Chapter 40 Gary
Since the fat man entered the Cook family, he has been silently looking at his Tuobafeng. At this moment, he finally sighed and said, "You are like this. If you don't shock the world with **, just move the world with **/"
The fat man who really wanted to laugh a few times looked at Kum still sitting in front of him and had to pretend to be serious and said, "It's hard-working and can achieve great things. If I can't even bear this hardship, how can I cross the Warcraft Forest? Don't you even have a place to sleep here, chief Qum? I can hunt Warcraft on the food problem. Most importantly, I compete with the Gary brothers today. I found that my understanding of martial arts has improved another point. Well, I will continue to work hard in the future.
I really don't understand whether the fat man is acting or the actual situation is so. Kum said helplessly, "In fact, practicing martial arts is not just a way to learn from each other. There are also a lot of skills and secrets that our Cook family has treasured for so many years. Otherwise, little brother, after you refer to it, you can learn about it?"
Oh? I didn't expect that the patriarch Qom could make such a sacrifice. This old man, according to Tuoba Feng, all the adventurers who pass by here will be recorded by him to practice his skills, and he is still a strong man at the level of martial arts. It is impossible to fake it.
Thinking of his collection for so many years, the fat man nodded without hesitation and left everything on the line. If he forced Kum to do it, with his martial arts level, he really wanted to kill the fat man, and no one could stop him. Therefore, the fat man still chose to accept it as soon as he saw it was good.
"You have now chosen to practice the eighth level of death. What's the use of other practice methods?" Tuoba asked the fat man puzzledly.
The fat man shook his head and said seriously, "The reason why the old guy is talking to me well now is that he is afraid that killing me will cause the dissatisfaction of the clan members, and the second reason is that he is afraid that this matter will really spread. The Cook family will not want to get skills from other adventurers in the future. It's not under these two scruples. I guess he has been murderous to me.
Tuoba Feng didn't say anything. The fat man was right. If the fat man was really shameless and not ready to leave at that time, with Kum's character, he could also do something to kill people.
Then the fat man laughed twice and said, "Although I can't use these skills, it is also feasible to make a copy and sell it to some big families for some money, hey hey..."
Looking at the fat man who was already full of gold coins, Tuobafeng couldn't help but be dumbfounded and then said, "You should speed up. Although the temperature in the far north is normal now, after a while, the land in the far north will enter the season of heavy snow and lockdown. At that time, it will be more troublesome to find the transmission array."
"Oh? There is really a saying that the mountains are sealed with heavy snow. Originally, I thought that Chief Qom said this just to let me go, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Tuoba Feng said seriously, "Yes, although you won't die in the snow with your current cultivation, some monsters that appear on snowy days are a little tricky, so you'd better leave as soon as possible."
After getting the approval of the chief Qum, the fat man immediately came to the place where the Cook family treasured and practiced his skills, but after hearing Tuoba Feng's words, he immediately hesitated and said, "If it really doesn't work, I won't take advantage of this advantage. Let's go?"
Tuobafeng frowned and said, "Forget it, since you're here, you can't go back empty-handed. Just go in and have a look. I'll give you a day. It doesn't matter if you want to delay a day."
"OH, YEAH! ~" Excitedly rushed into the tree house of the Qom patriarch's collection of practicing skills. The fat man looked at the books full of three bookcases in front of him and said, "In fact, I don't want his practice skills. According to you, the Cook family has existed for more than 400 years, so he must have some practice skills 400 years ago. So, I want to see if there is any secret that can help me.
Hearing the words of the fat man, Tuobafeng's heart suddenly moved. In this four hundred years of sleep, there have been earth-shaking changes on the mainland. The first is the cultivation of martial arts. It can be said that people on the mainland only know how to practice fighting spirit now. Four hundred years ago, there were various cultivation schools, and there were various schools, and Tuobafeng also looked at it. After inspection, the current practice method of fighting spirit is even lagging behind that of 400 years ago, so it is also a good choice for the fat man to find the practice skills and secret arts 400 years ago.
I keep taking out books from the bookshelf, but most of them are some fighting spirit and magic practice notes. There are substantial things, but they are of no help to the fat man.
Half a day later, the fat man sat down and said with regret, "TNND, it's all rubbish. It's all in the book Douqi Collection. I really don't know which grandson put it on."
"Forget it, it's normal not to find it, because the cultivation school four hundred years ago was different from now. At that time, there was a dispute between the schools, so the cultivation methods were rarely spread outside, and only now will there be a large number of cultivation skills." Tuobafeng's words did not make the fat man calm down the resentment in his heart, but became deeper and deeper.
He snorted coldly, and the fat man said, "It's just building a car behind closed doors. Now it's okay. Some schools' practice skills have not been handed down. It's completely broken. It's never the right way to build a car behind closed doors. If everyone sits together, take out all the cultivation skills, and everyone will learn from each other's strengths. As for the level of martial arts until now, there is even a martial arts. Don't you have any masters?"
The fat man's words suddenly made Tuobafeng's heart tremble. Although he really wanted to refute him, after thinking about it, Tuobafeng found that he could not refute him at all. As the fat man said, if each school took out their own cultivation skills and learn from each other, it may really be able to create the appearance of a strong man at the martial arts level. It's a pity. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are grudges. No one can change this.
The fat man who didn't find his words at all made Tuobafeng's thoughtful fat man stand up again and look for something useful for him. Finally, in an inconspicuous corner of the third row of bookshelves, the fat man found a very quaint book. In the eyes of the fat man, the newer the better, the better, but This kind of research has been put for a long time, and maybe there are some essences on it.
As soon as he opened the page of the book, the fat man was stunned: metamorphosis.
Thinking of the novels I read in my previous life, every hero has a skill that can change his appearance. He avoids enemies and does something that can't show his face. It's so comfortable. At this point, the fat man immediately read it.
The book is very thin, but the fat man finished reading it in about ten minutes, but the fat man's excitement gradually cooled down. The metamorphosis of bird feathers is actually a simple transfigurement, but one thing makes the fat man a little excited. The metamorphosis talks about bone shrinkage, which is good. Skills, the fat man is so fat. If he can shrink his bones and make himself look thinner, and then use some emaciation techniques, he can also achieve the real state. He just thinks of the steps needed to practice bone shrinkage. The fat man's face suddenly shrunk down. After thinking about it, he finally put the metamorphosis in his arms and thought Come on, with so many books, you won't care if you lose a copy of Qum.
Tuobafeng didn't pay attention to the fat man. He has been thinking about what the fat man just said. If each school can really abandon the past, learn from the strengths and make up for the weaknesses, remove its dross, and take its essence, perhaps, it is really possible to create a strong man at the martial arts level. This is the result obtained by Tuobafeng after thinking for a long time. This result is that even Tuobafeng himself was shocked. He is a strong man at the level of martial arts, but this idea can only be an idea.
In those years, the scene of hundreds of schools competing for flow no longer exists. The only remaining cultivation schools have also been under the banner of major families or royal families and cannot be gathered together. Moreover, even if various schools are still there, Tuoba Feng does not believe that they can take out the cultivation skills for everyone's reference.
At this point, Tuobafeng sighed softly. He didn't expect that for so many years, the major cultivation schools, and even the fat man hadn't thought about it thoroughly. It's a pity, it's a pity...
After sighing, Tuobafeng's thoughts returned to the fat man. Looking at the fat man carrying a book in his arms, he didn't care and said, "If there is nothing useful, let's go."
"Hmm." Knowing that Qom was likely to hide all the useful books, the fat man no longer expected to get anything useful from it. He immediately walked out of the tree house and looked at the tree house that was not even guarded by anyone. The fat man couldn't help but determine his point of view. If there were really any lonely books and precious cultivation skills, How can the defense ability be so bad?
After walking out of the tree house, the fat man found Qum. After seeing the fat man coming out of the study, Kum immediately said, "Since the little brother has read those books, as we said, you can leave."
Seeing that Kum had said nothing, the fat man was embarrassed to continue to lick his face and stay here. He immediately said, "Thank you for your hospitality in the past two days. I'm leaving now. If you have time, I'll visit again in the future."
"Ha ha, the little brother is a person who achieves great things. There are thousands of opportunities every day, but you don't have to worry about me, the old man, and don't come in the future." Kum didn't leave any room for the fat man, but the fat man didn't care. If Kum didn't do it, he would feel strange.
"Gary, send your little brother a ride. Remember, you must send him safely to the Warcraft Forest!" After saying that, Kum patted the fat man on the shoulder and walked into the room.
He smiled bitterly. Although Gary is crazy about martial arts, he is also a man with brains. He also knows why the patriarch did this. He immediately arched his hand and said to the fat man, "If there is any offending thing this time, please forgive me."
The fat man waved his hand casually and said, "Hey hey, I haven't apologized for hurting my buddy two days ago. It's even. It's even."
After saying a few words enthusiastically, the two walked out of the door of the Cook family one after another. According to the instructions of the Qom patriarch, Gary had to send the fat man all the way to the World of Warcraft Forest before he could leave. On the way, Gary had been a little absent-minded and seemed to stop talking.
He shook his head helplessly, and the fat man took the lead in saying, "Brother Gary, I know what you are thinking, but since you have chosen a magician, you have to go all the way to the end. You can't give up halfway. Moreover, I think the chief of Kum has also told you that the eighth level of death I practiced is too dangerous. Be careful, you will die."
"I have a deep blood grudge, and I want to take revenge."
Gary's words immediately stunned the fat man, and then wondered, "The sea of blood is a deep hatred?"
"Hmm." Gary nodded and said, "I'm not from the Cook family. I was just brought here by the Chief Cook by chance."
Gary didn't say what happened to him, and the fat man was not interested in knowing it. It was not until he walked into the Warcraft forest that the fat man slowly said, "The eighth level of death is too dangerous, and if you are full of resentment to cultivate him, you will eat the evil fruit. I can give you the cultivation method of the eighth level of death. I thought that the patriarch Qom asked you to see me off, and he also acquiesced in this matter.
Gary nodded and said, "The patriarch knows that I will leave one day, but my current strength is not enough to take revenge."
He shook his head helplessly, and the fat man said slowly, "Alas, when will the injustice be reprieved?" After saying that, the fat man immediately thought of Xiaolong, who was captured by Illidan, and Dean Nadine, who was killed. The murderous intention in his eyes was revealed, but he turned his back to Gary and did not let him see it.
Walking to a stult, the fat man took out a sheepskin roll and a pen from the space ring and said slowly, "In fact, the cultivation method of the eighth level of Death is not a secret. It's very simple, but it's still the same sentence that the probability of explosion is too high."
The fat man quickly recorded the method of practicing the eighth level of death and gave it to Gary and said, "That's all. If you can wait for me for five years, five years later, I will come back here anyway. If I don't die, I will try my best to teach you how to practice the eighth level of death."
After saying that, the fat man turned around and left Gary. The reason why he said this was not because the fat man was a good teacher, but because he seemed to see himself in Gary's eyes.
Looking at the background of the fat man leaving, and then looking at the scroll in his hand, Gary smiled miserably, put away the scroll, and went against the fat man.
"That little guy, if he doesn't die in the future, he is also a talent." It was not until the fat man was far away from Gary that Tuobafeng slowly said.
The fat man nodded and said, "I know this, but I don't think he can survive the eighth level of death after five years of cultivation."
"Then will you also give him the cultivation method of the eighth level of death?"
The fat man smiled, raised his head, looked at the sky, and said in a condensed voice, "If I give him the eighth-level cultivation method of death, maybe he still has a glimmer of hope, and vice versa. There is hope. This is very important, very important!"