Modern society is full of all kinds of biographies, success studies and other spiritual chicken soup stories, as if a person, no matter what family background or talent, as long as he can work hard according to the knowledge taught in the book, and find experience from the growth and family history of successful people, he will eventually be able to go to the other side of his dream (dreams are different from success).

In fact, most of these stories are a misguided guide, delicately packaged. The story hides too much about the so-called success and the conditions for the realization of the so-called dreams, and the story is not so detailed.

For example, most people in the world know that Bill Gates is rich, and they have heard that the richest man in the world made his fortune by cooperating with IBM, but few people know that Gates's mother is a director of IBM, and she facilitated her son's first business. Many people know that Li Ka-shing, the richest man in China, is the first pot of gold earned by plastic flowers, but few people have financial support from his uncle, who is his uncle's son-in-law. Another example is that she is now in the limelight, with the Chinese culture education crazy to absorb tens of billions of dollars, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger young entrepreneur Ye Liuyun, about her stories, albums, you can see everywhere you go, many people know that she has excellent grades since childhood, is the top student in the college entrance examination, and is a natural talent, but a few people know that her best friend Tang Xiaoqi is the owner of the mysterious Tang family and the daughter of Tang Sanye in Linhai. And her biggest investor, Ms. Song Huining, has an unknown secret with her.

Yes, people only focus on finding shortcuts to success, believing that hard work can make up for their shortcomings, but they rarely know the stories behind these successful people.

Of course, there are shortcuts to success, finding the right way, grasping the right time, and meeting the noble person who is destined are all shortcuts to success.

Diligence can really make up for it. But I have to admit that no matter how diligent a person is, it is difficult to break through the limitations of talent. The same is learning, a gifted person learns an hour more efficiently than an ungifted person learns a day, and a person without talent cannot compare with a talented person under the same conditions, even if he is diligent.

Just like Fang Wuxie, his ability to comprehend martial arts moves is too talented, and he only needs to read the moves used by others to memorize them. If you look at it twice, you can figure out the subtleties. If you look at it a few times, it is even better than the original one. For a martial arts wizard like him, who can compare?

Similarly, in terms of figuring out people's hearts and then acting and acting, Yang Hao, who was born in the Yaochi Holy Land, is very talented, and this talent is even more important in the closed and simple space of the Yaochi Holy Land.

The Holy Land of Yaochi is isolated from the world, although there are also intrigues, but after all, the place is too small and there are too few people to compare with the outside world. As an indigenous resident of the Yaochi Holy Land, Yang Hao has never been trained in books, television, etc., but he is very good at understanding people's hearts and acting.

Before Fang Wuxian entered the Yaochi Holy Land, Yang Hao was able to use these talents to curry favor with powerful people and find some small errands in the Crystal Palace. A few days ago, Fang Wuxian entered the Holy Land of Yaochi, and for the sake of his best friend Lu Shi, he used this talent to the extreme he could, and almost deceived Xiaoyaozi and Xuchen.

Later, Xuchen was killed by Fang Wuxie's thunderbolt, and Yang Hao became a closed disciple of Xiaoyaozi, and he has been summarizing his shortcomings.

I have a talent and can study with my heart. In just a few days, he had already surpassed everyone in the Yaochi Holy Land in terms of figuring out people's hearts, even Xiaoyaozi.

At this time, Yang Hao lined up all the senior brothers, knelt in front of Xiaoyaozi and said that he was willing to die for his master. That's how his talent exploded.

Of course, he considered that Xiaoyaozi might throw him into the portal and fall into a pulp. But after his consideration, the odds are very low, very low.

Yang Hao thinks: Xiaoyaozi is high and unspeakable in the Holy Land of Yaochi, but Xiaoyaozi is also lonely. Although Xiaoyaozi has so many apprentices, there is only one henchman, Xuchen. Now that the void dust is dead, there is no one under Xiaoyaozi's subordinates who can be used, there is no one who can talk to him, if he finds an object that can be cultivated, how can he easily kill it!

With such a judgment, Yang Hao said such a thing. He doesn't need Xiaoyaozi to be moved by his words, he just needs Xiaoyaozi to face him and know him, that's enough.

Yang Hao believes in his reasoning, and he also believes that there is absolutely nothing wrong with his performance. He even thought that Xiaoyaozi would groan to get him up, say words of encouragement, and look at him differently from then on.

But before everything happens, no one can completely judge the direction of things. Even a talented master like Yang Hao, who is figuring out people's hearts, can't.

Xiaoyaozi glanced at Yang Hao coldly, as if staring at a humble insect. didn't say a word, but reached out and grabbed Yang Hao's neck, and slowly walked to five meters in front of the portal.

From here to the portal, it is the best distance for Xiaoyaozi to exert his strength.

Yang Hao's body trembled a little, and at this point, he already knew that he had misjudged and gambled!

Xiaoyaozi is not lonely, he is just lonely. He is the lord of the high, everyone is an ant-like existence in his eyes, he is unique, of course lonely.

But loneliness is not the same as loneliness.

Xiaoyaozi is never lonely, he doesn't need someone to help him do things, he doesn't need someone to talk to him. All he wants is to do what he wants, just what he likes.

The heart of the person who speculates on the top is like gambling, if you win the bet, you will make a lot of money, and if you lose the bet, you will go bankrupt and your head will fall to the ground.

Yang Hao obviously lost the bet this time.

He heard a faint hum from the team in the distance, it must have been someone who laughed at him for not measuring his own strength, trying to charm Xiaoyaozi and ending up dead.

He saw Xiaoyaozi's joyless eyes, which was contempt for all life, such a person should not be judged from the aspect of human feelings, but should be grasped from the aspect of interests. It is not only about showing loyalty, but also about making ideas, and that is the right way.

It's a pity that everything is late.

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth curled slightly, he didn't know why, he was less and less afraid of death.

Xiaoyaozi grabbed Yang Hao's neck with one hand and grabbed Yang Hao's ankle with the other, the true qi was surging, and the long-haired gown moved without wind, and he was about to throw Yang Hao towards the portal.

"Click!" There was a sudden loud bang in the sky, as if the sky had cracked.

Everyone looked up, only to see a dazzling light appear in the blue sky, as if something rushed out of the void, and the surrounding white clouds seemed to be sucked by a giant, and gathered towards the bright light.

"Oh my God, is this kid Thor's illegitimate son!" Many people remembered the thunder tribulation when the senior brother wanted to kill Yang Hao last time, and at this time, they saw a vision again, and looked at Yang Hao one after another, and sure enough, they saw Yang Hao's slight smile again, which was almost exactly the same as the last time he was skinned by the senior brother.

Xiaoyaozi put down Yang Hao, looked up at the sky, and kept calculating with his hands behind his back, although he couldn't see the whole picture, he vaguely knew something.

The light in the sky was getting closer and closer, and everyone realized that this time it was not thunder and lightning, but a shining and sharp arrow. The clouds gathered around the arrow, and it didn't look like it was shot by a bow, so it looked like it was riding through the clouds. And looking at the direction of travel, nine times out of ten it is shot at the palm of the sect.

"Yang Hao, this kid must be protected by the gods, otherwise why was he rescued by lightning when he was about to die for the first time, and this time there was a sky-splitting arrow!"

What everyone thought in their hearts was probably the same, and even some people had already thought that if the Sect Leader was killed by this Heaven Splitting Arrow, then should everyone take Yang Hao as the new Sect Leader, so as to seek the protection of the gods.

Yang Hao, who was thrown to the ground by Xiaoyaozi, was of course different from what everyone thought. Since the last time he was in danger of dying in the square, he believed that it was Brother Fang and his brother Xiaoliu who had arrived in the immortal realm and sent down thunder and lightning to protect him. It's just that he thought that after so long, Brother Fang was still protecting him in the sky, and when he was about to experience death threats, he shot an arrow to save him.

Xiaoyaozi ignored everyone's thoughts. He just looked up at the arrow. With his cultivation, he was completely sure that the arrow was not aimed at him, but at the portal behind him. He was thinking about what the meaning of this flying arrow from outside the sky represented.

The arrow is getting closer and closer with the momentum of wind and thunder, and it is obviously an arrow, but it feels like the sky has fallen. Everyone was pressed by this general trend and it was difficult to raise their heads, some of their legs were already weak, and some people felt that their muscles and bones were about to be broken, and they fell to the ground with a pop.

Xiaoyaozi stood with his hands in his hands, and the huge snow leopard's legs trembled, but he did not leave his master, but lay at his feet. It thought it was an oracle from heaven, and it was just waiting to die. Unexpectedly, I heard a click in my ears, and the pressure on my body suddenly lightened, and when I looked up, there were still any arrows, and there was not even a single point of strange breath.

"What's going on?" The snow leopard was a little dazed.

Not only the snow leopard, but also the disciples and soldiers of Xiaoyaozi were even more at a loss. They all felt the power of the arrows, and after Xiaoyaozi was dead, they supported Yang Hao as the new head of the sect, but they didn't expect that the pressure was light, and Xiaoyaozi was still dancing in his long shirt and standing with his hands in his hands.

"Is it already dead, and a gust of wind will be gone?"

Some people think so in their hearts, and even want to get up immediately to help Yang Hao and get the merit of "Conglong". But immediately they didn't dare to have any more ideas, because Xiaoyaozi made a move.

Xiaoyaozi turned around and grabbed a person, who was grabbed by Xiaoyaozi more than ten meters away, and threw it to the door.

"Smack!"

It was as if a ripe habit had been shattered, and in the blink of an eye the man was reduced to a pile of pulp.

Everyone has been under the coercion of Xiaoyaozi for a long time, and they don't even dare to have the intention of resisting, and they all kneeled down, praying in their hearts that the next one would not choose themselves.

Xiaoyaozi didn't look at these people, in his eyes, these people were no different from the long swords he had tested before, he grabbed them at will, and he tried them all a hundred times, but none of them could pass through the portal at a speed.

"Do you want to subdivide the power again? Divide into a thousand portions! Xiaoyaozi glanced at everyone, although he didn't take human life seriously, but there were only these people under his hands, if he really killed them all, it would be a little inconvenient in the future.

The minced meat on both sides of the portal had already been piled up into a mountain, Yang Hao suppressed the fear in his heart, and said softly: "Master, the speed of that arrow just now is extremely fast, could it be that our speed is not fast enough?" ”

[Author's digression]: Earlier and earlier-