Unexpectedly, this girl actually reached 1 star of Xuan Qi within two days of practicing Zi Zi Shen Gong!
Everyone was surprised, this kind of talent is even more against the sky than their own back then.
Especially the suzerain muttered in his heart, no wonder there will be a third infusion of starlight. It turned out that this girl's qualifications were too high, and with the help of the unique geography of Tianrang Pavilion, she achieved this effect.
But just now, I was still reassuring people not to worry, how did I spend more than ten days practicing to get to one star... The suzerain and others felt that their faces were almost slapped.
"In this case, I don't want to test you for the time being." The suzerain nodded, and said with a righteous look: "The individual examination can be declared over, and then the sect level is next. As a disciple of this sect , but also bear the obligations of the sect. Therefore, the difficult problem of the responsibilities of the sect must be tested against you, are you convinced?"
Just as the suzerain was talking, Wu Zhe's face was already stretched.
It's clear that you want to cheat me, right? Okay, you are cheating, let me see what questions you can ask
When I finish all the problems you have posed, let's say another sentence lightly: I won't be a teacher anymore.
Hahaha! Does it make your nose crooked? !
Wu Zhe made up a bad idea in his heart, but instead became generous: "As the master of a sect, it is only natural for the suzerain to choose disciples rather than indiscriminate ones. Naturally, I have nothing to be dissatisfied with."
You sounded good. The suzerain thought, if he is really convinced, why is his face so long? when i'm blind It is estimated that there may not be many words in my heart.
Anyway, he decided to make things difficult a long time ago, and he was used to thick-skinned, so he waved his hand and said, "You and your companions go to the Zongmen to get it... well, your companion Zong Zhilian has the highest profound energy, it should be three-star profound energy , but it can explode to four stars, and it can reach five stars in an instant, right?"
"That's true." Wu Zhe said yes, calling the suzerain secretly in his heart.
Did he overhear these words or judge them based on experience? It is worthy of being the powerhouse of the moon rank.
The suzerain nodded after getting an affirmative answer: "Go to the sect's mission collection office and receive a level 4 attack mission. Come find me after you complete it."
"... I obey." Wu Zhe cupped his hands.
The suzerain ordered Elder Fuling to take a box from the side, and took out a green sign: "Red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, gold, this sign allows you to leapfrog to receive a level 4 task. It can't be higher, and you can't wait." It is absolutely impossible to complete the fifth-level task, so don't be too ambitious."
"..." Wu Zhe cupped his hands and didn't say much. After saying hello to the uncle and Shi Zigong, he began to push the wheelbarrow away by himself.
Elder Fu Ling wanted to help, but Wu Zhe politely refused.
Everyone watched Wu Zhe push the cart by himself, and was about to go out alone.
Shizi couldn't bear it when he was young, and followed the wheeler in silence. Knowing the girl's strong mentality vaguely, she didn't reach out to help push the cart in public, but just went out with the cart.
The sad autumn old man was behind, silent, pretending that I don't really exist.
Seeing Wu Zhe and the crown prince walking away, Elder Fuling said in a strange way: "Okay, I feel like I've been bullied now. What a lonely and thin girl's back, and someone made her legs disabled. What a girl, a certain Why do people have the heart to torment others like this?"
The suzerain couldn't hold back his face, coughed dryly and retorted: "Who said that this girl is weird before? Why is it the other way around now?"
King Qi couldn't help smiling wryly at the side: "This girl is indeed a ghost. Don't look at her infinitely bleak when she left just now, and she didn't show any flaws in her expression or movements. But I have been watching people for many years, and I feel that she is so unavoidable. A bit contrived."
"Yes, she is just pretending to be pitiful." The suzerain said that I was the one who was really wronged: "That's why I have to consider her many times. Although the jade is beautiful, I'm afraid it won't work if I don't carve it."
Elder Fu Ling and King Qi thought for a while and nodded.
"How about it, I don't spoil this girl, right?" The suzerain shrugged his shoulders.
King Qi sighed: "I'm ashamed to say, these old bones have been embarrassing by a little girl several times. I guess Lao Bai and the others are not very good."
Elder Fu Ling smiled and said, "Hey, you really guessed right."
Wu Zhe came out of the inner hall, saw the prince following him, and said, "The prince is busy with affairs, there is no need to see him off."
"It's just going the same way, Miss Wang Xiao, please don't refuse." The prince said with a smile, "And I won't help push the cart, so it won't affect the girl's mood."
Wu Zhe rolled his eyes: "You think I love pushing carts by myself? Don't be idle, you push."
On the contrary, Shi Zi happily stretched out the back handle of the cart: "Miss Xiao really didn't value my identity, thank you."
Wu Zhe snorted and said, "Looking at you being tall, handsome, rich and leisurely idle, it's hard for me to be short and poor."
"Tall, handsome and rich? Short and poor?" Shizi was taken aback for a moment, then quickly laughed: "This is an interesting description, but it is not appropriate. Miss Xiao is not short and poor."
"It's not that you are short and poor, so you won't be bullied by the suzerain like this. And that old man, I don't know whose family is the one who is not... Huh, he deliberately sang and sang to deceive people."
The prince laughed even more: "Miss Xiao's words are ironic. Yes, that person is not someone else, but the person she roughly guessed in her heart. But since he is willing to allow the girl to call him uncle, why doesn't he accept it? This shows that he does not want to associate with the girl as an identity."
"Okay, then pretend to be stupid. It's just that the stupidity is a bit fake."
As the son said, some true feelings surged in his heart, and he couldn't help persuading him as a filial son: "It doesn't matter whether it's fake or not. During his time in the world, he was supported by the suzerain's unrestrained magical power. Please forgive me, girl." …”
Wu Zhe suddenly thought of his parents in another world. After the original body was suddenly crushed to death by a chandelier, he didn't know how they would survive.
She couldn't help feeling soft, and suddenly asked, "What does uncle like?"
The eldest son heard that Wu Zhe wanted to help his father have some fun, so he couldn't help but hastily replied: "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, especially poetry and poetry."
"Like these things? Not obsessed with Xuanwu? No wonder the longevity is not as good as the suzerain and the elders." Wu Zhe hummed: "Well, find me a study."
The prince was delighted, turned back to the front of the cart and bowed: "Thank you in advance!"
In the study, the son grinds the ink himself.
Wu Zhe swiped his brush, and the poems were written on white paper as if they didn't need money.
The gorgeous poems were written in various famous fonts, which made the prince dumbfounded.
"The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the long river is round at sunset..."
"Pinglin Momo is like weaving smoke, and the cold mountain area is sad and green..."
"A confidant in the sea is like a neighbor in the world..."
"Saimen is still bleak in March, even though there are weeping willows that haven't felt spring..."
I have heard this Xiao Niu's poems a long time ago, and I thought it was a bit exaggerated at first. After these few days of contact, I am a little skeptical. But seeing her now, Shizi realized that her talent was so exaggerated that it was shocking!
After Wu Zhe finished writing these, he suddenly started to write with both hands.
The right hand inscribed the five-character title of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and the left hand wrote at the same time: "The first time, the wind and snow changed..."
The prince rubbed his eyes, she could write a book with both hands at the same time
No way? I have seen talented men and women who write with both hands at the same time, but they can only practice certain poems for many years.
What she's writing now is...
I saw Wu Zhe scribbling on the white paper: "The vast waters of the Qiantang River bypass the Niujia Village in Lin'an endlessly day and night, and flow east into the sea..."
Then the right hand who finished writing the title actually wrote in the next few lines at the same time: "The speaker is in his fifties, and his blue cloth robe has faded to blue-gray long ago..."
Is this a book? The son has read a lot of books, and has also secretly seen similar books on martial arts, so he understands that the two place names of Qiantang River and Lin'an are probably fabricated river names and place names.
"It's too slow to write." Wu Zhe complained. Putting the writing brush aside, I took out the eyebrow pencil for makeup, trimmed it a bit, and started to write with two eyebrow pencils.
Wu Zhe writes with both hands extremely fast, not only without thinking, it's almost like a typewriter.
And writing with both hands at the same time, the speed doubled sharply.
Not to mention far faster than the cursive writing speed of ordinary people, it is even faster than the writing speed of ordinary people in another world with pens.
It took her less than half an hour to finish writing the first chapter.
Shizi stood by the side all the time, following the words written by Wu Zhe, and his whole mind was immersed in the story.
Yang Tiexin, Guo Xiaotian, Bao Xiruo...
Every vivid character that has never been seen in similar books is vividly expressed in Wu Zhe's pen.
"The second time, the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River..." Wu Zhe glanced at Chazhan.
The prince hastily picked up the kettle from the charcoal stove beside him like a book boy, poured some hot water on it, and offered it respectfully.
Wu Zhe snorted in satisfaction and continued to write.
"Yan Lie stepped out of the room, only to see a middle-aged scholar dragging his shoe, kicking and kicking..."
The son was fascinated by watching again, but he didn't realize that the time was approaching noon.
It wasn't until Wu Zhe finished writing the second chapter and rubbed his wrists that Shi Zi came back to his senses.
As soon as he withdrew his thoughts, Shizi noticed her white and slender wrists, and couldn't help but feel moved, but he, who has always had no time to care about women, quickly turned his eyes away, cupped his hands and said: "Miss Xiao, this book is written for... that uncle. ?"
"That's right, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes." Wu Zhe nodded: "The first two episodes are for you to watch for free, serialized. If you think it's good, pay money to subscribe."
"Ah? Serialization? Subscription?" Shizi couldn't react for a moment.
"I just need to bring the money, so I will continue to write. Otherwise, everyone is very busy, so there is no time to write to the uncle. It is treated as a big customer discount, and you can pay three hundred taels of silver every time." Wu Wu Zhe brazenly began to play big names, and even began to hint that Yi Duan was even more threatening. (To be continued.)