"That's impossible... The Master once told you that talent is actually cultivated. It's a 'path' opened up by a minor master in the Canliao realm in ancient times named 'Ru Ren'."
"Before I died, 'Chen Kuang' and my will merged with the heaven and earth, becoming one of the rules. Only then could you, the disciples of previous generations, possess 'talent'."
Suddenly, I frowned again: "Transfer the blame to 'Chen Kuang'? Is that nonsense?!"
Or, that Lin Er is actually my master's illegitimate son... ahem, that's bad, that's too possible, but the disciple he secretly recruited inside ran away.
"But, if he wants to be your enemy, then... disappointment is inevitable."
Zhang Zhizhou was still holding a Danchan in his hand, which was also suspended in mid-air at this moment, and his face did not show any surprise or strangeness.
As soon as I finished speaking, Shan Chan's pupils constricted, and I felt the alarm bells of "sudden impulse" ringing. The blood and energy instantly rushed to my cerebellum, bringing a trace of... instinctive fear!
But before long, my white pieces had recovered some of their advantage and were about to press on and turn the tables.
No teeth itching...
After saying this, he turned around and left.
It wasn't minor, but... embarrassing enough.
Wu Shengyou concentrated his mind and looked serious, then picked up a white piece after pondering for a while.
“That poem…!”
But this Buddha came to save all living beings and to eliminate their karma!
As a contemporary disciple of Freedom Mountain and a leader among the younger generation, Shan Chanyou suddenly felt unbalanced.
That is the broken form of the dead "Chen Kuang".
When Li Hongling looked at me at the beginning, she didn't have that kind of look.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is naturally Mu Zhao’s appearance!
Even the dignified Mu Zhao was stunned when he saw such a scene, and his face twisted instantly.
The figure was not very short, just the appearance of a strong-bodied young man, about eight feet tall, or in other words, a white-skinned young man.
Small wounds appeared under my body one after another. My almost transparent skin burst open and purple-white blood spurted out of my skin.
The poem I recited actually triggered a hint of talent!
Wu Shengyou looked at the swooping Kunpeng with a serious expression and said, "I hope this is just a temporary setback, allowing him to ride the wind and rise again."
Under the back of Kunpeng, Lin Er could not see that there was no flesh and blood in the huge fish body above the scales, but a small sea that stretched as far as the eye could see!
Bai Zi exhaled hastily and clenched his fist. "If you were only a cultivator at the Ascending Tower Stage, this wouldn't be a little beyond your expectations."
"Young Senior Brother, what you mean is that if we can gain the recognition of that 'Confucian scholar', we can also gain 'talent'?"
But the meaning of that sentence now is that Lin Er’s poem is ridiculously powerful... but it has not reached the level that can be recognized by heaven and earth!
At the beginning of that game, I was calm and had not yet lost the upper hand.
Just a needle prick.
The man had a plain appearance, wearing a light green headscarf, a short shirt, and even a few patches on his clothes.
Take a deep breath and land quickly.
…
The reason is my fault. It's because the cultivation method of Freedom Mountain is very ordinary. What is cultivated is knowledge, or in other words, "talent".
"hiss--"
The spiritual energy in the whole body is surging and is being transported towards "Shan Chan" to maintain its operation.
"If you want to control Shan Chan, you must first be able to withstand the changes in the rules."
A subtle sound suddenly came from under "Shan Chan" herself.
"Bai Zi" raised his fist, looked up and faced Lin Er, his voice was like a loud bell and a small Lü, resounding through the heavens and earth, rolling like thunder.
Lin Er stood up straight and whispered warmly, "Today, let's play some evil and see who is more of an evil cultivator!"
But that's entirely my fault.
Just as Xuanshen Daoism respects "morality", Ziyoushan respects "knowledge".
It was a completely independent system, just like the music cultivators and sword cultivators, neither of them had their own unique set of skills. Except for the disciples of Freedom Mountain, it was impossible for them to possess such a thing as "talent".
There is almost only one way out...this is where you die.
In comparison, the appearance of the great demon Kunpeng was equally shocking.
Lin Er, the cultivator who is not a disciple of Freedom Mountain.
Zhang Zhizhou was not so surprised. I seemed to remember something and said in a deep voice:
But the final suggestion is that one needs to first undergo "enlightenment" before one can create a "sea of learning" within the sea of knowledge in order to preserve talent.
Zhang Zhizhou was silent for a moment and nodded.
It turns out that this "Lake Dragon King" is actually Kunpeng!
Shan Chan's face also turned red, and I took a deep breath.
The purple-robed old man sat at the foot of the stone peak, stroking the jade flute at his waist, with a hint of determination:
Lin Er could even vaguely see the fleeting joy and struggle in his eyes over the years...
The old man was wearing a purple robe with dark patterns and a jade-inlaid headband. If it weren't for his long snow-white hair and fine lines at the corners of his eyes that revealed his age, he would have been dressed like a noble young man.
The skin under me was not yet like a balloon, but was slowly being stretched to burst and explode, and it became translucent.
The rules of that world have long been fixed, and people live in them, just like fish in water.
Wu Shengyou murmured and repeated, and slowly figured it out:
"If it rises when the wind dies down, it can still stir up the vast ocean water..."
Wu Shengyou turned his head to look at the magnificent scene of Kunpeng flying through the clouds nearby. His pupils constricted, and he couldn't help but stand up:
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