Chapter 422: Shenhuang Continent, Sin City (II)
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"Although this kind of exercise is superior to the technique of collecting and supplementing, if it is not practiced properly, it will inevitably fall into the inferior work. When intercourse with a woman, remember to communicate yin and yang, especially for virgins. The old man instructed again.
What is better than the art of collecting and tonifying is complete nonsense, this thing is the art of collecting and replenishing for the practice of prostitutes. The old man is vague, probably because he has not personally tried it, which is understandable.
Although Wang Xuan secretly thought in his heart that he would definitely not be able to cultivate, he promised on his lips, but he just looked absent-minded.
Seeing Wang Xuan's dazed and confused look, the old man shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll help you again." ā
He lightly clasped his palm on Wang Xuan's heavenly spirit cover, and a stream of heat poured into Wang Xuan's body along his palm, until his limbs were hundred, and his whole body was warm and comfortable, and it felt like a barbecue in the microwave.
I don't know how long it took, but the old man finally slowly withdrew his palm, beads of sweat rolled on his forehead, his face was extremely pale, and he looked like he was twenty years old.
Finally like an eighty-year-old person, it is estimated that it is useless to stick cucumbers and pull faces, Wang Xuan thought secretly in his heart.
Wang Xuan moved his arm, and there seemed to be a force flowing everywhere in the joints of his limbs, and the strength was much stronger than before.
This was the first time since he became a mortal that he felt that his body was full of strength, but his aura was gone.
The old man breathed for a long time before he opened his eyes and said, "Although you have good bones, since you are not yet eighteen years old, all parts of your body have begun to deform. The empowerment I applied to you was extremely ineffective, and the seven powers I injected into your body were less than 10% of what you absorbed. ā
He shook his head as he spoke, and he didn't know whether he was lamenting that Wang Xuan had missed a good time, or lamenting the loss of his skills.
Input 70 percent, absorb less than 10 percent? This is too inefficient, isn't it? Wang Xuan was also a little embarrassed.
If Wang Xuan also cultivated at this pace, I am afraid that he would still be bullied and extremely weak as he was in the Chosen City before.
Wang Xuan naturally wouldn't explain these things to him, for the selfless old man, Wang Xuan was not only grateful but grateful.
Looking at his pale cheeks, the old man thought seriously for the first time - even if he was really glass, he was still my benefactor.
"Thank you, old man, everything can't be forced, and with such progress now, I am also very content. Wang Xuan said lightly.
Originally, he couldn't look down on this little bit of cultivation, even if he absorbed ten out of ten into seventy, it didn't have the slightest meaning, thinking that after he completely fused the Heavenly Whisker Immortal Root, then this little bit of cultivation would really be like a stream into the ocean, insignificant.
The old man gave Wang Xuan a thumbs up and said, "I can afford to take it, I can put it down, I am really a good man." Attaboy. Little brother, don't worry, although the empowerment Dafa failed, I think that as long as you practice the mental method in that album, you will definitely be able to achieve success. ā
Why does this name sound so awkward, Wang Xuan only knows Dafa.
The empowerment was not successful, Wang Xuan's thoughts on the exercises gradually faded, the album, let's just look at it as the Spring Palace album, it is still very useful to enhance the emotional communication between husband and wife in bed, Wang Xuan smiled in his heart, and his mood was cheerful again.
"Little brother, since we met, what do you think of me to you?" Wang Xuan was still secretly happy in his heart, but he heard the old man suddenly ask.
"Needless to say, it was the old man who saved my life, and you rebuilt it. Wang Xuan replied without thinking.
A strange smile appeared on the old man's face: "Then if I want you to do a favor, would you be willing?"
Wang Xuan was worried that he would mention the matter of pretending to be someone else's son again, so he hurriedly said: "As long as it is not pretending to be someone else, and I can do it, I will definitely do it." ā
The old man nodded and said, "That's fine, in fact, this matter is also very easy - I want you to go to Ji's house and become a teacher." ā
"Old-teacher-?" Wang Xuan almost bit his tongue through.
Although Wang Xuan also wants to enter the Ji family, maybe he can find out the whereabouts of Yue'er and Zhang Daring, but teacher?
Can a teacher from a big family be called a teacher? Are you sure I'm not a servant, I'm not a tutor? And I'm so young that I can really be someone else's teacher?
This old man asked me to be a teacher? Isn't this embarrassing for me? Wang Xuan stared at the old man fiercely, if it wasn't for the big words already in front of him, he would have already stepped forward and beat the old man half to death.
Seeing the smug smile on the old man's face, Wang Xuan understood that he had fallen into the trap of the old man, this dead old man, it was okay to be someone else's slave by himself, but he still had to pull him into the water, and his conscience was very bad.
Wang Xuan seemed to see himself dressed in a green cloth shirt and a small hat on his head, and he was called by his master. He has liked an unrestrained life since he was a child, but now he is yin by this old man, and he wants to be someone else's teacher, and the hatred in his heart is really like the water of the Yangtze River.
The old man didn't need to look at his face, he knew what his expression was now, so he pretended to sigh: "Forget it, since you don't have that mind, I don't-"
"Slow-" Wang Xuan interrupted him, knowing that this old man was deliberately provoking himself to trick, but who let himself talk ahead, and he must go to this Ji family. Thinking of this, he had to grit his teeth and say, "Okay, I promise you, go to Ji's house and be an old-teacher!"
"However," Wang Xuan said in a changed tone, "It is limited to one year, that is, I will only be a teacher in the Ji family for one year." A year later, we don't owe each other. ā
"One year?" the old man nodded, "One year should be enough." Little brother, I hope you will enter the Ji family and make a career, not only for the Ji family, but also for yourself. ā
Teacher?career?For the Ji family?For himself?This old man is too capable of fooling, Wang Xuan's teeth itch with hatred, let a teacher do a career, it's really a shame that this old man can think of it.
Of course, the old man understood what Wang Xuan was thinking, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face: "Remember, God will only favor those who work hard, there is only one chance, everything depends on your own grasp, maybe what you get will be something you didn't dare to imagine in the past." ā
Wang Xuan had an intuition that the old man was going around and around, and seemed to bring himself back to the original troublesome problem. He wanted to ask again, but saw that the old man was already on his knees on the bed and breathing, obviously unwilling to talk to him again.
Wang Xuan had no choice but to swallow the words into his stomach. He was wounded today, and he was extremely tired, and he scolded this sinister old fellow in his heart for a while, and then fell asleep.
A shuddering voice woke Wang Xuan up, and when he opened his eyes, the sky was already numb. The old man over there was packing up his things and preparing to leave.
Seeing him wake up, the old man jumped up from the bed, stood in front of Wang Xuan and said loudly: "There is no feast in the world, little brother, take care." ā
Wang Xuan also hurriedly got up, regardless of the pain in his shoulder, lying on the ground and respectfully kowtowing to the old man three times.
Although the old man yin him and asked him to give others the present, he saved Wang Xuan's life, which is true and not false at all. A manly man, if there is a favor, he will be repaid, and three rings are nothing.
The old man hurriedly stopped Wang Xuan, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, there is one thing I almost forgot. Little brother, tomorrow is the Ji family's teacher selection competition, I have already signed up for you, the name is my distant nephew, I gave you a nickname, called Nengwen, remember, others call Nengwen that is to call you. Remember to go on time. ā