Last time we talked about Sun Wukong defeating the White Bone Demon three times and then going through five levels and killing six generals. Then he met a Wei general named Zhang San, who came up with a set of skills and took him away. Whoops! Zhang San’s current idea is to get the key.
historical moment.
Okay! Zhang San doesn’t want to travel through time, he just wants to tell me a little secret. This person is probably the kind of person who tells him a secret and Uncle Zhang ten miles away knows about it the next day.
"It's because the additional attribute 'Divine Thunder' played by Qiu Qianchi can strengthen the body and expand the meridians, so everyone gives in to her and deliberately mocks her. Didn't you see, even though we are always being used by Qiu Qianchi with thunder?
But no one was really angry. It's not because she is a woman. "Shen Lei, what kind of ghost gave this name.
Zhang San, you are a bit player, you actually know so much, you can see the essence through the phenomenon, and tell the stakes in one sentence. I have to admire the profession of bit player, sometimes the professional level is more professional than that of professional actors.
"Me? Shit, it can still be like this. Wouldn't it be great? I feel like Aunt Qiu is also very happy when she is struck by lightning. And she seems to know that you like to be struck by lightning."
I felt excited at first, and then I was deeply speechless by their actions. What kind of insight is missing! If you have to practice by being struck by lightning, can you really cultivate a great god? Don’t change everything in the future.
It would be better to become a masochist.
Also, I want to strongly appeal to my superiors. This is not like being in jail! It is such a privilege. I can practice in a field that can quickly recover from internal injuries without being disturbed.
It’s not that it’s going to skyrocket. No wonder these people are so happy in jail.
I secretly asked Zhang San: "How much your skill has increased after being struck by lightning for so long! I have increased it."
Zhang San thought for a while, pondered for a long time, then smiled awkwardly at me and said: "..."
Damn it, I've been speechless after waiting for you for a long time! Hasn't it grown? I looked at him with contempt.
Zhang San was embarrassed by my look, and then said: "Well, this prison field will suppress cultivation. I have been stuck at one million years of skill. I have been beaten for decades, and my skill has not improved at all. But
I feel that my sense of thunder and lightning is getting stronger and stronger, which should be an improvement! Maybe I can open the lightning field when I go out in the future."
"Oh, that is to say, you have been struck by lightning for thirty years in vain. Brother, you are so strong!" I rolled my eyes. How could I meet such a weirdo? What if I was struck by lightning?
For thirty years, he has been self-taught for a long time, studied hard, and independently developed the ultimate lightning magic - Five Thunder Strikes.
Because Mao is struck by five thunders again, can there be a name with a magical flavor, such as thunder and lightning, or a great prophetic thunder and lightning forbidden spell.
Zhang San and I wanted to continue to understand the two sides in depth and lay a solid foundation for the future, but we were immediately kicked by a third party. This made me stand on two different boats and my center of gravity was not stable!
"Haha... If you have experienced mountains of swords, seas of fire, ice and purgatory, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and spiritual punishment, you will not feel happy. What you fear most is to be exiled from the ancient world." What the hell is this? The preface and the follower are completely inconsistent.
It has nothing to do with what we are talking about!
The shameless uncle next door who had a hot fight with Aunt Qiu fucked me and Zhang San. He was fucked again by Aunt Qiu until he vomited blood. At this time, he recovered a little strength and did not dare to go back to fuck Aunt Qiu. He ran away from me and Zhang San.
Here came Duili Nacai, and his words had the flavor of the Ten Tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
But soon, the shameless uncle's eyes became indifferent, and he said: "It won't be long before you feel that this boring practice is boring. If it weren't for the purpose of going to the Holy Land for pilgrimage in the future, I would break this realm in minutes."
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Another cowhide king is born, let me tell you! Why do you, a stingy uncle like you who can't even do Aunt Qiu, tear down the realm? This is the power of the emperor.
Zhang San and I looked at him speechlessly, with disbelief on our faces.
The shameless uncle immediately became anxious and said: "I am an emperor."
You can be arrested if you are the emperor. It seems that the ancient patrol envoys do not have the ability to defeat an emperor!
Zhang San: "Tch, you can't even beat me."
I hit the target with a smile: "Shameless uncle, open up a field for me to take a look at!"
"You guys! Call me Wu Zhi." Gongsun Wuxie was helpless, and then he seemed to want to open a field for the two of us to have a look, but after holding it in front of us for a long time, he finally let out a loud fart, which made a group of people around us immediately change.
a place.
"Shameless you bastard, how about you fart next time?" This was said by someone who was the enemy of the uncle. He flew to the edge of the cloud with a look of disgust.
"Every time I fart, it's so loud and smelly. This fart has depth and thickness." A quick-moving brother instantly occupied the highland tower and climbed onto the hilt of the giant sword.
"Shameless brother, your magic fart skills have improved a lot! Congratulations! Haha..." A certain old guy looked very optimistic about his younger generation, and walked away from the uncle more than ten feet seriously, with such calmness.
He Shenwen must have been a big boss before he came in, and he was accompanied by several younger brothers. I guess he was a subordinate who developed in this prison.
"Qiu Qianchi, can you be gentler? I've been beaten so hard by you again that I'm so pissed off." A certain guy who was dozing off had just been woken up by a loud fart, and then he fell asleep again with his head covered. I listened next to him.
The two of them pointed at this guy.
"Look, this kid is hopeless. He sleeps all day long. He doesn't even choose to hit Lao Qiu when lightning strikes. He's hopeless."
"Nonsense, didn't you see his posture? It's clearly a set of Sleeping Arhat Fist. I think this skill is good and can be practiced while sleeping. It's not much worse than seclusion."
"It's obviously a god-level skill like Inception, but you insist on calling it Luohan Fist with fancy fists and embroidered legs." I thought you two were from Shilitun! With that kind of expression, you can just make nonsense of those two.
The goods were fooled.
Don't think that all people with high martial arts skills are knowledgeable. Some people have been practicing as a casual practitioner since they were young. They have practiced for millions of years and are still kings. There are also those guys who rise from nowhere and just don't understand anything at all.
These two guys are just that, they probably came in not long before me.
I secretly observed that the eldest brother who ascended from the Valoran continent only knew how to push towers and replenish troops, and had no idea about the overall concept of training. He said that he ascended accidentally after surpassing the rank of the strongest king.
Yes, but who believes it! Ordinary people like me can travel through time. I guess he must have traveled through time at the bronze dog level at most, otherwise how could he be so white.
At this time, the shameless uncle's fart had almost dissipated. I shrugged my nose and slowly squatted over. The uncle looked up at me and showed a simple and honest smile.
"puff!"
I immediately vomited blood. Really, don’t change your style of painting at every turn! It will really kill people. I want to hit the wall. If there is no wall, I will hit the sword.
Then I ran over and flicked the sword twice with my fingers. It felt very hard and I didn't want to hit it with my handsome face.
"Uncle, how long have you been here? What happened?" I returned to the honest uncle again.
"Grass, I will go up to the sky and go down to the earth, I will..."
"Stop it, I didn't say it." I hate it! Shameless uncle, what good things can you say about you? Your honest and honest image is revealed as soon as you speak.
"I feel that Aunt Qiu is different from us!" I had doubts in my heart and changed the topic.
"You're talking about that old witch Qiu Qianchi! Of course it's different. Why do you think she is so arrogant? Is it because she has a backer behind her?" Gongsun Wuzhi held back his mouth and looked disgusted.
Ouch! Let me go, Uncle Wu Zhi, you have been corrected by the author! Your backer is the author Supreme!
"Then he? He didn't make a mistake and was caught here." I pointed at Aunt Qiu, whose body was about to be annihilated by the colorful clouds in the distance. Seeing Gongsun Wuzhi nodding, I thought thoughtfully, and then said with a clear understanding:
"So the aunt is the jailer, wow! What an awesome aunt."
"Auntie, I'll go and play with you later." I waved my arms towards Aunt Qiu who had disappeared into the colorful clouds in the distance. She was so happy and excited! Like a monkey in spring.
"Fuck you, I don't have time to care about you." Aunt Qiu refused without any dignity. She was so impressive that she could even refuse others with such a good manners.
"Hey! I said, you are not attracted to that old witch Qiu Qianchi, are you?" Gongsun Wuzhi said, "I feel like I have discovered your secret."
Phew!
I spat three mouthfuls of old blood. Uncle, I finally understand why the brothers in prison call you shameless. Even Aunt Qiu is like that. You dare to even think about it and blame others. You are the one who likes Aunt Qiu.