Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 232 Smart
Zhou Leng was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Hello, Snow Mountain Wolf, please express my gratitude to the respected Frost Hand. If there is a chance, I would like to work with fellow believers of the Ice and Snow God Church to find the traces of the great Ice and Snow God, regain our faith, and let the glory of the Ice and Snow God shine upon the world."

The two were overjoyed; this was what they wanted to hear the most.

The Snow Mountain Wolf handed over a temporary magic bag with both hands.

Zhou Leng took it, and the two of them didn't waste any words. They touched their foreheads together again, got in the car and left.

Zhou Leng picked up the temporary magic bag.

This kind of magic bag is not a physical object, but a magic formation. It lasts for about a year and is worth tens of thousands. It is best given as a gift.

Opening the magic bag, there was a letter inside, as well as many familiar and unfamiliar potions and sundries.

Zhou Leng opened the letter, and the neat and simple small characters came into view.

99% of humans cannot write such beautiful regular script.

Zhou Leng browsed as he walked.

"I believe you are a smart child and will definitely read this letter."

"...The most important thing in the magic bag is not the potion, but your high priest badge and robe..."

"...I have modified the priest badge. Even without a demon spirit, you can still use some simple functions, such as calling for help, short-distance communication, and displaying your identity..."

"If you have time, it would be best to come to the Demonic World and undergo a formal initiation ceremony, which will make your identity more legal."

"Next, I will introduce these magic potions. Two of them are unique to the Demon Spirit World. Although they will not increase your physical strength, they will greatly increase your mental strength, which is the mountain of will for you warriors."

"One is the 'Tree of Psychedelic', which is the willpower potion that you human martial arts clans and martial arts houses can trade."

"The other is the 'Cold Moon Hanging Light' that is unique to the Ice and Snow God Cult and has never been traded or sold to the outside world. After taking it, it can strengthen your will for a long time. The effect is about three to five times that of the Psychedelic Tree."

Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment. The effect was amazing.

I had seen the psychedelic tree before when I was looking up information in the database.

There is no valuation in the human world, and drugs of this level cannot possibly circulate on the market.

If we really want to sell it, there will be people who will buy it even if they pay 100 million.

Because humans have too few drugs to enhance willpower and the effects are relatively weak, this is the specialty of the magician.

The psychedelic tree will definitely allow people to concentrate the virtual image of the mountain of will.

Unfortunately, many alchemy warriors have not gone through hard training, so it is difficult for them to form a mountain of will.

The rest of the letter introduces other magic potions, all of which are excellent and of great help to warriors.

"To the Divine Religion, your main mission is to improve yourself. You must at least be promoted to Grandmaster before you can lead the search for the whereabouts of our God."

"If you have time, come to the Demon World more often. There are not only initiation ceremonies, but also the training grounds of Demon Masters. Although they cannot help you strengthen your body, they can improve your will..."

The Frosty Hands in the letter was like a kind old man, no different from ordinary elders, and he no longer looked like someone who could easily kill someone.

After reading the letter, Zhou Leng looked back at the beginning and looked at the sentence "I believe you are a smart child."

This is the most important sentence in the entire letter.

The brain-player even downplayed the threat.

"The career of a double agent begins..."

Zhou Leng put all the things into his magic bag, then folded the temporary magic bag and put it in his pocket.

Return to the giant frost tree and enter the land of swords and war.

Soon, he was thrown out of the gate of purgatory.

9342 dollars.

Just one step away from ten thousand dollars.

Zhou Leng closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up at two in the morning.

So, practice the immortal star body.

First, set up the star conch, sit in it, visualize the tiny Ceres, and wrap it with your will.

4%...5%...6%...

After being wrapped by 7% of his will, Zhou Leng felt as if his brain had been drained. He walked with weak legs to the shore of Mammoth Lake, poured 11 bags of medicinal bath powder into the medicinal bath bucket, and as soon as the water boiled, he got into it.

After absorbing the effects of the medicine, he fell asleep in the lake in a daze.

Not long after, Zhou Leng woke up and took a look at the shadow of Ceres in the world of will.

As long as the will completely envelops Ceres, the formal cultivation of the Immortal Star Body can be carried out.

First stimulate the starlight and absorb the star power.

Then crush the stars and integrate them into your whole body.

Then, you can pull larger stars into the world of will and improve step by step.

The golden page also explains that the "pulling stars" of the immortal star body is an extremely advanced practice. If you can master this ability in the early stages, it will be of great benefit to your future practice.

After walking out of the world of ferocious beasts in the early morning and connecting to the Internet, Zhou Leng's first thing was to check Tian Wenhu's information through the Wuwei section.

No new information today.

After a morning run, we arrived at Ruda Martial Arts Hall.

Zhou Leng did not go to class with his classmates, but applied for a personal classroom, using the rewards he received from the competition camp to invite a talented person in the army to teach him.

After finishing two classes, I walked out of the classroom, took a rest, and turned on the magic watch.

Old Master Song actually sent a message saying that he had time today, and if he wanted to exchange martial arts, it would be best to come today. He might go to the army to teach in a few days.

Zhou Leng thought about it and replied: "Then I will go in the afternoon."

"In the evening, at seven o'clock."

"it is good."

Five minutes later, Liang Baiyin sent a picture of a beautiful ballet dancer spinning in circles, with the caption "Spinning in circles happily" attached to the picture.

"Brother Zhou Leng, see you tonight!"

Zhou Leng had expected this and replied, "See you in the evening."

When lunch time comes, Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin eat together as usual, and then take a walk on the campus together after lunch.

After walking for a while, Zhou Leng took out a temporary magic bag and handed it to Xu Qingjin.

Xu Qingjin took it in surprise, looked at it carefully, and asked, "Temporary magic bag?"

"Yes, it's very new and can be used for a year." "It would be better to sell it. It's quite expensive. Besides, I rarely go to the Magic City. If I go, the whole class or even the whole school goes together. I don't need it."

She said as she handed back the magic bag.

Zhou Leng pushed it back and said, "I gave it to you."

"No, it's too expensive." Xu Qingjin was not polite at all.

"This is a gift for you." Zhou Leng looked at Xu Qingjin with a smile.

Xu Qingjin was stunned for a moment, but still shook his head and said, "No."

"This is a gift for you." Zhou Leng still smiled and said the same words.

Xu Qingjin suddenly understood something, her face turned red, she lowered her head, opened her mouth, and after a while she whispered, "Give me something cheap, like a flower, and I'll be happy."

"When I received it yesterday, the first thing I thought of was giving it to you."

Xu Qingjin shook his head slightly, his face turning redder.

"Take a look inside first."

When Xu Qingjin opened it, he was stunned at first, then he burst out laughing.

The good news is that there are flowers.

The bad news was not a rose, but an ordinary little white flower in the school flower bed.

"I like this flower." Xu Qingjin happily took the flower and put it to his nose and sniffed it gently.

"The flowers are for you, and the temporary magic bag is a gift. When I become innate, I will give you a formal magic bag. A formal one."

Xu Qingjin's face turned as red as a sunset glow, all the way to her earlobes.

She gently grasped the magic bag, hummed softly, and did not dare to look up for a long time.

"Don't you dislike this flower picked from school?" Zhou Leng asked.

Xu Qingjin raised his head, with a little red left on his face.

"The flowers are not important. What's important is that you gave them to me." Xu Qingjin's eyes were bright and curved like crescent moons.

"Yeah." Zhou Leng nodded slightly.

Xu Qingjin reminisced as he walked.

"You've given me many, many things since I was a child."

"For example, the wreath made of dogtail grass, the puppy made of balloons that you learned to make on the Internet, the snacks from Uncle Li's house, and by the way, do you remember the stone?"

After Xu Qingjin finished speaking, her face turned slightly red again, but then she showed a happy expression.

"Two stones, one is a heart-shaped stone I found by the river, and the other is bought from a stall with the word 'Jin' written on it."

"I keep them all and put them in a box." Xu Qingjin raised his head proudly, as if explaining his treasures.

Zhou Leng knew it, he had known it since he was a child.

All the small gifts and New Year cards that I gave to Xu Qingjin were placed in that biscuit tin box.

Her mother said no one was allowed to touch it.

Occasionally when she missed him, she would kneel on the bed, open the slightly rusty iron box, take out the old little gift, lower her head and look through it carefully.

Her long hair hung down, covering her face, but could not hide the smile in her eyes.

After lunch, Xu Qingjin had no classes, so the two of them found a practice room and studied the divine text together.

After learning the divine text, Xu Qingjin went to class while Zhou Leng went to the advanced martial arts hall to practice.

In the evening, I had dinner with Xu Qingjin in the cafeteria, and then ran to Mr. Song’s martial arts hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Liang Baiyin's cheerful laughter.

"Grandpa Song, let's make a deal. The ice cream you owe me will be exchanged for martial arts supplies for Brother Zhou Leng. You can't go back on your word!"

“How much is ice cream worth?”

"Ice cream is worthless, but your promise is valuable. One secret martial arts move is equal to one promise, and one promise is equal to one ice cream. Perfect!"

"Just bully an old man like me! I really don't know what kind of magic potion Zhou Leng fed you. Is he that good?"

"Of course he is!"

"Better than me?"

"A hundred times better."

“The ice cream is gone.”

"You're cheating! Yes!"

Zhou Leng walked in, and the two of them turned their heads when they heard the footsteps.

Liang Baiyin blushed, then returned to normal and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou Leng!"

Song Juesi glanced at Zhou Leng with a smile and said, "Did you run over here?"

Zhou Leng nodded.

"Okay, then no warm-up. You said in your letter of martial arts that your primary goal now is to master the tactics of suppressing mountains and rivers..."

Afterwards, Song Juesi began to explain the Zhenshanhe tactics to Zhou Leng and Liang Baiyin.

Song Juesi has mastered all the tactics that can be mastered by those below the innate level.

He has mastered 90% of all the tactics that cannot be mastered by those who are not born with it.

In terms of power, Song Juesi's Zhenshanhe fighting method is far inferior to Shanheyuan's, because their physical bodies are very different.

But in terms of understanding of tactics, Song Juesi is probably tens of thousands times better than Shan Heyuan.

Throughout the entire evening, Zhou Leng studied hard and took notes constantly, gaining ten times more than from his communication with Shan Heyuan.

After finishing the study, Zhou Leng said, "Mr. Song, can I share my notes with Shan Heyuan and Zhang Xinglie?"

"No problem, martial arts is meant to be shared and exchanged. It's a pity that I'm too weak and my realm is too low, otherwise I would definitely teach online."

“You can actually give video lessons.” Liang Baiyin said.

Song Juesi's eyes darkened, and then he shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about it."

Zhou Leng and Liang Baiyin looked at each other. There must be something else going on here. They both thought of the master who had hurt Song Juesi's foundation.

(End of this chapter)