At this time, Gu Cheng was still in a dream, and Qian Sibo's words came to his mind, and Gu Cheng suddenly woke up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The next moment, there was a roar in Gu Cheng's mind, and a lot of memories were pouring into his mind.

"What the hell is this?!"

Gu Cheng woke up suddenly, he gasped for breath, his palms were still sweating, and his mind was still aching, because his brain seemed to be conflicted by a bunch of unfamiliar memories. For these unfamiliar memories, Gu Cheng was a little difficult to fully adapt, and he would not find it difficult to accept.

Because, he knew very well, his memories that had disappeared for four and a half years, and now he had recovered some of them.

"Is this the memory of a wheelchair executioner?" Gu Cheng held his head in his hands, recalling those unfamiliar memories.

He remembers that four and a half years ago, he fell into a deep sleep and became a wheelchair executioner.

In order to explore the differences in the cultivation methods of the various factions, the wheelchair executioner traveled countless roads south, through the natural realm, and arrived at Tang Tiancheng with great difficulty. In the year before and after, he studied all the nine cultivation theories of Tang Tiancheng at that time, studied day and night in the Demon Land, and found that there were mistakes in each of these nine cultivation methods, and in the end, the wheelchair executioner eliminated these mistakes and summed up a set of cultivation methods from them. It was this set of cultivation methods that the wheelchair executioner relied on, and it only took two years to rush to the realm of the Nine Heavens of Cultivation Dao, as well as the realm of the Nine Heavens of the Martial Dao, and beat all the immortal cultivators at the top of the wanted list, and he was unbeatable for a while.

Gu Cheng already knew this set of cultivation methods, and at this moment, Gu Cheng seemed to be suddenly opened, and found that Liancheng's cultivation method was one of the nine cultivation methods, and there were many mistakes.

If there is a mistake, it must be corrected!

Gu Cheng recalled this set of cultivation methods while pondering the method of correcting mistakes.

At this time, Qian Sibo was impatient, how could he still tolerate a Jin Wuwei of an eight-rank small banner openly sleeping in front of him? And now this eight-rank small flag is actually a person who joined the conscription order?

"Are you awake? If you do, then get me up quickly!" said Qian Siber sternly.

This shout interrupted Gu Cheng's train of thought, and Gu Cheng reacted immediately, his eyes were still in a trance.

"Stand up, do you hear me?" shouted Chambersberg.

Gu Cheng was stunned, and at this time, he found that the other nine people had already stood up, but he was still sitting.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng hurriedly stood up.

Qian Sibo glanced at Gu Cheng, then looked at everyone, and said sharply, "I believe that you didn't pass reasonable training before you came here. So, now, I'm going to test your physique in order to teach you to learn martial arts that are more suitable for you. Be ye careful to follow the teachings, and there will never be a next such opportunity. ”

"Fingers held out to me. Qian Sibo said, took out a knife, and slashed at Gu Cheng's fingertips with the knife.

A drop of blood dripped from his fingertips, and Qian Sibo instantly filled a bowl with blood, and the blood rolled up thick bubbles in the bowl, giving birth to a burst of smoke, which gradually transformed into a toad, which was lifelike and constantly beating.

"Innate body, is it still a toad?" Qian Sibo's brows furrowed tightly, and the fat on his face wrinkled into ripples.

As this scene happened, the other nine couldn't help but be stunned.

People who have an innate body should not be here.

Because this kind of physique not only violates the ban on cultivating immortals, but also is a kind of non-order physique. Rankless physique, that is the slowest cultivation physique!

Chambers sighed.

His breath contained a lot of disappointment.

Qian Sibo didn't speak again, only put the bowl in front of Gu Cheng, and walked to the next person again, doing the same thing.

Gu Cheng seemed to be left aside.

But Gu Cheng didn't care at all, because he was still sorting out that set of cultivation experiences, and for Gu Cheng, this set of experiences was far stronger than all the cultivation methods in Liancheng.

After half a pillar of incense, Qian Sibo tested everyone, and someone's blood turned into layers of mist in the bowl, some were moon horses, some were a ball of fire, and these blood souls turned from blood were different, and obviously the quality was also different.

But all of these Blood Souls have one thing in common - they are all motionless.

Only the toad in Gu Cheng was constantly beating.

Beating, that is a symbol of the innate body.

As for the innate body, there is no suitable guidance exercise at all.

Therefore, Qian Sibo chose to be perfunctory to Gu Cheng.

"Gu Cheng, the blood of a toad, the innate body, the unqualified physique, should choose the inferior martial arts, one yuan step. ”

Anyone knows that Yiyuan Step is not a martial art at all, it can only be regarded as a physical skill, and Qian Sibo's selection of this kind of martial art for Gu Cheng is obviously sloppy. However, this can't be blamed on Qian Sibo, because the rankless physique can only use some physical skills.

As for Gu Cheng's Chengjing Fist, it is also a physical technique.

"Xiao Hongwen, the blood of the fire body, is a medium-grade physique, and he should choose a medium-grade martial art, Fire Seal Fist. ”

"Xie Fanlan, the blood of the moon horse, is a top-grade physique, and he should choose a top-grade martial art, and the Nirvana horse changes. ”

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The physique is divided into four grades: upper, middle, lower, none, and the four grades determine how far a cultivator can go, and also determine what level of martial arts a cultivator can cultivate.

This statement has long been ingrained, and Gu Cheng has also been influenced by this statement since he was a child.

But now, he doesn't agree with that.

Because, in the memory of the wheelchair executioner, there is no such thing as a good or bad physique, each physique represents a variety of characteristics, due to the lack of exercises or the lack of some resources, some physiques are difficult to cultivate, but it does not mean that they are wasted, as long as they find the right guidance exercises and appropriate cultivation resources, even if they are inferior and unproductive, they can cultivate powerful power. As for the statement that it is divided into four physiques, as long as anyone who has been to Tang Tiancheng will know that this statement is just nonsense.

"You Yuanzheng, with mixed blood and inferior physique, should choose a hundred zhang palms. ”

When Qian Sibo read out this name, Gu Cheng was stunned at first, and subconsciously looked over, only to see that this person's appearance had indeed stored in his impression.

Because the wheelchair executioner used to deal with this man!

You Yuanzheng, he was already a Jin Wuwei four years ago, and he has gone through countless bloody battles. Every time something goes wrong, the wheelchair executioner sees him as soon as possible. But it's a pity that he was born with low talent, and he couldn't even learn martial arts, and he was defeated repeatedly, and he is still an eight-rank small banner. But Gu Cheng was very sure that his talent was just buried, because there was no waste talent in this world at all, as long as he cultivated the appropriate guiding exercises and swallowed the appropriate cultivation resources, he would definitely not stop at this realm.

"You Yuanzheng is actually a low-grade physique?" someone was surprised.

Someone started, and soon someone answered: "No matter how hard he tries, it's just a low-grade physique." ”

You Yuanzheng's face remained unchanged, and he accepted this result indifferently, because he had already guessed that he had no talent.

"Alright, you guys shut up, and come with me to pick out martial arts. Chancellor shouted, turning to walk out of the secret door.

The other nine followed Chambersberg in the same way.

Only one person still stopped.

Gu Cheng didn't move a single step, which attracted Qian Sibo's attention.

"Why don't you leave?" said Chambersburg, with some anger in his eyes.

"Because I have a question, Senho-sama. Gu Cheng hugged his fists.

Say. Chambersber said.

"Can I choose my own martial arts?" Gu Cheng said with a narrowing of his eyes.