Chapter 118

Xu Wuzhou has been to daozong for three days. These three days, he is very low-key. In addition to being familiar with the environment, he acts regularly at other times.

Xuan Wei occasionally comes to see Xu Wuzhou. He feels incredible.

Xu Wuzhou was quiet. The waste iron piled up in the waste tower had already been cleaned up by him. With the waste tower, he cleaned it by the way. In front of the waste tower yard, he also planted some potted plants and made a rattan chair with great interest.

Every time I see Xu Wuzhou, I look at Xu Wuzhou reading with some books. He can't imagine how carefree and complacent he is. This is the perverse young man who is arrogant and angry against the great Confucianism in Xuancheng, and the Juntian sect clamors to pick 30000.

"He's really enjoying it?" Xuan Wei shook his head. It's reasonable to say that this guy doesn't make any trouble. Is it still his temperament?

Xu Wuzhou doesn't care about him. He has been practicing these days. In three days, he has got through the fourth serious.

The scrap iron and copper of the waste Tower brought him more than 100 drops of liquid. With the remaining, there are 200 drops.

Of course, the waste tower has a daily income of scrap iron, but the daily income is only ten drops of cyan liquid, which makes Xu Wuzhou somewhat dissatisfied.

Ten drops is not enough. You can get through a serious road in ten days. Maybe Wuzhou felt that he could get through to the most perfect posture in three days. Why waste seven days.

Seeing that there was not enough serious liquid in the bowl, Xu Wuzhou thought about it and swallowed the golden knife. There were another 200 drops of cyan liquid in the bowl.

"Gold Dao, two hundred drops of cyan liquid." Xu Wuzhou's flesh hurts, and he hasn't returned to this waste tower. Xu Wuzhou felt that he had to find a way to make Mo Daoxian spit out.

Thinking of this, Xu Wuzhou got down from the rattan chair and took some combat skills that were put aside. Taking a leisurely step, he went to the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Wuji Pavilion is located on the west side. It is a nine story tower.

This is the place where the holy peak stores martial arts. In the tower, only the hunchback old man with yellow teeth is in charge.

As an external disciple, Xu Wuzhou can only enter the first level for unlimited times.

On the first level, there are some inferior combat skills, which can't even reach a single level. Few people learn such war skills, and many war skills are covered with ash.

Xu Wuzhou skillfully entered the first floor of the tower, and then walked to the place where Kendo fighting skills were placed. Put the six or seven combat skills from yesterday in place.

Then he took six or seven new books and left the war skills Pavilion.

Xu Wuzhou went to the yellow tooth old man to register. His turbid eyes looked up at Xu Wuzhou: "borrow it all again?"

"Yes!" Xu Wuzhou replied.

The yellow tooth old man frowned slightly: "although it's an unsophisticated war skill, it takes some time to cultivate one. You borrow six or seven copies every time and return them the next day. Even if you don't practice, it's hard to do this time just to understand. What's the point of wasting time?"

Xu Wuzhou was happy at once. What he liked most was that others looked down on him. If you are not looked down upon by others, where can you prove your value?

I like to be laughed at, and then urge the other party to make a bet to earn some benefits. Although this routine is vulgar, it is the easiest to succeed.

"Genius is always different. Don't compare me with those ordinary people's waste." Xu Wuzhou's forced temperament went online at once. How can he offend others if he doesn't? How can he encourage his generals to gamble if he doesn't?

"Oh!" the yellow tooth old man said, and then helped Xu Wuzhou register and gave Xu Wuzhou all these war skills.

"Hmm?" Xu Wuzhou looked at the old man with yellow teeth and thought that I had blown myself like this. Shouldn't you show disdain and retort, and then I put forward a bet by the way. What do you mean by that?

If you don't follow my routine, how can I continue?

"What are you doing here? Let's go quickly after watching the war skills!" the old yellow tooth urged.

"Well... Aren't you angry? I borrow so much one day and return it the next day. Don't you hate that iron doesn't make steel?" Xu Wuzhou asked.

"Who are you? Do you have anything to do with me? Go, don't disturb my rest." the yellow tooth old man glanced at Xu Wuzhou.

"I think you just don't believe I'm a genius. I want to prove myself," Xu Wuzhou said.

Yellow tooth old man looked at Xu Wuzhou contemptuously and said, "genius dies quickly. There's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person."

"..." Xu Wuzhou choked. The old man didn't take his move at all.

"Senior, I still think I want to prove myself." Xu Wuzhou said seriously.

"Oh!" the yellow tooth old man replied, and then continued to sleep without saying a word.

“……”

Xu Wuzhou held his breath and didn't come along. After a long delay, he tentatively asked the old man Huang Ya, "senior, why don't we gamble? I can learn all the war skills I borrowed."

The old man with yellow teeth ignored Xu Wuzhou and continued to sleep there.

Xu Wuzhou lost his temper and had to go out with a disheartened face.

After walking for a while, the voice of the old man with yellow teeth came from behind: "you want to bet with me. What do you want from me?"

"Ah!" Xu Wuzhou turned to look at the old man with yellow teeth and saw his turbid eyes looking at Xu Wuzhou.

"I've heard that core disciples can get four grades of fighting skills. I want this." Xu Wuzhou replied directly without covering up.

"If you want four kinds of war skills, I can give them to you." the old man Huang Ya said, "what I don't like most is genius. I like to send genius to die. If you want to become stronger and seek death, I'll help you go a little more. The world wants to be a genius, but doesn't know that ordinary is rare."

Xu Wuzhou looked at the old man with yellow teeth and narrowed his eyes, thinking that this is also a man with a story?

Xu Wuzhou took a look at the war Technology Pavilion. The core asset of Shengfeng is that he manages it alone. This person is not an ordinary old man.

"Isn't it good to be an ordinary person?" the yellow tooth old man asked Xu Wuzhou.

"Ordinary is very good." Xu Wuzhou replied, "I also like the comfortable and warm ordinary life."

"Then why do you have to become a genius and be killed?" the old man with yellow teeth asked.

"Ordinary is good. But that's the premise of protecting the ordinary. People are most afraid of mediocrity in their life, but they still say that ordinary is valuable. I think the ordinary life is what I yearn for. Not... Kneeling on the ground rubbed by reality and saying I like the ordinary." Xu Wuzhou replied to the old man Huang Ya.

"I'm most afraid of mediocrity, but I say it's ordinary and valuable." the old man muttered to himself, looked at Xu Wuzhou, and said after a long time, "I hope you won't die so fast with Mo Daoxian."

Xu Wuzhou was stunned. The old man was not right with Mo Daoxian.

"If you want four kinds of war skills, you can. Gambling is meaningless. From today on, I will give you all the war skills you borrow. I will give them to you." the old man replied, "even if you are a real genius, you can understand their meaning in one day, but I won't give them to you if you haven't practiced."

The old man... Still doesn't believe that he has completed all his repairs.