"You don't know?" Xi Tuodong was puzzled, "Since you know the secrets of the ancient human race, then you should also know what I use." ”

"The magic in you is strictly of the same nature as my energy."

"I want to hear about it." Wang Sheng remained silent and motioned for him to focus on the point.

Wang Sheng really didn't know that a few months ago he was just an ordinary person, an unusual ordinary person.

In order to ensure that he had no worries for the rest of his life, his parents never told him about these things.

"Well, it seems that you are not from our circle." Xi Tuodong sighed helplessly: "But your strength is more powerful than many famous missions." ”

"Since you want to know, then I'll tell you that my energy is strictly a biological energy."

"Bioenergy?"

Wang Sheng was suspicious in his heart, this term seemed to have been seen in a certain scientific book.

Seeing that Wang Sheng didn't understand, Xi Tuodong changed his words, "Let me tell you this, Xiuzhen, do you know?" It's true qi. ”

This Wang Sheng knows, "Is it the same as the one in the TV novel?" ”

"Roughly the same." Xi Tuodong replied affirmatively: "However, it is many times more real than the one in the novel." ”

"There is such a division of realms in the novel, refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, practicing gods and returning to the void, refining the void and merging the way, and finally the broken void."

"Our bioenergy is to convert the food we eat into the body into bioenergy to achieve the same effect as true qi, which is similar to refining and refining qi."

Is this what makes pure-bloods special? Wang Sheng suddenly remembered that he was also a pure-blooded ancient race.

So, why didn't he cultivate his internal strength in the previous twenty years? And I don't know how much weeds in the flood and wilderness have eaten, what about the refining and refining of gas?

There may be only one outcome.

Exercises.

"Being able to cultivate biological energy is not just as simple as eating, right? For example, exercises? ”

He raised questions and expressed to Xi Tuodong that he hoped to obtain such an exercise as well.

"Hey, there's a lot more online."

Xi Tuodong laughed, "The various Qi Consumption Golden Pill or other exercises circulating on the Internet now can cultivate biological energy. ”

When he said this, Xi Tuodong's eyes were completely ill-intentioned.

"These exercises can only be practiced by the ancient human race, so those ordinary people are just looking at them as a pastime and entertainment."

There is actually one on the Internet, Wang Sheng is also drunk, and he has not tried it for twenty years, maybe it is no longer the situation of the fourth layer of qi training.

In twenty years, if I had cultivated biological energy as soon as possible, would I have found the Qiankun Ring faster? Is there more natural and earthly treasures to be found?

In case you come across something precious and eat an immortal in one bite, it is no longer a dream for Zixiao Palace to hear the word.

Angry!

......

This night, Wang Sheng and Xi Tuodong chatted for a long time, and generally understood the real world behind the earth.

It was a world that was completely different from ordinary people.

Dark Martial Arts!

A name that the ancient human race gathered around the world to call it.

It controls all the resources on the planet, all the big powers, all the big corporations. All kinds of epoch-making decisions of the country are behind them.

At the top of the dark martial arts, there are one hundred and eight elders, whose meaning is the same as that of the Chinese National People's Congress, and the fate of the entire earth is in the hands of one hundred and eight elders.

It's a pity that more than half of the one hundred and eight patriarchs at this time are crazy, they are convinced of the end of the world, the establishment is zero, the dark tide is turbulent, and there is chaos.

And Xi Tuodong is the grandson of the patriarch of the Xi family, and he was ordered to protect the map, one is to prevent Zero from finding the map, and the other is to find out the cause of the end.

Yes, I only know that there is an end times, but I don't know why it caused it and what the cause is.

As early as the ancient human race, that is, the Mayan tribe, predicted the end of the world, and it did not come in 2012, but it was only a few years later.

It is imperative to find out the origin of the map-like pattern.

He tried to use magic elements, spiritual power, and spiritual power to build this pattern, but there was always something wrong, either a shake here, or too much spiritual power over there, after all, it was a human being, and there was no precision control of the machine.

If Wang Sheng is just alone, I'm afraid he won't be able to find out in his life, but he still has a master.

When he opened his eyes, his figure appeared in the wilderness, while Zixiao sat cross-legged beside him, drinking a pot of tea.

"Coming?" Master Zixiao's eyes were half opened, and he waved his hand gently, and took it away at the moment when Wang Sheng didn't have time to pick up the teacup, only some residual fragrance remained.

Wang Sheng greedily breathed in the aftertaste of the air, feeling that the fifth layer of qi training was about to break through, and clearly understood that the pot of tea was definitely a treasure.

It's a pity that Zixiao, the old immortal, didn't give him a drink, and didn't let him take a shortcut on the road of cultivation at all.

Even if he knew that it was for his own good, Wang Sheng felt quite unhappy.

Giving up the feeling of unhappiness, Wang Sheng hurriedly drew the formation pattern on the ground and asked Zixiao.

"Master, what do you say this thing is? I look like a formation. ”

"This thing is quite special."

Zixiao glanced at it, commented, and there was no more follow-up.

"Eh, master, take a look, can you explain it clearly?" Wang Sheng rubbed his hands together and smiled.

"You use that pitiful spiritual power to build one, don't you know?"

Zixiao seemed to be smiling, looking at Wang Sheng with strange eyes.

"I can't, it's too hard." Wang Sheng smiled bitterly, he also knew that it would be clear to build one.

"Oh, it's difficult, is it because you can't control your spiritual power?"

Zixiao's eyes became meaningless.

With such a familiar look, Wang Sheng subconsciously had a bad premonition, and just as he wanted to speak, he saw the master raise his foot and put a foot on him.

As the blood mist exploded, a black hole sucked Wang Shenglian into the residue with the blood mist, which was obviously Master Zixiao's method again.

Wang Sheng was not in a hurry at this time, he understood that he would be resurrected soon.

Sure enough, the blood mist condensed, a faint golden light flashed, and Wang Sheng reappeared.

Not the desert of the last time, but a stormy sea.

He was standing on a small piece of driftwood, staggering, if it weren't for the spiritual power that could adjust the balance of his body from time to time, he would have fallen into the waves.

"Disciple, don't fall into the water, otherwise, you will taste the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing your heart."

Zixiao popped out a cheek from the driftwood and disappeared again.

"Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart? It's a big deal, if you die, what's there to be afraid of? ”

Wang Sheng was already looking down on life and death at this time, after all, he was really embarrassed to wake up if he didn't get killed by his master a few times and then resurrected.