break the way [comprehension]

When Fang Ping stepped into this hut, the sun was just right, and Du Ziteng was lying on the ground with his butt pouted, coughing, drawing a talisman.

Fang Ping rubbed his eyes, saw everything in the house that was more exaggerated than yesterday, and the rice was more thoroughly broken, and couldn't help shouting: "Could it be that those bastards came to smash things again last night?!"

Du Ziteng got up and smiled: "Senior Brother Fang, you see the sunshine is so beautiful, but you are so irritable. This is not good."

Fang Ping was helpless, looking at the mess in front of him, he just stroked his forehead and said: "You stand aside first, I will clean up."

Fang Ping was in the same Qi refining period, but his realm didn't know how high Du Ziteng was. Even if he was in Feihaoyuan, the most useless outer sect of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, he was a few blocks away from those monks in Xianyuan Town, and a few talismans. After a while, all the shattered garbage flew out of the window with the wind.

Du Ziteng hesitated to speak.

Fang Ping was somewhat complacent, this Yufeng Talisman was one of the few and best Talismans he could make, he only naively thought that Du Ziteng wanted to express his respect, so he said: "Junior Brother, speak directly."

"Brother, won't you be fined for littering in the Hengxiao Sword Sect?"

Fang Ping: ...

Of course, Fang Ping didn't take such joking words to heart, and took out the furniture that should be prepared from the storage bag and arranged them for Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng didn't look at the comfortable and comfortable big wooden bed, but threw himself on the wooden table: "Brother, you really saved people from fire and water!"

Although pouting buttocks can also draw symbols, but after all, it will damage the image of the young master!

Before Fang Ping had time to be modest about all the items he had prepared, Du Ziteng had already taken out talisman pens, talisman ink, and talisman paper to fill the table, and started working like this, Fang Ping was dumbfounded.

He stood aside for a long while, while Du Ziteng was still painting intently. Could it be that Junior Brother Du is also a talisman idiot like the head of the academy?He shook his head and had no choice but to leave on his own.

Fang Ping had already stepped out the door, but couldn't help but take a few steps back: "Junior Brother Du...you...you'd better stay indoors these days..."

Du Ziteng didn't even raise his head: "Mmm, I don't plan to go out recently, senior brother, don't worry!"

Fang Ping didn't know whether Du Ziteng really intended to be honest, or to just perfunctory himself. After all, Mr. Ge's purpose that day couldn't be more obvious. He just didn't want Du Ziteng to appear in front of everyone again. If there are side issues, there will be many troubles.

After all, Feihaoyuan didn't have the capital to compete with someone like Mr. Ge, so let's just bow their heads if they can get by. I don't know if Junior Brother Du, who is drawing talismans, understands this truth.

Fang Ping left the room so worriedly.

Then, the next day, Fang Ping discovered that the door had never been opened!Could it be that this kid promised well, but went out behind his back? !

Fang Ping pushed open the door displeased, only to be surprised to find that Du Ziteng's figure was exactly the same as in the morning, his posture hadn't changed, and he was still burying his head in drawing symbols.

Fang Ping was shocked on the spot, he hurried forward to look, and saw a small stack of talismans piled up on the newly placed desk, obviously Du Ziteng really didn't move his position this day!

With trembling hands, he flipped through the talismans one by one. Even if some of these talismans were drawn by Du Ziteng last night, they were terrifying enough!You know, this Junior Brother Du is only at the third level of Qi Refining!Did you draw so much in one day? !

Immediately, Fang Ping frowned and asked urgently: "Junior Brother Du, can you eat today?"

Du Ziteng seemed to be a different person when he was drawing the talisman, he was interrupted to focus on the progress of the talisman drawing, and said indifferently: "No, I haven't finished drawing."

The implication is that if you don't finish painting, you won't eat?How can this work!

Fang Ping asked patiently: "This drawing of talismans is not something that can be done overnight, junior brother, how far are you from finishing?" After finishing the painting, go to the kitchen to eat something.

Du Ziteng seemed a little impatient at being quarreled: "Didn't you count it? You have already drawn 34 pictures, and there are still 960 six pictures left."

Fang Ping sat down on the ground without hesitation: "This... this... this..."

Then he snatched Du Ziteng's talisman brush: "Junior Brother! You are only at the third level of Qi Refining, and you still need to eat some food, otherwise, if you continue like this, you won't be able to last long! Besides, you still have to take those [-] talismans. Is the talisman serious? As long as you don’t go out during this period of time, nothing will happen, and it’s no big deal if you don’t complete your discipleship duties, so don’t worry about it.”

Fang Ping was really afraid that his junior brother would turn around and drive him into a daze because of these [-] talismans. Judging by his appearance today, he was already in a state of madness.

Du Ziteng was unable to draw the talisman after being robbed of the talisman brush. He seemed to have just woken up, and rubbed his forehead: "Senior Brother Fang?"

Fang Ping nodded again and again: "Junior Brother Du, don't be in a hurry, and don't take that disciple Wu too seriously, you know? I don't blame you for what happened yesterday, and you don't have to pay attention to what Junior Brother Lin said. Have a good rest in the house. Didn't you eat anything all day?"

Du Ziteng didn't take Fang Ping's persuasion to heart, but just drew the talisman all day long. He was really difficult to pull out. He asked Fang Ping to interrupt and ask again. He rubbed his stomach and said, "I didn't eat, yes A little hungry."

Seeing this, Fang Ping quickly cleaned up the things on Du Ziteng's table, and took out some dry food and water from the storage bag: "Come on, let's make some cushions first, and then let's go to the kitchen."

Du Ziteng was not polite, and after eating some, he wiped his mouth: "I'm full, brother, didn't you tell me not to go out? Then going to the kitchen is considered showing up in front of everyone."

Fang Ping was taken aback, this...it is true, what should I do?

But Du Ziteng said with a smile: "So, brother, please prepare more dry food and water for me."

Fang Ping naturally agreed, but Du Ziteng murmured to himself: Eating, drinking and messing around is really a waste of time, but luckily he got a mobile meal ticket.

Seeing that Du Ziteng quickly took out the talisman pen and talisman paper after eating, Fang Ping couldn't help being stunned: "Junior brother, do you want to continue drawing talismans?"

Du Ziteng let out a "huh", and started to draw again. This posture of drawing symbols anytime and anywhere almost made the hair on the back of Fang Ping's neck stand on end: "Junior Brother, are you really all right?"

Du Ziteng let out a long sigh, knowing that if he didn't make it clear, the mother-in-law's brother would definitely not let him draw a talisman quietly. He only took Fang Ping seriously and said, "Because I'm not reconciled, brother."

"Not reconciled?" Fang Ping did not expect to hear such an answer. Each of them was unwilling to be reconciled in such a situation, but some of them devoted themselves to gambling and having fun every day and wanted to forget everything. He was in a daze and didn't know what to do, and he even tried his best to change his family. This junior brother Du in front of him, because he was unwilling, he worked harder to draw a talisman?

As if understanding what Fang Ping was thinking, Du Ziteng smiled and said, "I wonder if senior brother has heard of it. There is a law in this world called [-] hours, no, the law of [-] hours, which means that those so-called outstanding talents, It's not that the talent is superior to others, it's just that you have put in more effort than others. Five thousand hours of hard work is a necessary condition for going from a mortal to a genius."

"Brother Fang, didn't you show me the 'Sword Sharpening Cliff' that day at the second level of the sky? The sword cultivators of the Hengxiao Sword Sect are well-known all over the world. That's because there are countless sword cultivators who sharpen their swords every ten years It takes ten years to become a sword cultivator. As you said, it must be a talented person. I was born in Xianyuan Town, Junior Brother. When I wake up, I forget the world. The last ten years have long since disappeared before I knew it. Since I have already missed those sword cultivators by ten years, how can I not waste sleep and food to catch up now?"

For a moment, Fang Ping froze in place, forgetting what to say.

"What's more, since I, Du Ziteng, have already taken over this apprenticeship, I will definitely do my best to complete it. After all...that's a lot of spirit stones and merit points!!!!" Du Xiaoye's eyes flashed again. The light comes.

Hearing this, Fang Ping couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he sighed: "I've been fooling around for years, you can draw, junior brother."

He might also need to find a place to think quietly.

"Five thousand hours?" A voice sounded in Du Ziteng's room with a strange tone.

Du Xiaoye was a little impatient, he kept going on and on, and asked people not to draw symbols properly!

As soon as he turned his head, yo, isn't this so-and-so?The master of the Feihao Academy finally thought of coming to visit his newcomer?

It was Lu Xuanchun who came, and he looked at Du Ziteng as if he was looking at a freak: "You are not too stupid to think of the method of practicing while drawing talismans. It's just that you really plan to use this method to practice five thousand Time, more than a year?"

Du Xiaoye rolled his eyes: "Don't look at me with those stupid eyes, one year? Three months at the most, I will definitely finish painting!"

Lu Xuanchun sneered, "March?"

Du Ziteng nodded affirmatively.

Lu Xuanchun looked Du Ziteng up and down and said, "Very good, then in March, if you fail to complete it, you will honestly put me in confinement for three years!"

Du Ziteng opened his mouth wide like an idiot, then he came to his senses and shouted to the headmaster who had drifted away: "Hey, then what will you give when I'm done?! There can't be only punishment but no reward!"

Then a bottle was thrown over, making Young Master Du dizzy.

Du Ziteng looked at the contents of the jade bottle and sniffed it. It seemed to be a pill?

He was not sure whether he should eat this kind of thing of unknown origin, or catch some animal to try it, but there was no instruction on the bottle to explain the name of the product, its efficacy and contraindications, what a bad review!

Fang Ping went back and forth, he had prepared dry food and water to give to Du Ziteng, and when he saw that Du Ziteng was studying the elixir, he also stepped forward to take a look.

Fang Ping only opened the bottle and glanced at it before saying pleasantly, "Bigudan!"

Du Ziteng was shocked when he heard it: "Butt Dan?! Can this nima still eat with this name?"

Fang Ping had a smile on his face: "Junior brother, you don't know something. A bigu pill can keep you from hunger or thirst for half a month, so you can save this food and water. It's just that this pill is quite precious and there are a lot of it. I don't know. Where did the junior brother come from?"

However, Du Ziteng asked strangely: "You can not eat or drink...then do you still have to pee?"

"Shhhhhhh?" Fang Ping took a long time to react, he couldn't laugh or cry, this junior was sometimes very serious, and sometimes he was naughty like a child: "The reincarnation of the five grains is necessary because of the impurities in the food and drink. This bigu pill is The ones from Danjia Institute all look top-grade, so naturally there is no such concern.”

Du Ziteng looked at the dusty elixir, and suddenly felt that some things in the cultivation world seemed to be useless: "No wonder it's called the butt pill, so it means that there is no need to use the butt, so I can draw symbols with peace of mind~( ≧▽≦)/~”

Fang Ping almost fell down when he heard the words, this good Bigu Pill is a prescription that has been passed down for thousands of years, how did it become like this in this kid's mouth!

Fang Ping saw that Du Ziteng's talisman was very resolute, so he took out a formation plate: "This is a simple protective formation, and the younger brother can set it up in the room to avoid outside disturbance."

Du Ziteng took the array and thanked him earnestly. He had dismantled a few spirit gathering arrays and knew it was worth a lot. Where to go, but gave him the array so easily, Young Master Du never owed favors easily, and only silently wrote it down in his heart.

After Fang Ping left, the formation was activated, and he stood in front of the table again. Du Ziteng watched the clouds and mist drifting away outside the window, calmed down. Sure enough, he, Young Master Du, had God's help. He drew [-] talismans in March. Taking a breath, taking a bigu pill, and picking up the talisman pen, all the disturbances in his consciousness have gone away, only the talisman paper, ink and talisman pen are left in front of him.

In this Feihao courtyard, Fang Ping saw the dilapidated small door closed tightly, but it really hadn't been opened in March.Gradually, everyone in Lin Meng in the courtyard almost forgot that there was such a person, and dust gradually piled up in front of the door.

Until this night, there was a loud bang, and the dilapidated small door flew far away and smashed aside.