Urban God-level Selection System

Such a high level of Taoism and deeds are like this, and that little Zhang Wanlin is naturally even more so.

So the ancestor is not worried, what about giving it to him for practice?

After all, I can't learn it.

The only thing that made him care was how did the mysterious person know this exercise, and why he named him to teach Zhang Wanlin?

Returning to the cultivation cave, the ancestors sent a message to Zhang Wanlin and asked him to come over.

Zhang Wanlin came quickly and stood in front of him respectfully.

The ancestor looked at him and stood with his hand holding this mountain and sea scripture in his hand.

He asked: "How are you practicing?"

Zhang Wanlin replied: "After one night of cultivation, I have already grasped the cultivation method taught by Master."

The ancestor gave a long chant, quite pleased, and said: "When it comes to practice, don't be impetuous, and everything should be done step by step, especially you.

At the beginning, it is normal to not have the power to practice martial arts, but it will eventually appear over the years. As long as you work hard and respond within a year, you will have the power of martial arts. "

"It takes so long?"

"Have you forgotten the talent that your teacher told you about?

Your talent is different from that of ordinary people. Others practice one day than you practice one year.

Naturally it takes so long. "

"But after a late practice, I feel that I already have some martial arts power in my body."

The ancestor stroked his beard, shook his head and said: "It's just one night, and ordinary people can't guarantee the power of martial arts, and it's even more impossible for you.

That's all, let me see first. "

He walked over, stood in front of Zhang Wanlin, stretched out a hand, pointed his finger on his forehead, and his power burst through his fingertips, wandering through Zhang Wanlin's body, and then to the vortex of Dantian.

The ancestor was taken aback, almost looking at Zhang Wanlin with a strange look, and then he became more focused.

What makes people feel incredible is that this person has a little martial arts power, and this sense of deepness has at least reached the strength of the innate realm! How is this going! ?

But in one night, he directly surpassed nearly ten dans with a power without any martial arts, reaching the level of the innate dan.

It is especially impossible that it is his talent.

It's a miracle among miracles.

The ancestor was almost dumbfounded. He forced his inner mood to calm down and looked at Zhang Wanlin seriously: "Tell me, how do you practice?"

"It's just to practice according to the cultivation method you taught me.

Is there anything wrong with it? "

Zhang Wanlin naturally wouldn't say the real reason, and could only pretend to be dumb.

"Why..." the ancestor said to himself, is this child's talent clear, but it is difficult to be discovered by ordinary people?

Now he finally understood what the mysterious man said was the son of luck.

This is not the son of luck, so what is it?

It turned out that everything was in the hands of the mysterious man.

Maybe, his ancestors couldn't use this book of mountains and seas, but the son of luck is not bad, so pass it on to him.

Although I feel a pity from the bottom of my heart.

After walking repeatedly, the ancestor said: "Since you have reached the innate stage, it is time to practice the exercises." "All martial arts skills are based on the exercises. The stronger the exercises, the better the martial arts skills. The more powerful it is.

Practicing exercises is equivalent to laying a good foundation for high-rise buildings.

Therefore, in theory, the stronger the first exercise, the better.

Of course, what suits you is also a factor to consider. "

"My five sword sects all have their own techniques, but I don't intend to pass you these simple techniques. You are more suitable for this one."

The ancestor took out a simple book, "Shan Hai Jing!"

"As long as you learn this technique and combine your talents, I believe that few people in the world will be your opponent."

Zhang Wanlin respectfully accepted the book, "I will definitely live up to my mission and learn this technique."

The ancestor said with satisfaction: "Very good, very good.

The old man also tells you the truth, in fact, I have practiced this exercise, but it has no effect.

So you do your best, if it doesn’t work, then just change the book. "

Zhang Wanlin was astonished, this exercise was actually impossible for his ancestors to practice, then wouldn't he be even worse.

Suddenly, the feeling of getting the exercises seemed a bit heavy.

If you can't practice this exercise, you won't be able to complete the system task.

"Okay, go down and practice."

The ancestor waved his hand to signal Zhang Wanlin to go down.

Zhang Wanlin bowed back and left the cave.

Returning to his residence, Zhang Wanlin took out the exercises and began to look through it. Although there was not much content in it, the knowledge was extremely broad and profound. Even with his super savvy, Zhang Wanlin felt obscure and difficult to understand.

When a book is finished, the whole time has been one day, it is already night.

The mountains and fields here are like this, there are no servants, only the ancestor and Zhang Wanlin's master and apprentice.

The ancestors were obsessed with cultivation, and basically didn't have much food. If you were really hungry, you could pick the fruits outside and eat.

Even though these are wild fruits, they are made by absorbing a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Zhang Wanlin picked the fruit and thought about it while eating. From the book, it was not complicated, at least not to the point where the ancestors could not cultivate.

Then the problem must be elsewhere.

He can't manage that much anymore, first practice cultivation and then talk about it. If the cultivation fails, then look at the problem.

After eating the wild fruits, he sat cross-legged, took up his skills, and began to practice the exercises based on the memory of the Shan Hai Jing.

His whole body was overflowing with golden light, spreading towards the darkness around him.

In his mind, it was as if a book was opened, and the first divine beast appeared, followed by the second and the third... the appearance of each divine beast made Zhang Wanlin's martial arts power seem messy. , Running like an ant meeting an elephant.

No loss is the upper-level exercise method, and only with this momentum, there are few people in the world who can control it.

Now he finally understood why the ancestors could not cultivate, because there was no other reason, the martial arts power was not strong enough, and he couldn't control it at all.

So his martial arts power?

Zhang Wanlin's martial arts power is not compatible with any element and is similar to nothing, but from the perspective of the ancestors, because of nothing, basically it can be compatible with all elements.

The only difficulty lies in the cultivation, others are worth his year.

However, once you have cultivated to a certain level, the power of martial arts far exceeds that of a person at the same stage by a hundred times.

Zhang Wanlin tried his best to master this exercise.

As a result, the golden light around him was flourishing, blooming like a flower at night, and the light was mixed with the afterimages of the strange beasts, rushing endlessly.

He sweated more than ever, and he was sweating in a short period of time. At the same time, as the exercise deepened, his body crackled a series of cracks. It was the sound of bones that couldn't stand the breaking of tyrannical forces.

Pain and hesitation appeared in the depths of his mind at the same time, torturing his restless nerves.

He wants to let it go, wants to leave, he can relax, why should he live such a painful life?

The desire always reminded him to give up as soon as possible, but reason told him that he could not, absolutely not.