a disguised reminder.
He was in an extremely unhappy mood and felt that the person in front of him suddenly became disgusted: "Xiaobai is a demon and you are a human. Demons and humans cannot come into contact. Otherwise, if you violate the laws of the Demon Management Bureau, you will be wanted and arrested by the Demon Management Bureau."
Hunt.”
Wang Jian shrugged, with a relaxed look on his face: "Come on then. Frankly speaking, I'm very curious whether the Demon Management Bureau has that ability."
Seeing him like this, Hong Sicong felt even worse. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't get carried away. Just because you are capable, it doesn't mean you can ignore everything."
"you say."
"Both Sheng Yayu and Xiaobai are wanted. They are very dangerous. Yun Zhonghe even plans to summon the army from the demon world to hunt them down."
