Chapter 182 Upgrade Conditions
I didn’t expect that there would be so many beggars’ birthdays. It really deserves to be the last piece of blessed land.
Behind the bookshelf is a wooden door, and there seems to be some strange noises coming from inside.
Director Fang said respectfully: "Senior, the person has arrived."
"Come in." The noise inside disappeared, replaced by a familiar voice.
"I have something else to do, you go in first."
Director Fang encouraged and turned to leave.
Liangcha walked straight in.
It was very bright inside the door, in stark contrast to the outside.
There are sofas, reclining chairs and desks inside.
There was an old man with gray hair, sitting in front of a computer, doing something unknown.
Although Liangcha couldn't be said to have an amazing memory, he still recognized at once that this was the old security guard at the skills competition.
He seemed to have asked the headmaster to cook a fish meal?
However, the leader speculated that this person should not be that simple. He might be a hidden boss who might be able to solve his problems.
Later he thought about it carefully, this old man's machine was not simple, whether it was the fireball tree or the ability to see if others were cheating at a glance, or the heavy rain that fell from the sky later.
All of this shows that this old man's water skills are particularly powerful.
Remember that Yuanying master on Zigai Mountain also has water-type talent!
So not only was there such a big fuss, he knew it all at once, and our guess was correct.
However, there was no other expression on his face.
"senior."
Seeing Liangcha, the old man smiled.
"You don't have to be so reserved. Just call me Teacher Song."
Without waiting for his reaction, the old man smiled and said, "I guess you must be confused. You are obviously a sword cultivator, so why do I have to be your mentor?"
"Yes, I'm curious." Liangcha said expressionlessly.
"You don't look curious at all..."
Song Chengjiang took a look and felt a little disappointed.
But he didn't say much, instead he said directly: "Your talent is unique."
Liangcha agreed: "Yes, I have the strongest talent."
Song Chengjiang: “…”
That being said, it would be too shameless to say it directly.
Pretending not to notice, he stroked the cat's beardless chin with his hand, then slowly spoke: "I believe your leader has already said it."
"Other cultivators have only inherited some of their ancestors' talents, but you are almost at the level of a throwback to your ancestors."
"For someone like you, upgrading your talent requires not only spiritual energy but also occasional conditions. You have enough spiritual energy, but the other conditions are not met, so you ended up like this today."
After saying this, a mysterious smile appeared on the old man's face.
Liangcha's poker face finally showed a hint of surprise.
Finally waited until today.
The problem you've been trying to solve day and night, finally has a solution?
People sighed, and Liangcha's eyes were firm: "So, what else should I do?"
Song Chengjiang: "I don't know."
Zhang Xinzi: ???
"Your conditions are different. When I'm angry, I run to the top of the Himalayas and bring down a bottle of water."
Song Chengjiang spread his hands and said, "I really don't know your conditions. Maybe killing a hundred or so people? Uh... that seems a bit too exaggerated."
Seeing that Liangcha's expression was becoming more and more ugly, Song Chengjiang had no choice but to become serious.
"Although I don't know what the conditions are, there is someone who definitely knows."
"who?!"
"Your ancestors."
"Your talent is inherited from your ancestors, so the so-called conditions were actually proposed by your ancestors."
Liangcha was stunned for a moment, then looked helpless.
"The jade slips left by our ancestors have long been shattered. I don't know any information about them."
Song Chengjiang checked some information in front of the computer.
"Let me see if there's a backup. I was actually just helping to check. Logically, there should be some information left behind, but I can't find it."
"So I had to try another method, and finally found some information about your Qiongye Sect."
The old man made a series of operations, and then a page popped up.
"Hot dealers dealing cards online, right now..."
Seeing a beautiful woman pop up on the colorful page, Liangcha's face turned rogue.
Song Chengjiang hurriedly wanted to close it, but instead of closing it, more pages popped up.
Then some strange sounds came from the computer.
Liangcha finally understood why the man and woman seemed to make some strange noises before.
Song Chengjiang seemed a little embarrassed, his face straightening as he offered to introduce me: "I've been searching for a long time and finally found it. The Qiongye Sect left a message in a magic weapon through the Shuiguang Sect. I can use spiritual techniques to extract the fragments from that time. Perhaps you can get the answer you're looking for."
Liangcha took off the sword.
This sword looks very ordinary, and Liangcha's character rarely becomes serious.
"Senior, what should I do specifically?"
Song Chengjiang nodded: "Come with me."
The two walked out of the cabin and came to the room outside with shelves.
Only then did Liangcha vaguely realize that this shelf seemed not worthy of the formation.
Walk all the way to the center, where there is a handful of soil.
"This is a handful of soil from the core of the spirit vein. It is the only way to keep the jade slip from breaking."
Liangcha's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Take the sword and go over there." The old man looked deep.
Liangcha walked up obediently.
The old man looked solemn and recited a spell.
Liangcha immediately fell into a mysterious feeling.
He seemed to be floating high up in the air, and the ground was covered with wounds.
This seems to be an ancient street, but there are not many people.
Liang Cha suddenly realized that this might be a memory left by his ancestor. "You beggar, you dare to steal my food!"
A roar was heard, and a man with disheveled hair fled from in front of him.
This person was very fast, eating the steamed buns frantically while running. Even if someone caught the buns, they probably wouldn't be able to swallow them back.
Liangcha realized that this guy might be the ancestor.
Then the scene changed.
The ground was filled with smoke and the little beggar became a soldier.
But he said Infinite Iron, his face full of horror.
"kill!"
"Anyone who deserts the battlefield will be executed immediately!"
He wandered around the battlefield with a look of fear on his face. Not to mention killing people, he couldn't even fight.
No one knows how he survived. After the war, the ground was covered in blood.
He saw a flash of cold light and was about to run away, but then he saw the flash of a knife approaching him and his eyes were filled with despair.
"waste!!"
An arrow shot from a distance and instantly nailed the attacker to the ground.
The sound of horse hooves rang out, and a man in heavy armor sat upright on horseback, looking down from above. He watched for a long time and left only one sentence.
"In this world, if you don't kill someone, you'll be killed!"
He could only flee in panic with tears streaming down his face.
But he was tripped by a corpse and saw the dead face pressing against his own. He finally made up his mind and took out a sword from the dead man's hand.
At this moment, a long sword came whistling and instantly nailed the man to the ground.
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