Chapter 42: Is It Actually a Waste?

"People without characteristics, this is really ......" Chang Ke really didn't know how to describe Jiang Xiaoyu's current situation for a while. Because so far, she hasn't really seen anyone without traits.

"It's weird, it's impossible. Everyone will have some attributes that belong to them to a greater or lesser extent. Or as hot as fire, or as cold as ice, or as fierce as fierce. Only by cultivating martial arts that are consistent with one's own attributes can cultivation get twice the result with half the effort. I have never seen a person who has no characteristics, no attributes. ”

In fact, what Chang Ke was puzzled about, Jiang Xiaoyu himself was extremely confused. Because he himself has read a lot of such books, including asking his godfather Jiang Banshan, even Jiang Banshan has not given a clear answer.

"Although I've seen a lot of materials in the Imperial Library, and some of the very obscure materials in it also mention people without identity......" Chang Ke played with the ends of his hair and began to reminisce about his days as a librarian and work-study.

Chang Ke doesn't have any other hobbies, probably reading books is one of the most important. I love to read, and I can also endorse books.

"How is it? Isn't a characterless person like me special? Is there any hidden advantage?" Although Jiang Xiaoyu knew that he was not right to think so, because his dead ghost father was a storyteller, and he was a storyteller who came from a time traveler.

Therefore, Jiang Xiaoyu has been exposed to many various stories since he was a child, especially in the story of the dead ghost father, most of the protagonists have some hidden advantages. For example, all the magicians, the all-characteristic martial artists, it seems that they should be wastewood, but in fact, they are geniuses and other talents that no one has discovered.

So Jiang Xiaoyu also had a similar dream, he has no characteristics, probably a certain kind of very powerful, very explosive attribute. Maybe it's because you haven't cultivated it, maybe you have to find a martial arts cheats like "Overlord Peerless Divine Skill" to activate it.

Chang Ke glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu with the eyes of an idiot: "Advantage? No, not at all." Wait, don't you have a very powerful godfather?" Chang Ke still remembers the oppression that Jiang Banshan gave himself in a trance when he first saw Jiang Banshan. That's definitely not something that a fifth-grade master can produce.

Although it was like an illusion for a short time, Chang Ke was sure that she didn't feel wrong. With Jiang Banshan's ability, he should also know very well about people without characteristics.

"Oh, the old man didn't tell me anything about characterless people. Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head. Jiang Banshan really didn't talk to him about this, every time he talked about this, Jiang Banshan would ask him to practice hard, and it was pointless to think about it.

"Hmm...... Probably because I'm afraid you'll be sad. Chang Ke held his chin with one hand and shook his head and said, "After all, he is a characterless person." ”

"What do you mean?"

Literally. I'm afraid you're sad. But if your godfather doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that your problem doesn't exist. On the contrary, your problem is a bit more serious. Chang Ke said directly without concealment: "I see that you are so diligent in practicing martial arts, and your results in the liberal arts exam are not good." So what you want to take is the path of martial arts. ”

"Obviously. Jiang Xiaoyu has nothing to hide about this.

"Actually, although a characterless person like you is rare, it can't be said that there is none. Because the empire is so big, there will always be a few special examples like yours. In the Imperial Library, I remember seeing a book that, oh yes, called "The Selected Incurable Diseases." ”

"Why do you read books like this?"

"Don't worry about these details. ”

"Well, okay. Jiang Xiaoyu felt that it was better to care about what to do about his own characteristics.

"Anyway, in this book, there is a record of the same situation as you. Some people are born without identity. But it's not a hidden advantage or anything. It's a very bad thing. According to the records, it is believed that there was a genius son who had a gate valve twenty years ago and was a characterless person. ”

"This son has high hopes for the family, hoping to lead the family to revival. He can be regarded as living up to expectations, at the age of sixteen, he has entered the sixth grade, and at the age of twenty, he has entered the fifth grade. Do you say he's a genius?"

"It must be a genius!" Jiang Xiaoyu felt that this benevolent brother was simply his role model.

"yes, everybody thinks he should be able to go far. Break the shackles of characterless people. But after he entered the fourth rank at the age of twenty-two, he never made an inch in this life. After so many years, he is still a fourth-rank person. ”

"Why?"

Because he has no characteristics and no attributes, his consciousness is empty, and he cannot construct a sea of consciousness at all. If you can't build a sea of consciousness, then there is no hope. And this is the upper limit of the existence of a traitless person. ”

Chang Ke glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu: "So, I don't think you can transcend all this." No matter how hard you work in this life, it is estimated that the highest achievement can only reach the fourth rank of the human rank. Although everyone says that you want to climb the peak, you can already see the top of the mountain that you can climb, and it is here. But it's enough, after all, the fourth-grade human rank is enough for you to get into a good position. Unless you are delusional to become a true master of the earth level, the heaven level. But if you have that kind of thought, let's wash and sleep, there's no chance. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu: ...... Why?!Am I so sad as a second-generation wearer?!Damn Jiang Banshan, he didn't even tell me this!

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In Jiang Banshan's mansion, Jiang Banshan suddenly sneezed.

"Yawn~!, who the hell is scolding me for this old man. Jiang Banshan rubbed his somewhat red nose. And in his hand is a letter that I just received today. An unsigned letter, only marked in the lower right corner with three small words "Tianxia downstairs".

Open the letter and read it.

"Well, this idiot is going too far. The imperial capital is becoming more and more unpeaceful. I wanted to send Jiang Xiaoyu there, but he ...... Well, let me think again. After reading the letter, Jiang Banshan pinched the letter for a while, and then the letter burned directly.

Jiang Banshan was not afraid of the burning of the flames, pinching the burning letter, and waited for it to be completely burned to ashes. Then he suddenly got up, and he looked at the moonlight outside the window: "Well, the imperial capital is here again." I'm afraid this Jiangcheng really can't stay. Jiang Xiaoyu, Jiang Xiaoyu, you are still too tender, if you can be as smart as your dead ghost father, I can let you fly with peace of mind. A Jiao that can't fly can't become a dragon!"