Chapter 215 The mystery of binding pills

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"Third qi?" Wang Wujian repeated it gently, and also secretly marveled that such a vulgar name is a little-known mysterious skill, and its role seems to be far above other skills. It can not only be used for fighting, but also for experimenting and reinforcing certain things, such as the lethality of a clumsy slingshot that can be magnified a hundred times. And range.

"The turbid qi is completely separated from the martial arts world. People who practice this skill are equivalent to practicing ordinary health qigong. The lethality in battle is very limited, so those who know it are unwilling to practice hard, which results in its little-known status quo, and the qualification to practice it is far more difficult than becoming a martial arts spirit!" Teacher Chaocai raised his head, and the afterglow glanced at Wang Wujian. An imperceptible tricky color flashed on his face, as if a tricky old fox was brewing some kind of trick.

"What qualifications do I need to study?" A trace of curiosity flashed in Wang Wujian's mind, touched his nose, and subconsciously asked. In his opinion, even if this mysterious skill can't help in the battle, it's not bad to have the escape speed of Niu Tiancai chasing rabbits. And if he can learn this skill, can't he build a small laboratory by himself to develop a panacea to stimulate the growth of the martial soul? Thinking of this, Wang Wujian couldn't help stretching his cheeks and revealing two handsome dimples.

"We need a talent who is one in a million!" The super talented teacher said.

"What is falling to the ground?" Seeing that he began to sell the key, Wang Wujian asked him angrily.

"Hey hey, if you want to know this, you have to understand the origin of the word 'turbid qi'." The talented teacher laughed.

"Oh?" Wang Wujian was so appetizing that he had to listen to him carefully. He has always been different. Why does this unique and magical skill have such a vulgar name?

It turned out that the founder of this turbid gas technique was a powerful strong man in the realm of the spiritual emperor, and also a resounding experimental master. This person was extremely talented. He had reached the peak of the realm of the spiritual emperor in middle age, but he gave up to continue to practice because of his sudden preference for experiments, trying to develop a kind of urge the growth of the martial soul. The potion broke through the realm of the spiritual emperor, and even broke through the realm of heaven, and finally entered a mysterious world.

However, he has found nothing after a hundred years, but in it, he accidentally created a unique experimental skill, that is, turbid qi. The practitioner of this skill must have impurities in his body.

Most people have two kinds of breaths: innate essence and acquired aura, which is used by martial arts to enhance the martial soul and strengthen their own energy source. However, to practice turbidity requires another breath in the body. This breath may be available after staying in the laboratory for three or five years, because many agents and anti In the process that should happen, an breath different from the aura of nature will be released. If you have been in contact with it for a long time, you will naturally be infected, which also meets the conditions for practicing turbidity.

Looking at the strange smile on Niu Tiancai's face, Wang Wujian smiled. He had already guessed why he could meet Niu Tiancai today. Zhuoqi can't be used in combat, which means that practitioners can only stay in the laboratory and repeatedly carry out boring experimental life. To put it bluntly, this skill is on the verge of being lost. Even if you want to teach, few people are willing to learn, and even if you want to learn, no one is qualified.

And Wang Wujian is different. Niu Tiancai has long noticed that there is a special breath in his body, that is, the evil spirit that inexplicably enters the body in the dark abyss. Coupled with the decline of Wang Wujian's martial soul, it is expected that he will learn desperately to develop energy. A medicine enough to enhance the martial soul.

In this way, Niu Tiancai can pass on what he has learned in his life, so that the project he developed will not be interrupted by his sudden death one day. This is out of selfishness and the ambition of his life.

Wang Wujian knows it well. Since he knows that he has the intention to teach himself, why do he need to ask for advice? His eyebrows were slightly raised, showing a relaxed and comfortable look. However, in his heart, he was fascinated by the other world that the super talented teacher inadvertently said!

"Don't dream. That world is not something that ordinary people can go to. I heard that a heavenly strong man can only be counted as a guy. It is not on the same level as us at all. Unless you have the ability to kill a spirit beast alone, maybe you can go back at that time." The talented teacher laughed rudely.

Wang Wujian whitened his eyes a few times unconvincedly, but did not ask any more questions, because a burly monster suddenly jumped out in front of him, majestic and fierce.

But when it saw the oncoming monster team, a pair of eyes of the same age immediately lost their look. Many of the people in the team are fighting for a monster who lives and dies when they meet, but at this time they share the same enemy and roars domineeringly.

Wang Wujian shouted hello excitedly, raised the slingshot in his hand, stretched out his hand and smiled at the Chaocai teacher, "Let me have a try!"

Mr. Chaocai smiled and took out a projectile from the cuff and handed it to Wang Wujian.

The projectile is only equivalent to one-third of the steel ball of the same volume, which is not light or heavy, and there is a mysterious atmosphere mixed in it.

Wang Wujian pulled the slingshot and aimed at the prey. His eyes suddenly turned cold. He suddenly loosened his fingers. The projectile flashed in the air. The monster had not yet entered its facade. The beast did not know what was coming. It howled reflexively. When it was ready to turn around and escape, his limbs suddenly softened and shook a few steps. Unexpectedly, it hit the ground with an ordinary sound, splashing a circle of broken branches and leaves.

"Hahaha, it's so amazing!" He put down a powerful monster with his own hands, and the feeling of pleasure made Wang Wujian almost jump off the monster. This move strengthened his belief in learning turbidity. It turned out that it was so easy to kill the monster. At this time, he only needed to walk to it without hesitation, pull out the machete, and touch its neck.

"Get up, get up..." Wang Wujian learned from Niu Tiancai's tone and appearance that he had just ordered other monsters to shout at the beast, but he didn't see any reaction.

"Hahahaha,..." Niu Tiancai sat on the back of the amphibian monster, pointed to Wang Wujian, and leaned forward and backward with a smile.

"You, what did you do?" Wang Wujian's face darkened, and he asked annoyanly.

"Hey hey, you don't understand that, do you? It's not that I did it. The key is that they will never listen to anyone except me, even if the knife is on his neck. The super talented teacher smiled proudly, with an arrogant look on his face, and shouted at the beast, "Get up!"

As soon as the words fell, the beast woke up like a dream and immediately stood up refreshed, staring at Niu Tiancai with dull eyes, waiting for his order.