During the Spring Festival, the fox is here to greet everyone, I wish you a good Year of the Monkey, auspicious and wishful, sleep until you wake up naturally every day, count the money and count the cramps!

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High in the dunes, a solitary clump of curly cypress straightened its dry branches, in vain for the moisture that the air did not exist, and a hot wind blew, and the curly cypress was forced to roll down to the bottom of the dune.

The scorching sun, the coarse grit, the heat that robs all moisture, the crazy and tyrannical dust storms...... All kinds of harsh living conditions deny the entry of all foreign life, and only the snakes and scorpions that hide under the dazzling golden yellow, quietly waiting for their prey to come to the door, regard this place as a paradise.

This is one of the forbidden places of life that terrifies everyone—the desert.

In the middle of the day, at the hottest hour of the day, the desert sun becomes more and more scorching, and the twisted heat wave flies and jumps wildly on the ground like an invisible flame.

Mutter!

Wearing only a pair of shorts all over his body, Bai Ze was almost naked under the scorching sun, as if the sunlight that could tan steel irradiated every inch of his bare skin without hindrance, but Bai Ze seemed to be unconscious, his eyes were closed, sitting cross-legged on the hot sand, and there was a burst of blood flashing all over his body from time to time.

In front of him, the Blood Fighting God was still wearing the old earthy yellow cloak, telling the experience of the Blood Fighting Method word by word.

"The real difficulty of the 'Fighting Bleeding Method' lies in the fact that through arduous cultivation, the two techniques of the Wind God and the Fire God are produced in the blood, and then the superposition between the dual attributes is used to make up for each other and increase each other.

However, the process of producing two techniques in the blood is extremely dangerous, whether it is the god of wind or the god of fire, when one of the techniques appears in the blood, it will instinctively reject the other.

My first apprentice only inherited Zap from the god of fire? Renfro, or the second apprentice who only inherits Jett from the Anemo God? O'brien...... The two of them are the most typical examples.

But, you're different! ”

The Blood Fighting God tapped Bai Ze's head with a cane, "I learned the essence of the Fighting Blood Method just by looking at it, and I also have the ultra-rare superpower 'Words and Spirits'." No matter how many times you see it, Bai Ze's talent is always incredibly high. ”

"However, an overly powerful talent has brought you another problem while it has made it convenient for you." The Blood Fighting God said: "You should feel it, right?" ”

"That's right, master!"

Bai Ze opened his eyes and frowned, "Even if I know how to use it, I still can't release the 'Blood Enchantment'!" ”

"That's what I call a drawback!" The Blood Fighting God stretched out his index finger, and a line of blood poked out from his fingertips, instantly raising a thin semicircular blood film around the two of them. "Although you can use the Fighting Blood Method, when it comes to control, except for me, your two senior brothers may be better than you."

Listening to the words of the Blood Fighting God, Bai Ze gradually understood what he meant. The master was right, although he was able to quickly learn things that ordinary people could not comprehend for decades with the talent of the race, but the excessive speed also led him to another problem - the foundation was not strong!

Just like the same weapon, if someone else has a tailor-made knife, after beating, smelting, quenching and countless other cumbersome treasure knives, then what he gets is an assembly line product - although it may be exactly the same on the surface, as we all know, the assembly line has always been synonymous with cheapness.

It may not be obvious in a short time, but if Bai Ze wants to go further, then he must turn the assembly line product in his hand back into a material, and then temper it to expel impurities and turn it into a tailor-made hand-made weapon.

It can be a painstaking process, but it's a necessary one.

Looking at Bai Ze's thoughtful expression, the Blood Fighting God's originally heavy mood suddenly relaxed a lot. In fact, he has never had much confidence in his heart for teaching Bai Ze, for no other reason, Bai Ze's qualifications are too demonic.

No matter what trick you have, you can just look at it at it, and you can go back to the source and deduce the entire flow method from the most basic moves. Such a disciple is what every master expects, but it is also what all masters are afraid of.

He even knew that some of his old friends would rather give up certain gifted disciples and spend years, decades, teaching a 'wood'.

As for the reason for this?

The Blood Fighting God could also understand their feelings, it was nothing more than that he was afraid that his disciple was a 'smart person'!

It's not some ridiculous reason like 'teach the apprentice, starve the master', for those of them who have reached the pinnacle in a certain field, the most gratifying thing is to watch the disciples slowly grow from the initial bit by bit, and finally parallel or surpass themselves.

What they fear is that their disciples are 'too smart.'

Because of intelligence, it seeks profit and avoids disaster. Because he was smart, everything went smoothly and he never received a setback...... Once such a smart person is hit and encounters a setback, he may be in a state of collapse and decades of hard work will be turned into water.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that the disciple can't stand the setback, and the 'smart' finds a reason for himself to be 'smart', and then the 'smart' sword goes sideways and falls into the evil path. Not only will decades of hard work turn into flowing water, but it will even leave a scourge that will be left behind for thousands of years!

Such a blow is enough to make people disheartened!

And the stupid apprentice has no such scruples, because he is clumsy, he has experienced countless setbacks, and because he is clumsy, he will reflect and make up for his shortcomings. The master can feel safe and bold to point out the shortcomings, and then don't worry about him being 'too smart'!

Because of this, when he picked out Bai Ze's weakness, the Blood Fighting God kept a sigh of relief in his heart, for fear that Bai Ze was the kind of 'smart person'.

- Fortunately, the result did not disappoint him, Bai Ze is not only a smart person, but also a stupid apprentice.

"Enough, don't think about it!"

The end of the crutch tapped the apprentice's head hard, and after breathing a sigh of relief, the Blood Fighting God, who was in a good mood, officially began to educate his own 'stupid apprentice'.

"It seems that you also understand my words and know your own shortcomings. So to make up for your shortcomings, I'm going to ......"

The dark and thin palm instantly poked out of the cloak, the five fingers moved, Bai Ze's face turned red, and then he found that he was extremely weak, and the blood surging in the veins like the Yangtze River in the past seemed to be greatly hindered, and the flow speed slowed down a lot in an instant.

He snorted in surprise and tried to use the blood method, but a strong feeling of suffocation suddenly made a burst of gold stars appear in front of Bai Ze's eyes, like a fish dying of thirst, falling on the hot sand and breathing frantically and breathing in the air.

"Hahahaha!"

With a smug laugh, the Blood Fighting God stretched out his hand and gently touched Bai Ze's body, and finally faded away the suffocating feeling that he wanted to pull out his lungs. Bai Ze greedily devoured the air, but a pair of eyes stared viciously at the Blood Fighting God.

Didn't toss the apprentice so much!

"Don't look at me like that, you haven't started the real trial yet!"

With a wave of the cloak, a military kettle filled with water, two packets of hard military rations that could be used as stones, and a compass appeared in front of the Blood Fighting God.

Putting down these things, the Blood Fighting God turned around and left without hesitation in Bai Ze's horrified gaze. Only a sound like a demon's murmur, piercing the distorted heat wave of the desert, reached the ears of the frightened Bai Ze.

"I used the blood method to slow down your blood flow, and the oxygen content in your blood is barely enough to maintain normal activity, and there is a small town on the west side of the desert, where I am waiting for you. Make good use of what is in front of you and get out of this desert!

Also, you only have two weeks! ”

Bai Ze, who had finally recovered, looked at the supplies in front of him that could barely last for a day at most, and looked up at the desert again. Half a roar echoed over the desert.

"Old man, you cheat me!"

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