Outside the window, it was getting late, but there was still light snow.

Wang Xu sat at the table and said silently.

"Silver."

The silver translucent border reappeared, and for a moment it flickered, and lines of large letters appeared.

'Wang Xu——

Other: Mojia knife technique (deduction completed, can be practiced)'

"Sure enough!"

Wang Xu's face was excited, then he took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

The spiritual path is the path that was rediscovered by combining the Dharma path of the world in his first life with the highest skills of mortals.

Yuan Ling is the crystallization of the Dao fruit of this Dao, and it can be deduced and learned.

It consumes energy, so that it can deduce the most suitable path for the host directly from the host's insights, which of course consumes a lot.

Among them, the most suitable is to consume a certain amount of energy to directly let the host learn the corresponding techniques, and in an instant, it will surpass the ordinary people who have practiced for decades.

However, no one has ever tried whether it is possible in other worlds.

Wang Xu directly focused all his attention on the Mo family's knife technique.

Soon, the rest of the content disappeared, and only one piece of content remained.

'Mo Family Knife Technique——

Realm: Unpracticed'

Wang Xu concentrated on the realm behind, and suddenly felt that part of the existential power in his body had been consumed, and the realm words behind the Mo family's sword technique flickered and disappeared.

Suddenly, a line of font reappeared.

'Mo Family Knife Technique——

Realm: Van

Rumble!

Just as the font changed, Wang Xu felt something explode in his mind.

In his mind, countless experiences with knives came to mind, as well as the understanding of knife techniques and the skills of mental and physical techniques.

After a long time, Wang Xu slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became very bright, and then he felt a burst of itching all over his body, very intense, and when he wanted to scratch it again, the feeling receded.

He touched his hands, and instead of being silky, they were full of calluses, as if they had been worn out for years.

As soon as Wang Xu raised his legs, he was surprised to find that his whole body was inexplicably much lighter.

He looked at his left hand again, the entire metacarpal joints were obvious, full of strength, how could it look like he had been injured before.

He suddenly felt that something was missing, and it dawned on him that he was missing a knife.

"Young master, it's time to eat, today is with the master."

Xiuxiu said softly outside the door.

"Okay, I see, you're waiting outside the door."

Wang Xu looked at the blood stains on his body and the messy room.

After he changed his clothes, he pushed the door and saw Xiuxiu with her head down, kicking the snow without a single kick, still immersed in the tragedy of the morning.

"Xiuxiu, take it." Wang Xu handed her a string of copper plates, "You don't have to follow me tomorrow night, go out with those friends of yours." ”

He looked at the weather and smiled gently, "It's almost gone, it seems that tomorrow night's Spring Lantern Festival can be held as scheduled." ”

"Thank you, young master!" Xiuxiu clenched the copper plate in her hand, her eyes were red, and she didn't know if she was crying just now or moved.

Wang Xu and Xiuxiu walked towards the hall on the soft snowflakes.

"How is Uncle Xu doing?"

On the way, Wang Xu asked casually.

"Steward Xu? I heard Xiaolan from the accounting room say that Steward Xu has been busy handling accounts these days. ”

"Account, Uncle Xu doesn't know how to rest well."

During the conversation, the two had already arrived at the door of the hall.

Wang Xu stopped, let Xiuxiu help him sweep away the snowflakes on his body, straightened his clothes, and walked into the hall.

There was a table of delicacies in the hall, but there was only one kind-looking woman sitting on the side seat, and this person was Wang Xu's eldest mother, Liang Yuting.

"Xu'er is here, sit down."

When she heard the footsteps, she turned her head and saw that it was Wang Xu, so she said softly.

Wang Xu lost his mother when he was young, and has been raised by his eldest mother Liang Yuting, although he is not his own flesh and blood, but he is also doing his best.

"Auntie, what about the eldest brother and father?"

Wang Xu walked in and sat next to Liang Yuting and asked strangely.

"Your father and Ru Bin are discussing in the study."

Liang Yuting served Wang Xu a bowl of ginseng soup, "Come, drink it while it's hot, it's so cold, how can you make up for your body." ”

"Also, my aunt heard that you have been drinking lately, you must not be like your cousins, who do not do your job all day long."

Wang Xu sat down, took a sip of ginseng soup, and didn't pay attention to the eldest mother's babbling words.

At this time, his heart was all on the first layer of the Mo family's sword technique.

"The power of existence is decreasing little by little."

Wang Xu took a sip of ginseng soup, seemingly listening to his aunt's words on the surface, but in fact, he had been paying attention to his body.

Ever since the Mo Tian Sword Technique realm was revealed to be mortal, the existential power in his body had been decreasing, and instead the qi in his body had increased at an abnormal rate.

He tried to shake his left hand firmly.

"The muscles are obviously bulging, and the wrists are very flexible."

He tried his abdomen again, and the muscles of his legs were thick.

"My legs felt hard and solid, and I felt the whole muscle in my abdomen."

Wang Xu used a little force in his feet, and after using his power skills, he clearly felt a force passing through his legs and waist, and directly penetrated his fingertips, and his five fingers were slightly pale due to excessive force.

"There's a little bit left."

The power of existence in Wang Xu's body slowly passed, and in the end, only a little bit was left.

He said silently.

"Silver."

A silver translucent box is revealed.

'Mo Tian Knife Technique——

Realm: Fan (peak), the next layer of demon (insufficient energy, unable to strengthen)'

Wang Xu was about to try his own cultivation of the second mental method of the Mo Tian Sword Technique, when he suddenly heard footsteps not far away.

When he straightened his mind, he saw his father and eldest brother walking in one after the other, their faces gloomy.

"Father, what's wrong?"

Wang Xu asked in a deep voice.

Wang Shidao didn't reply, and went straight to the chair, Wang Rubin on the side looked at him, and said with a wry smile: "Just now, someone from the Li family came, and it was said that the body of Uncle Anping's family had corpse plague, so it was cremated and sent someone to send the ashes." ”

Syllable!

Wang Shidao slapped the table violently, stood up, and his face was very angry, "The old man of the Li family deceived people too much, first he suspected Xu'er, and now he destroyed the remains of my family, and I used to treat him as a friend, I really don't like a son!" ”

"Master, you are smooth, sit down first, and rest assured." Liang Yuting hurriedly walked over, stroked her back, and looked worried.

"Yes, father, I didn't see that the Li family was so cold before, but now it's a good thing to know its true face." Wang Rubin said with relief.

Wang Xu hesitated for a moment, didn't say anything, and stepped forward to persuade him.

In the end, Wang Shidao barely suppressed his anger, sat down again and began to eat.

Wang Xu thanked the eldest lady for the braised pork, put down the chopsticks for a while, and said, "Father, I want to practice martial arts." ”

"Martial arts."

Wang Shidao frowned again, and just wanted to reprimand a few words, but suddenly thought of Wanshu and Wang Anping, who had left.

He took a closer look at Wang Xu's serious expression, his original thoughts suddenly vanished, and he sighed, "Let's learn, it's okay." If you practice martial arts, you should go to your Mu Bo, after all, he has been practicing martial arts for the longest time and has the best body. ”

Wang Shidao served another bowl of ginseng soup to his young son, "Since you want to practice martial arts, make up for your body, and then your monthly money will be doubled, if it is still not enough, go to your Uncle Xu." ”

He was worried about what to say, but finally shook his head and stopped talking.

"Second brother, you can practice martial arts, but you can't compete with others, after all, those who are good swimmers are easy to drown, and those who are good at martial arts are ......" Wang Rubin was also worried.

"What are you two worried about, Xu'er has been well-behaved since she was a child, how good it is to learn martial arts to strengthen your body." Liang Yuting complained and pushed her son, and continued to hold the dishes for Wang Xu, "Come, Xu'er, eat more." ”