"Not in a hundred years?" the village chief was also shocked when he heard the exclamation of the judge. www.biquge.info Although their village is not very large, the Five Sects are still very cautious about the selection of their disciples, especially after the collapse of the Five Sects Alliance. Being able to say in the mouth of the judge that it has not happened in a hundred years shows that Xiaohai is definitely a gifted existence, which is also an honorable thing for a small village like theirs.

"Ahem, gaffe!hehe...... Keep going!" The judge explained with some embarrassment.

"Old bad man, I speak loudly and panting, I haven't met it in a hundred years, infertility!" Bai Xiaohai muttered quietly, but what he didn't expect was that those judges were all powerful existences, and every word he said was listened to by these old men.

"This kid ...... Why is the mouth so poisonous. The Fire Sect judge secretly thought in his heart, but how could he, who was almost a hundred years old, be as knowledgeable as such a little child.

"This child is pitiful enough, the body and soul are against each other, and this child's life is ruined like this. The Fire Sect judges secretly felt sorry for Bai Xiaohai.

The most disappointed is the old village chief, who has been looking forward to the emergence of a talent in his village, preferably in his lifetime, to cultivate a genius for the mainland. To be honest, although this Bai Xiaohai is usually a little naughty, this child's heart is definitely kind. All his reasons for being late were to help the old lady cross the street to get something, but it wasn't all excuses he made. Besides, if his grandson doesn't understand, then his grandfather is too much of a failure. Although the little bastard never called him grandpa.

"It seems that your Fire Sect is determined to win this kid!" a yin and yang voice sounded next to the Fire Sect judge.

The Fire Sect reviewer frowned a little annoyed, because it was the Fire Sect's sworn enemy Water Sect who spoke.

"Where, where...... With this child's talent, he should enter the Water Sect. The Water Sect has a broad mind and embraces all rivers! Parallel goods naturally want to enter the arms of the Water Sect!" The Fire Sect judges did not show weakness in their words.

"Dare to ......"

"Alright, alright. People who are all a hundred years old, how can they still have such a childish temper!, and they are not afraid of making people laugh!" The one who spoke was the judge of the Mu Sect who was sitting between the Fire Sect and the Water Sect.

The scene after that was that these judges quarreled with me and you.

Bai Xiaohai doesn't care, he doesn't want to be a genius. However, looking at the scene of five nearly 100-year-old antiques rolling up their arms and sleeves and preparing to fight, he watched it with relish. He even had the urge to rush up and add some fuel to the fire.

But the farce soon ended, and the next ten days came the main topic. It is also an introductory tutorial for beginners in Soul Style: Soul Pose Condensation.

In this world, Soul Form is not only a means of combat, but also a means of survival. Combat type is important, but not everyone will become a combat type. Auxiliary and production are equally important, but these two are not very attractive to young people, so auxiliary and production types are relatively rare, especially production types.

"Today...... We...... Carry out...... Soul Pose Introductory Training ...... Other words...... You've passed...... Soul Pose Introductory Training ...... You guys...... It is...... Genuine...... The formulator is up. An old man with a ruddy face said in a long voice.

"Why do I listen a bit like the speech of the commander of the military division, there are only a few people, are you afraid that we can't hear clearly?" Xiao Hai was surprisingly not late today, "The dead old man has to let me come to such a boring class, and when I go back, I won't be surnamed Han if I don't pull off the old guy's beard, no, I won't be surnamed Bai." ”

The old village chief was sitting in front of his house leisurely sipping tea, holding a smoking pipe in his hand. This pipe is why he has always considered his grandson a genius. The pipe may be the first invention that Bai Xiaohai brought to this world, and I don't know if future generations will give him the nickname of the father of lung cancer.

"That kid is probably scolding me behind my back right now. But it doesn't matter! don't say it's addictive to smoke!" the old village chief took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, squinting his eyes, as if enjoying it.

This class lasted really long, so long that Bai Xiaohai had already woken up, and the honorable judge had not yet entered the topic. But the others listened very attentively.

"Is this lesson that good?" Xiaohai muttered to himself. Stretching his waist, he didn't bother to pay attention to those neuropaths, looked around, and then sneaked away.

With his hands behind his head, he bit a grass stalk in his mouth, hummed an unknown song, and walked along the tree-lined path step by step. This is what Bai Xiaohai wants most, and it would be even more beautiful if he had another box of China in his pocket.

"Isn't it inappropriate for you to skip class like this?"

"WHO?" Under the excessive startle, Bai Xiaohai used the few English words in his mind.

"Don't care who I am, you haven't answered what I asked you!" An old man with white hair didn't know when he stood behind Bai Xiaohai.

Bai Xiaohai carefully looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him up and down, left and right, and then said with a long sigh of relief: "It turns out that it is not a ghost, and it can't be a monster!"

When the old man heard what the boy said, his body was so stiff that he almost fainted. I thought, "What is this, and I have been looking at me for a long time just to determine whether I am a human or a ghost!"

"You kid, I'm so old, with white clothes and a white beard, can't you think about whether I'm a god or not?" the old man asked in a slightly angry tone.

"Are you a fairy or not who has anything to do with me, as long as you don't come to ask me to compensate you for that rotten bridge. Bai Xiaohai said nonchalantly.

"Then you're not afraid that I'm really a ghost?"

"I've seen more than you know. You said you were okay with me?"

"I said you skipped class......

"That old guy couldn't get to the point for a long time, and I'm not a decrepit kid who lacks stories to hear. The history of the Mia continent alone is told to me by the old man of my family eight times a month. Before the white-bearded old man could finish speaking, Bai Xiaohai interrupted him.

"This ...... That's right! Who likes to teach there, I listened to it just now, and it was like. I'm curious how you can be so patient. ”

"Oh! I see that you are quite in love!" After speaking, Bai Xiaohai took out a white thing and threw it to the white-bearded old man.

"What is this?" the old man asked strangely as he took the thing that Bai Xiaohai threw over.

Bai Xiaohai himself took out one and put it in his mouth, rubbed his fingers with a wisp of fire to light it, inhaled deeply, and then spit out the smoke from his nose.

After enjoying it for a while, he said slowly: "This is a unique good thing in this world, it depends on your fate to give it to you, is there a fire?"

"This ...... I'll try!" the old man took something in his mouth and lit it with suspicion. He took a deep breath like Bai Xiaohai, but maybe his lung capacity was too large, and he smoked the whole cigarette in one puff.

"Ahem......" A violent cough sounded under Bai Xiaohai's stunned eyes.

"Ahem...... You...... Ahem...... Boy, what is this? If you want to hurt me, you can just say it!" said the old man who was coughing and his ears were red.

"You...... Whoever made you smoke it in one gulp! If you smoke like this, you have to smoke a cigarette to get lung cancer!"

"Ahem...... Then you didn't make it clear!"

"Come on, look at me...... Hiss...... Call...... You have to be like me!" Bai Xiaohai narrowed his eyes, and enjoyed demonstrating it to the old man again, and then threw one to the old man.

This time, the old man learned to be obedient, and slowly learned to smoke like Bai Xiaohai. To be honest, he didn't get any taste, nothing but the irritation of the spicy smoke that had circled his chest. However, Bai Xiaohai will not give up the right to bring others into smokers.

In the next few days, Bai Xiaohai would come here to find this white-bearded old man as long as he skipped class. At the beginning, the white-bearded old man really didn't feel anything, but after a long time, he gradually accepted the so-called smell of Bai Xiaohai's cigarettes, and he couldn't sleep if he didn't come at night.