MTL - Returning From Level 900-Chapter 319 strange man

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From the moment the girl decided to tell the truth, both men and women knew in their hearts what would happen to them.

Expulsion from the division should be the lightest punishment.

It can be seen that if the grandmother has not been holding on to the sleeve of the head, it must be more than that.

The old grandmother sighed in grief but helplessly: "You two are really confused!"

The boy said bitterly: "This disciple is obsessed with admitting his mistakes and admitting punishment, and only regrets that he has provoked someone he shouldn't have and caused the teacher's sect to suffer unwarranted disasters. Only a loose cultivator who has no sect can move his hand, but he did not expect his strength to be so terrifying."

The girl answered with tears in her eyes: "He seems to have a strange ability to suppress his spiritual power to a very low level!"

"Suppressing spiritual power?" The old grandmother and the middle-aged man looked at each other.

The girl nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it is because of this that we made a mistake in our judgment. The Tiangang sword formation that used spiritual power to imitate the delay time and urged him to the top level has no effect on him!"

The middle-aged man and the old grandmother fell silent thoughtfully.

But it's useless to say so far.

Now that the Sect Master has announced the result of the punishment, the two of them can only resign and bow their heads to say goodbye to their respective masters.

Isn't that a coincidence?

The boy's master is the head.

The girl is the master is the grandmother.

Right at the front of the crowd.

You don't need to look for it, just lie down and kowtow.

Just when the two were kowtowing.

A thin monkey suddenly appeared beside him.

Opening his mouth is a sentence: "Why do you drive people away?"

The middle-aged man squinted at the speaker who stopped him from dealing with the traitor.

It feels familiar and unfamiliar.

It seems that I have seen it somewhere, but it does not seem to be a member of the family.

His brain was running fast, searching for faces he knew.

One by one comparison.

No results yet.

The old grandmother next to him pulled his sleeves and gestured to the foot of the mountain in the distance.

The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly.

That terrifying tornado has disappeared without knowing when.

The face of the man in front of him finally slowly overlapped with the face he had seen in the tornado before.

The middle-aged man immediately cupped his hands and said apologetically to Wang Wen, "Senior, the disobedient stubbornly disregards the rules of the door and shoots at the same people. He has been severely punished by this sect. I hope that the senior will calm down and sit down and talk."

Wang Wen smiled and shook his head, and said approachably, "I'm not angry, on the contrary, I want to ask these two friends how to quickly recover energy. They met again and again during my airflow extraction. I'm very interested in recovering quickly again and again at the end."

"…"

Everyone, including the middle-aged man, showed constipation-like expressions.

The grandmother shook her hands tremblingly: "Senior, are you joking with us? You already have the ability to destroy the world, how could you not know this well-known common spiritual recovery technique?"

"Is it a practice method?" Wang Wen showed a happy expression: "Very good, find a quiet place and you can teach me. If I can learn it, I will guarantee that you will benefit a lot, hey!"

Everyone looked at each other.

It seems that Wang Wen's approachable attitude is somewhat unexpected to them.

It's not the same person with the brutal style before.

Rao is a middle-aged man who has seen strong winds and waves, and he seems a little dull.

He swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously, "Is this... senior just want to learn this sect's exercises? No other conditions?"

Wang Wen listened to his initiative.

Think carefully.

He opened his mouth and said, "Since you took the initiative to mention that I'm not polite to you, is there still the kind of mountain guarding formation that these two children made before? It's good and won't damage the land. I like it very much, if possible. Come and give me a few times."

The middle-aged man's face twitched first.

He opened his mouth for a long time, not knowing how to describe his mood.

Wang Wen saw his dilemma.

He comforted and comforted people: "It's alright, it doesn't matter if there is no mountain protection formation. What is it like there is a disc the size of a roof in the middle? That thing is also very energetic. I also like it, give me a few more of that thing. also."

The middle-aged man felt as if a knife had been inserted into his heart.

It hurts so hard to breathe.

Shaking his body, he barely stood still with the help of his grandmother.

This time, Wang Wen also felt a little embarrassed.

He murmured, "I don't have any thick fish ball noodles anymore? Why are you guys so poor..."

"Forget it." He comforted understandingly: "It doesn't matter if there is neither the mountain protection formation nor the disc. Finally, I found a place that looks like a mine, and there is also a lot of energy reserves in it. It seems that it has not been refined and it is still very rough, but fortunately, the amount is large and enough, do you know where there are places like that? One is not too small, two is not too much, the more the better!"

The middle-aged man covered his mouth and almost cried.

To avoid being stuck in place.

He solemnly stretched out his hand to lead inside the mountain, and said to Wang Wen, "Senior, please come with me. There are many exercises in this sect. Just like me, I will slowly introduce you to you for your choice."

Wang Wen has never liked to make things difficult for people.

Since the other party said so.

He happily followed.

What to eat and what not to be picky eaters.

Stay in this martial art known as Tiangangmen until it is close to the reset point on Sunday night.

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In fact, you don't have to pick one.

This kind of exercise is very wonderful, unlike the kind of meditation in the magic continent.

It is a technique of running energy to absorb the power of the outside world.

Although not as violent and direct as Heaven and Man].

The victory lies in a steady stream of constant moments.

the most important is.

After the patient test of the middle-aged man, Wang Wentian was found to be a prodigy.

According to Tiangangmen's algorithm.

Every cultivator should have several different stages.

At first, it starts from refining and transforming Qi, through foundation building to Jindan Xiaocheng, then condensing Jindan to Nascent Soul and carrying the power of heaven and earth for one's own use, and finally transforming God and combining Taoism to Mahayana. Immortal.

The spiritual power level of boys and girls is basically near Jindan.

On the other hand, middle-aged men and old grandmothers have reached God Transformation or even Mahayana.

Went to Wang Wen here.

Things got weird.

The middle-aged man could barely see Wang Wen's spiritual power level.

The total is extremely high.

Almost ten times his size.

But the realm is low and low...

Basically only in the initial stage of refining and gasification.

The room full of grandparents and grandparents surrounded Wang Wen in amazement.

Shaking his head for a while.

With great emotion.

When a normal person cultivates to a certain level, the spiritual power will shrink and condense, and a large area of ​​fog will be collected into a pool of liquid.

It is then condensed from the liquid to a more solid solid golden elixir.

Then from the solid golden elixir, the human form is born into the inner body.

In the end, the Yuan Ying was out of the body and distracted and practiced unparalleled human creation.

But in front of this abnormal person.

There is a large cloud of misty gas in the body that has ten times the amount of spiritual power of the head.

Why didn't it condense, and didn't burst the body?

What an amazing person!