Chapter Seventy-Two: Dreams

"You were the one who said to be stable at the beginning, and now you are the one who says you want to eat meat like crazy. Wang glanced at him, picked up a clean towel to wipe his sweat, "Although the plan is not to catch up with the changes, but when our sons are dead, we still move other people's things, isn't it too lacking in morality? ”

Han continued: "Over there is the card maker, I will give the money." Besides, I'm not trying to take away their gains, I'm just learning. ”

Wang Yanyan was speechless for a while, he thought that this guy Han Xu would come up with something great, but he didn't think that it was such an answer. However, this answer was also unsatisfactory, and Wang Yanyan accepted it easily.

Wang Yanyan wiped the towel under his armpit, slid it very comfortably, and said, "How did you decide to help the Sawtooth Brothers?"

"I'll kill you. ”

"Huh?" Wang Yanyan didn't understand what Han Xu's headless sentence meant.

"This is the towel I wipe my face, you ......" Han Xu's face became gloomy, and his hands, which had been resting quietly on the desk, clicked into iron fists.

"I was wrong!" Wang Yanyan immediately shouted, "I'll pay you a new one! No, five!"

Han Xu's face improved slightly, and his fists slowly relaxed.

"I didn't think about which side to help, neither side was strictly someone who needed my help, I just came to see if there was any benefit without changing the outcome. ”

Seeing that Han Xu's voice softened again, Wang Yanyan hurriedly hung up the towel back, pretending that nothing had happened, and ran out of the basement with a smoke, obviously not caring about Han Xu's answer.

The basement door slammed shut with a bang, taking away the only glimmer of light from the outside world. After he left, the basement was noticeably quieter.

Glancing at his beautiful white towel a little helplessly, Han continued to sigh, that guy was gone, and he was finally able to think quietly about the recent events, and what happened after.

Han Xu took out the blue notebook from the locked drawer, the outside of the notebook was the blue sky and white clouds, and the beautiful scene complemented his own delicate face.

Open the notebook, which is his dense records, turn to the latest page, pick up the pen and start making some notes. It's been a few days since I came back, but I've been immersed in the perception of these few Xuanka, and I don't have time to talk to Wang Yanyan, let alone think about other things.

When one is immersed in cultivation, one will be placed in such a state of ignoring everything.

"Stopping the operation of the martial artist's vitality, even if it can't be completely contained, but only to a certain extent, it can also have a great effect, if there is such a Xuanka, in the face of Jintian's role of relying on the explosion of vitality and performing brutal martial arts, the effect will be very significant.

It's said to be a stop, but it shouldn't be a peaceful means of stopping, Montenegro said that he didn't hide it from me, but there is definitely a concealment, because if the use of this Xuanka is not harmful, it is not guilty of buying a medium martial artist to test it in this way, just use a martial artist to test it casually. ”

These notes are more freewheeling, without too much organization, and Han Xu often writes wherever he thinks. However, this thick book has recorded many of his important thoughts over the years.

Not only for Xuanka, but also for my own life and many choices.

After thinking briefly about the card whose name he didn't know or how it works, he set his eyes on the card in front of him.

"Successfully winning these Xuanka, it's an unexpected thing, in the next month to master these Xuanka, even if it doesn't reach the middle level, the power that can burst out will be much more than now, then that plan seems to be completed in the days when the college entrance examination is held. ”

Han Xu raised his head and looked at the self-drawn map on the wall that was half illuminated by the light reflected by the table, his delicate face became a little more solemn, and his mood became heavy at the same time.

"My dream is this world. Han continued to bite the cap of the pen and jotted down the last stroke in his notebook, muttering the same in his mouth.

Whoever wants to eat the heavens must eat the city in front of him.

If you can't finish eating, you can bite as much as you can.

The name of the Destroyer of the World was not taken by himself, but all the rumors are not wrong, they are the real deviants, the Destroyer of this world.

Looking at the hideous mouth on the map, Han Xu's eyes were full of murderous intent.

......

After a while, he closed the notebook and put it back in the drawer, all the negativity seemed to disappear, and he began to focus on the genka again.

He was like a tireless machine, and so many days of intense cultivation did not give him the slightest idea of resting.

After he closed his eyes for a few seconds, his breathing and expression became blurred, as if the soul under this skin had drifted to another world.

For the Xuanka Master, each Xuanka is like a treasure chest, and the card pattern on the outside is the lock of the treasure chest, and the only way to open the treasure chest is to completely control the operation of spiritual power in it.

The operation of the spiritual power in the card pattern is not as simple as simply pouring the spiritual power into it, and the activation of each Xuan card is like using a martial art, which is not so easy to remember.

Every flow of spiritual power in the Xuanka, how to circulate, which card patterns need about how much spiritual power to flow into, are extremely particular, and all this is like no one can help you practice martial arts, at most you can only point out one or two, and no one can teach you everything that the card pattern cracks, even the card maker himself. What is needed is the ability of the Xuanka master to comprehend and comprehend.

Han continued to hold the "fire" and slowly closed his eyes.

With the injection of spiritual power, in Han Xu's mind, red card patterns appeared in front of him like a door, and these mysterious lines were like mountains that he needed to climb.

Even though his talent was very high, he was a one-of-a-kind all-attribute genius, his brows slowly furrowed when he saw these patterns.

All the card patterns began to rotate in front of you, and behind these patterns was the mysterious power that this Xuan card could burst out.

If you step over this mountain, you can see the sea.

He took a deep breath, and a powerful impetus poured out of his heart.

PS: The back of the train of thought is a bit messy, only the big plot, let me sort it out. I'm sorry for the short word count today.