Repugnant Gateway

"Go and wash the dishes."

The middle-aged man finished the fish and drank the fish soup, and handed the bowl to An Zheng: "Wash it."

An Zheng looked at the guy like a monster, and finally broke out: "Who are you ?! Let me mention any broken fish baskets when you encounter you. If not, you will tell me where my friends are, Why do I mention your fish basket? I ’ll wash the dishes for you. Do I want to give you a back massage? "

"Don't wash dishes, I won't say."

The man said coldly.

An Zheng raised his fist and shook it. The man glanced at An Zheng. An Zheng loosened his fist and took two bowls to wash by the river.

"How dirty the river is."

The man said: "Look, there are so many fish in this river, eating, drinking and sleeping are all in the water ... the most important thing is that I also peed in the river just now."

An Zheng glared at him: "Then tell me where to go?"

"this is for you."

The middle-aged man pulled out a broken book from his arms and threw it to Anzheng: "I think most of your cultivation ability attributes are in speed, and you can barely see it in your realm. In the past, although it was not worth seeing. The closest place for washing dishes is Qinghuizong ’s back kitchen on the top of the mountain. You take this exercise and go to Qinghuizong ’s back kitchen to give my bowl I washed it, and I will give you two hours. "

"What's wrong with you?"

An Zheng asked.

The man snapped his fingers, and An Zheng's body immediately lingered. After a while, An Zheng was overturned to the ground by electricity, and his body twitched.

"Your little bit of heavenly power is unbearable. If you wash my bowl well, I will not only pass you the exercises that make you faster, but also the exercises that make you stronger."

He lay back: "I am sleepy and go to sleep. If the bowl is not cleaned after two hours, you will get out of the way. You can find out where your friends are."

An Zheng scolded this guy more than 700 times in his heart, set aside two empty bowls, opened the old book that was almost scattered, then looked up at the guy: "What's your name?" . "

"When can you quietly go to Qinghuizong's kitchen to wash my dishes, I will tell you."

As soon as he turned, he snored.

An Zheng sighed, he really had nothing to say when he met such a weirdo. But this cannot be said to be bad luck, and of course I don't know if it is good luck. Lord Huo said that he has good luck, but now it is no longer in the Daxi era. God knows that this good luck still works ...

Qing Huizong's back kitchen?

An Zheng could n’t help but want to scold the street. If he could easily sneak into Qinghuizong ’s kitchen to wash dishes, then he could easily sneak into Qinghuizong to kill all Luo Duoduo ’s enemies ... Liang, the guy who looks so disgusting, can't help but know that he wants to avenge Luo Duoduo, so he deliberately let himself practice this exercise?

He didn't think about anything else, and began to read carefully after opening the book.

However, he was disappointed that there was no word in this exercise, only the pattern of hate and scribble. It can be seen that the person who draws this picture has no painting skills at all, and the painting is simply terrible. The human figures drawn are similar to those of stick figures.

"Hey!"

An Zheng shouted to the guy over there: "Is there a text version."

The man snorted: "The person who draws this is not literate at all, what text version do you want."

An Zheng gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask, and the guy wouldn't say it when asked. After a full hour, Anzheng still found nothing. The man said that he could only practice two hours, including going to Qinghuizong's kitchen to wash dishes. Now that one hour had passed, he didn't even understand the picture.

As time passed by one minute and one second, An Zheng was no longer quiet in his heart. He threw the book aside with a snap, picked up two bowls and walked towards the mountain.

"Isn't it just washing two bowls, I can do the same without your breaking skills."

"Young people have guts, I wish you early death and early childcare."

"Have you ever been struck by lightning before you said that?"

An Zheng lost a **** towards the man's back, and with a snap, a purple electricity fell in the sky, shaking An Zhengdian's whole body, almost incontinence. This guy seemed to have a long eye, and saw An Zheng moving his **** towards him.

The man was lying in the boat with his back to Anzhen, but suddenly he laughed and stretched his finger and gestured his middle finger.

An Zheng walked toward the top of Qing Huizong's mountain, recalling the figures of various characters in the book while walking in his head. It was extremely simple, and it was marked with many arrows. Who the **** knows what those arrows mean, the person who drew this thing was thundering.

As he walked down the hill, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, which was the hateful voice of the weirdo.

"I will only give you two hours, and now half of the hour is not enough. If you can't come back, I won't need the bowl. It will be given to you. I will go. The opportunity will only be given to you once."

An Zheng whispered your uncle's mouth, and then started to speed up the mountain.

When he ran up, he looked down at his legs moving back and forth. Suddenly he thought of something, turned his head and ran back. He ran to the river in one breath, picked up the book, and quickly read it. With the reaction of the pages, the stickman inside moved immediately.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, I am really a genius."

Ann contended for a while and ran while turning over the book.

The guy on the ship slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and then turned over and lay in a large shape. Without knowing why, he raised his **** again, towards the sky dome.

An Zheng ran while watching, and the more he looked, the more he was shocked.

When I practiced before, I had never been exposed to this idea. The first is that in the era where Anzheng was located, the vitality of heaven and earth was too thin, so I thought about it without thinking. Second, this method is simply incredible.

An Zheng's physique is special, so the speed of his fixed attributes is stronger than that of ordinary practitioners. If all the attributes of a practitioner are 100 at the time of enlightenment, the starting point for the struggle is 120, which is more than others. With the improvement of the realm, every breakthrough will have a bonus in each attribute.

The reason why Anzheng is so fast depends on the fact that many of the magic tools he obtained have speed bonuses. Others add one, he add three, others add ten, he add fifteen ... But this kind of bonus is not a self-improvement, but an external force.

The strange and peculiar feature of this exercise that An Zheng looked at is that it absorbs heaven and earth vitality during running and flows through the body in a strange way of operation. After that, it can completely convert the absorbed heaven and earth vitality into speed. to make.

Of course, the bonus is not large. Judging from the pattern of this practice, there are three levels in this wordless practice. The first layer can absorb the heaven and earth vital energy and directly convert it into speed bonus. The second layer is to double the amount of bonus. The third layer is more perverted. After practicing the third layer, you can directly convert other attributes of your own strength into the speed attribute. If you practice this to the third layer, it is simply the first escape method in the world. ...

An Zheng tried to run the world and the vitality according to the route in the Gongfa while running. His entire attention was in his body, and he soon realized the subtle feeling.

boom!

An Zheng struck his head against a big tree and sat directly on the ground with a fart pier.

Then An Zheng smirked, rubbing his head. This exercise is really abnormal, I like it very much.

As long as you reach the first level, you can reach a state where you can't die. Others are getting more and more tired running, even if there is no fighting, so running will run out of energy sooner or later. But after practicing the wordless exercises, it seems that he is constantly recharging himself while running, and he will never run dead.

After reaching the second floor, it is not just as easy to run. If an enemy stronger than Bianzheng pursues Anzheng, Anzheng runs all the way, and the other party thinks that he can kill him and pursues it. After running for a long time, the opponent's cultivation capacity is huge, and Anzheng can double the absorption and speed faster in the case of the second floor! At this time, you can kill the opponent by speed alone.

If you reach the third level ... then it is an invincible life-saving means.

An Zheng practiced and laughed all the way. When he ran to the top of the mountain, he didn't know how many times he hit the tree and how many times the wall. Instead, he laughed like a fool.

By the river, on the boat.

The man turned and sat up and watched the battle between the sky and the stars. Calculating the time, it seemed that there were no more than a few minutes between the two hours. He knew the guy's talented pervert, but he didn't think he could master the skill of the practice the first time. After all, the person who created this practice did not know a word, and the painter was terrible, but it was awesome.

He took a chained thing out of his arms, opened it with a snap, and looked at it: "There is still a minute, and he really overestimates him."

Seeing that it was time for Anzheng to come back, he reached out to untie the boat's cable and left, but just as the boat began to slide downstream, a shadow in the distance swept over like a lightning and slammed. To the bow.

An Zheng stretched out his hand, holding two clean bowls in his hands.

"I did it."

He says.

The middle-aged man laughed, but shook his head: "But you have timed out, I said I only gave you two hours, and now it's over a minute."

An Zheng stretched out his hand behind his back, and there were two plums with water drops in his hand.

"When I was washing the dishes, I saw a plum tree in the back of Qing Huizong's kitchen. The plums on it were already ripe. I smelled the sweetness from a long distance, and I ran a few more steps to pick you two."

The middle-aged man was slightly touched. He took over the plums: "Don't think that two broken plums will touch me. If you overtime, you will overtime."

He looked at it, picked a small one and handed it to An Zheng: "This is for you."

Anzheng shook his head again and again: "No, no, this is specially picked for you, I don't eat it."

"belch……"

When An Zheng spoke, he couldn't help but hiccup. The middle-aged man couldn't help but glared: "You ate all the **** chicken, duck, and fish meat, and drank, and brought me two plums?"

An Zheng looked at him, glared, smiled, and took out half of the roasted chicken, half of the pig's legs, half of the pot of wine: "You said it was exposed when you hiccuped, it's a pity, I wanted to keep myself tomorrow Eat it, give it to you ... "

The middle-aged man glared at An Zheng, hesitated, and picked the big plum and handed it to An Zheng: "Go heat me all the food, how to eat cold ..."

An Zheng was also slightly touched, and took over Plum and took a bite: "I will heat you up."

Before the words were finished, a current of plums in his mouth rushed into the body of Anzheng, and the electrical anxiety overturned from the boat and fell into the river. In the sound of the electric current, a layer of fish turned up on the river ...

The middle-aged man snorted and watched the controversy over the river from time to time: "Your good day has just begun."