Every time he finished training, Chu Qianyang felt that he was tired and a dead dog, and it was really not as comfortable as eating and waiting for death in prison.

Forget about the rest, the most important thing is that the Great Demon King won't let him sleep!

I can't bear this!

Chu Qianyang doesn't get enough sleep every day, so that when he is sleepy, he can squint through training, and the result is ...... Don't mention the results.

If it weren't for Tong Lin watching outside every day, he would have to maintain his tall and mighty image, Chu Qianyang really wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep, and then he didn't care about anything.

But maybe he is talented, and every time he sleeps, he is a good man, and he is full of pride that he can lift ten mechas, and he is not tired at all.

No way, who made him the man who was destined to be the protagonist......

Chu Qianyang ate breakfast quickly, and he had to admit that the food of the Feng family was really good, although it was still a little worse than what he did, but it was enough.

And since he piloted the mecha, the amount of food has doubled, and he used to eat half a pot, but now he can eat two buckets.

Although the time for the trip has not yet been decided, Chu Qianyang also knows that it has only been a few days, although the training is tiring, he adapts quickly, and the tribulations of Feng Daddy have not been difficult for him, of course, the most important thing is that he has been able to control the new mecha without hindrance.

Hurried to the training room before the specified time, Chu Qianyang didn't see Daddy Feng at a glance, and his heart couldn't help but fall, and he walked in by himself.

Chu Qianyang doesn't hate mechas, or this kind of feeling that can be used every second is liked by many people, but the big demon king has a cold face every day, and it looks a little scary.

As soon as he saw climbing on the mecha, he saw a pretty figure standing outside the training room, and immediately poked his head out again: "Do you want Brother Qianyang to take you to play?" ”

Feng Jiu glanced at him and didn't refuse.

The co-pilot of the new mecha is still different from the regular mecha, and Daddy Feng later made some modifications.

After all, the former's mecha master has higher requirements for mental concentration, and is very taboo to be disturbed, especially if there is a person around him who does not trust enough.

On the battlefield, under special circumstances, most of the rescued people will be placed in the passenger seat, which was forgotten before, but it cannot be ignored when placed on the new mecha.

Therefore, in the modified cockpit, the driver's seat and the co-pilot are basically separated, and the barrier can only be removed if the mecha master is willing.

Of course, Chu Qianyang didn't pay so much attention to Feng Jiu, and after seeing him come up, he was quite happy and said, "Sit tight!" ”

“……”

Feng Jiu wanted to go down for a moment, but in the end he didn't move.

With one more small audience, Chu Qianyang was like a chicken blood, eager to break through the roof and drive the mecha out for two laps.

Feng Jiu watched him skillfully manipulate the mecha, even if it was mind control, some very subtle places were well grasped, and he knew that it was the training that Feng Dad had arranged these days to bear fruit.

And he can still talk to Feng Jiu while driving the mecha, and he doesn't have the slightest look of embarrassment.

"There are many alien races in the universe." Feng Jiu suddenly spoke: "The ancient people are in weak physical condition, so they need to rely on mecha to enhance their combat power. ”

Chu Qianyang glanced at her inexplicably and flattered, not knowing why she said this, but Feng Jiu still rarely said so much to him, and the young man immediately cheered up and echoed: "Yes, yes, what you said is so right!" ”

The wind was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was an urge not to say anything.

Chu Qianyang didn't notice it, and followed her topic: "Oh, I haven't seen a foreign race, but I really haven't heard of anyone weaker than the ancients, and I can't imagine that we will also become a vulnerable group one day." ”

But who made them smart enough to study mechas!

Those strong alien races are stronger than them in physical fitness, but they are not as good as them in the research of weapons, which is also the reason why they are not strong for thousands of years, but they can still stock in the realm surrounded by aliens.

Although the ancients were already much stronger than his fellow villagers in his previous life in Chu Qianyang's opinion.

"Brute force alone is not enough." Chu Qianyang couldn't help muttering: "The world is so mixed, no one knows magic." ”

"Magic?"

"It's just to scatter a little star, and then 'biubiu' turns into all kinds of things, or plays a magical effect."

Feng Jiu pondered for a moment, and it sounded similar to Xiuzhen's Yidi: "You like this?" ”

"I don't like it." Chu Qianyang immediately disgusted and said: "I don't have hometown characteristics at all, if I want to engage in some fantasy cultivation or something, if I don't have a system, how can there be such a hard-working protagonist." ”

“……？！” Feng Jiu: "Cultivating immortals? ”

"It's a fairy!" Chu Qianyang thought about the setting of this world, and glanced at Feng Jiu with pity: "But it seems that immortals are in vogue here, even if you want to fly anywhere, you can't float to the barren star to reclaim the land." ”

The sense of disobedience is too strong.

Chu Qianyang thought that if he wore into a world of cultivating immortals, wouldn't he have to retreat in the valley at every turn, and there would be no joy in life at all, so fortunately he didn't go.

Although it is a bit difficult to describe now, the living facilities are very perfect, as long as you have money, your life is still very nourishing.

As for saving the world or something...... He thinks it's good to be a little transparent, and the protagonist should forget it.

However, as soon as Chu Qianyang turned around, he saw Feng Jiuzheng looking at him with an indescribable look, and he was suddenly taken aback: "What's wrong baby?" ”

It's really not that he wants to make a fuss, it's really that this baby rarely shows different expressions when he is very young, and when he sees a terrifying demon beast, he is calmer than an adult like him, how can he ever appear so stunned.

"Even if you want to cultivate immortals, I can't help it, this is the limitation of the world, let's just play with mecha."

"......" Feng Jiu retracted his gaze: "Where did you hear about it?" ”

"Just ......" Chu Qianyang was halfway through his words, and suddenly remembered that he had never seen the theme of cultivating immortals in this world, so he could only say: "Ancient book." ”

I wonder if he can become popular if he changes his career to write now?

Feng Jiu knows these things in picture books, but the content is not detailed, so he rarely touches it.

But can something that has not been seen be described in such a specific way?

That's too probable.

Since she was able to get here inexplicably, it was hard to guarantee that there would not be other cultivators who came here by accident and popularized the way of cultivating immortals, but in the end, she was limited by aura, and it was difficult to succeed easily.

Feng Jiu didn't say anything, she had already searched for relevant content when she first came, but she didn't find anything at all, so what Chu Qianyang said couldn't be that it existed on the star network, or that it was protected by permission, but they couldn't see it.

After Chu Qianyang moved his hands and feet, Father Feng came.

Feng Jiu got off the mecha and watched the young man continue his heartless training, but still left.

Cultivating truth is not an overnight thing, since Chu Qianyang knew that there was such a thing, but he still didn't show much yearning, even if he didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, Xiuzhen is effective, but it is much more powerful than mechas.

But as he said, being limited by the world is not something she can do if she wants to, if it weren't for the young man who inadvertently opened the spirit body, she didn't plan to take anyone into the immortal gate before the knot.

Now it's time to think about it.

However, the young man will leave after a while, and now he is teaching him the cultivation method, and there is no one around to take care of him, so it will be very difficult to deal with things that go wrong.

But if it's just a few small spells, it doesn't get in the way.

Of course, Feng Jiu didn't expect the young man to be able to cultivate in a few days at the beginning, as long as he gathered enough spiritual power to use the talisman.

But it's hard to get started with cultivation, and it's even more difficult to get started with things that haven't been done before.

Chu Qianyang's cultivation was another day, until he was tortured by Father Feng and lost his strength, so he returned to the lounge and fell asleep.

Feng Jiu saw that he buried himself in the quilt, and did not wake him up, but stood still in front of him, and then pointed his finger at the center of the young man's eyebrows.

Chu Qianyang's brows furrowed, and he quickly let go again.

He had a dream, and he had just mentioned magic cultivation or something during the day, and he dreamed about it at night.

In fact, those things have been far away from him, he has not been in contact with them for more than ten years, and he has no impression of what he has seen at the beginning, but he only vaguely knows some concepts.

But in the dream, he seemed to pry open something buried in the depths of his memory, and he didn't remember how those cultivators turned their hands into clouds and turned their hands into rain, but they clearly felt the state of their immortal cultivation.

It's amazing.

It's like someone is dragging him to experience the meridians in his body little by little, until he deeply remembers a certain law in his body and forms an instinct.

After just a few reincarnations, he can already manipulate it on his own.

Chu Qianyang vaguely knew that he was dreaming, but the feeling of comfort was just as clear, and his body was so comfortable that he couldn't help but groan.

Chu Qianyang had no concept of time, he only knew that he had cultivated immortals in his dream for a night, and when he got up in the morning, his head was full of meridians.

The spirit is still the same, Chu Qianyang looked at the time, got up and yawned, but halfway through the yawn, he was stupid in place, feeling the familiar breath in his body in disbelief, and almost thought that he hadn't woken up yet.

It wasn't until he was sure that he wasn't dreaming that Chu Qianyang shrank himself into a ball in fright: "...... Depend on! ”

What kind of skill is this, he actually said that cultivating immortals is really cultivated, and it is even more awesome than any magical system.

He doesn't believe it when he says he's not the protagonist!

But even if it is something that he has seen a long time ago, Chu Qianyang also knows that cultivating the truth is not so easy, no matter how powerful a genius is, it is impossible to learn without a teacher, maybe it is no problem to get started, but if the practice is forked, it will really go crazy, and it will not be saved.

But after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't resist the temptation of cultivating immortals, and he cultivated for a week with trepidation, and found that nothing happened, so he became more and more eager to try.

He knew why so many people threw away their armor in front of desire, this feeling was really very indescribable, and he knew the danger, but he still couldn't help but try.

But in addition to knowing the level of cultivation, he was confused about what to do, and the route of the meridians in his body was still dreamed of, which sounded a little absurd.

But everyone else is here, what could be more ridiculous than that.

Chu Qianyang was cautious at first, but after getting on the mecha, he couldn't care about it so much, and Daddy Feng's cultivation intensity was increasing every day, so he didn't have the heart to care about anything else at all.

However, today is still different, Chu Qianyang originally didn't plan to do anything, but in a tired state, the air flow in the physical strength meridians inexplicably began to move on its own.

He was startled at first, afraid that he would accidentally explode.

But no, after Xiao Zhou Tian got up and running, he obviously felt that the fatigue of his body had decreased a lot, and even the manipulation that he usually found a little difficult was more handy.

It felt like opening the hanging, and after a whole day, Chu Qianyang didn't have the same heavy fatigue as before, and his legs were not weak when he got off the mecha.

For this reason, Daddy Feng also looked at him more.

Chu Qianyang went back to the lounge in a daze, and just lay down and couldn't help jumping up, feeling that he couldn't be so careless.

The things in his body are weird, and if he doesn't take it seriously, he doesn't know how he died.

But what does the protagonist usually do when he encounters such a situation......

Chu Qianyang couldn't come up with a reason and fell asleep first.

Then he dreamed again today, yesterday's dream was a little boring, but this time it was different, he didn't have the strength to practice what big Zhou Tian and Xiao Zhou Tian, but learned a spell, a very common but practical fire technique.

Chu Qianyang had been trying to use the power in his body to turn into a fireball all night, but it had never worked, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Feng Jiu closed his eyes, and he could see the situation in the young man's mind truthfully.

Chu Qianyang's talent is indeed good, or very good, although he can't feel his own progress, but Feng Jiu can see that the reason why the fire initiation technique was not successfully performed was not because he was not genius enough and didn't work hard enough, but because he was limited by the spiritual power in his body.

Even Feng Jiu has cultivated for so many years to build a foundation, and now the young man is even a little bit worse than the first level of Qi training, although the spiritual power in his body is also there, but it is really pitiful.

If it is placed in the Heavenly Demon Forest, it may be able to progress faster.

Feng Jiu put the mark of cultivation in Chu Qianyang's divine thoughts, so that he could master the skills in it.

Originally, there was no need to be so troublesome in teaching cultivation, but who made Chu Qianyang's physique different from others, he had to rely on such a method to let him learn things exactly.

During this period, Tong Lin sent a message to Feng Jiu, telling her that the time for the game was approaching, and the fifth qualifying match was a battle between the mad swordsman and the werewolf map, which was very interesting.

However, Feng Jiu still had important things to do at the moment, so he didn't go to watch the game again.

Time passed little by little, Chu Qianyang was not so tired from training during the day, and his spirit was better at night, and he didn't know that he was tired when he learned, so he took the trouble to repeat and repeat.

Until a certain moment, the young man suddenly felt that his body was burning in a panic, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a big fireball burning on his body, and he threw the quilt out in shock: "Damn, it's real!" ”

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