I don't know why, the third master has a lot of words today, and he has changed his previous yin and yang weirdness, but at this moment, he is like an elder reprimanding his thoughts.

What is cultivation, what is talent and supernatural powers, and some truths in the world, the third master said very carefully, and the most strange thing is that he listened very carefully.

It's also very strange to think about this point, he heard that a lot of what the third master said was nonsense, and every time he wanted to ridicule two sentences, he swallowed back the words under the serious gaze of the other party, and lowered his head and let the other party count down.

There is a warm current in my heart.

It's so strange, that's a feeling that he has never felt before, and he is sitting on pins and needles, and even lowers his head a little embarrassed.

"It seems that no one has ever said that he ...... in such a tone of warm and reprimanding" He was at a loss, he thought of his adoptive father, the appearance of that man had been blurred in his memory, but now it slowly coincided with the third master in front of him, "This old miscellaneous hairy ......"

Looking up again, Duan Nian suddenly felt that the third master in front of him didn't seem to be so annoying.

"Son of a bitch, you remember, even if you really don't have the chance to become a demon spirit in this life, let alone have the talent to awaken supernatural powers, don't give up, you must know that there was once a big demon who found another way......"

The third master was still chattering, but it really couldn't chat, and the words seemed to be encouraging him again.

Zizizi......

The strange sound came again and interrupted the third master, only to see that the golden flame suddenly burst out of it.

Broken thoughts were terrifying, he felt a terrifying aura in the scattered golden sparks, which was not weaker than the sense of oppression that the three-eyed giant monkey gave him before!

This made him doubt the identity of the third master, and he had a ridiculous thought in his heart, "Could it be that this old miscellaneous hair is a demon king with hidden strength?!"

This thought was shattered in the next second, and the third master returned to his original state, tilting his head and grinning, Hang Erlang acted like a market hooligan, feeling that the previous seriousness was completely an illusion of breaking thoughts.

"It worked!"

With the third master's shout, the Na Ring rolled out of the remaining golden sparks, and he was puzzled, this Na Ring had no change from the previous comparison.

"Look at it!" The third master looked proud, as if he was deliberately showing off, only to see it shouting at the ring with great coquettishness: "Open!"

Na Ring hummed, a faint light shot out from the inside out, and Broken Thoughts held his breath nervously.

One, two, three...... It wasn't until the ten breaths had passed that Na Ring slowly stood still, and the awkward atmosphere spread into the air.

"Old Zamao, you ......" Just when he was about to say something, the still Na Ring suddenly moved again, and suddenly hung in the air, and a strange light shot out, and in the light and shadow, items appeared out of thin air and scattered all over the ground.

All kinds of blades, rune paper, utensils, bamboo slips, literature, and even the cultivation of the true cultivation method that you have dreamed of!

Duan Nian looked at the items scattered all over the place and blushed and his heart beat, he never thought that there would be so many good things in the ring of a disciple of a mere sect, and then he thought about the ring of Chen Shi and was suddenly excited.

"Hahaha...... Baby!" Broken Nian pounced on him with a snort, "Third Master, it's okay to say that one person and a half!"

The third master on the side just glanced at these things casually, then shook his head and said with lack of interest: "It's all rags, the third master I'm not interested." With that, it turned its attention to Chen Shi's ring, and began to try to open it with the same means.

As for Broken Thoughts, he began to look for what he wanted in this pile of scattered items, and he directly skipped those ordinary blades, still bamboo slips and documents.

It's a pity that he didn't find the magic weapon, but he wasn't too disappointed, because he found three books of cultivation exercises and two bottles of pills, which were labeled, one bottle was called 'Huiling Pill', and the other bottle was called 'Qi Gathering Pill'.

Judging from the understanding of broken thoughts, this elixir should be to replenish the spiritual energy lost in the monk's body, and the qi gathering pill should have the effect of delaying or treating injuries, and both are indispensable items for monks to fight.

Understanding this, the third master nodded and acquiesced, looking at the way it looked, he was really not interested in these things.

Then he began to study the three exercises, and then picked up the first exercise, but he was a little disappointed when he saw its name.

"Bully Gun"

Broken and angry, he had a spear, but he didn't have the hands and feet at all, and this kind of exercise with a blade was of no use to him at all.

"Tattered ......" Breaking Nian threw this exercise aside at any time and took the second one.

"Evil Sword Technique"

"The name is domineering, and it also breaks the evil sword technique, I think it's a broken sword technique!"

Broken Nian directly threw this exercise on the ground with white eyes, jumped up and stepped on a few paws fiercely, this is inevitably a little desperate, what he wants is the kind of exercise that can breathe fire and spit water, and go to heaven and earth to enhance cultivation, not the practice of cultivating moves.

In this process, he always ignored one point, he had never been exposed to the words of this world, but he could understand the meaning at a glance, as if he had been born to learn them.

He didn't notice this until the two exercises were thrown away, and he picked up the last one with the last glimmer of hope, "God bless, God bless......"

This exercise is carried by bamboo slips, and its appearance is somewhat quaint and even tattered, and the names reflected in the brown and yellow dried bamboo are a little blurred, but they can barely be seen.

"Swallowing the Sun and Refining the Moon"

"Yo roar!" Broken Nian shouted in surprise, eager to roll on the spot to vent his excitement at the moment, and finally saw a book that seemed to be cultivated and obtained, and the name was still very domineering.

"Swallowing the sun and refining the moon, tsk...... Don't let me down. Breaking Nian opened the bamboo slip with great anticipation, without any mantra and text description, and it was just a pattern.

The pattern is divided into four pieces.

The first one is a villain doing a strange pose against the rising sun, like the most difficult posture of those yoga masters in previous lives.

In the second piece, the villain is in another strange pose against a round of the moon, which is the same difficulty as the first.

The third piece of broken thought was a little incomprehensible, and I saw the little man sitting cross-legged, his hands naturally on his knees, but the scorching sun and the full moon appeared in the background behind him at the same time.

"What do you mean...... "I don't have any clue when I think about it, if I understand it simply, the first two pictures should say that I am devouring the essence of the sun and the moon, but this third picture is completely unincomprehensible.

Broken Nian raised his head and looked at the sky, "There is a sun, but where does the moon come from in the middle of the day?"

As for the fourth piece, it is completely unclear, and I think it is because this exercise has gone through too many years, resulting in the loss of the last piece of pattern.