Chapter 27 is all private emotion, and there is no acting skills at all [New book asks for recommendation votes, asks for monthly tickets]
After all, there are so many miracles in the world.
Daddy, even under his own high pressure, he can wash into the spiritual lead, and he has a chance to break through.
But in fact, his body has no possibility of supporting him to go further.
After all, these are all close to fifty people, if it weren't for the success of martial arts.
In Wang Li's previous life, those who are weaker should take care of their health, and if they are older for more than ten years, they should go to bed and wear diapers when they get out of bed.
Just such an age group is placed there, and many times it can be said that there is no weakness.
Even if my father is psychologically young, once he wipes off the dust in his heart, can he still forcibly return to the physical body with his spirit, and directly let the physical age also follow the youthful return?
Just kidding!
If martial arts cultivation can really be so miraculous and simple, then shouldn't the "Martial Sect" walk all over the streets in the Han Federation, the "Martial Artist" is not as good as a dog, and only the "Martial Honor" can shake it?
But why are there still so many martial artists who join the ranks of "black warriors" every day?
What's more, if there is really such a spiritual martial arts cultivation, Dad Wang, can he still be blocked by a mere "martial artist" breaking through the realm barrier of a "martial artist" for decades?
It is true that when the martial arts system reaches a high place, the spirit and the body go hand in hand.
It is not impossible that the spirit reflects on the physical body, and it is easy to reorganize the physical body with its own will.
But in the martial arts system, at least there must be a realm above the "martial saint" before it is possible to peek through the connections.
For a martial arts rookie like Wang's father, the flesh has always affected the spirit, and even controlled the spirit.
His fifty-year-old body was like a twilight prison composed of flesh and blood, which bound Wang Dad's spiritual will and could not be freed, and in the end it would only rot his spirit into mud along with his body.
If you want to break through the "martial artist" in such a state, you can explain it with just the word "difficult"?
What's more, Dad Wang's problems are not only physical, but also mentally, there are actually many, many loopholes, and they are not even smaller than his physical problems.
It's just that my dad has a tendon, and he wants to be a "lonely" master wholeheartedly, otherwise he would have been a martial artist like him who has not been able to advance an inch for decades, and always wants to break through the realm, he would have been the reserve of the "black warrior" a long time ago!
And Wang Li has seen from the very beginning that Wang Dad's flesh and spirit form a prison, which has long been deeply rooted, and it cannot be cured unless it is a dead hand or a violent medicine!
It's a pity that although the Han Federation is vast and has several exotic worlds that intersect with it to share resources, in fact, it is not without natural treasures specially made for the situation of Wang Dad.
But what kind of family is Wang's farmhouse, who doesn't know this bit of family background?
Even if Wang Li really took out such a heavenly treasure, he couldn't give it to his father.
So...... Wang Li had no choice but to die in the end.
Saint Seiya will always have his own way to solve the problem.
It's not Wang Lichui, from the moment he stepped into his father's practice nest, his hand speed exceeded 300 times at this moment, and he didn't know how many times he bombarded his father with just a few breaths!
The power that can smash the "atom" was penetrated by Wang Li's mastery of the Saint Seiya's wonderful peak, little by little through the inside and outside of his body, and inside each atomic cell, directly blasting out the Shen Ke twilight qi and even miscellaneous qi in his body.
Not only that, but thanks to the dedication of the well-known generals of the Three Kingdoms in the previous dungeon world, as well as acting as guinea pigs.
Wang Li had already figured out the specific arrangement and combination order of the many "atoms" that made up the entire body of the future "Martial Saints" and "Martial Gods" in that era of brilliant martial arts.
With fixed templates for "Martial Saint" and "Martial God", the rest is simple.
After all, the Saint Seiya has the "power to smash the atom", but they also have the opposite "power to create everything".
In the final analysis, both are really trying to arrange the "atoms" in order, just combining them into different "concepts".
To put it bluntly, it's not worth mentioning, for the "small universe" of Saint Seiya, it's just a little way.
Wang Li is not good at learning art now, and the "fifth sense" of the small universe is not yet able to control the [atom] by "smashing the power of the atom", so as to create everything out of thin air, everything in the world...... Even biological life, and even the extent of the universe and the sea of stars, the world's space-time.
But to readjust his physical qualifications for his father Wang, refresh a few martial arts buffs on his body, and make it reach the initial tabula rasa state of sixteen or seventeen-year-old [Future Martial God], classmate Wang can still do it more or less.
In the final analysis, these are just permutations and combinations at the [atomic] level, and the technical content is extremely low, at best, they belong to the same level as children's building blocks......
In the future, Wang Li has experienced more copy worlds, even if he brushes up a character template such as "Flood Desolation Innate Human Race", "Primordial God of the Universe", and "Chaos Four-legged Divine Beast", it is not impossible.
"So, the mentally retarded system is really not wrong, if a Saint Seiya wants to be immortal and immortal, it is really too easy......
As long as you have nothing to do and burn your own small universe to play, you can (* ฬm ฬ) usually rearrange the [atom] combination for yourself...... It's really easy and convenient. โ
One thing to say, this is much more powerful than the legendary "return me drifting boxing", Wang Li decided that after he was busy with his father's work, he would go to give his mother a few punches.
As the so-called rain and dew are evenly wet, I love my old father so much that he does not hesitate to act as a meat sandbag in person, so as to sharpen the old father's youth, so how can I not let my old mother go.
Well, and my little cutie.
But she's still young, so let's see how things go when she's older.
As for his own brother......
"That's right!"
"That little brother!"
"I said I thought I had forgotten something! Well, anyway, I should find a chance to moisten it......"
When Wang Li escaped from Wang's father again in an extremely "embarrassed" manner, as if suddenly, he hurriedly flew up and kicked on the sack that he brought over next to him.
At this moment, Wang Li swore that this kick, all of his pure emotions were private emotions, and there was no acting skills in it at all.
The next moment, I saw that there was a worm in the sack, and the pocket was loosened in a blink of an eye.
With a "poof", a small figure crawled out of the sack.
Dad Wang saw it, and suddenly the whole person was gone, and he couldn't even maintain the three-foot sword in his hand anymore.
I saw that my youngest son Wang Luo was bound by tortoiseshell, tied in an even circle from head to tail, and finally tied an extremely beautiful bow around the top of his head.
And as if to prevent him from speaking, Wang Luo also stuffed a round apple into his mouth.
Seeing that his father was here, Wang Luo quickly raised his head despite the fact that he still had an apple stuffed in his mouth, and directly said, "Ulaula...ยง!" @......" made a loud voice like a telegram monkey, and I didn't know what I was saying.
"Son! Son!! What's wrong with you!! โ
It's too late to catch up with his youngest son, and when Dad Wang looks up again, where is the figure of the black warrior in this practice hut now?