3. Three hooks and jade writing wheels! (New books ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!) )

What is the essence of Karamon? Hidden weapons, poisons, and light work. The biggest difference between the inner door and the outer door of the Tang Gate is the use of hidden weapons. The outer door is dominated by machine brackets, while the inner door is the real technique. Poison is generally only used by the outer door, and the secret weapons of the disciples of the inner door are rarely poisoned, because they don't need it at all.

As an elite of the Tang Sect, Tang San originally thought that his cultivation of the Xuantian Treasure was enough to be proud of his peers.

There are six kinds of martial arts recorded in the Xuantian Treasure Record, which are the internal strength of the heart method Xuantian Gong, the method of practicing hands Xuanyu hand, the method of practicing eyes Ziji Demon Pupil, the method of grasping the crane and capturing the dragon, the method of light body and the ghost shadow trace, and the method of using hidden weapons, and the method of secret weapon Baijie.

At the beginning, Tang San's light skills were ghostly and lost, and every step he took could get close to a zhang away, and the uneven ground in the mountains had no effect on him at all, as if he was walking on the ground, his speed was faster than that of an ordinary adult.

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Yang Ming proved with practical actions that he was not afraid that you Liu Chan would open the shield of the little overlord, but he was afraid that Han Xin would charge ruthlessly!

That branch was like it was alive in Yang Ming's hands, it looked like an ordinary pole vault, and every time he could jump nearly two feet away, this was because Yang Ming was still young, if he was bigger, this distance might continue to increase!

Seeing Yang Ming standing in front of the entrance of the village, Tang San was messy for a moment.

What the hell!

Tang San rubbed his eyes, confirming that he was indeed not looking at the wrong person, Yang Ming was still the same Yang Ming, but he was no longer the Yang Ming who had been practicing the basic skills hard.

"Do you mean...... He's been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before? ”

Tang San's heart was shocked, he was frightened by this idea, and when he looked at Yang Ming again, his eyes were already wrong.

And at this time, Yang Ming patted him on the shoulder with one hand and said earnestly:

"My stupid brother, why don't you call me brother soon."

Tang San's face turned dark, can you not mention this stalk, I will be scared out of my myocardial infarction.

Even if I, Tang San, are dead and eaten by wild beasts outside the world, I will never call you brother!

Tang San was silent, rubbing shoulders with Yang Ming with resentment, and hurriedly ran home.

Slipped, slipped.

Looking at the back of Tang San leaving in a hurry, Yang Ming only felt that the shadow that had shrouded his heart for years had been swept away, and he only felt that the sky was high and the birds could fly, and he was about to shout, "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person."

But at this moment, the voice of the system sounded in my head:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of Naruto Uchiha Itachi and getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to activate the lottery wheel?"

When it comes to the anime Naruto, the saddest thing in it is Uchiha Itachi, who was originally a peerless genius who graduated from ninja school at the age of 7, opened the Sharingan at the age of 8, was promoted to the middle ninja at the age of 10, joined the dark department at the age of 11, and was promoted to the captain of the dark part at the age of 13.

It can be said that the first half of his life was a living legend.

It's a pity that the heavens are jealous of the talent, so that the young Uchiha Itachi bears the burden that he shouldn't have at his age, carrying the fate of a family and a village, and finally giving up his small family for everyone, but also for his younger brother Sasuke, he resolutely wiped out the Uchiha clan that gave birth to him.

Retracting such thoughts, a virtual roulette wheel had appeared in front of Yang Ming.

Uchiha Itachi has a lot of things, chakra refining method, ninja tools, spiritual weapons, ninjutsu, illusions, physical arts, blood inheritance limits, and even he himself actually appeared on the virtual roulette!

This means that Yang Ming has a chance to draw the Uchiha Itachi!

It's just that, looking at the grid in the virtual roulette wheel where the Uchiha Itachi is stored, occupying 1% of the entire area, that is to say, only the European Emperor can draw it, Yang Ming shook his head, thinking that he was a non-chief with black hands, so he simply gave up this delusion and clicked "Yes"!

The virtual roulette wheel starts, from slow to fast, then from fast to slow, and finally the pointer stays in a purple grid.

"This ......"

Seeing the big baby in the lattice, Yang Ming couldn't help but breathe heavily.

If Uchiha Itachi himself is the greatest wealth, then the blood inheritance limit he himself possesses is second only to his own wealth!

And now, what is shown in front of Yang Ming is the three-hook jade writing wheel!

The single hook jade writing wheel eye is better than nothing, the double hook jade writing wheel eye can see through some ninjutsu and copy some moves, and when it comes to the three hook jade writing wheel eyes, it is a qualitative change.

Three-hook jade writing wheel eye: strong insight vision, able to see through and imitate skills. (No need to consume chakra)

Just like the relentless charge that obtained Han Xin before, a large stream of information poured into Yang Ming's mind, even if he had already had an experience, Yang Ming still couldn't recognize a cry of pain.

This group of information contains the experience of how Uchiha Itachi developed the writing wheel, as well as the experience of using the three hooks to write the wheel, etc., and Yang Ming is different from Kakashi, Yang Ming is not transplanting the writing wheel, just like it was originally his.

"Whew!"

After receiving a large amount of information twice in succession, Yang Ming felt a buzzing in his brain, a little dizzy, and a little afraid in his heart, if there was another information explosion, maybe his head would burst like a watermelon.

This also made Yang Ming put away the idea of talking about stalks and brushing treasures frantically, at least let him slow down.

Sprinting all the way, Yang Ming returned home, there was already a person sitting in the hall, an old man, who looked like he was in his sixties, slender and long, but in good spirits, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was meticulously combed.

He is Jack, the village elder of Holy Soul Village.

Seeing Yang Ming's grandson come back, a trace of love flashed in Old Jack's eyes, and then he put on a straight face and said solemnly:

"Why don't you go take a shower yet! A little later, the breakfast is almost cold! ”

Yang Ming let out an "oh" and quickly slipped into the bathroom.

Old Jack laughed and shook his head: "This leather monkey! When will you be able to calm down? ”

That being said, but judging from the proud look on his face, he was satisfied that Yang Ming was able to complete the difficult daily training tasks.

After a long time, Yang Ming took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and came out, no longer barefoot, and changed into a pair of shoes.

The breakfast on the table is much richer than that of ordinary people, a bowl of fresh milk, white porridge with meat grains, and a few fruits to ensure food, clothing and nutrition to the greatest extent.

Yang Ming was already hungry, so he picked up the bowl and poured the meat porridge violently, only to feel that his churning stomach had finally calmed down.

After Yang Ming had breakfast, Old Jack said to Yang Ming:

"In a month, this year's awakening ceremony will be held as scheduled, and when the time comes, you won't lose to the third son of the old Tang family."

Yang Ming's expression was grim, he wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, full of confidence, and said:

"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't lose."

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