Invincible little uncle

Chapter 435 3. The Sweet and Salty Double Arrogance 3
Xia Guang flipped through the exercises quickly.

After Professor Hong's popularization, cultivation in the fairy world, and his own knowledge, he can quickly master any power system based on any law.

If the battle is between him and Da Tiandao, there is no need to compare, because he will win.

But now the task is to make Hamdo win.

And this test is the ability to teach the apprentice, as well as the talent of the apprentice itself.

After reading "Eighteen Ways of Smashing Pots" at the bottom, he opened another "UFO".

The other disciples read a book carefully, sometimes closed their eyes and meditated, sometimes turned their palms over and gestured twice, as if they were comprehending.

What's more, they are crazy, their faces are sometimes joyful and sometimes sad, as if they are facing an invisible enemy.

However, the head teacher of the Xianshan School held a stack of exercises and flipped through them quickly.

His speed is staggering.

The male and female disciples in the Sutra Pavilion of the Xianshan School couldn't help turning their heads to look over.

Naturally, they would not think that their head teacher was just trying to please the public.

The level of the teacher himself is already extremely high, he must be doing some advanced and complicated operations.

All the disciples couldn't help showing admiration in their eyes.

Xia Guang flipped through the books, and after each book, an impression would be formed in his mind. Combined with his previous experience, he gradually understood that the underlying skills are skills.

level of skill.

Whether it is the 92th style of smashing the pot, the flying saucer outside the sky, or the seven-star ladle punching knife, Raphael's double-pronged technique, Paodingjieniu's one-knife style, butcher's mad battle [-] [-] styles
These all speak of the importance of skill.

It contains the true meaning of the way of salty and sweet.

But this is still the realm of mortals.

Three hours later.

Xia Guang has mastered the skills and the use of weapons in this world.

After he closed his eyes and thought about it.

Then began to climb the stairs.

He is going to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

There are quite a few students on the second floor who are reading books, and only one-third of the seats by the window are occupied. The ratio of male to female is normal. It can be seen that there is no violation of girls' rights, and there is no inequality between men and women.

Seeing the teacher coming, no one looked up, everyone was absorbed in their own world.

These disciples are obviously very different from the disciples on the first floor.

Only this point can be seen.

Xia Guang walked to a place where the sky was slanting, and as soon as his eyes lit up, he took out a book called "Nine Yin Nine Yang Nine Heavens Nine Earths Xiantian Longevity Treasure Book".

Xia Guang was rather shocked that a practice with such a name was randomly placed on the second floor for anyone to refer to.

If it were changed to Dazhou, if this kind of cultivation method was thrown into the rivers and lakes, it would probably cause a bloodbath, right?

He remembered that when he was young, the Nine Yin Evil Sutra and Nine Yang Mysterious Kung Fu were among the eight great kung fu in Jianghu.

Opened the first page of this practice book.

His eyes lit up again.

Obviously this technique is not in vain.

After flipping through it quickly, Xia Guang couldn't help but forget the time. He suddenly had a feeling that he had mastered all the fragmentary martial arts he had learned in Da Zhou before.

I didn't realize I had reached the end of the chapter.

He only felt a surge of heat from the Yongquan point, impacting on the dantian, and continued to surge upwards at the dantian, entering the Niwan Palace, causing a warm feeling all over his body.

Although this is the feeling of the body of this person named Xia Xian, it can also be seen that this exercise is powerful.

Look at the time, twilight has come.

Outside the window, it is rosy red, and the leaves are yellowing and showing some ancient connotations, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

At this time, disciples of the Sutra Pavilion began to leave one after another.

After dark, it is closed here.

Xia Guang picked another book titled "On the Yin and Yang Attributes of True Qi and Three Hundred Examples of Practical Combat", and quickly flipped through it.

What is said in this book is also the power of the normal world.

Closing his eyes and meditating, he understood the power realm of the middle-level collection of books.

The first layer, skill.

The second layer, internal force.

What about the third layer?

The third layer should be able to reveal the real power of this world, at least it should be an entry.

But even so, after just a glimpse, Xia Guang can tell that the power of this world is very powerful, much stronger than that of Da Zhou.

Things that were regarded as divine skills in the Great Zhou Dynasty were just randomly placed on the second floor here for the disciples to watch. From this, the contrast between the strength and weakness of the world on both sides can be seen.

It was almost dark.

The cloud was already as gray as iron, with only a thin layer of gold plated around the edges.

Xia Guang suddenly heard a man and a woman talking to each other.

"Xu Lan, I...I want to invite you out to a whole salty banquet, would you like to come?"

It was a young boy's voice, "Maybe you and I can have a better understanding of the way of saltiness."

But the girl chuckled lightly: "I'm really sorry, but recently I want to calm down and think about the shortcomings in my cultivation, and I don't want to leave the Xianshan School."

"It's okay, I can wait until you are willing to leave."

"Actually, I can understand your heart for me, but you and I don't have the same taste. For example, when I eat tofu nao, I will add two spoons of salt, but you will only add one spoonful."

"I can change it."

"It's useless. When I drink tea, I like to add two pinches, but you don't want to add it. Obviously, you don't understand the way of saltiness enough. You are such an old man, but you haven't realized that salty has nowhere to go. No, I really don't like you."

"I can change it too."

"It's useless, Aotian, you don't understand. You should have understood these things yourself, and you don't need to be reminded by others. What others suggest is not comprehension. It is not something that you comprehend yourself. After all, it is not you. of."

"Xu Lan, I can change anything, me."

"Long Aotian, do you know that you are a waste! You are really useless! I have been waiting for you for three years, but you have nothing!"

"Xu Lan, it's not what you think, me."

The girl no longer paid attention to him.

The young man dragged his heavy steps, like a prisoner who was sentenced to death in shackles, and walked out the door into the night.

Xia Guang was also preparing to leave.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure on the opposite side turned around at the same time and greeted her.

The young girl has a plump body and a beautiful face. She is wearing a white dress, revealing her calves like broken lotuses. At the bottom, she wears a pair of small white shoes with blue flowers.

"Master Zhang, I am the 280th and eighth generation elite disciple of the sect, Xu Lan, may I ask you some questions about the exercises?"

The girl was a little nervous.

Xia Guang naturally would not refuse to teach and teach.

Xu Lan said: "However, I have a lot of questions to ask. If the head teacher is free tonight, I would like to invite you out and talk about it while eating."

Xia Guang was taken aback: "Didn't you just tell that young man to think quietly and not to leave the sect?"

The female disciple didn't expect her conversation just now to be listened to, her face turned a little red, and she faltered and said: "Of course the teacher is different from him. If you are willing to give pointers, Xu Lan is willing to go anywhere."

She looked charming, her pretty face was slightly flushed, and she had the look of a little daughter.

Xia Guang looked at her and knew what she was thinking. If he agreed, the girl would be able to let him embrace her tonight, but he was not interested.

When Xu Lan saw the teacher's refusal, his eyes showed some disappointment, and then he left in a hurry.

The door of the Sutra Pavilion was about to close.

After Xia Guang said goodbye to the disciples guarding the gate, he strolled into the darkness.

When passing through the grove, he suddenly heard the low growl of a young man, the voice was filled with incomparable anger and grief.

Accompanied by the sound of fists hitting trees.

Xia Guang's eyesight is very good, and when he looked sideways, it was the boy named Long Aotian from before.

With a thought, he walked over.

(End of this chapter)