Heaven is ruthless and lives to death

Chapter 12, The Classification of the World

When Xiao'er saw the old man catching birds for the first time, he flew so far without effort, and when the old man was a fairy, he heard the old man say that the world was classified, and he knew that there were no immortals, so he thought that the old man should be an immortal cultivator, and he didn't want him to be just a martial artist, so he said disdainfully: "Cut, it turns out that grandpa is not an immortal cultivator." ”

The old man's face turned red, and then he said angrily: "Although I am not an immortal cultivator, I am much more powerful than most martial artists in the world. And you kid, you dared to despise me just now. Don't I dare not teach you?"

Xiao'er hurried and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." Grandpa Whitebeard, I was wrong. I don't despise you anymore. Grandpa, you are the most powerful martial artist in the world. You can teach laughter. "The most powerful words are the loudest.

The old man stopped being angry and said, "Teach you to, but you can't interrupt me anymore." "In fact, it is impossible for the old man not to teach laughter, he has only encountered this piece of fine jade so easily, how can he not hold it firmly in his hand.

"Hmm. Xiao'er hurriedly covered her mouth and said.

"All living things in the world have qi, but ordinary people can't find it. There are many types of qi, such as black dead qi and colorful angry qi. And each qi has its own color, different colors, different attributes, different effects, and different emphasis on cultivation. For example, golden qi is golden, and the effect is mostly sharp and hard, and the cultivation is mostly to break the defense and defense. Blue qi, which belongs to water, has a gentle and clean effect, and cultivation is mostly for control and healing. White qi is wind, and the effect is mostly speed, and cultivation is mostly agility and the like. Silver qi is thunder, and its effects are mostly explosive and paralyzing, and its cultivation is mostly heavy attacks and short-term control. The red qi is fire, and the effect is continuous damage, and most of the cultivators are continuous attacks and curses. The green qi belongs to the wood, and the effect is too much for growth, and most of the cultivation is transformation. There are many other things, which I won't go into here. In fact, the same is true of the spiritual power in the world, but the effect is more and more powerful, whether there are other characteristics, I don't know. ”

"Then how do you tell if it's qi or spiritual power?" Xiao'er asked while still covering her mouth, and then she was afraid that Grandpa Whitebeard would say that he would interrupt the other party again, so she looked at Grandpa carefully.

"Actually, it's very simple, qi is brought by living beings, and spiritual power is drawn from the world. As for how to distinguish what the other party uses, just look at it, the qi is a faint mist, and the spiritual power will emit a faint light, of course, the thicker the fog, the more powerful this martial artist is. The same must be true of spiritual power. Of course, there are very few people in the world who will have a trace of spiritual power, and this kind of person is called an innate spirit child. As for what kind of spiritual power he carries, it is called an innate spiritual son. In fact, when I saw you that day, you also had a faint green light on your right shoulder band, thinking that it should be a congenital wood Lingzi, but the tree that made you hit for a long time yesterday did not see a green light appear on you, and I don't know if you are too small and have too little spiritual power, or I am dazzled. ”

"Green light, why didn't I see it. ”

"How can you notice the change in yourself, maybe I'm really dazzled. But the wood attribute qi in your body is very abundant, but you can't call it. If it does, the little tree will be bumped into for half a day. After speaking, he stood up and slapped a big tree next to him, and with a "boom", the tree was broken by the waist. "Can you see clearly?"

"Well, Grandpa is bleeding from his hands. ”

Shame, absolute shame. The old man didn't want to be in front of the child, in order to be pretentious, he got up and palmed, and he used less gas, and what was more back was that he didn't think that there was just a nail in the position where the tree was photographed, but there was no head, and the tip was outside, thinking that someone hung a net to catch rabbits. He wrapped his hands and said, "I asked you to see the color of my qi just now." "It's just that after saying that, I regretted it a little, this son hasn't learned the method of using qi yet, and I can see it there.

"There is a faint hint of white, and Grandpa Whitebeard is the qi of the wind attribute. Smile replied.

The old man was suddenly shocked, this son is really very human, and he really let him see it. "Not bad, not bad. Xiao'er, you must study hard, and you will definitely be able to enter the academy after half a year. ”

Xiao'er smiled, "That whitebeard grandpa, what are we doing now?"

"You hit the tree first. ”

"Again~ hit the tree, didn't we just say that we wouldn't bump into it?" Xiao'er complained.

"When did I say I wouldn't crash it, I just said no rush. And you didn't just hit the tree today, you hit your body everywhere for two hours, then try to drag the broken tree, and finally run with me in the woods. ”

"Oh~" Xiao'er walked to a tree extremely reluctantly, and then muttered while bumping into it: "What's the use of hitting the tree, it makes Xiao'er hurt." ”

"Don't mumble there, hit it. Only when you learn to be beaten can you learn to beat someone. And when the body is strong, the qi can be stored more and used better. If you don't want to hit the tree, I'll beat you, and the effect is the same, maybe better. ”

"Don't, don't, I'll bump, I'll bump. Then he muttered quietly: "You broke such a thick tree with one palm, you come and beat me, can I still be fine." ”

"Don't be lazy, use some force. ”

"Oh. Xiao'er was forced to use more force to hit the tree, but scolded in her heart while hitting it: "Dead grandpa, stinky grandpa, let me hit if you don't hit yourself." ”

When Xiao'er dragged her tired body back home, she immediately cried when she saw her mother and others. The mother hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Xiao'er?" The godmother also carefully checked Xiao'er for injuries on the side. And Guo'er saw that her brother was dirty, so she ran to fetch water.

"Stinky grandpa, he bullied me, didn't teach me to catch birds, but let me hit a tree for a long time, and today I even used my head, which hurt me to death. Xiao'er cried.

"Xiao'er don't cry, don't cry, we won't go tomorrow, my mother will rub you in a while, okay, good, don't cry. Jiang said bitterly while patting the child's clothes.

And Sister Hua couldn't get angry, and scolded: "What a crazy old man, he actually let such a young child hit a tree with his head." Why didn't he bumper it?", and then rubbed his blushing forehead with a smile in distress.

At this time, Guo'er also came over with water and towels, "Brother don't cry, sister will wash your face." ”

After washing, the family was still laughing. And Sister Hua also decided to talk to the old man tomorrow.

Guo'er said: "If grandpa has any ability, he will bully Xiao'er, Xiao'er, we won't go tomorrow, you can accompany your sister to school." ”

"Grandpa is still very powerful, and today he broke such a thick tree with one palm. After saying that, he gestured the thickness of the tree there. And when Sister Hua heard this, she was beating a drum in her heart, and she still had to go to the other party to say it, but she thought about it, why should she give it up this time for her own sake.

Xiao'er only reacted at this time, and her sister said that she would go to school, and then asked happily, "Is my sister going to school tomorrow?"

"Yes, my mother has decided to take me to school tomorrow, and Xiao'er will accompany my sister to study. Guo'er said happily.

"Reading? I have a headache. "It's dizzy to laugh and listen to stories, let alone read.

"Still have a headache? Come on, mom will rub it for you. ”

And so the night passed. And the next day, after Xiao'er got up, she quietly took two buns and went out of the city, saying in her heart: "It's more of a headache to accompany my sister to study, I'd better find my grandfather to hit the tree." ”

When I was writing this chapter, I found that I was stuck, and it was not easy to finish it after thinking about it for a long time. This time, I really know that it is not easy to even change.

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