King of Consciousness

"Zhuang is what he is today, all thanks to the cultivation of Young Master and Master! The kindness that Young Master and Master showed to Zhuang will never be forgotten by Zhuang in his lifetime!" Zhuang Buqun said with some shame.

The naughty kid and Mr. Qin looked at each other, and then they both smiled. Then the naughty boy said: "In the future, everyone will be our own people, so there is no need to be so polite. Let's eat together, and let's chat while eating."

Zhuang Buqun was already salivating as he looked at the pieces of roasted and fragrant spiritual beast meat. After Blazing Eagle handed him a piece, he couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.

But the spicy and numb taste that followed made him "want to die." But he couldn't bear to eat the meat of the spiritual beast in his mouth. It was so spicy and happy.

While eating barbecue, the naughty kid asked Mr. Qin: "Mr. Qin, is there any way you can help Pavilion Master Zhuang improve his cultivation?"

As soon as Zhuang Buqun heard this, he immediately slowed down his eating speed and raised his ears to listen carefully.

Qin Daoji thought for a while and said: "If you want to improve your cultivation, it depends on three points. One is your own qualifications. The second is the cultivation method. The third is the resources for cultivation. In my opinion, Buqun's qualifications are average. The skills he cultivates may only be average, and his cultivation resources are also limited. One word is difficult!"

In fact, Qin Daoji just explained it briefly, but he basically got to the point. In fact, there are many factors that determine the improvement of cultivation, such as a person's age, fate, luck, etc.

The naughty boy nodded, and then said to Zhuang Buqun: "Pavilion Master Zhuang, let go of your consciousness and don't resist at all."

Although Zhuang Buqun didn't know what his master was going to do, he immediately came to his master without thinking and opened his consciousness space.

After the naughty boy came to him, he wrapped a ball of light with his spiritual consciousness and imprinted it into his sea of ​​consciousness. "This is an exercise. It should not be weaker than the exercise you originally practiced. Let's eat the meat first. It's not too late to go and see it when you're full." The naughty kid looked at Zhuang Buqun and said with a smile.

"Buqun would like to thank Master for the gift of this technique!" When Zhuang Buqun heard that this was a technique given by his master, he immediately shouted excitedly.

Once upon a time, monks would fight to the death to obtain a skill. There are almost many examples of former friends turning against each other in order to seize a skill.

He has been at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts for several years. The reason why there has been no breakthrough is probably because there is no good technique.

Although he is currently the master of Lianbao Pavilion in Daqing County, the exercises he practices are also provided by Wanbao Pavilion. But it can only be practiced to the level of Wuzong. The subsequent cultivation techniques will either make great contributions to Wanbao Palace, or rely on one's own luck to find them.

Although he doesn't know yet, what is the quality of the technique given by the master? But no matter what kind of skill it is, that sect and country don't regard it as a treasure! And you can't show it to anyone easily.

What's more, the master also said that the technique is stronger than the one he is practicing now. Does the master know that his own skills can only be cultivated to the realm of Wuzong? Zhuang Buqun couldn't help but secretly feel a little puzzled.

But then there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart! With a technique that is stronger than that of Wu Zong, wouldn't it be possible to cultivate to the realm of King Wu? Haha, the realm of the Martial King! This was something he never dared to think about before. At most, he could only dream about it.

Although Zhuang Buqun didn't know why his master suddenly gave him the technique, and he didn't know what the quality of the technique was. But at this time, there was still a feeling in his heart that "a scholar will die for his confidant"!

"Haha, there's no need to be so excited, just feel free." Looking at Zhuang Buqun's excited expression, the naughty kid waved his hand and said with a smile.

At this time, even Mr. Qin couldn't help but glance at his master. The flaming eagle pooped again, raised a piece of grilled golden and crispy spirit beast meat, and held it in front of him.

"Haha, don't you want to eat it yourself?" the naughty boy asked with a smile. The flaming eagle shook its head, picked up the spirit beast meat in its talons and stuffed it into his hand.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be quite lovable." The naughty boy took the spirit beast meat and chewed it. The Flame Eagle immediately nodded frequently as if to please, causing the three of them to burst into laughter.

After the naughty kid finished eating the spirit beast meat, he saw that the Flame Eagle was still standing in front of him with no intention of leaving, so he couldn't help but ask: "Hey, why don't you eat the spirit beast meat?"

I saw the flaming eagle waiting for him to finish eating the spirit beast meat, then kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him frequently. At the same time, its divine consciousness also came from his sea of ​​consciousness: "Please master, please give me a law! Please give me a law, master!" …"

The naughty kid couldn't help but kicked it, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Do you think the exercises are just cabbage? You can have them if you want them? Besides, what I just gave Master Zhuang is a human cultivation method. You What kind of trouble is a spirit beast making here? At this time, even Mr. Qin and Zhuang Buqun were amused by the Flame Eagle, and the three of them couldn't help laughing.

But the Flame Eagle kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowed. This guy actually has the intention of being too lazy to leave without giving me the skills. The naughty child was helpless by it, so he had to say casually: "You should get up first and let me think about it."

Mr. Qin and Zhuang Buqun looked at their master in surprise. The Flame Eagle was even more excited and kowtowed its head even more frequently. It even ignored a large piece of blood on its forehead.

As a spiritual beast that has been cultivating for tens or hundreds of years, it finally broke through to the third level spiritual beast and gave birth to an intelligent spiritual beast. Its desire for martial arts is much stronger than that of humans!

Although the owner only showed a hint of words, for it, it is nothing more than a huge joy! Generally, the breakthrough and upgrade of spiritual beasts are much more difficult than that of humans!

Some have even been unable to achieve breakthroughs after practicing for hundreds of thousands of years. The biggest reason is that they lack the skills to practice and their own bloodline.

Most of the spiritual beasts or divine beasts that have successfully cultivated themselves have a trace of the bloodline power of ancient divine beasts.

Then, after many years of practice, one day he suddenly awakened the power of the ancient divine beast's bloodline in his body. From then on, he soared into the sky and grew into a generation of divine beasts!

But this kind of spiritual beast must first have a trace of the blood power of the ancient divine beast in its body before it can awaken. The other is that it is the descendant of the divine beast itself, but because the power of the divine beast's bloodline in its body is too thin, it has been unable to awaken, and eventually disappeared from the public. Moreover, there are too many examples like this. Among a hundred spiritual beasts, not even one can truly awaken.

The naughty boy didn't expect that this guy was a lazy guy, like a bullshit plaster, and he was the kind who couldn't get rid of it once he got it.

But in the end, the naughty kid also felt the sincerity of his heart! He found that not only did this guy not eat the meat of his favorite spiritual beast, but he also didn't care even if the blood on his forehead came out. He looked like he would not give up until he was given the technique, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it was of no use.