opened his arms again and yawned again, Wu Chen was really a little sleepy now. Hard work.

The left hand was put down, but the right hand hit the proud head of the fat man. It took a lot of effort.

Wang Fatzi rubbed the pink and tender packets that bulged up in an instant, but he didn't ask Wu Chen out loud, after all, in Wang Fatzi's cognition, isn't it right for the master to hit the apprentice a few times? Especially when Wang Fatzi was a child, he saw with his own eyes how his grandfather "educated" his apprentices, and even he had received this kind of education since he was a child, and Wu Chen's strength was just a drizzle.

Wu Chen also had no way to take Wang Fatzi's extremely obedient stuffy gourd for a while, and waved his hand at the other party and said: "Take the exercises I wrote to you and practice them well, don't be misled by a few mediocre people, who told you that martial arts cultivation does not need to cultivate divine sense, the higher and farther martial arts want to go, the more divine consciousness must be less, do you know why martial arts are so lonely now?" It is because the vast majority of martial cultivators lack the corresponding divine sense cultivation techniques, and some people actually think that martial arts cultivation does not need divine consciousness cultivation at all, which is stupid and ridiculous. ”

After a pause, Wu Chen said in an astonishing voice: "Don't think that what I gave you is an ordinary exercise, what you have in your hand is the Xuanzu personally created the exercise." ”

If Wu Chen said this sentence in front of the entire Heavenly Dao Academy monks, it sounded extremely forceful, but it felt like it was bragging, it was estimated that nine out of nine monks would sneer at Wu Chen and listen to it as a joke, but Wang Fat Man was the person outside of Nine Out of Nine, and he tightly grabbed Wang Fat Man, who was stained with a little oily yellow paper, and believed Wu Chen's amazing words.

It's just that Wang Fatzi's brows are deeply furrowed, because Wu Chen just said that if a martial artist wants to cultivate to a higher level, he must rely on the corresponding divine consciousness cultivation method, so Wang Fatzi immediately thought of his grandfather, who is also a martial artist.

I wanted to open my mouth and ask Wu Chen if he could pass on the Divine Sense Exercises in his hands to his grandfather to practice, but in the end, when Wu Chen said that he looked inconspicuous in his hands, and even the exercises that Wu Chen wrote casually in front of him were actually created by the Xuanzu that he had never imagined, and it might be a supreme god-level exercise.

Is there a god-level exercise in the entire northern state? Maybe. How many? There may be only a handful of them. At least their Wang family didn't, so Wang Fatzi, who wanted to ask, retreated, first, for fear of Wu Chen's refusal, and secondly, for fear that Wu Chen would be embarrassed, as for secretly passing on the exercises to others, it would not appear in Wang Fatzi's mind.

Wu Chen saw Wang Fatzi's hesitation, and said, "What's the matter, don't grind, hurry up, I have to make up for it after I finish speaking." ”

"I ..... It's ......"

Looking at the hand that Wu Chen was about to raise, Wang Fatzi said helplessly: "Boss, what I want to ask is, can this exercise be passed on to my grandfather, he is also a martial arts cultivator, but he has been in a bottleneck for decades, but you just said that this exercise is Xuanzu ......" Wang Fatzi's voice became deeper and deeper the more he went to the back, and even regretted opening his mouth a little, secretly accusing himself of being so dissatisfied, the boss taught a god-level exercise to himself, but he still wanted to give it to others, even though it was his grandfather.

"Are you afraid that this exercise is too precious and I will refuse, or you are afraid that I will be embarrassed. Wu Chen was in the same sentence.

Wang Fatzi nodded honestly.

Wu Chen did not rush to say yes or no, and fell into a short period of contemplation, not because Wu Chen hid his secrets and refused to grant it to others, but because he was thinking about the reaction caused by the spread of the exercises, and the various troubles that might or would be bringed.

The reason why the exercises created by Xuan Zu can be called god-level exercises is not just a false name, but more importantly, the effect of cultivating god-level exercises, just like two people who are almost the same set off from Tianhe City together, the destination is Tiandao City, one person walks, one person rides a Xuanma, the person who rides the Xuanma will not only arrive at Tiandao City first, but also walk more labor-saving than the other, and the difference between god-level exercises and ordinary exercises is not only the difference between riding a Xuanma and walking, but the difference between being a ferry and walking.

Wang Fatzi may know that god-level exercises are rare and rare, but what god-level exercises represent Wang Fatzi doesn't know, and the old man Wang, who has lived for more than a hundred years, should know something, Wu Chen is not worried that the other party will have any evil intentions or greed, but is afraid that after the old man Wang knows that the exercises come from him, it will cause some endless troubles, and Wu Chen is precisely the person who hates these troubles the most.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his head and said, "For the time being, don't leak the exercises to anyone, including Old Man Wang, but after three years, you can decide for yourself whether you want to pass it on to others." ”

Three years later, Wu Chen believes that his cultivation will definitely be able to enter the Martial Emperor, and he will not be afraid of these troubles at that time, and no matter how much trouble there is, it is just a matter of handing out a punch by himself, if one punch does not work, then two or three punches will be fought until there is no trouble, and the most important thing for martial arts cultivation is these punches and feet.

Wang Fatzi was overjoyed, and couldn't stop laughing, as for the three-year covenant that Wu Chen said sounded very long, but when you think about it seriously, it is very short, after all, he, the founder disciple of Wu Chen, has been waiting for nearly a year to grant the exercises.

Wang Fatzi, who had no doubts in his heart, stood up and said to Wu Chen with satisfaction: "Boss, then I will go back to Wang's house first." ”

Wu Chen nodded, but looking at the back of the other party turning away, there was always a feeling that he had fed a white-eyed wolf.

Wang Fatzi, who had just walked out of the door, suddenly shouted "Ah!", and after the divine sense probed the past, he found that the other party was happy that he had taken that half step unconsciously and reached the middle stage of the martial soul.

After laughing and scolding, "It's not promising!" Wu Chen, then lay on the bed, closed his eyes but didn't fall asleep.

Originally, I thought that Wang Fatzi's martial arts foundation had been laid, although it was only so-so, but according to his own ideas, he first taught the other party's divine sense to cultivate Dafa, consolidated his divine sense, and then found a suitable time to teach the other party's own gods and demons to refine the body, which complemented each other, plus Wang Fatzi's cultivation talent is not bad, the Martial Emperor should have no problem, if there are some opportunities against the sky, the scenery of the Martial God Realm can also be glimpsed, as for the higher level of the Martial Ancestor, Wu Chen after rebirth did not imagine it.

However, the current Wang Fatzi has actually opened up his own road, and it is still an incomparably wide road of no return, so the previous plan can only be invalidated.

Thinking about it, Wu Chen's tiredness struck again, and the sound gradually rose, it must be a good dream.