Chapter 39: The Golden Needle in Hand
"Zhigao, how did you do it?" Wu Zhiyuan was suddenly surprised, but after a slight pause, he thought of a possibility, and then said: "Could it be that the second prince asked you to feed the trick again?"
Wu Zhiyuan doesn't think that anyone in the Daqian Academy dares to do this to Wu Zhigao, first, Wu Zhigao himself is the identity of a genius of the Wu family; second, everyone knows the relationship between Wu Zhigao and himself, and he has to look at the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk's face, and he is now one of the top ten masters of the junior disciples, and the rising momentum is very fierce, who dares to provoke him? Therefore, he immediately thought of the second prince, Lingyun.
"No, the chicken is soft ......"
"Chuanyin said!" Wu Zhiyuan frowned. Damn, the chicken is soft? It's too ugly.
"Damn, why did I forget the sound of jì? Zhiyuan is still smart! Not the second prince......
"Isn't it? Didn't you follow the second prince and Sima Miao Miao to Qianyun Mountain for retreat? It's not him, how did it get like this?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned.
"No, Zhiyuan...... Go out...... Something big is wrong......"
"Something big?" Wu Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, his expression became solemn, he knew Wu Zhigao very well, he was simply a master who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and if he could make him feel that it was a big deal, it would definitely be a big deal.
When Wu Zhigao told him and Sima Miaomiao about being "caught and raped in the hole", Wu Zhiyuan's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't believe what he heard!
"Zhiyuan, this time, you must help me, otherwise I will die, and our family will be affected......"
"You're ...... **!"
"Smack!"
Wu Zhiyuan finally couldn't hold back, and slapped Wu Zhigao's face, which was already a pig's head, and directly whipped this guy away and slammed it against the wall.
"Zhiyuan...... I know it's wrong......"
"** ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, Sima Miaomiao, you dare to do it?! That's the fiancée of the second prince, and it's very likely to be the future queen!! Lao Tzu really wants to castrate you!** If you want to die, you will die by yourself!!"
"Bang Bang!"
"Zhiyuan...... I was wrong...... I know it's wrong...... Don't worry, I promise not to affect you and your family! I just ask you to help me once, 200 pure yang pills, 200,000 taels of silver...... I can't really make it up in one day......"
Wu Zhiyuan looked at the pig's head, kneeling on the ground, pitiful Wu Zhigao who begged him, trembling all over, his outstretched hand couldn't fight anymore after all, turned around and walked towards the house, and after two minutes, Wu Zhiyuan walked out with a large stack of silver tickets and two jade bottles containing pills.
"This is all my elixir and silver ticket ......"
"Zhiyuan, if it weren't for so much, I still have more than 80 Peiyuan Dan and more than 80,000 taels ......," Wu Zhigao said movingly.
"Take it all, and do the rest. ”
"Do you want to entangle?" Wu Zhigao's eyes widened, looking at Wu Zhiyuan, who was suddenly a little unfamiliar.
......
"Whew!"
"Snort!"
Qianyun Mountain, in the cave, Lin Nan's expression was calm, sweating profusely, his eyes were firm and persistent, one "sword" and one "sword" repeated the sword drawing, sword, and force, seemingly extremely simple and random movements, every time the "sword" came out, the true yuan gushed out, carrying a faint sword intent. Obviously, he had already used up his sword spectrum to open an hour's time.
At this moment, if you only look at the expression, posture, and sense aura, anyone can be sure that this is sword practice!
But where is the shadow of the sword in Lin Nan's hand?
It's clear that you can't see it if you don't look closely...... Funny gold needle!
"Spirit snake spits letters, turtle probe!8942 times!"
"Spirit snake spit letters, turtle probe!8943 times!"
......
"The spirit snake spits out the letter, the turtle probe!9999 times!"
"The spirit snake spits out the letter, the turtle probes! one, one, ten thousand times!"
"Plop!"
When Lin Nan finally completed the "sword" 10,000 times, his body was weak, and he collapsed directly to the ground, in a large shape, lying on his back on the ground, panting heavily, the sweat had already wet the ground under him, and the whole person was like lying on a pool of water, but at this moment, he felt extremely full.
"Hahaha...... How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? No one can succeed casually......"
After a few minutes, Lin Nan laughed out loud, and even sang the two sentences in "True Hero" at the top of his voice, because he firmly believed that whether it is a hero or a peerless hero, a real master, he has never succeeded casually, and only by enduring the loneliness and loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, and paying enough sweat and hard work, it is possible to achieve real success.
It's a pity that the world only saw the moment of genius glory, but they couldn't see what kind of hardship and effort the genius had put into this glory.
The so-called genius is nothing but one percent talent and ninety-nine percent perspiration.
"Damn, when did my brother sing so well, ah?...... Grasp every touch in your life and embrace your beloved friends warmly...... It's so damn good, this voice, this feeling...... Hahaha...... It's clearly the legendary god of song......!
As soon as he sang a few words, this guy was shocked by his singing, where is this still the incomplete pentatonic and wolf howl?
"It's a pity, this is a world where martial arts are respected, otherwise a new generation of song gods would be born...... Go on!"
Taking a deep breath, Lin Nan actually started a simple and boring cultivation again while lying down like that.
Draw the sword, draw the sword, exert force, draw the sword, draw the sword, exert the force......
This is the first style of the basic sword technique of the Easy Sword Technique, and it is also the most critical and important style. There is no fixed footwork, and there is no fixed posture, what it pays attention to is that it can draw the sword directly, draw the sword, and cut the enemy directly at any time and anywhere, and what you want is fast, accurate, and ruthless, and in the case of a sudden attack, you can make the simplest and most direct counterattack in the shortest possible time.
Let the sword draw, the sword, and the enemy become a passive skill-like storage zài, just like the eyes automatically blink to block the mosquitoes that suddenly fly, and the subconscious reaction does not go through the natural reaction of the brain.
Of course, the same is true for the head-on duel, the speed of drawing the sword determines the control of the opportunity, one step ahead, step by step.
“101,102...... Your sister, you are also engraved with the four characters of Dinghai Shen Needle, isn't it very awesome when you are in the Qiankun Immortal Palace? Brother doesn't need you to be so good, and I don't need you to become a sword, you fucking get longer with your brother, well, it's so long, so that my brother has a feeling of holding a sword......
Lin Nan held the golden needle of the comic, and while taking out the sword to accumulate "proficiency", he couldn't help but say secretly.