The lights in the small building were on, and Tang Wulin followed Wuchangkong into the living room. The living room was empty and there was no one there.
"Wait a minute, I'll go get the teacher." Wu Changkong pointed to the chair, and then went upstairs.
Tang Wulin didn't sit down, but stood there obediently and waited. Not long after, Zhuoshi and Wuchangkong went downstairs to the first floor together.
Zhuoshi's eyes lit up when he saw Tang Wulin for the first time. He walked up to Tang Wulin, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was feeling something silently.
"Master!" Tang Wulin called out respectfully.
Zhuoshi raised his hand, signaling him not to speak.
After a long while, Zhuo Shi's face showed a hint of surprise, "I haven't seen you for a week, but your energy and blood are so strong? Tell me, what have you experienced. It should be a breakthrough."
"Yes." Tang Wulin said: "The school's food is very good, and it's all high-nutrition food. I started to eat a lot of it. I found that eating more high-nutrition food can subtly improve my energy and blood power. , to me, it is equivalent to a method of Qi and blood cultivation."
Zhuoshi and Wuchangkong were both taken aback, relying on food to cultivate? Shrek Academy is famous for producing monster geniuses. This kind of situation has not happened before. Some food-type soul masters have such characteristics, but what is improved is not blood, but soul power.
Generally speaking, strong qi and blood will only make the soul master's physical condition better and more suitable for cultivation. But Tang Wulin's exuberant blood had already become part of his strength.
His eating and practicing divine skills can be regarded as the most bizarre way of cultivation in Shrek Academy.
Tang Wulin narrated in detail what happened to him this week, especially the process of cultivation. When he said that he worshiped Mr. Feng as his teacher and Feng Wuyu agreed to take care of his meals, Zhuoshi's eyebrows were obviously raised.
Tang Wulin was talking so vigorously that he didn't notice this.
After talking for half an hour, he finally finished talking about his experience of the week.
"Yes, breaking through the third ring in a short period of time means that you can start trying spiritual training, and you can be regarded as a real fifth-level blacksmith. Keep working hard." After saying this, Zhuo Shi turned around and left, going straight up went upstairs.
This is the end
Tang Wulin was in a daze. He thought his master would give him some advice, but Wuchangkong frowned.
"Teacher Wu, Master, he's an old man..." Tang Wulin asked suspiciously.
Wuchangkong shook his head, "Come with me, make up the lessons you missed in the past few days, and go to class tomorrow as usual."
"yes."
Tang Wulin followed Wuchangkong to his room. Shrek Academy taught any knowledge very quickly, and there would be an obvious gap after a class. Tang Wulin's purpose in finding a dance teacher was also for this reason.
Zhuoshi went up to the second floor, his originally calm face suddenly changed, his eyes burst into anger, he quickly walked into his room, grabbed the soul guide communicator and dialed the number.
"What's the matter? It's okay to hang up." An impatient voice soon came from the other side.
"If you dare to hang me, I will demolish your lair." Zhuoshi said angrily.
"Did you take the gunpowder?" the voice on the other side said suspiciously.
"Feng Wuyu, you old bastard, did you get my permission? You accepted Tang Wulin as your disciple." Zhuoshi said angrily.
"Why do I need your permission? Who are you to me?" Feng Wuyu said disdainfully.
Zhuoshi snorted coldly, "Tang Wulin called me Shizu, who do you think I am?"
"Call you Master?" Feng Wuyu was stunned for a moment, "Fart, you don't come to take advantage of it, I've already asked, he came from Donghai City, it's none of your business?"
Zhuoshi said: "My apprentice Wuchangkong taught him in Donghai City, why is it none of my business?"
"Wuchangkong?" Feng Wuyu seemed to have remembered something, the one you expelled from the school
"I just let him go out to practice. Who drove him out of the sect? This time he came back with a few disciples, and he wanted to worship in my sect. You dare to go first. You have to give me an explanation for this matter." .”
"Tell me a fart. You are just a cheap master. What did you give him? What did you teach him? When your apprentice left, you were so angry that you didn't eat for half a month. Could it be fake? Give less I put gold on my face." Feng Wuyu did not back down.
"You! That's fine! If you have the ability, we will see the truth in terms of strength. Whoever wins will be his disciple." Zhuoshi said angrily.
"Tch, you fight with yourself, who cares about you. Anyway, I have accepted the apprentice, and I have given the benefits, and he has admitted it. If you have the ability, make him go back. If he goes back, it's up to you. Anyway, nothing more. It's just to bear the name of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors." Feng Wuyu said carelessly.
After saying this, he immediately hung up the communication.
Hearing the busy tone from the communicator, Zhuo Shi threw the soul guide communicator to the ground, "Bastard, this old bastard, you are too shameless!"
On the other side, Feng Wuyu was already laughing. Originally, he was just meditating, but now he was dancing excitedly in the forging room.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! Accepting an apprentice can still piss off the old bastard Zhuoshi, haha, I'm so happy. This apprentice received it well. Haha, hahahaha! Zhuoshi, you old bastard, let you always You are bullying me, now you have nothing to do."
Tang Wulin didn't know that because of his apprenticeship, he and Wuchangkong had been studying until midnight, which was considered to make up for the lessons that had been missed in the past few days.
Wuchangkong didn't let him go back to the dormitory, so he stayed here to meditate.
Early the next morning, when the sky was just dawning, Tang Wulin was called up by Wuchangkong. The master and apprentice stood in front of the window and looked towards the east together, practicing Ziji magic pupil.
"Teacher Wu, where is our Tang Sect in Shrek City? Should I go report with Xie Xie and Xiaoyan?" Tang Wulin asked Wuchangkong after finishing his purple breath, and slowly finished work.
Wu Changkong said: "It's in Shrek's inner city, very close to the academy, I'll take you there later."
"Oh, yes." Tang Wulin agreed.
Just as he was talking, Tang Wulin's stomach rumbled, and he looked at Wuchangkong embarrassedly, "Teacher, can I go back to the outer courtyard for breakfast?"
"Stay here and eat." Wu Changkong said.
"But, I..." Tang Wulin muttered, "I seem to be eating more now than before."
Wu Changkong said: "The teacher can afford a meal. Let's go."
The two went downstairs together, and through the living room, they happened to see Zhuoshi standing outside the small building, slowly waving his arms, moving his body.
"teacher."
"Master."
Tang Wulin went out with Wuchangkong to greet the troubled times.
Zhuoshi glanced at them and said, "Tang Wulin, come here."
"Yes." Tang Wulin walked up to Zhuo Shi.
Zhuoshi said in a deep voice, "See it clearly." While speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, circled around in front of him, and then slowly shot out.
This action couldn't be simpler. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like an ordinary old man moving his body. However, Tang Wulin, who was close at hand, felt completely different.
When Zhuoshi's right palm was raised and began to surround him, he only felt that at that moment, the master became the center of the whole world, and there was a loud and clear dragon chant sounding deep in his heart, and he was affected, and the blood in his body The madness surged, deep in the soul, the resounding dragon's chant resounded, and the whole spiritual world of him trembled, and his eyes were blurred.
That feeling was like a giant dragon suddenly emerged in front of him, and the dragon raised its head to the sky and chanted, shocking the world.
Swipe in a circle, and shoot out with the right palm. In Tang Wulin's perception, it was like a giant dragon rushing out suddenly, with an incomparably terrifying aura, a powerful blood riot, and the entire vibrating space trembled. At the same time as the palm was slapped, the air was violently torn, and the eyes became dark. It was as if the space had been completely torn apart.
In Tang Wulin's consciousness, a huge rumble appeared, the whole body was covered with thick dark red scales, and its figure was extremely majestic. It was as if the whole world was going to be torn apart.
This shocking feeling lasted for several minutes before it gradually disappeared, and the darkness in front of him also disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
"The power of blood, you need to use it like this. Go back and understand it yourself. This style is called Long Jingtian. My martial soul is a red armored dragon, so when I use it, it is called Chilong Jingtian." After leaving these words, the troubled times returned. I went back to the small building.
Tang Wulin stood there with dazed eyes and a bewitched look on his face. The body swayed slightly, and the palms were slowly gesticulating there, and golden halos surged on the body from time to time.