He always remembered what his father said to him: "I hope you can grow into a big tree, at least surpassing me, so that you can hold up a piece of heaven and earth for Abba, shelter from the wind and rain." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Is my father's martial arts descendant a junior brother of Roy?" Shingon guessed the answer.

Ning Ze nodded and confirmed, "Yes." ”

The little giant Roy suddenly raised his head, his eyes that were always dull and dull gave off an unprecedented brilliance, and he suddenly opened his mouth and roared, lunges and punches......

Thirteen fist shadows were combined into one punch, the fist was grand, the fist was mighty, everyone was overwhelmed by this invisible power, and the snow in the sky was all scattered, and a piece of frost appeared in the sky.

Roy punched quickly, and quickly closed his fist, and it was only a breath of time to punch and close his fist, but the breath on his body changed greatly, and the simplicity he used to have become domineering and fearless, and now looking at him again, even if he was smirking, it gave people an extremely difficult feeling to mess with, his strength was like a falling cloth, and his edge was exposed.

"Sir, senior brother, I'm ...... I didn't mean to......" Roy said apologetically, breaking through him at this time really didn't mean to.

Ning Ze smiled and praised: "The breakthrough of the martial arts spirit is focused on understanding, qi is very important, fleeting, the opportunity cannot be lost, and it will not come again, you have done a good job." ”

"Father, I know......" The mantra had calmed down at this time, Roy's strength and comprehension were in front of him, far better than him, his father chose him as the martial arts heir, it was completely true, he was not a person who was jealous of the virtuous and capable.

"Oh, what do you know?" Ning Ze asked with a smile as he looked at his son.

"Senior brother, great wisdom is foolish, martial arts talent is above me, my father's choice is right......" Mantra replied bitterly, although he was lost, there was no jealousy and resentment in his heart, and the heart tempered in the tribulation was powerful and broad.

"That's right, it's not right, Roy has some wisdom, as for martial arts talent...... It's okay, it's in the middle!"

After listening to Ning Ze's evaluation, Roy smiled innocently, he was not surprised, he knew his own affairs best, he was not a genius, but Jin Ming pouted, a little unconvinced, Roy was the best in his heart.

The others looked at Ning Ze with some incomprehension, can such cultivation and combat power be called average?

Ning Ze put away his smile and said solemnly: "Roy's only trait is his single-mindedness, do you know, he can only have one set of punches, and I only passed on one set of punches, that is, the punch just now, one punch thirteen styles, a set of punches thirteen simple movements, he has been practicing day and night for ten years, and during the ten years, he punches hundreds of thousands every day, I think I can't do it, I don't know which of you can do it?"

Everyone showed a look of surprise, Jin Ming was proud, and Wutian was proud.

"He didn't practice qi, he didn't practice the law, he only practiced martial arts, he is now pure boxing, the way of sincerity, only boxing, he is my martial arts heir, but I am not his martial arts master, I am just a guide, his way of boxing has surpassed me, he has gradually drifted away on the road of martial arts. ”

"Sir, you...... You've won a prize...... How can I be as powerful as you say," the big man scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Ning Ze shook his head, he never praised people too much, he looked at the mantra seriously and asked, "Yan'er, do you understand now?"

"Father, Brother Roy's state of mind is simple, I can't compare, the child is convinced," said Zhenyan sincerely.

Ning Ze nodded with satisfaction, he never judged a person by the level of human cultivation, he valued human nature and people's hearts, there were very few people he admired in his life, when he was a teenager, he admired the old man who crowned him, and the Lord Lizong who was still pious and polite in the world where martial arts were prevalent.

In the Battle of Golden Beach, those predecessors of the Rizong who blew up their Dao Fruit to protect the younger generations were free and bland, and they regarded death as home......

When he was young, he admired his son, who was under a spell at a young age, silently endured it, optimistic and resolute, and now he has added this alien disciple of his own, who has nothing outside his heart, and is sincere and faithful.

The person he admires is not highly cultivated, there is no Dao Ancestor with boundless power, there is no powerful Yu Emperor, and there is no father who once dominated his destiny, what he admires is the human heart, only the heart he approves, he will admire and even worship, regardless of identity, even if he is a Dao Ancestor, he is still the same.

"Yan'er, you don't have to envy your junior brother, you can't compare to him in martial arts, but your advantage is something he doesn't have," Ning Ze explained.

Zhenyan's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "What advantage do I have?"

"You have the perfect conditions to become a qi practitioner. ”

"Qi practitioner?"

"Qi practitioners are different from martial artists, they are extremely pure monks, they do not practice martial arts, do not cast Dao weapons, do not practice Taoism, they have a mind to comprehend the Tao and practice Qi, they have given up all the essence and immortality of chasing the Tao, they are the most simple Taoists, they do not fight or fight. ”

"And this kind of people? They don't have Taoist weapons, they don't know Taoism and martial arts, what is the difference between them and scholars who have no power to restrain chickens?"

"Of course there are qi practitioners, but there are very few, because qi practitioners are an extremely luxurious profession, he does not produce from production, has no combat power, and needs people to protect the way, a qi practitioner needs a huge force to support, as for the difference with scholars, it is actually very big, qi practitioners are very rich, and scholars are very poor!"

The mantra somewhat understood, and it was precisely because he understood that he was even more surprised, and he asked with a little stammer: "Does my father want me to give up practicing martial arts and concentrate on practicing qi and enlightenment to become a qi practitioner?"

"That's right!"

"No, I don't want to be a waste-like qi practitioner. ”

Ning Ze's face sank, and he said coldly: "Qi practitioners are not waste, they are the purest Taoists, qi is the foundation, martial arts are used, martial arts are just to protect the Tao, when my human race dominates the eight wildernesses, and when the four seas are weijia, the world will become the era of my human race's qi practitioners, except for soldiers practicing martial arts, everyone in the world will be qi practitioners, and thousands of races from all over the world will support my human race to practice qi." ”

Zhenyan was dizzy for a while, he was stunned by his father, Jin Ming Roy opened his mouth wide, they looked at the short and ordinary figure and lost the ability to speak, is this to enslave thousands of races from all over the world?

Bai and Cang, the two old friends looked at their master and son adoringly, the master was still so powerful, and the son was still so heroic.

Even the face of the black robe in the Dao Palace, who had a calm face and closed his eyes to practice the Fa, trembled, and his ruthless Dao heart was also shaken.

It took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses, and the truth looked at his father with a high mountain of words, he always knew that his father was the most powerful person in heaven and earth, but he never thought that the four seas and eight wildernesses had already entered his father's mind.

"Father...... Father, but now, the world is strife, and without force, it will be difficult to move an inch," Mantra tried to express his meaning.

Ning Ze smiled indifferently and said: "That's someone else, Yan'er, you are the palace master of my Northern Dao Palace, and the disciples of the entire Dao Palace are protecting the Dao for you, if you travel, you will be escorted by the Shadow Guard, and the top masters of one city and one palace will protect you, not to mention, there are me and the Six Fa behind you, the two Great Dao Ancestors protect the Dao for you, and there is a ...... in the world who is not afraid of death."

Everyone was stunned by the super-rich father in front of him, and the body of the one in the Dao Palace was crooked, and he almost fell, and his heart was messy! Is there anyone who teaches his son like this? Is there anyone who encourages his son to be a gentleman? Although he is not a gentleman, he can ......

"Father...... Father...... I...... I...... I still want to practice martial arts......"

"Practicing martial arts? What is the use of practicing martial arts, is it possible that you still have to find someone to fight the lord of the first palace, think about it, you have practiced martial arts for so many years, and you can use it? A few times against the enemy, you may intervene? Your current martial arts cultivation will also bully the little demon and the little monster, and you will fight the little demon in the first palace? Or do you want to fight against the Dao Zun and the Supreme, and the father advises you to forget it, even if you want to give away the head, you can't get close to the ...... of others."

Ning Ze's invincible taunt and ruthless blow, the quail that had been beaten by the truth like frost, wilted and didn't want to look like it, his face was full of shame, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

Roy, Jin Ming, and Wutian have long been stunned, how could they ever see Ning Ze who is so talkative, that gentleman who has rarely spoken in the past four years is really the same person as this white robe with a poisonous tongue?

"Abba, I don't want to be a useless person!" mantra summoned up the last courage.

"Yan'er, you are my son, the palace master of the Northern Underworld Dao Palace, your identity is destined to be different from others, you have no chance to fight bloodily, in case there is that day, it means that the Great Snow Mountain is dead, your martial arts talent is not high, you can only be like your junior brother, you will have a way out, different paths to the same end, when you cultivate the Dao Fetus, the achievement of the Dao Ancestor, the Supreme is not at your disposal......"

"But ......"

"No, but...... Being a father can still harm you, this is a cultivation plan made for you by your father, you can take a good look at it......"

A thick book flew in front of the mantra, and the mantra stretched out his hand to take it, and Ning Ze personally inscribed the "Mantra Cultivation Manual" on it......

Everyone inside and outside the Dao Palace has thousands of galloping horses in their hearts, they are all chess pieces, only the person who has not changed his sitting posture from beginning to end is a chess player, the key is that he even calculates himself......