After stabbing the last big cockroach in Paradise Valley with a bamboo sword today, the little devil rushed home with a proud face, shouting: "Mother, big daddy, second father, third father, the big monsters and little monsters in Paradise Valley have all been eliminated by the little devil alone, and now it's time for the little devil to rush out of the novice village and go to the rivers and lakes to make a name for himself."
"Good son, really capable" Hu Siniang hugged his little face and took a sip, then coaxed, "It's still too early, it's not yet time for our little devil to go to the rivers and lakes to show his majesty." ” "Why," the little devil wondered.
"Because this thing in the rivers and lakes is very dangerous, and you have to have great skills to break in."
Hu Siniang said with a look of pity.
The little devil was even more puzzled, tilted his little head and said: "But the little devil has already killed all the big monsters and little monsters in Heaven Valley, isn't this skill too big?"
"There are no big monsters or small monsters in Paradise Valley, just some small shrimps, you can only kill some small shrimps, and it took two whole years to kill them, and you haven't practiced any skills at all."
With a whoosh, Hu Siniang took an iron rod in the air, stretched out two fingers and gently clamped it, and the two-finger-thick black iron rod was actually broken by two slender fingers like a tender tofu.
Hu Siniang stared at the little devil, and said with a smile: "See, my mother's unique skill, this can really be called a skill, and when you practice to be like your mother, you can gently clip this black iron rod with two fingers, and you will have the ability." ” The little devil looked strange, picked up a section of the black iron rod on the ground, stretched out two little fingers and clamped it, only to see a small purple flame suddenly appear between the two fingers of the little devil, after a snort, the black iron rod was broken into two, and after two crisp sounds, it smashed into the ground and jumped.
Hu Siniang was completely confused.
The little devil shook his hand and said proudly: "Mother, the little devil is capable, you can go to the rivers and lakes." ” "It's kind of a skill."
Hu Siniang reluctantly smiled, "But my mother has a daughter's family, how can I have any big skills, so if you can do the same thing with your mother, you can only be regarded as having a small ability to break into the rivers and lakes to have a big ability, and a small ability can not jump for a few days." ” "Then what is a great skill?"
asked the little devil, tilting his head.
"Great ability" Hu Siniang smiled, "Great ability is achieved by cultivation, you haven't even started cultivation yet, how can you have any great ability?"
"Then mother, teach me to cultivate."
The little devil said urgingly.
"Don't worry, if you want to cultivate, you have to build a foundation first."
When Hu Siniang said this, she instinctively felt a nervousness in her heart, because of the conventional foundation, you need to have the grace of heaven, and among these living beings, the blessed ones are actually not common, and they are often one in a hundred.
The proportion of one out of a hundred miles is actually not low, and it is rumored that in the lowest level of a heavy heaven, there are often only one or two blessed people among tens of millions of people.
If you can't build a foundation in a conventional way, then you can only take the road of martial arts and rely on martial arts to build a foundation; But the difficulty of martial cultivation is a thousand times more difficult than that of Taoist cultivation.
Conventional foundation building walkway repair, normal road repair, within a hundred years can get out of the ordinary, achieve the original god, and officially step into the road of eternal life.
The geniuses in Taoist cultivation can become ordinary within fifty years, and there are some super geniuses who can become ordinary before the age of twenty.
And martial arts to build a foundation, within a thousand years, they are already super geniuses, and ninety-nine percent of martial artists will definitely not be able to survive the longevity days of the limit of mortal bodies.
In fact, the mortal body days of the heavens and all the worlds are all longevity, but the more advanced the heaven and earth, the more able to support the path of cultivation after breaking through the mortal, the farther you go, the more advanced the heaven and earth, the more advanced and perfect the laws and cultivation resources, the faster and less difficult it can make the monk get out of the ordinary.
However, the power of mortal body cultivators actually belongs to borrowing the laws of heaven and earth, and the more advanced and perfect the laws, the more difficult it is to borrow the law, so the monks in the budding heaven period in the double heaven are far from being able to call the wind and rain like the first heaven, as straight as a land immortal.
"Well, let go of your mind, don't think about anything, just think you're sleeping."
Hu Siniang put her palm on the little devil's forehead, and a wisp of spiritual sense slowly probed into it for a long time.
"Mother, is the little devil the first day of the ages," the little devil said with a look of hope.
"Yes, yes, our little devil is the most genius."
Hu Siniang smiled reluctantly.
"That little devil is such a genius, is my mother happy?"
said the little devil with a smug face.
"Happy, my mother is very happy."
Hu Siniang choked up, covered her face and ran away.
The night was late, and the little devil who had been searching for a day finally slept.
"Our little devil is not a genius."
Hu Siniang said gloomily.
"It's up to you to say that."
Everyone looked like they had already known the truth, "If you are a genius, you will be thrown down from the sky as garbage by others, and martial cultivation is a bitter point, but once the foundation of martial cultivation is built, the foundation is generally much more solid than that of Taoist cultivation." ” "But woo woo" Hu Siniang covered her face and cried, "But our little devil, he is a scumbag, he doesn't even have the Purple Mansion that everyone has, and without the Purple Mansion, he can't build a foundation at all."
Everyone was silent.
Half a day later, Niu Yiyi: "Monks may not be able to live happier than mortals, people in this life, peace and security is a blessing, so it's okay, raise him early, we will soon be able to hold our grandchildren Mortals don't need any grace to have children, they can give birth as much as they want." ” The demons were happy again in the beautiful fantasies of a large number of grandchildren, and they went back to wash and sleep and looked forward to having a good dream of hugging their grandchildren.
"Mother, I want to cultivate."
Early in the morning, the little devil ran over to pester Hu Siniang.
When Hu Siniang was embarrassed, she suddenly thought that it was not a way for him to be foolish every day, so she taught him a set of boxing techniques, and let him practice the fancy frame casually, one can strengthen his body, and the other can fool him over.
Who knew that when Hu Siniang was playing boxing, the little devil who was originally ignorant suddenly poured out countless inexplicable Dao Zhili in his mind, and they ridiculed his mother's poor boxing method in the little devil's mind "It's too scummy, it's only a first-order person, don't practice," the little devil exhaled angrily.
When Hu Siniang heard this, his heart suddenly became strange, the little devil had never formally taught him these things because he was too young before, how could he see at a glance that this was a human-level first-order boxing technique, it was something that was congenitally added to his mind, and it was really not garbage After Hu Siniang thought about it, she felt that it was a trick to practice boxing or not practice anyway, and it didn't matter what she practiced, so she played her old bottom Tianhu sword with her own box.
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When Hu Siniang was playing with the sword, the little devil's little head was strange again, as if there were suddenly countless masters, helping the little devil analyze the advantages and disadvantages of his mother's swordsmanship, and correct the lack of his mother's sword-playing movements "Mother, you're wrong."
While Hu Siniang was playing, the little devil pointed at the side and said, "This sword is too strong, you have to leave three points of strength, the angle of this sword is wrong, and it is half a point."
This sword, oh my God, my mother is so stupid, you are completely wrong, it should be a straight stab you but you have drawn a semicircle, and when you finish drawing the semicircle, you will either be burped or they have run away."
"Little bastard, you can do it" Hu Siniang was upset by the noise, and made more mistakes and omissions after playing, and after barely playing it again, she inserted the sword back into her waist and said angrily.
The little devil took out a small bamboo piece with a proud face, and played with a swish, Hu Siniang on the side wanted to see the joke, but when she looked at it, her small mouth opened wider and wider
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