Prologue
A long time ago, I felt that if I practiced hard, I would be able to move the sky, fight through the starry sky, devour the desolation, and live forever. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
It wasn't until the senior brother next door experienced divorce and family removal within a month that he worked hard to become the elite of a generation of elites, and I knew that this routine was not suitable for me.
Both civil and military, martial arts are not done, the communication is the head line.
When I held back a poem about a group of geese on the ground for three days, I knew that Chrysostom was full of lotus flowers, and every word hooked the vision of heaven and earth, and I knew the ancient and modern powers word by word.
I'm not convinced, why am I so incompetent? I stood on the top of the high mountain, blowing the fierce wind, and in the crowd of many brothers and sisters, I shouted that my life is up to me.
"Uncle Shi, don't fight, if you beat me again, I'll sue my master!" In the face of the uncle who is eyeing him, I have to say that I have no ambition.
"Shame on you! Shame on you! The milky uncle covered his face and said.
The appearance of my five-year-old uncle made me have to give up this idea, sigh slowly, and never mention it again.
After many years, when I grew from a baby who was about the same age as my uncle to a teenager in Yushu Linfeng, there were still brothers who made fun of me so much, in the face of such a hook on my childhood memories, in the face of such a kind brother who watched me grow up, I smiled kindly and said softly.
"Senior Brother Wan, when you were laughing at me, the scene of you using the Five Elements Concealment Technique to sneak into Senior Sister Li's boudoir and smell someone's rouge box half a month ago has been clearly recorded by the Xuanguang Technique I used at that time, and now it has been passed to Senior Sister Li's jade slip, and I hope Senior Brother Wan will cherish it."
"Boss Ya! Release the junior brother! Raise your hand. With a beard full of stubble, Senior Brother Wan, who was twenty-eight years old, wailed and said.
"Lie to you, I haven't cultivated the Xuanguang Technique yet, how can I save the image for half a month." Shi Xia Ya smiled proudly.
When Senior Brother Wan heard this, he patted his chest full of chest hair, and then looked at Shi Xiaya with an unkind face, and said viciously.
"Release the junior brother! Your poem of 'a flock of geese on the ground' is especially memorable for my brother. ”
"But Senior Sister Bai's cultivation is home, she was with me at the time." Shi Xia Ya buttoned his nose and said.
"Big brother! Mr. Ya! ”
"Just kidding, Senior Sister Bai is such a busy person, how can she be idle and have nothing to do with me."
"When I was a child, my junior brother said that he wanted to move the sky or something, but he was still full of ambition."
"But Senior Sister Bai had something to do with Senior Sister Li that day, and I forgot where Senior Sister Li's room was, so I took her there."
"Release the little brother, who is with whom of our brothers, you must have lied to me, right?" Senior Brother Wan shrugged his head and said weakly.
Shi Xiaya nodded and said calmly: "Yes, I lied to you." ”
Just when Senior Brother Wan was about to reveal Xia Ya's secondary two childhood, Shi Xia Ya stood without a trace of fireworks and said slowly.
"But Senior Sister Li has been standing behind you for a long time, I have seen Senior Sister Li, and I see that you still have something to talk about with Senior Brother Wan, so I will help Senior Brother Wan ask for leave in the morning class today."
Senior Sister Li, who was dressed in blue, smiled, nodded, and Shi Xia Ya no longer paid attention to Senior Brother Wan, who was weathered in place, and turned away.
With the violent spiritual power fluctuations that erupted behind him, as well as the voice begging for mercy, Shi Xia Ya smiled proudly and slowly walked away.
Expose my old bottom and force me to sell things at a discount? You're still very good, Senior Brother Wan.
Wanfamen, one of the ten major sects in the cultivation world today, is called the wisdom of walking Wanfamen, because Wanfamen disciples play spells, compared to those sword cultivation, body cultivation, Wanfamen is proficient in spells, proficient in ancient books, proficient in all kinds of anecdotes.
Of course, the wisdom of walking, this title is Wanfamen himself walking out, and others describe Wanfamen in this way.
Fort......
Yes, as soon as there is a fight, he throws a bunch of spells on people's faces, adhering to the belief that big is good and more is beautiful, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect are a mobile fort, and the number of spells cultivated is beyond people's imagination.
Shi Xia Ya, surnamed Shi Xia, named Ya, the inner disciple of the Ten Thousand Methods, the spells are not outstanding in the Ten Thousand Methods, and the speed of cultivation is also smooth and steady, but in the twelve years since he entered the Ten Thousand Methods, he has already made a great reputation.
Relying on his unique skills, he was called by the inner disciples of the same generation as the master of alchemy refining and beast breeding, and saved the boss of the difficult life.
However, according to the consistent tradition of the Ten Thousand Methods, this is the title that Shi Xiaya himself spreads, and the inner disciples of the same generation call him so.
Cramps and peel the skin of the goose over plucking, the sky is three feet high, and the black heart is ......
Regarding this title, Shi Xiaya said that this is nonsense.
On the way to the morning class, Shi Xiaya pursed his lips, making the inner disciples on the side think that this black-hearted Ya had some bad idea again, and left in a hurry.
They misunderstood, Shi Xia Ya didn't think about them, he was arguing with a voice in his head, and the quarrel was inextricable.
"System, do you believe it or not, find a crooked neck tree and hang yourself, a broken folding fan, just an iron bone, your special mother sells it for 2,000 taels? You want to kill me, don't you? Shi Xia Ya scolded in his mind.
"Host, please call me a dream elf, or affectionately call me Little Mengmeng, little Lingling or something." The voice in his head said.
"Okay system, no problem system, now explain to me why this broken fan sells for 2000 taels? A full 200 spirit stones, just an iron-boned fan, you are darker than me? Do you know how long it takes me to earn 200 spirit stones? Selling a Buddha jumping over the wall is only 20 spirit stones, I can make five in one day, buy a folding fan from you for 500 taels, sell it to that group of stupid children for only 100 spirit stones, and limit the purchase of one in ten days, why are you selling it so expensive! "Shi Xia Ya is angry.
“……“
"Don't talk nonsense, trade in the old for the new, I'll give you the old folding fan, there are still 2 points left in the durability, it's still usable, 500 taels of silver to buy, 200 taels for you, I'll tighten the belt, make up 1800 taels, and buy your broken fan."
"Broken folding fans, recycled worth five taels." The magnetic female voice of the Dream Elf becomes rigid.
"Don't take this broken voice and say, five taels is five taels, damn this is a good thing that has been with me for ten years, full of history and feelings, five taels will vomit blood for you, by the way, let me ask again, do you really not recycle the good things in the cultivation realm?"
"Recycle proportionally based on value." The voice of the Dream Elf became magnetic again.
"I have a pair of underwear that I have worn for five years, don't worry, wash it every day, it's very clean, you can't take it."
"Get out!" The Dream Elf scolded.
Shi Xia Ya had a few more words with the dream elf, and walked to the courtyard of the morning class, the morning class was already almost a stick of incense at this time, and Shi Xia Ya couldn't ask Senior Brother Wan for leave, but then again, Shi Xia Ya's top priority now is how to avoid letting the old master who gave the lecture not notice that he was late, even if he was late, even if he didn't have class today.
After pondering for a while, Shi Xia Ya finally waited for the old master to write and draw on the blackboard, Shi Xia Ya smiled indifferently, walked backwards from the courtyard entrance, and walked into the courtyard, and then the old master noticed the footsteps, and turned around.
Shi Xiaya's proper posture of bending over and walking quietly to run out of the yard, the old master coughed and scolded.
"Go back and sit! Don't want to skip class! ”
Shi Xia Ya turned around, shrugged helplessly, and sat down in an empty seat.
The old master lectures slowly, and what he talks about is not the way of magic, but the way of a gentleman, which is commonly known as the ideological character, this thing is still a compulsory course for disciples of Wanfa Sect, in fact, according to Shi Xiaya's temper, he has long thought about skipping class, but he still can't move to take classes here every day.
After an hour, the old master finally finished speaking, coughed all his life and said.
"Class."
Many students stood up in unison and said together.
"Congratulations to the Master~~~"
When the old master left, a group of people became active, and Shi Xiaya also smiled happily, and the people who knew him well on the side of the laughter shuddered, thinking if Hei Xinya had any bad ideas?
Shi Xia Ya didn't have time to care about them, the voice of the dream elf sounded in his head, and he felt that this voice was no longer the black-hearted voice of an hour ago that was more profiteer than himself.
"Complete the morning class task, get 20 points of experience, congratulations to the host experience point to reach 5160/5160, you can upgrade, may I ask if the host is upgraded?"
"Upgrade." Shi Xia Ya thought silently in his heart.
Inside Shi Xiaya's body, a burst of golden light flowed, and then disappeared into invisibility, and Shi Xia Ya felt a comfortable pleasure as if he was about to ascend to the sky.
"Congratulations to the host for reaching level 10."