Uncle Luo's house has a lot of all kinds of equipment that Han Zhou doesn't know at all.

"Uncle Luo is a master."

"The superior wants to take me as an apprentice."

"So, at this time, I should resonate with Uncle Luo, say what is on his mind, and make him feel that the choice is right!"

After entering the house, Han Zhou began to perform:

"Uncle Luo, your identity should be very special, right?"

Uncle Luo scratched the beard on his cheek with his backhand: "Oh? ”

Han Zhou picked up a new type of optical brain and looked at it: "I guess, Uncle Luo must have a sighing past, a powerful enemy, and a heart-wrenching emotional wound." ”

"You were seriously injured, mixed into a garbage boat, and dumped in the third port."

"After crawling out, you live in seclusion in this slum, plotting revenge."

Uncle Luo picked up a crystal plate and inserted it into the slot of the large light brain, but he didn't reply: "You guessed wrong, I'm the Saint Xuanxing who came by traveling spaceship." ”

Han Zhou thought for a moment: "Then Uncle Luo, are you childless and daughterless, and you want to accept an apprentice for your old age?" ”

After Uncle Luo plugged in the crystal plate, he turned on the large light brain: "I have a son, and now he is in the army, at the level of captain." ”

Guessed wrong again?

Han Zhou had an expression that I understood: "Uncle Naluo, you must be a peerless master, with a special identity and a special mission, staying in the third port of the Holy Xuanxing, looking for a talented newcomer to cultivate?" ”

Uncle Luo opened a software on the light brain: "I don't have any special identity, a monk of the Jindan period, living in seclusion here." ”

"Your brain, this story structure, to write a novel and send it out will definitely hit the street."

This Han Zhou is not convinced, I can't write it myself, can't I copy it? Can I have less novels in my head?

"That'...... Uncle Luo didn't think about taking me as an apprentice? ”

"I've thought about it." Uncle Luo: "Come, write an article." ”

"You practice Confucianism, right, write an article and I'll take a look."

Ever thought about taking in apprentices? That's good, I'm really talented, although Uncle Luo doesn't say it, but isn't the test coming!

Han Zhou smiled and took out a diamond brick and a mace in the space ring.

In Uncle Luo's puzzled eyes, Han Zhou put away the bricks and mace: "I'm a repairman, it's reasonable to take out the mace......

"I picked the wrong ring."

If there is not enough space, the number will be made up.

Although there are no large space rings, there are quite a lot of low-quality rings in Han Zhou's hand, all of which were found in the garbage dump before.

Take out a gel pen and notebook: "What to write?" ”

Uncle Luo's fingers tapped on the table: "You, this book, can you enter the ink with a literary tone?" ”

"Tone into ink?" Han Zhou silently put away his sketchpen and notebook, took out the original pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began to write.

Is it because you want to consider a killer move?

Han Zhou runs the tone of culture, word by word.

"My "Song of the General" is almost hot, every time I write it, I am a little bit less literary, and I can't write it."

"If Uncle Luo sees that I haven't written it, he will definitely not be willing to accept apprentices."

"While I was procrastinating, I resumed my tone and wrote slowly."

"It's me, wit!"

Han Zhou wrote very slowly, and ate kickbacks while writing, one word should have been poured into six threads of literary energy, but Han Zhou only gave five threads.

dragging and dragging, Han Zhou unexpectedly found that when he wrote the last sentence, he still had two-thirds of his tone useless!

Han Zhou was surprised: When has my tone improved so much?!! It's close to the level of children's success!

While thinking about it, the "Song of the General" on the paper burned word by word.

[Plug the long smoke and cold late autumn,

The scorching sun is like blood reflecting the mountains and rivers.

A pedestrian who rode alone on the side died,

Four hooves step away from the yellow sand.

The general drew his bow to the northern heavens,

The flag flew and the hook was broken.

Out of the sky, the soul is broken.

Thousands of miles of lonely troops fighting in the south of the Yuan.

Break a level with one arrow! 】

This poem is a very common children's war poem in this world.

As the words burned, the ink flowed, and a bow-wielding general condensed out.

Uncle Luo glanced at the general, and stretched out a finger, just a little.

I saw the general's armor torn, wailing in pain.

Han Zhou immediately touted: "Uncle Luo is so powerful, it's too fierce, one finger can hurt the general's song to summon the war general like this!" ”

"Domineering!"

Uncle Luo was silent: I used the True Yuan Finger of the Nine Levels of Condensation, but I didn't break this general's song to summon the generals? It's just that the armor is torn, and it is obvious that there is still the strength of a battle.

Uncle Luo flicked his fingers again, and the general was annihilated.

On the light brain, various data began to be displayed.

"Confucianism and Taoism war poem "Song of the General", summoning strength, condensing the ninth order."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What is this?" Why can it detect the strength of analytical attacks? ”

Uncle Luo turned off the light brain and took off the crystal plate: "My invention, the crystal plate of combat skill analysis, do you want to learn it?" ”

Han Zhou was excited: "Just this crystal version, let's take it out and find a sect to cooperate, package it and go public, we can definitely earn tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even more!! ”

Uncle Luo: "You think too much, if it can be analyzed in wartime, it's almost the same, it's too slow, and it can only be analyzed after the war." ”

Han Zhou's excitement subsided: "That's ......"

"My design approach is definitely the core selling point." Uncle Luo: "If you can be admitted to the Imperial Immortal Martial Academy and enter the refining department, maybe you can learn the knowledge of the system, and then complete the algorithm of this crystal plate." ”

"I was born in the wild, I can't learn that, you can learn it."

Han Zhou was stunned, Imperial Immortal Martial Academy? What a joke.

If only I could get here?

So can I live in a broken shantytown next to this garbage dump?

Uncle Luo continued: "Your strength is very high, and your talent should be not bad, come, test it." ”

Uncle Luo took out a mobile light brain: "Release the Wen Qi." ”

Han Zhou released a wisp of literary energy.

This piece of light brain quickly began to calculate and began to build a virtual picture.

Han Zhou's whole eyes lit up.

This optical brain is definitely the latest high-tech optical brain, the virtual picture is so real, the graphics card can be sold for at least 500,000 if it is removed!

The picture was quickly constructed.

Wenshan, six zhang high.

Learn the sea, six zhang deep.

"Wengu-level low-level talent, not bad." Uncle Luo: "If you learn all my refining weapon maintenance techniques, you should barely be able to enter the refining department of the Imperial Immortal Martial Academy." ”

The talent of Confucianism and Taoism is to look at the height of Wenshan and the depth of the sea.

The bigger the Wenshan, the deeper the sea of learning, and the stronger the talent.

It is divided into four levels: Wenyuan, Wenyou, Wengu and Wentan.

Doesn't it sound like Wengu is only in the third gear? In fact, those people with extraordinary talents have all cultivated immortals, how many masters of Wengu or above are there in Confucianism?

But Han Zhou remembered that when he was tested at school, Wenshan was only one zhang high and Xuehai was one zhang deep, and he was the most rubbish Wentan-level talent.

Why is Wenshan so tall now?

Uncle Luo: "It's a pity that you are not an immortal cultivator, if you are an immortal cultivator, you can use some potions to improve the development of spiritual roots." ”

"You are a Confucian cultivator, you can only slowly refine Wenshan by yourself and open up the sea of learning."

Han Zhou replied in seconds: "I can transfer to repair!" I can cultivate immortals! ”

Uncle Luo glanced at Han Zhou: "Are you rich?" ”

Han Zhou looked at Uncle Luo, aren't you preparing to accept apprentices, don't you prepare some benefits for apprentices?

Uncle Luo looked at Han Zhou: "You are now admitted to the refining department, and after learning the latest algorithm formation arrangement, we will cooperate to develop this crystal plate." ”

"When the time comes, I'll be seven and you'll be three."

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Didn't you say that there were many adventures after crossing over!

How did you meet a cheap dad and die?

When I met a master, I was still a picker!

Isn't there a chance to save me Han from poverty?

it.

Let's learn Uncle Luo's refining and maintenance techniques first.

"Uncle Luo, when will you teach me the refining technique?"

Uncle Luo threw out a chip: "You can learn it yourself, and if you don't understand, ask me again." ”

"By the way, this chip consumes a lot of energy, I advise you not to use it at home."

Han Zhou finally found a common language with Uncle Luo, and smiled: "Of course, I went to school and studied again." ”