I just want to be stable, I was hung up and became a Valkyrie

Chapter 134
Walking on the stairs leading to the top floor, Shen Qian still couldn't get over his thoughts.

After talking with Shi Dingyan and Liu Changqing, Shen Qian solved many doubts, but more doubts were born in his heart.

For example, Shi Dingyan didn't tell Shen Qian why the Ministry of Martial Arts tried to occupy that "door" until the end.

Maybe it has something to do with aura?

Shen Qian boldly guessed.

Assuming what Liu Changqing said is true, that is, all spiritual energy in the world comes from these dimensions.

But it's not easy to explain why they wanted to take the White Walker away.

There is also the Ministry of Military Law, an institution that once ruled the pinnacle of China's power. Over the years, the sense of existence is extremely low, and even ordinary people have almost forgotten about this department. Whether it will really sink or is still plotting something.

Shen Qian could have predicted his actions that day, and in a sense, he had completely put himself and the Ministry of Martial Arts on the opposite side.

But Shen Qian did not regret it,
He is not a good person, but in life, there are always some bottom lines that cannot be compromised.

The roar of the engine of the weather adjustment system resounded above his head, Shen Qian put away his wild thoughts and walked towards the edge of the tower top.

He didn't intend to continue to ask the big brother Gao these questions.

Obviously, what Shi Dingyan told him is what he can know or understand at present, as for the others, it is useless to think too much.

The boss Gao, who was wearing a long white suit, was still sitting on the black sofa, gazing quietly at Jingcheng below with his chin in his hands, as always, as if he had never left.

Seeing this back view, Shen Qian's heart, which had been complicated for a while, suddenly calmed down.

"Teacher!" After walking a few steps quickly, Shen Qian saluted respectfully.

"sit down."

Gao Wenyuan waved his hand, and added tables and chairs beside him, and there was already a bottle of White Bull on the table.

"Don't drink alcohol before your body recovers, drink this." Gao Wenyuan said with a gentle smile.

Shen Qian unscrewed the energy drink on the table, took a sip, then smacked his lips, savoring it carefully.

"Don't think too much, it's just an ordinary white cow." Seeing through Shen Qian's thoughts, Gao Wenyuan said.

Shen Qian chuckled, put down the white cow, and first asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Teacher, the dead energy in my body..."

"At this."

With a wave of Gao Wenyuan's hand, a round glass bottle appeared on the table. The inside of the bottle was as black as ink, shrouded in mist, and even faintly flickered with lightning, like a miniature thundercloud.

Shen Qian was overjoyed when he saw this.

When he woke up, he found that the dead energy in his body had disappeared, and he was still a little worried at the time.

After all, although these dead qi were the main culprit that caused him to faint, but from another perspective, these dead qi are also the purest vitality, which can be devoured and assimilated by him bit by bit.

This is much faster than running the ancient body training formula by yourself.

A huge problem brought about by a good foundation is that Shen Qian needs countless times more aura than ordinary people every time he advances. These necromantic auras are considered unexpected gains, and for Shen Qian it can be called a big gift package for cultivation.

The teacher still understands me!
"Teacher, I still have a small question."

Shen Qian tried to circulate the remaining vitality in his body, and then said.

"Why can't your original vitality be turned into dead energy?" Gao Wenyuan smiled lightly.

Shen Qian can only feel that it is easy to talk to the boss Gao, and it goes without saying that he knows what he wants to ask.

Shen Qian didn't know whether it was a foretelling or a mind-reading technique, anyway, all he had to do was shout loudly.

What Big Brother Gao said was indeed what Shen Qian wanted to ask.

It stands to reason that my vitality has the characteristics of devouring and transforming. Since I have absorbed the energy of the dead, I should be able to transform the energy of the dead.

This is a skill that can create undead brothers, and it is still very useful on the battlefield.

Since Shen Qian's mental power became more and more perverted, Shen Qian had already started to move closer to the great wisdom, so he could immediately think of many things that he didn't think about before.

"Please ask the teacher to clarify."

"Aura is mixed, but it is one of the external forms of 'Tao', and there are many kinds of Tao, wind, thunder, water and fire are Tao, frost, rain and snow are also Tao, time is Tao, space is also Tao, life and death, reincarnation..."

Gao Wenyuan said softly, "Tao can be divided into big and small, high and low."

Shen Qian suddenly woke up.

"The teacher said that life and death are the way, so I can't control it?"

"Your original vitality has many characteristics, but it is still far from being able to cover all of them."

Gao Wenyuan nodded, "Although you can't control the dead energy for the time being, the dead energy can still plant a seed, and when the time is right, it will blossom and bear fruit."

Shen Qian understood.

His vitality contained many characteristics, but compared to the elements in the entire world, it was still far behind.

But compared to others, he has an advantage that no one has.

That is infinite possibility.

"Then what path will I take in the future?"

Shen Qian seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Gao Wenyuan didn't answer.

"Teacher, about the results of the college entrance examination..." Shen Qian didn't continue to ask, but instead mentioned what happened a few days ago.

"I know."

Gao Wenyuan smiled faintly, and interrupted Shen Qian, "Now that you have made your choice, just go on."

"Yes."

Shen Qian probably also guessed that with the big brother's high temperament, he would not interfere with him on this kind of issue.

"Is there still a problem?"

"Teacher, do you know the Palace of Hundred Kings?"

As soon as Shen Qian's words came out, even he was stunned.

Due to some kind of spiritual restriction, he couldn't share the matter of the Palace of Hundred Kings with anyone, including the rules of full marks in the college entrance examination.

But at this moment when he was talking to Gao Wenyuan about this matter, he said it naturally, as silkily as if the restrictive law did not exist.

"You're talking about the organization founded by the first three kings, I've heard of it."

Gao Wenyuan nodded slightly with a calm face.

From Gao Wenyuan's point of view, it seems that he doesn't have much entanglement with the Palace of Hundred Kings?

Shen Qian was not too disappointed. This result was basically expected. After all, Gao Wenyuan became famous before the establishment of the Hundred Kings Hall.

But if this is the case, the big brother Gao is actually a figure of the same period as the Nine Kings of China's first generation?
Shen Qian suddenly realized this detail.

Shen Qian settled down, and told how he joined the Hundred Kings Palace and what he had seen and heard in it, and then looked at Gao Wenyuan expectantly.

"I see."

Gao Wenyuan only spit out these four words, and there was no more words.

Shen Qian, who didn't know what the big brother Gao meant for a while, was a little depressed, and it seemed that he would not have any advice, but he didn't continue to pester him, and asked the last question he wanted to ask the most today.

"Teacher, I have become a novice martial artist now, and I can practice advanced martial arts, but I am a little entangled, and I don't know what type of martial arts is most suitable for me."

Martial arts, in a narrow sense, are techniques for maximizing one's own strength.

But in a broad sense, it is more than that, because many martial arts are actually a balance of strength and speed.

For example, sacrificing part of the strength in order to gain faster speed, this is body martial arts.

Or temporarily sacrifice a part of mobility in order to accumulate strength beyond one's upper limit, this is an attacking martial art.

In the stage before the quasi-martial artist, due to lack of vitality, the martial artist can only choose to practice basic martial arts.

Ancient martial arts can be regarded as a special case, but in essence they are still extensions of basic martial arts.

Only after the martial artist has vitality can he truly open the door to martial arts.

A powerful martial skill can allow warriors to have power beyond their own ranks, or to exert various magical effects at critical moments. This is the charm of martial arts.

However, only the martial arts that fit one's own body can achieve this level.

There are too many types of martial arts.

Fists, feet, legs, knives, guns, swords and sticks...

It stands to reason that there is a system, and Shen Qian is actually the least entangled. No matter what martial arts, it should be able to exert its greatest power in the hands of the system.

But Shen Qian thought about it carefully, but it was precisely because of the existence of the system that he had difficulty choosing.

Among the many martial arts in these fields, who is the fiercest one?
Trying one by one, Rashomon, who is time-consuming and easy to fall into the choice of martial arts, finally gets confused.

That's why Shen Qian wanted to listen to the opinion of the big brother Gao first.

"Why don't you create your own school?" After listening to Shen Qian's doubts, Gao Wenyuan smiled and said leisurely.

Shen Qian's body shook.

"... Self-created?"

This was a direction he had never thought of.

Because in Shen Qian's subconscious mind, the creation of martial arts is exclusive to the strong. After all, one must first have a sufficient understanding of the nature of the use of power before one has the theoretical basis for creating martial arts.

"Since you can practice basic martial arts to the point of 'flawless', you already have this potential."

Gao Wenyuan smiled, "There is no absolutely perfect technique in this world, but there must be one that suits you best."

Shen Qian was thoughtful.

This sentence instantly brought Shen Qian out of the misunderstanding.

With the ability to comprehend the system, this is really a feasible path.

It's just that I always feel that Gao Wenyuan's smile is a bit meaningful, but Shen Qian is not sure if it is his own illusion.

"Teacher, then I'll go."

With the answer, Shen Qian bowed to Gao Wenyuan and prepared to leave.

"Seldom go out these few days." Gao Wenyuan said suddenly.

"what?"

Shen Qian raised his head, but Gao Wenyuan had resumed his previous posture overlooking Jingcheng, and stopped talking to Shen Qian.

Perhaps the mystery is the exclusive card of the bosses.

Shen Qian slandered, and finally bowed and left the top floor of Tongtian Tower.

……

Walking on the streets of Jingcheng, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, Shen Qian was still thinking about the meaning of Da Lao Gao's phrase "don't go out".

until……

Bang!
Shen Qian fell face down on the street.

Shen Qian got up with a dazed expression.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the banana peel on the ground, falling into a constant daze.

The owner of my majestic body with ten apertures, a peerless genius whose fighting power is comparable to that of a Chinese martial artist, unexpectedly...

Shamed by a banana peel?
Shen Qian couldn't believe it, but after he repeatedly checked and confirmed that it was just an ordinary banana peel, he couldn't help but doubt life.

Not to mention beginners in martial arts, even a martial arts candidate with a stronger physique, it is impossible for him to be slipped by a banana peel!

But just now he didn't know whether he was distracted or what, Shen Qian was stunned and didn't react.

After standing there for a long time, and took a few close-ups of the banana peel, Shen Qian left with difficulty.

……

And on the balcony facing the street on the 17th floor of Tongtian Tower, there was a person leaning on the wall and laughing out of shape, and then looked at the high-definition pictures taken on the bracelet, and couldn't help laughing again.

"I can now conclude that my junior brother will become a great talent in the future. When he is awesome one day, I will go to Qianbao Online to auction his black history, and I will definitely make a lot of money!"

Although Shi Dingyan on the side also smiled, he still couldn't help admonishing him: "As an elder brother, you only want to collect dirty information about your junior brother all day long, what a shame!"

"Third senior brother, these words can't persuade me!"

Liu Changqing snorted softly, "Who told me to find this in his clothes?"

What Liu Changqing held in his hand was a pink USB flash drive.

"What's on this plate that makes you care so much?" Shi Dingyan asked suspiciously.

"Cough, it's nothing... In short, my junior brother is not a good bird. Fortunately, I found out in time." Liu Changqing's rare old face flushed.

Shi Dingyan shook his head, and was about to say something when a white and slender hand beside him tugged at his sleeve.

"Junior Brother Ninth...is he alright?"

Ji Ruoshui frowned slightly, looking worriedly at Shen Qian's limping away figure.

"It won't be a big deal."

Shi Dingyan knew that Ji Ruoshui was kind-hearted and couldn't see others suffering, so he comforted him, "His luck backlash of this level is only the weakest kind, at most he will be unlucky, and his life will not be in danger."

Ji Ruoshui frowned a little, nodded and stopped talking, just staring at Shen Qian's back that was fading away in the setting sun.

"Let me tell you, this kid shouldn't have been in the limelight back then. What kind of shit 'Light of Jingcheng', is this title so easy to wear?"

Liu Changqing sneered, "Look at these white-eyed wolves who don't know the so-called white-eyed wolves. They start to sneer at the slightest gossip. I heard worse things when I went to the street that day. At that time, I really wanted to kill those shrews! "

"Evergreen!"

Seeing that hidden worry appeared on Ji Ruoshui's face again, Shi Dingyan frowned and scolded.

"The teacher is also for the sake of the younger brother. How can the road of peerless arrogance be so easy? A certain amount of luck can help him at critical moments."

"Why don't I know this truth, I just... I'm just worried that this kid won't think about it." Liu Changqing said sullenly.

"Then you underestimate him too!"

Shi Dingyan said, "Besides, it's only a few days before the announcement of the college entrance examination results. Judging from the teacher's reaction, I'm afraid the performance of the little junior has far exceeded our expectations."

"Just wait, but I believe that this time, my junior brother will really surprise everyone!"

……

Shen Qian frightened and looked left and right, and after confirming that the light was green and that there were no obviously speeding vehicles on both sides, he quickly walked across the zebra crossing.

Bang!

Shen Qian, who had been on guard all the time, made a deft move to avoid the sneak attack of the "hidden weapon" that suddenly appeared.

Looking closely, the "hidden weapon" is actually a huge prickly pear.

"Sorry, I was supposed to throw the bottle, but I threw it wrong!"

A head poked out from a passing car, apologized without sincerity, and then ran away in a hurry.

Do you have prickly pears in your car?
Shen Qian could hardly complain.

From the time I got out of the Tongtian Tower to now, I have only walked three streets. Shen Qian has encountered more than a dozen accidents, large and small. He was almost hit by a car and almost smashed by a vase. After killing his wife, he was about to chop up his former wife with a kitchen knife...

At this moment, Shen Qian probably understood why the boss Gao told him to "keep going out".

For a while, Shen Qian still couldn't figure out where this inexplicable bad luck came from.

A singing sound suddenly sounded in the distance, and Shen Qian, who had already formed a conditioned reflex, subconsciously made a defensive posture, and then noticed that the source of the singing seemed normal, so he looked over.

With just one glance, Shen Qian was stunned.

From the end of the long street, a group of armored soldiers wearing pickaxes and holding an ice coffin came slowly. The person in the front was somewhat familiar. Shen Qian couldn't remember his name for a while, but he recognized the bag he was holding "people".

In the half-person-high photo frame was a gray-and-white photo with a smile still on it. In a trance, Shen Qian returned to the battlefield surrounded by corpses.

It seems that at that time, he also smiled like this when he fell down, even the arc of his grin was exactly the same...

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? The same robe with your son."

"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear."

"..."

The team of hundreds of people didn't notice Shen Qian who was standing on the side of the street, singing ancient songs in a deep voice, just like this slowly passed in front of Shen Qian.

"Mom, what are you doing?" A child holding a toy car next to him asked, pointing at the procession of sending the spirit.

"There must be another war somewhere, someone died..." The young mother stroked the child's head.

"I'm going to fight when I grow up!" the child raised his head and said loudly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The originally loving mother's face suddenly changed, "Being a soldier is very hard, and you don't have much money. Don't you like playing the piano? If you don't pass the martial arts exam in the future, you will become a musician. How great is that? !"

"No, I'm going to war!"

The child's stubborn temper came up, and he said stubbornly.

"Don't go!"

"Go!"

"I'm not allowed to go, the war hurts more than this, I see if you still go, if you still go..."

The young mother turned the child over and beat him hard on the buttocks. It was not until the child cried loudly that he dispelled the idea of ​​going to war, and the young mother hurried away with the child in her arms.

Shen Qian was standing on the street in a daze, listening to the sad but not sad, sad but not sad singing gradually going away, he didn't move for a long time, a long time.

(End of this chapter)