within the community.

It was a not too stuffy morning, Han Dong wore short-sleeved shorts, walked out of the unit door, and walked to the unit building opposite.

Between the two floors.

There were two property personnel in formal suits and leather shoes, squatting next to the two bricks, looking at each other and talking, their voices puzzled.

"How did the brick surface crack like this, it almost shattered. ”

"Probably a crack from a heavy object. You take a closer look at the crack center, which presents a rectangular area. ”

"Huh?"

"The same is true of the other brick surface, which looks a bit like a slipper shoe print. ”

They squatted next to them, they all felt a heavy depression, and they couldn't help but stand up and tidy up their formal clothes twice.

Odd.

It's weird.

They glanced at it, this brick-faced path, cars can't drive in, and there are no houses under construction recently, so what kind of heavy object can cause such a dense crack?

At first glance, it's a bit daunting.

"Let's go, go back and report to the leader. These two bricks are broken like this, and they must be replaced. One of the older men, lit a cigarette, and said leisurely.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong passed by as usual, but secretly said badly.

Last night, I finally encountered the ghost in the memory of my previous life, my killing intent fluctuated, and I was in a drenched mood, and I forgot to deal with the two cracked bricks.

In the future, you must not be reckless, be careful and cautious, it is always right.

Thereupon.

Han Dong squinted his eyes, walked to the opposite building, and sighed secretly: "If there is a next time, it will all be sloppy." ”

......

Ning Moli's house.

In the living room, his wrinkled old face with a faint smile leaned indifferently on the sofa and casually threw Han Dong a tattered backpack.

Even if Ning Moli was in a good mood, he didn't smile easily.

"You flip through it yourself. ”

"There's three parts in there. One is the liaison of the warrior world. Second, the core of the inheritance of the sect draws the mountain pile. Third, some techniques that are suitable for you. ”

said.

Ning Moli lit a cigarette, and the smoke was swirling, and he explained two sentences casually.

There are not only thousands of types of martial arts, but also similar techniques of different depths, which is equivalent to countless paths. If you are new to the world of martial arts, it is difficult to choose.

Of course.

Most warriors don't have a choice.

It is very lucky to get a technique by luck. How can you be qualified to have access to a wide variety of types of techniques, hundreds or even thousands, let alone too advanced techniques.

Han Dong is a different story.

There is a Ning Moli who is well versed in the three realms of martial arts as a master, and he has already chosen for him, and all of them are profound and esoteric techniques. Even for the Martial Sect, these techniques are rare.

In other words.

If you encounter an ordinary martial artist, the quality grade of the technique alone is the gap of crushing.

"A brand new technique. ”

While listening, Han Dong glanced at the five booklets in his backpack, which depicted five advanced techniques.

Each technique is more advanced than the technique of the Storm Fall.

After thinking about it, he didn't look at it carefully, and instead asked, "Master, how do you know what type of technique I am suitable for." ”

When he first chose a technique, Ning Moli just took out seven or eight simple techniques and chose them for himself.

The direction of the technique is extremely important.

If you choose a technique, you must practice it wholeheartedly. If you can reach the level of unity, you can basically use the same kind of techniques.

The next moment.

"Because you haven't been tortured yet. Ning Moli glanced at Han Dong and said lightly: "Your advantage is physical toughness, recovery, and flexibility. Since the body is far better than ordinary, it has to be paid attention to. ”

"Let's not talk about that, let's look at the stump first. ”

"This Gate Pile Gong is of unparalleled importance and significance, enough for you to practice to the Martial Sect, or even higher. ”

Between his words, there was a solemn meaning.

This painting stake is the core inheritance of the sect, and it cannot be given to non-disciples, because martial artists who are not talented enough cannot practice at all, but it has become a great burden.

As for the anode pile, it is just a glimmer of fireflies in front of the painted mountain pile.

Wushu pile gong aims to actively become stronger. A profound pile skill, the practice effect is much stronger than ordinary pile skills. Moreover, it is of great significance to draw mountain piles, and Ning Mo should be cautious from nature.

"I'll take a look first. ”

Han Dong also attached great importance to it and picked up the old book...... The edges of this shabby book are yellowed, apparently some years.

When his fingers touched the surface of the book, he was startled.

Wow!

A trace of the endless gray air flow contains it.

Fusing into this gray airflow, Han Dong felt that his physical fitness had become a little stronger, and asked casually, "Master, this book seems to be relatively old. ”

Hum.

Ning Moli snorted: "It was revised by the teacher himself thirty years ago. At the beginning, the disciples in the sect were all qualified to practice the painting stump of the sect. ”

Anyway.

He glanced at Han Dong and continued to speak: "You look through it quickly, be sure to remember it all in your head, and there must not be the slightest deviation." Otherwise, when you practice, it will also be the moment of your death. ”

Han Dong was startled and hurriedly looked through it seriously.

It is really surprising that practicing pile gong can also be life-threatening. But it also proves the unfathomable height of the painted mountain pile.

......

Little by little, time passed.

For about half an hour, relying on his increasingly acute thinking, Han Dong finally wrote down all the contents, like a picture pattern engraved in his mind, which was extremely clear and unforgettable.

"Alright. ”

Ning Moli stood up and reached out to take back the book: "You can't take the painted stump away." In addition, the stake should not be passed on to anyone else, no matter who it is. If you dare to spread the word, you have violated the capital crime regulations of the sect. ”

At that time, he will definitely take action in person and hunt down Han Dong.

Even if Han Dong is the hope of the sect's prosperity, there are still some things that cannot be violated.

Seeing those faint and indifferent eyes, Han Dong couldn't help but cough twice, feeling quite distressed...... As a disciple of Ning Moli, he always felt that his life was not very stable.

Maybe that's the price.

At least for now, the martial arts resources obtained are already expensive.

......

After a while.

Han Dong opened the five booklets of the recording technique and immersed himself carefully.

As the core inheritance of the sect, the bottom line of practice is martial arts. If you don't have the internal force of condensation in your body, you can't practice at all.

He'd just tried that.

As for the moment, Ning Moli was quietly leaning on the sofa and admonishing the five brand-new techniques: "These five techniques, you can choose by yourself." At least two books should be practiced, and strive to have one technique to reach the realm of enlightenment. ”

Only by being very proficient in this technique can you have a chance to reach the level of enlightenment.

Han Dong couldn't help but be embarrassed and shook his head: "Master, you think too highly of me. ”

Ning Moli frowned and re-lit a cigarette.

The smoke rose, and the cold eyes flashed with doubt...... He didn't understand why his apprentice had no confidence in himself even though he had reached the world.

This is not the mindset that a world builder should have.

As a world-beater, you can either overlook everything proudly or accommodate everything peacefully, which is unparalleled confidence.

He didn't know, and neither did Han Dong.

Due to the enhancement factor of the gray air current, Han Dong has always believed that he is poorly talented, and without the gray air current, he is destined to be just an ordinary person.

Sizzle.

Ning Moli took a puff of cigarette, leaned forward, and stared at Han Dong: "I don't know as a teacher, why are you not very confident in your talents, is it because of your so-called secret?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

"It is my responsibility to tell you that you have extraordinary talents in the field of art. It is very possible for a product to reach the realm of gods. ”

Han Dong was stunned and raised his gaze.

When the gray air flow appeared, he always regarded the gray air flow as his greatest reliance, and never thought about his martial arts training talent, whether it was excellent or not.

But.

How does the master decide?

He hesitated a little, but Ning Moli said coldly: "Do you think that it is normal for you to practice the technique of Torrential Rain Fall at the second grade and reach the level of proficiency?"

"Isn't it normal?" Han Dong was stunned.

"Nonsense, of course not normal. Otherwise, the minimum limit of the martial arts world is not the first grade, but the second grade that can be used everywhere. Ning Moli pouted.

Belch!

Turns out I'm not normal!

Han Dong subconsciously felt joy, and understood that his martial arts talent was actually better, and he lowered his head to look at the five brand-new techniques.

The first door, unleashing, belongs to the defensive category.

The second gate, the flying stream of three thousand, belongs to the category of continuous attack.

The third gate, daytime mountaineering, belongs to the category of dexterous body method.

The fourth gate, burning mountains and forests, belongs to the category of continuous assault.

The fifth gate, the southern expedition of thousands of miles, belongs to the category of instant explosion.

"Daytime climbing?"

"The name of this art is quite meaningful. Han Dong flipped through the booklet casually, and when he saw the second page in one breath, he felt deprived of spirit and difficult to maintain.

And these five techniques all have seven pages.

Although only the second page can be seen at the moment, the meaning of the second page of these techniques is equivalent to the third or even the fourth page of the storm. If the mind is weak, it can't bear it at all.

"Hmm. ”

"Probably because of inspiration. ”

Han Dong secretly guessed that he had only increased by one grade, but the strength of his mind was far greater than before, and it must be the amplification effect brought by inspiration.

Ponder for a moment.

He put away the five booklets and looked at Shizun: "I have to go back and think about these techniques carefully." But I would like to ask how inspiration can be enhanced. ”

Inspiration is extremely important.

If it weren't for the inspiration, I am afraid that it would have been until the ghost climbed up the window last night to feel the ghost attacking.

"As I told you last time, inspiration can only be sharpened between life and death. It is a perceptual ability outside the three realms of martial arts, and it is difficult to practice systematically. Ning Moli said lightly.

"Oh. Han Dong nodded.

"Good apprentice, I look at you, it seems that I want to sharpen my inspiration. Ning Moli sat up suddenly, his wrinkled old face showing a compassionate smile.

That's right.

That's right, it's this smile.

Whenever the master shows a compassionate smile, it will be no good thing, this is the first law of Ning Moli.

So Han Dongyi said righteously: "The apprentice is not in a hurry to sharpen. It is urgent to integrate qi, blood and strength, and strive to reach the martial artist as soon as possible and officially become a disciple of the sect. And...... I also have to practice new techniques. ”

Hearing this, Ning Moli nodded.

His wrinkled old face showed a thoughtful look, as if he was thinking carefully, and then said quietly: "But for the sake of you, the teacher has already taken over a clearing task for you." ”

"What can I do? ”

"I can't cancel that mission, I have to leave tomorrow. ”

Anyway.

Ning Moli sighed, as if helpless.

Han Dong wanted to cry without tears, and his face froze.

Pretend! You just keep pretending! Could it be that the tiger can turn into a kitten with makeup?

"But in less than two weeks, I have to go to Jiangnan Academy. He made a small attempt to push back.

Alas.

Ning Moli sighed heavily, his face becoming more and more compassionate: "Good apprentice...... Are you going to refuse the kindness of your teacher? ”