I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 167 Strange talent data

At a glance, people all over the street carry a string of data on their heads...

Ok.

This is what Lin Dong imagined.

And imagination, generally speaking, is impossible to realize.

Therefore, the people he saw were normal, and there was no expected string of numbers on his forehead.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a lady?"

Lin Dong's eyes drifted, and he fell on a wall of human flesh without knowing it, and the other party immediately scolded him angrily.

"...This is the fault of the poor, don't be angry, girl."

Lin Dong quickly apologized.

It's not that he was afraid of the other party.

Mainly, he didn't want the other party to directly rely on him.

Then it's not fun.

"Humph!"

The human wall shook his head, pulled a thin man next to him who Lin Dong didn't notice, and said with a sneer, "My husband is here, no matter how rude you are, be careful to pick out your eyeballs."

"hey-hey……"

The thin man gave Lin Dong an embarrassed smile, as if to say, don't worry about it, she is like this.

"..."

Lin Dong chose to flee in despair.

It was my own fault in the first place, do you want to be like the protagonist in a novel, and if the other party scolds angrily, you will kill the whole family?

Such things cannot be done by ascetics.

And Lin Dong is a monk.

"Master..."

Not long after Lin Dong left, the healthy and fat woman hugged the thin man, and said sweetly, "You are so kind, without you, I don't even know how to face this kind of apprentice..."

Lin Dong, who hadn't gone far, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He doesn't care much about people's looks, it doesn't matter whether they are fat, thin, tall or short, they are all the same.

It's just... Isn't it a little too high for yourself to talk like this?
"...Maybe the Taoist priest didn't do it on purpose, but you are thinking too much?"

The thin man smiled awkwardly, grabbed the hands of the wall and said, "Jiaojiao, don't be like this from now on on the street, okay?"

"Well, it's all up to you, but if anyone dares to stare at me...the one over there, what are you looking at, and you will scratch your eyeballs!"

……

"How can a clear eye be useless?"

He found a random place to make a flag, and Lin Dong, who was carrying the flag and kept scanning the surrounding crowd, frowned deeply: "Could it be that there is a certain limit to the use of clear eyes?"

He doesn't quite understand.

Today's Mingyan can only be said to be a "mission prop" in general, and it cannot be regarded as his at all.

Therefore, he really didn't know much about these eyes.

This discovery made him understand a truth at the same time.

All things that are given for nothing are not necessarily good.

Only what you cultivate yourself is the best.

Of course, if this discerning eye can give you a little more comprehensive information, maybe he can grasp it directly...

After searching for a long time, Lin Dong couldn't find anything, so he could only leave this town that made him sad.

Before leaving the city, Lin Dong glanced back at the smaller city wall and thought silently: "Perhaps, only in the big cities can there be more discoveries..."

With this in mind, he set off directly to the nearest large city.

Lin Dong still wanted to win this short-term task, otherwise, he might not have the opportunity to come into contact with 'Sight' in the future.

Unless, he can practice on his own.

But in that case, it should take a lot of time.

This is not in line with profit maximization.

……

"Ok?"

"This is……"

Lin Dong's speed was very fast, and he entered the territory of Tubo that day, and when he was about to continue walking with the flag of "Break the Iron Mouth", he suddenly stopped.

His gaze was firmly fixed on the two young monks who were resting not far away.

One of the young monks said to the monk who was lazily lying on the ground: "The national teacher will give a lecture tomorrow, if you don't hurry up, you will really miss it."

"Go as you go, the poor monk is tired anyway, you have to rest when you are tired, don't you?" The monk yawned, shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Senior brother, come with me. This time, Guoshi Jiumozhi has to tell a lot of stories about the world, so why don't you go with me..."

"Wait until I wake up."

"Brother..."

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother is really tired."

"Brother, if you don't go, then I will go by myself..."

The younger brother was about to make a threat, when he suddenly felt a black and evil force appearing on the scene, he put his hands together with a smile and asked, "What's the matter with this Taoist priest?"

"It's okay, little monk, you can do as you please."

Lin Dong shook his head, and looked over the forehead of the drowsy little monk who was lying on the ground from time to time.

He finally saw what he wanted to see.

However, it was still different from what he thought.

Although the data is there, the data is definitely not like... [name... talent... talent characteristics].

But...

[Talent: 32 (without playing for three days, go to the house to reveal tiles)]

Such data aroused Lin Dong's strong curiosity.

Of course he knew the allusion of not hitting Fang Jiewa for three days.

This probably means that if a child is not educated regularly, he will gradually walk on a certain bad path.

However, the direct display of this talent data made him very curious.

"Could it be that this little monk wasted his talent?"

Thinking of this, Lin Dong shook his head and said to himself, "No, it won't be that simple. It's also a 'quest item' after all. How can you think about it so simply?"

After thinking about it for a while, and knowing that the lazy little monk was not easy to communicate with, Lin Dong then set his eyes on the junior brother: "The poor are polite..."

"No need..."

The little monk had been secretly observing Lin Dong, and after discovering that the Taoist had a dusty aura, he gradually stared blankly. When he came back to his senses and saw the other party saluting to him, he panicked and shook his head quickly: "You At first glance, you are of great virtue, and the little monk should salute you."

"They are all practitioners, so there is no need to be like this."

Lin Dong shook his head, did not continue this topic, but slowly sat aside, glanced at the lazy little monk and said: "Your senior brother, is this always the case?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong. Seeing that he is very talented, Poor Dao is curious why he doesn't work hard so that he can achieve something in the future. Instead..."

"You really are a virtuous person!"

The little monk nodded excitedly: "Master also said that his talent is very good, but because of not working hard enough, this talent has gradually begun to decline. He also said that if he does not repent, it may be difficult for him to achieve anything in this life." gone."

"Oh?"

Lin Dong suddenly became interested, and hurriedly asked: "If that's the case, can I ask the two of you where you practice?"

"Naturally!"

The little monk smiled shyly, and pointed to the northwest direction: "Senior brother and I became monks in the Mingxin Temple over there, and we grew up together until..."

"Brother!"

"Brother, wake up!"

"I, I seem to have seen a ghost. Just now there was a Taoist priest who was talking to me, and suddenly disappeared..."

"Brother, wake up quickly!"

(End of this chapter)