"Hey, boy, I took a leave of absence to rest two days ago, and I almost died."

Coming outside, leaning against the corner of the guard pavilion, Uncle Qin took the cigarette handed over by Wang Tian and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it deeply, then stuffed it into his mouth and sighed.

Wang Tian looked at Uncle Qin speechlessly, looked up and down at Uncle Qin's thin body, which had not much flesh and almost a skeleton left, and said: "I said uncle, you are enough, stop a little at such an age, lest you die on a woman's belly one day and disgrace the country." ”

"Hey, I've got it."

Although Uncle Qin is unreliable, he takes the country's reputation very seriously. Wen Yan said with a straight face: "Of course I know that as long as something happens to our people, we will definitely be used to play on the topic and be smeared for a while." Don't worry, boy, although my Lao Qin is not a thing, there are some things that my Lao Qin still knows. ”

"That's good."

Wang Tian didn't expect that Uncle Qin was still an understanding person, so he couldn't help but smile slightly, and learned from Uncle Qin to squat in the corner, smoking a cigarette, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Uncle Qin didn't look thin, his eyes were very attentive, and he patted Wang Tian's shoulder, and Wang Tian, who looked at it with a meatless hand like a chicken claw, frowned. He smiled indifferently: "It's old, that's it." That's why I like little girls, young and energetic. Boy, I didn't leave my uncle last time, I didn't see the wrong person, you're good. ”

"It's all fellow countrymen, it's impossible to leave you behind."

"Yes, yes, folk. In a foreign country, in addition to relatives, they can rely on their fellow countrymen. Uncle Qin nodded in agreement: "Uncle, I can't go back, but you kid can still go back." Uncle just thought, this body of kung fu can't be brought to the coffin, right? So, seeing that you kid is good, I'm going to leave it to you. ”

"Huh?" Wang Tian looked at Uncle Qin with a smile when he heard this: "What kind of kung fu?" ”

"Good thing, aren't you curious, why am I so fierce at such an age?" Uncle Qin lowered his voice mysteriously, leaned his head to Wang Tian and said, "Let me tell you, uncle, I have real kung fu." Jin Cicada, have you heard of it? ”

Wang Tian shook his head blankly.

Uncle Qin smiled proudly: "I know that what is written in the ancient book is a family heirloom." Hehe, this golden cicada is a method of strengthening the body, but my qualifications are not good, and after cultivation, I can only ensure that I have strong energy and a large amount of fullness. ”

"Uh-huh? You wait, what does it mean to be full in a big amount? ”

Wang Tian was a little dazed, and Uncle Qin glared: "The kid doesn't learn and has no skills, and he doesn't know how to be full?" Nature is ......"

The corners of Wang Tian's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect this to mean it. However, I seem to be too full. If after cultivation, if it really has an effect, wouldn't it be a beer bottle at a time?

Thinking of that kind of horror, Wang Tian couldn't help but feel a chill.

Who can stand it?

"Boy, this is a good thing, old man, I'll tell you one of you. I'll pass on the cultivation method to you, if nothing else, at least it's okay to let you be vigorous. The things of the ancestors are somewhat beneficial. ”

Uncle Qin looked at Wang Tian with a solemn gaze, and the sincerity and trust in his eyes made Wang Tian can't help but nod. Although this golden cicada may not be as effective as he thought, Uncle Qin is so sincere, and he can't let Uncle Qin be disappointed.

Writing down a mantra, Wang Tian said goodbye to Uncle Qin, and his heart was a little dignified. These formulas turned out to be the method of transporting qi and blood. Other people may not know, but Wang Tian, who cultivates national arts, knows very well that the transportation of qi and blood is a huge benefit to the body.

After all, he has Huang Feihong's qi and blood handling method, and he has experienced the wonders of it. Now that he has obtained the golden cicada strength, Wang Tian can't wait to test it. As a result, it was found that this thing really had merit, and the refining of qi and blood was still on top of Huang Feihong's handling method.

"Uncle Qin must not have cultivated the national arts, so he didn't get started in cultivation. But even so, there are huge benefits. ”

At the end of the day, Wang Tian felt as if his qi and blood had been purified, and his body improved slightly again. He finally knew that he had received a huge benefit, and his heart moved, and he was even more grateful to Uncle Qin.

"Preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts, great grace."

Wang Tian is a bastard, but he also insists.

Not a good person, but he also knows how to be grateful.

Uncle Qin is so affectionate and righteous, no matter what he came out of before, at least for now, Wang Tian should help the other party.

Thinking of this, after Wang Tian got out of school, he directly found Uncle Qin and taught the national art to the past. Even if Uncle Qin is old, as long as he cultivates well and cooperates with this golden cicada's method of transporting qi and blood, it is still good to live for a few more years.

After all, ordinary people can't feel the flow of qi and blood at all. Only by cultivating the national art will you experience the flow of qi and blood, and then carry it out.

"The ears are deaf and the eyes are clear, and the five senses are transformed."

After cultivating the Golden Cicada Jin for three days, Wang Tian's heart became complicated.

He found that when he cultivated at night, the effect was better and more powerful. After only three days, it was like a rebirth, and his physique improved by leaps and bounds. If it weren't for the fact that the nutrition couldn't keep up, I'm afraid Wang Tian would have broken a shackle.

He could feel that his physique had reached a limit.

It's only been three days, and the effect is so good.

Not only that, Wang Tian's five senses have also changed greatly, although the night is not up to the level of night vision, but it is also very clear. The ears are even more sensitive, and the sense of smell at the tip of the nose has also evolved.

What's more, he vaguely seemed to have awakened his sixth sense. Even if you walk with your eyes closed, you have a sense of alertness in your heart.

This kind of magical change made Wang Tian excited. These characteristics made him think that perhaps his biggest opportunity was not the reward for returning after completing the task, but the golden cicada strength he obtained.

Wang Tian's unremitting cultivation was fascinated. It's a pity that the physique is no longer improving, as if it has reached its peak. However, Wang Tian was not disappointed, the qi and blood flowed all over the body, a trace of toxin was discharged, and the big dragon under his crotch had already awakened and was full of vitality.

He knew that if he wanted to break that shackle, he was afraid that only a huge amount of nutrition could do it.

Wang Tian has a feeling that that shackles are the limits of ordinary people.

After all, his body had been improved twice, and the strength used to be a combination of three people. This time, one more person is four. Then he continued to cultivate and improve, and now, it is simply a combination of five people.

How terrifying is it for five people to be combined?

Wang Tian tried it in private, but found that he could shake the car, and not with all his strength.

Wang Tian was silent, he always thought that he could live longer by keeping a low profile. Even if his current strength has surpassed everyone in the world. But there's nothing wrong with being in awe.