Chapter 84 Teachings from Grandpa Xiaowu

"Self-detonation?" It's just that I was a little injured. How could it self-destruct? The fat man felt that the old man was a little alarmist.

The old man snorted coldly, "How did you make the eighth level of death?"

"Swallowed the core of a Warcraft!" The fat man said, I don't know why the old man asked.

"Where does your energy come from?"

This immediately stopped the fat man.

"Magic core, right?" The fat man replied uncertainly.

The energy of Warcraft comes from the magic core, while the energy of human warriors comes from Dantian. Both of them rely on hard work to accumulate energy and store energy in the body. The difference is that the energy of Warcraft is stored in the magic core, while human energy is stored in Dantian. The human Dantian is the same as the magic core of Warcraft. It is a storage device for energy and also a backup for energy supply.

But where does the human energy that has cultivated the eighth level of death come from? Magic core, or Dantian? During this period of practice, the fat man clearly felt that although the energy in his body was taken from the magic nucleus, a considerable part of the energy was subtly transformed into his own energy by the fat man and stored in Dantian.

"Are you confused? How can you reach the peak of strength with such a confused cultivation? I know it, but I don't know why. Is this the way you practice? The old man taught a lesson with a straight face.

"Actually... I don't know how to practice this death level eight." The fat man sighed with a sad face.

He understands the old man's words, but he doesn't know why. No matter how well he learns this kind of learning, he will wander on the road that his predecessors have walked. At most, he will become the best craftsman, but he will never become a master.

The fat man also wants to understand what kind of skill the eighth level of death is, but no one knows the origin of the eighth level of death. The only one that has spread in the world is that "the eighth level of death will definitely die." The so-called three people become tigers, not to mention the "reasonable saying" that has been passed down for thousands of years and has almost become an oracle?

The fat man is more or less affected. He has the psychology of avoiding the eighth level of death. It's too late to hide. How can he be in the mood to study the reason!

"So you are up to fate. Is it a day to live? Humph! For a person like you, I will definitely not let Xiaowu marry you, so that she will be a widow in the future. The master said disdainfully.

The fat man's face turned pale in an instant. The old man really didn't agree with him and Xiaowu. Then the fat man thought about it. Yes, since he is a mortal person, why should he marry his granddaughter to himself? Maybe it is reasonable for me to give up this relationship and put the issue of survival on the agenda.

But when he thought of separating from Xiaowu, the fat man's heart had a colic and his mood became depressed.

"Huh," the old man snorted coldly again. "Thanks to me for looking at you. At the beginning, Nading begged me, I didn't pay attention to his stupid apprentice. I thought he had a good vision and accepted a good apprentice. It turned out that one was not as good as the other?"

The fat man was stunned. What did the old man mean? Suddenly, an idea crossed the fat man's mind. Does the old man have a way? This idea flashed up, and suddenly, the fat man found that what the old man had just said was actually inspiring him, and the old man said that Dean Nadin had begged him for the sake of his senior sister Cacheno Siyu, and the senior sister also practiced the eighth level of death, which means that the old man must have understood the eighth level of death very well. Maybe there is also the ability to solve the eighth-level death of Death!

"Sir, are you..." There may be a solution to the eighth level of death that has been bothering you for so long. Even the resolute fat man Zhang Biao, can't help but be excited at this time. He took a few deep breaths to hold back his inner ecstasy, but his hands tremble slightly. It's still how surging his heart is at this time to betray him.

A smile also appeared on the old man's gloomy face, and he nodded slightly and said, "You're not too stupid."

"Grandpa, please give me some advice!" The fat man shouted excitedly. I didn't notice the language problem in this sentence.

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile, "Isn't it too early to call my grandfather now? Let's wait until you have the strength to kill the three people who seriously injured you.

"Yes!" At this time, when he heard the old man talking like this, the fat man was not reluctant at all. Instead, he felt that pushing Xiaowu down too early was the greatest disrespect for her. After all, only when a man has the strength to protect his lover can he have the right to love!

"For the time being, you'd better live here first. Although the old guy Nadine is strong enough and the way to teach students is good, he doesn't understand the eighth level of Death. It's a waste of time for you to go back to him. Why don't you go back after you enter the fourth level and learn something from the old man Nadin at that time. Break through the mainland!" The master said lightly.

"Isn't the fourth level said to have reached the sixth level to eliminate the danger of self-detonation?" The fat man wondered.

The old man stared at the fat man and said, "Even if you are a genius who wants to reach the sixth level, if there is no chance, it will take at least 30 years, 30 years. Do you want my good granddaughter to wait for you to have gray hair?"

"Ha ha, ha ha." The fat man giggled twice, but secretly muttered that the old man didn't understand the flux. Can't Xiaowu marry him first? Of course, the fat man did not dare to show any disrespect at this time. The simple fat man still looked harmless to the old man.

Seeing that the fat man was quite respectful, the old man nodded slightly and shouted in a low tone, "You don't have to wait until the sixth level to suppress the self-detonation. Even if you only need the fourth level, as long as you can know its essence, is it possible for you to self-destruct?"

The old man understated this sentence, but it shocked the fat man on the spot.

Completely eliminate the danger of self-explosion? But...is it okay? Is it really okay!

In an instant, the fat man's heart was surrounded by ecstasy and worry. The ecstasy was that he could completely avoid self-explosion, but what he was worried about was that the old man was making a fool of him. Although from the old man's face, the old man was serious like a saint who never lied.

"Why, you don't believe it?" The old man snorted coldly.

"No, no, no, believe, I believe." The fat man quickly accompanied his smiling face. That's what you say!"

The fat man said flattery with a hippie smile, but he did not have any sense of shame. Anyway, this old man is Xiaowu's grandfather. Xiaowu's grandfather is naturally his fat man Zhang Biao's grandfather. What is it? This family will try to help the fat man with his ribs in the future. Fatty Zi will never blink his eyes.

The master's flattery to the fat man is also quite pleasing to the eyes. For a person who has been experienced and crawling for decades in society, he likes a straightforward and honest gentleman, but he is more pleasing to the eyes and is more willing to get along with him for a long time, but he is good at pandering and deep A person who understands the world.

The old man looked at the eager fat man and said lightly, "Do you know why I said you were about to blow yourself up?"

The fat man shook his head blankly.

"At present, most of your energy comes from the magic core. You may feel that part of the power comes from Dantian, and you deliberately don't use the power in the magic core. In fact, it's not. What you really use is the power of the magic core. This event can be said to be a fluke, because the magic core swallowed by you is in your chest. The mouth is close to the heart. If the magic nucleus is destroyed, you say that the huge energy will burst out, can you not explode? The old man explained.

The fat man couldn't help shouting a fluke. Suddenly, a question crossed my mind. What I swallowed was the hell three-headed dog, the rare magic core of S-level warcraft on the mainland. It should be very strong. Although the sword that broke into the chest is powerful, it may not be able to cause damage to the magic core, right? The doubt in the fat man's heart naturally appeared on his face. In front of the old man, he didn't need to pretend.

"Is it the hell three-headed dog? Do you think the magic nucleus is still very strong after it is integrated into your body? The old man woke up.

"How do you know that I swallowed the magic core of the hell three-headed dog?" The fat man was shocked. Except for Bill, no one knew about this, including the closest demon and Xiao Wu, they didn't know.

The old man did not answer the fat man's question, but the fat man soon knew how the old man knew. The old man took out a canine tooth sword from behind him. It was the canine tooth sword shot by the fat man who seriously injured a person in the dragon Han Sanying, that is, the canine tooth sword made by the sharp canine teeth of the hell three-headed dog!

The fat man remembered that Bruce, the human craftsman, recognized the origin of the canine teeth that day. It was not surprising that the more mysterious old man inferred from the canine teeth that he swallowed the canine teeth of the hell three-headed dog. The fat man nodded and agreed with the old man's words.

"This time I can only say that you are lucky, but next time, if your strength is still so weak, even if your physical ability is hundreds of times strange, I'm afraid it can't help you."

The old man scolded, but the fat man nodded willingly to be taught.

His strength is really not good. Maybe he showed a little master demeanor when killing the werewolf, but those are just some unintroverted little ones. In the Roman Kingdom, the fat man completely relied on the plug-in and made a good plan to retreat. On the way back later, it can be said that he was chased all the way back, and it doesn't count as a dog who was panicked all the way. False. Fatty is a very realistic person, yes or yes, no, it's not. It's smart to deceive others, and it's stupid to deceive yourself.

"In the next period, you'd better live in the hunting ground first. When your injury is completely healed, come to me then. Xiaowu knows where my study is. The old man said these words, patted the fat man on the shoulder, and then stood up from the bedside and walked out.

The fat man sent the old man out of the room with respect. The old man's words were like pearls. Although there was no specific introduction to the eighth level of death today, it seemed to have made an outline for the fat man, which gave the fat man great hope and let him live in practice. The fat man lit a bright lamp. The fat man only felt full of energy, and the idea of becoming a superior person in his heart was particularly clear and profound at this moment!

Soon, the door was pushed open, and Xiaowu and Bill and his party came in.

"Bill, Xiaowu, Natalie, Bimis, Magnidis, Lolita." The fat man greeted him one by one, and his tone was quite enthusiastic.

The enthusiasm of the fat man puzzled those people. Although the fat man is usually enthusiastic, his eyes are not shining, his face is ruddy, and he is so enthusiastic that he can't wait to take out his heart and show it to the other party. Subconsciously, several people almost thought that the fat man had been hit, and then went insane!

The fat man had to explain it, and finally made everyone understand that the fat man is still the fat man, a normal fat man who looks abnormal.

After chatting for a while, several people left one after another. Everyone could see that the fat man spent a lot of time looking at Xiaowu and Natalie, and the two women's eyes were also shining. Everyone simply avoided this light bulb. On the contrary, before Bill left, he told the fat man that Zhang Kui had asked him to send blessings to the fat man on his behalf.

Thinking of Zhang Kui, who often likes to scold 'Mala Bazi', a faint smile appeared on the fat man's face: "How is he now?"

Bill said lightly, "He didn't say anything, just said hello for him."

The fat man was slightly stunned. When did the enthusiastic Zhang Kui become so simple, but he didn't know that Zhang Kui was really not interested in talking to the cold Bill. After saying a word, he ran away.

Bill also went out. For a while, there was only the fat man and two women left in the room.

"I'll stay here!" The fat man took the hands of the two women and said.

The two women's hands were held at the same time, and they were more or less shy, but the fat man said that he wanted to live there, which surprised them a little. The two of them almost cared and asked at the same time, "Is the injury very serious and you still need to recuperate?"

Both women were worried about the possible aggravation of the fat man's injury. Only the fat man was still heartless. Looking at Xiaowu, he joked, "It's not that I'm too seriously injured, but I just want to pester Grandpa until he recognizes me and then marry you!"

"Ah?" Xiaowu exclaimed.

Seeing Xiaowu's face full of surprise, the fat man couldn't help laughing.