Professor Wang motioned to He Yan to whisper, "Of course it matters, what we cultivate is between a martial artist and a sorcerer, or both." ”

"So what's going on? It's been so many years since the Great War. "He Yan has learned a little bit about the computer. That was more than 500 years ago.

"Young man, you don't know that although this matter has been going on for so long, the contradiction between martial artists and sorcerers is not so-for-tat, but cultivating both at the same time is still not recognized by most people. Professor Wang shook his head and said, "Even the marriage of martial artists and sorcerers is taboo. ”

He Yandeng was stunned, "There is such a thing, but I am a lonely person, how can they kill me!"

"Not really, exclusion is a certainty, but it is not excluded that some people will ......"

I don't do it yet, anyway, this is my dream, He Yanxin said.

"Well, it's okay, one is that you won't provoke them, and the other is that you are not alone. Professor Wang thought He Yan was hesitating, patted He Yan's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Alright then, let's go. "It's only now that we're officially dreaming.

"Okay, then you can come with me, but keep it a secret. "This secrecy also reflects insecurity.

......

After the little old man took He Yan away, two people walked out of the Martial Arts Guild.

"See, the old king left with another one with poor qualifications. ”

"Where is Lao Wangtou taking people? Isn't he from our union!"

"Probably not, the old king seems to have quit the guild. ”

"When did he quit the union? And what is he doing now?"

"I don't know what kind of research to do, it's not easy anyway. ”

"Alas, it's not easy!"

The two talked and drifted apart, and at this time, He Yan had already followed the old man into a taxi and went straight to the western suburbs.

Yesterday on the computer, He Yan had already studied the level of the martial artist, and the level of the martial artist and the sorcerer was the same here, the highest level was seven, and each level was divided into three levels, high and low, and when you reached the high level, you could advance to the next level.

Martial artists and sorcerers can use qi or spiritual power is to reach the first level, the upgrade method of the sorcerer is not introduced, the martial artist does, the body part of the martial artist can use the internal force of each part of the development is to upgrade the first level, such a development six times, that is, to the seventh level, the seventh level of the martial artist means that his internal force can run the whole body, that is, every part of his body is his weapon.

But upgrades are very difficult, said on the Internet, every development is a major transformation of the human body, and if you can't stand it, you may be abolished or go crazy. This statement is very similar to what He Yan originally read, the catastrophe in the Xianxia novel.

The method of obtaining power is similar to that of a martial artist and a sorcerer, but the difference between internal force and spiritual power is that through stimulation or meditation of the body, the internal force and spiritual force in the body resonate with the aura in the air, so as to strengthen the internal force and spiritual power.

He Yan glanced at the old man next to him, "Uncle?"

"What's your name uncle, I'm still very young!" the uncle straightened his back, "Just call me Lao Wang." ”

"Oh, uncle, ah no, Lao Wang, my name is He Yan. "No one here cares what your real name is except for the police, and some people have called a nickname for a lifetime, and they have forgotten their real names, and there are many people.

"Also, Lao Wang, I ......"

"What's wrong? It's not going back! Can't go back, let's talk about it. Lao Wang looked at He Yan vigilantly.

"No, I just want to ask what martial arts you are learning?" He Yan asked, always feeling that this little old man was not very reliable.

"Our martial arts are a bit special, you can say that you have weapons, fists and feet, or you can say that you don't have them, you will know when you arrive. The old man smiled confidently.

After talking, He Yan learned that the old man's name was Wang Fugui, Wang Fugui, and the names of the people here were so "approachable".

When the car arrived, He Yan finally saw a normal building, a small bungalow, I don't know what it looks like behind the bungalow, but this is too normal, look at the cloth in the metal frame on the roof, and the five big characters on the book 'Guiniao Comic House', comic house?

Lao Wang looked at He Yan, smiled, and said apologetically: "The house I just bought, this is the original signboard, and I haven't had time to change it yet." He Yan looked at Lao Wang, what are the raw materials of your pride?

Passing through the backyard of the comic house, it was huge, and several people were carrying things back and forth, and one family had comic books, and there were piles of them in the yard.

"You're waiting here, I'll find someone. The old king hurried away.

He Yan casually found a few comic books and looked at them boringly.

"Flame Eight • Down", "Wind God Seven • Down", "King Kong Borrowing 5 • Down"

Why is there only the bottom, the top? There's only the eighth book, so let's make do with it, well? It's like a game I've played.

It's a very good drawing, and the introduction of the moves is also very comprehensive!

"He Yan, come here, test your attributes first. Wang's voice came from a room not far ahead.

Inside, some unnamed electronic instruments were running, and the red-green lights were flashing.

"Stand on it. Lao Wang pointed to the crystal cage not far from He Yan, the cage has a wonderful sense of disobedience to slice and taste the saltiness, He Yanxin said, since he is here, he will let it out.

He Yan stood up, and there was a gurgling sound from the machine, and finally there was a 'ding' sound, and the forehead ...... Is this cooked!

"Alright, it's time to come out. Lao Wang looked at the screen and said, "It's seventy-five percent wind attribute, a very good attribute!"

Lao Wang carefully took out a black suitcase from the cabinet on the side, on which was written "wind" with a small seal, and there were bottles of red elixir in it, and then took out one from it.

"Come and drink. ”

He Yan took the potion, and there seemed to be something burning in the red liquid, so he hesitated for a moment and drank it. It's very bitter, and my stomach is warm, but I don't feel it for a moment.

"How do you feel?" asked Lao Wang, staring at He Yan's face.

"It's bitter"

"I'm not asking you about the taste"

"Oh, it started to feel a little hot, my stomach was comfortable, but now I don't feel anything. He Yan rubbed his stomach.

"No, it should be a little cold, and then spread all over the body!"

The feeling of heat is not right, Lao Wang touched his chin and thought, "Could it be that the attribute is too high and the dose is not enough, well, let's have another one." ”

Lao Wang handed him another one, and He Yan drank it again, and the feeling of heat in his stomach was still the same. He Yan told Lao Wang again, and this time Lao Wang was confused.

"No? ”

Lao Wang gave He Yan another one, the same taste, the same warmth, the same sourness, and it was really bitter.

"No, the reaction is different from the past, let's do it first!" Lao Wang muttered, and took out a small bottle from the inner pocket of his clothes like a baby, the size of the wind oil essence, and the bottle was a fluorescent milky white liquid.

"Drink this. Lao Wang carefully handed the small bottle containing the white liquid to He Yan.

He Yan took the small bottle and drank it as he said, smacking his lips, a smell of almonds, and the fragrance of flowers overflowing! Hmm? Almond flavor? He Yan remembered watching a movie that said that there is a kind of poison that is almond-flavored, and it can't be poison! But He Yan thought again, if Lao Wang wanted to poison himself, it was enough to have a bottle of poison, so why let himself drink so many bottles. Again, there's no good in poisoning yourself, making yourself a specimen or a zombie? The latter is more likely, and it's not bad to become a zombie in a dream and make a big fuss.

After He Yan drank the almond-flavored "poison" for a while, Lao Wang took out a white flat long stick from the desk drawer, with two pink lines drawn horizontally in the middle, and a horizontal line at the lower end, but it was blue, and there was an English word written on the top of the line - "MAX", "Put this in your mouth, pay attention not to cross the blue line below." ”

Why does this thing look so familiar, He Yan suddenly remembered that when his original colleague's wife was pregnant, he accompanied him to buy it, which seemed to be called early pregnancy test strips. I'm X, isn't it, give me this? Is this world so weird?

"Damn, this is not ......"

Before He Yan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lao Wang and urged: "Hurry up, how can you have seen this kind of high-end goods." ”

Zhao Yue sighed in his heart, so he could only do as he said.

"Come and I'll see" He Yan took the test strip out of He Yan's mouth for a minute, and the test strip changed—wet!

"Alas, He Yan," Lao Wang said: "I can't do anything anymore, give up practicing martial arts." ”

Coming out of the comic house, despair filled He Yan's mind.

He Yan walked down the street where he lost his soul.

"What should I do?" this dream design is too abusive.

The cool breeze brought heavy rain all over the sky, the thunder followed, the sky was cloudy or like the sludge of the sewer, and the daylight was like the middle of the night.

"Boom" A purple-red lightning streaked across the sky, illuminated half of the sky, and smashed straight on He Yan's head. Another lightning, another lightning. Before fainting, He Yan saw the delicate little face. "Sugar!"

When He Yan was struck by lightning for the third time, a blinding white light flashed from a certain part of his body, and a number appeared—5%, of course, which he couldn't see. A thunderbolt knocked He Yan unconscious, and then two more thunderbolts went straight to He Yan who was "lying on the ground", and He Yan couldn't stop "trembling......

After He Yan left, Lao Wang's laboratory, "Professor Wang, where are these skill books!" The purple-clothed girl with glasses under the bottle took a dozen comic books and asked Lao Wang.