Skipping classes has become Sun Dasheng's strength, and he no longer listens to those professional classes that are too professional, because Sun Dasheng can't understand them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Modern society has taken a completely different path of development from the agrarian society of the Tang Dynasty, where mortals have invented science, they have found new ways of power, they have not systematically studied the theoretical foundations, and they want to understand university knowledge - it is like a dream at all.

Sun Dasheng was once confused, he saw the ability of modern firearms, and all kinds of weapons were even more brain-opening, so the studious Sun Dasheng wanted to take advantage of the bear's paw and fish.

But now he came to his senses.

After all, my strength is my mana, and it is a waste of energy to sacrifice my longs to seek the shortcomings of others, so Sun Dasheng decided to devote more time to cultivation.

Back at the villa, Sun Dasheng closed all the doors, and then he went back to the bedroom. As soon as he sat down, Sun Dasheng habitually plucked his ears.

The golden hoop stick is still in the ear hole, this No. 1 artifact in the East China Sea has plundered countless souls, but at this time, Sun Dasheng's ability is almost gone, and he has no way to summon the golden hoop stick.

"Bang'er, Bang'er, do you hear me? Could it be that even you look down on me now? My grandson will one day be able to sacrifice you. ”

Sun Dasheng cursed secretly, then he scratched the back of his head, and with a flick of his hand, five golden cold hairs were thrown to the ground.

The five cold hairs did not fall down after they hit the ground, and the soft hair stood there like willow branches, and they were arranged in rows, as if waiting for Sun Dasheng's call.

"Change for me!"

Sun Dasheng snapped his fingers, and saw that the five cold hairs were spinning at the same time, and when they stopped, five identical puppies squatted there.

Unlike before, these five puppies shook their heads, and they kept sticking out their tongues at Sun Dasheng, looking very cute.

This is a leap, the hairs that Sun Dasheng sacrificed can finally become living creatures, although its movements are still dull, but its deceptive nature is far from being comparable to those dead things before.

Shaking his head with satisfaction, those hairs turned into golden light again, and they burrowed back into Sun Dasheng's hair, and Sun Dasheng began today's cultivation.

Sinking into the dantian and running Zhou Tian, Sun Dasheng's body gradually reflected golden light, and in Sun Dasheng's divine consciousness, he looked at his body as if he was looking at a flame of gold.

The surging power boiled inside the body, and the vast energy hit the body like a torrent. Every vein, every acupuncture point, the surging spiritual power impacted there, as if it was about to break out of the body.

The technique of fixing the spirit ball is really amazing, it not only makes the spiritual power more vast, it even makes the previous cultivation more refined, Sun Dasheng can be sure that his current strength has actually surpassed the time when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

But at the same time, the "big net" in the body is still holding the "position". It locks its cultivation firmly in the veins, so that it is like a child guarding a mountain of gold - he has thousands of riches, but he has no way to use them.

Sun Dasheng was not in a hurry.

This situation is no longer a day or two, after being pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain for more than 1,500 years, Sun Dasheng's heart has long become indifferent - he knows that he has no way to break through this locking spirit array for the time being, but he is also sure that no great array can lock him for a lifetime.

If you come to the old man, my grandson will come to you to settle accounts.

Spiritual power is still operating within the meridians, which is the basic cultivation mode of any exercise. Every time the spiritual power was running, it became more and more powerful - energy was brewing in Sun Dasheng's body like a volcano......

At dawn, the scene of the pilgrimage of a hundred birds appeared outside the villa again. The chirping of birds woke Sun Dasheng from his meditation, Sun Dasheng slowly opened his eyes, two golden lights burst out from his eyes, and with a "dang" sound, the copper ornaments hanging on the opposite wall were worn on the spot.

"It's comfortable!"

Sun Dasheng exhaled, he stretched out his arms and stretched his waist, and then Sun Dasheng habitually palmed down, and he slapped it on the bed.

In the past, Sun Dasheng would use this shot to get out of bed, but today there was a little accident.

Hearing a "pop", his palms slapped on the bed, and Sun Dasheng's cross-kneeled body slowly floated up.

"Ah, I can fly?"

Sun Dasheng looked down in surprise, and he noticed the bed that had left him, and the ceiling had been closed.

Just when this body was as light as a swallow, countless golden threads suddenly appeared in the body, and the golden threads were like a big net, and after it was reflected, it shrank inward, and the floating feeling disappeared immediately, and Sun Dasheng became heavy again and fell back to the bed.

Depend on!

Sun Dasheng scolded, then sighed and got out of bed. When he arrived downstairs, a wild dog kept barking at him, and Sun Dasheng couldn't help but feel bad:

It's really a phoenix in distress that is not as good as a chicken!

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But what if you put a crown on a chicken? It's going to be bigger than a phoenix!

Zhu Ganglie in the photo noodle shop is now in this state.

The master who hasn't met hasn't come back yet, and the senior brother he is most afraid of has left again, and now there is only one person in this noodle shop, although he has not learned any skills, but how can he also be an authentic Maoshan heir!

Immortals? Divine sticks?

"Hahahaha......" Zhu Ganglie couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it.

There was a robe hanging on the hanger in the back room, which Chen Xiaoyi kept for forks on weekdays, this Zhu Ganglie looked hot, and he was unceremonious, Zhu Ganglie took off the dress and wanted to put it on himself.

Who thinks that body type is not the same.

The height of Zhu Ganglie and Chen Xiaoyi is not far apart, but the weight is completely different, Zhu Ganglie's diameter is only twice that of Chen Xiaoyi, so Zhu Ganglie feels small when he wears that robe.

But there are some exceptions, and the exception is that the garment is a gown, which is already loose and much larger than ordinary clothes.

It took a while, and Zhu Ganglie finally put this robe on as a straitjacket.

Just as Zhu Ganglie was tossing here, he heard a knock on the door, and then a respectful voice came in:

"Is Pavilion Master Chen here? Is the owner of the Chen Pavilion here? ”

Zhu Ganglie was having a good time, but he was startled by this sound, he turned around suddenly, who thought that the action was big, he heard a "hiss", and his robe was stretched out by him.

asked again outside, and Zhu Ganglie had no choice but to walk out wearing this torn robe. When he arrived in the outer hall, he saw two people standing in the noodle shop. When the two of them saw Zhu Ganglie come out, they were overjoyed. The two of them gave a big gift at the same time, and they heard them shout:

"Owner, help!"

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