The big guy dressed as a waste of wood [System]

Ancestor: What else can I do, of course forgive him.

Looking at the relaxed appearance of the younger generation without even frowning, it doesn't look like someone who needs to use enlightenment.

Alas, he has studied the enlightenment for so long, the only enlightenment in the world of comprehension!Why did I meet such a junior.

Didn't he just want to show off, what's the matter if he wants to show off, who doesn't have any vanity, why is it so difficult.

The juniors don't give face at all.

His enlightenment is like his cub, but if you think about it carefully, the younger generations are also his cubs. The younger generation does not need to be enlightened, which shows that people with good talents will become masters in the future.It is the same for younger generations who are promising.

After comforting himself in this way, he took out another cheat book. This time, he didn't want to test anything, but had other intentions.This is a secret book that he took out from the ruins of the Immortal Mansion. His eyes seemed to emit some unknown light: "Come, come, junior, you can also read this secret book."

When this cheat book appeared, Song Chaoyan felt blinded. It was the first time he saw a cheat book above the golden legend, a book exuding seven-colored light, and the level was written beyond the legend of the cheat book.

……

Song Chaoyan: For a while, he didn't know what to complain about. Sure enough, Mary Su Se is the strongest, so he should complain about this level name that he didn't make up carefully at first glance.

But these are not big problems, all the cheats are in his hands, and he can learn them with one click.

This time, the ancestor waited for him to finish reading, and did not ask him if he had met. Instead, he turned to a certain page, even a certain paragraph, seemingly unintentionally, and said, "Come on, junior, tell me about this paragraph."

In fact, he didn't think that the younger generation would be able to fully understand it, but after thinking about the talent of the younger generation, even if he didn't learn it, he could definitely discuss it with him.For thousands of years, he has also found many fellow students, but he has never found anyone with the same understanding as him.

Although his thinking has changed from teaching you to learn exercises from your ancestors to exchanging exercises with you from your ancestors.But after all, there are countless generations of distance between him and this younger generation. If he just told the younger generation his purpose so bluntly, his ancestor would lose face.

He might as well still put on a look of comparison, before the juniors have reacted from the comparison mode, hurry up and grab it.

Song Chaoyan only thought that this was the same process as before. He wanted to organize the language, but found that this seemed not particularly expressible in language, so he simply took out the broken sword to demonstrate.

This broken sword was the one broken by chopping the evil spirit before. Originally, he wanted to change it, but found that there was no useful sword at hand, so forget it.I picked it up, washed it, and made do with it.

The ancestor looked at his junior, and moved his sword in a decent manner, which seemed to be the same thing.He couldn't help but picked up the sword and found that this was really the case.

The doubts that had plagued him for many years were easily resolved by a junior.

Ancestor: ...Damn it, comparing people to others really makes people mad.

That being the case, he could only come up with a few more cheat books.Reluctantly, let this junior share his worries.

Satisfied, the ancestor got a lot of answers from Song Chaoyan, looked at the shabby broken sword in his hand, and planned to give him a sword, he asked: "Your sword is not good, the ancestor will give you one, you What kind of sword do you like, your ancestors will make one for you."

The ancestor suddenly felt that he could do it again. Although he failed to use enlightenment smoothly, he can still practice swords. Come on, junior, tell your request, the ancestor can no longer hold back his desire to show off upset.

Song Chaoyan hadn't really thought about what kind of sword he liked before, but when his ancestor asked him, he had an image in his mind. This image was not a sword, but a knife—the magic knife with thousands of blades.

When he watched Guoman before crossing, he liked Ah Qi very much, and the sword in his hand.At the same time, I feel that the screenwriters of Guoman have really big brains, and this setting really poked him too much.

The blade of this sword is composed of thousands of fragments, which can be reassembled after being broken.

He has experienced so many worlds, and he has never seen a world with a similar knife.The tuba has never been short of weapons, and he doesn't really need weapons, so he basically didn't think about this issue.

Seeing that the younger generation has been thinking, the ancestor who is very confident in his own strength said: "Your junior, you can do whatever you want, just say whatever you want, your ancestor is very powerful."

Song Chaoyan explained the setting of the magic knife.

The ancestor nodded while listening, oh, isn't it a sword with a thousand pieces that can be dispersed and reassembled, he can, he can be a fart.

The ancestor who had been smiling all the time felt that his smile was about to crack again: I am afraid that you are an undercover agent sent by someone else's family. What good is it to piss him off to death?

bye.

The ancestor patted Song Chaoyan on the shoulder and sent him to the fourth floor, letting him pick up the sword in January.

A thousand fragments, isn't it just for his liver? He gave it, and he accepted it.Alas, children and grandchildren are debts.

After bidding farewell to his ancestors, Song Chaoyan went through many levels in a row.

There are puppets placed on each floor of the Bailian Pagoda, and the strength of the puppets will increase in turn, just like a human-killing machine, and there will be a resting place every certain number of floors.

Before entering the pagoda, Zhou Yu originally planned to take Song Chaoyan to the first few floors to familiarize himself with the exercises, and then slowly accompany him up.As for the other three people in the team, because Wei Zelai and Wang Nian suffered serious injuries, the doctor advised them to quit the trial of Bailian Pagoda directly.

In order to play happily in the future, the two can only be sick friends together, and gave up the plan to enter the tower.However, the group of elders did not treat them badly. They asked each of them to choose a practice, and even assigned someone to teach them.

As for Pei Yuan, it was originally used for points competition. Before Song Chaoyan fell into the black hole opened by the evil spirit, he used Wang Nian as a bait and caught a few live evil spirits for her.She felt that the evil spirits were more attractive to her, so she took these evil spirits back to her body after the points match.

That is to say, their team, the people who entered the tower, were only him and Zhou Yu from the beginning.

Zhou Yu felt that he needed to take care of Song Chaoyan, but when he was about to enter the pagoda, his master suddenly sent him a spell and told him to open it by himself, so he missed the opportunity to go in together.

We can only let Song Chaoyan go in first, and make an appointment to meet at the first resting place.

Song Chaoyan spent a lot of time with his ancestors, he thought that Zhou Yu should have arrived.

Each floor is connected by a teleportation array. Song Chaoyan stood in the position of the teleportation array, and his mood fluctuated a little.Almost instantly, he was teleported from the lower level to Zhou Yu's level.

Walking out of the teleportation array, he saw a scene that was completely different from the fighting and killing scene below. He didn't know if it was due to psychological factors, but he always felt that the scene in front of him was full of a warm feeling.

There are neatly arranged tables and chairs in front of you, and a row of futons for meditation.Those who come to this floor, who want to rest, can find a free place to sit down, drink tea to replenish spiritual energy, and specially made cakes to replenish physical strength.

Zhou Yu was sitting on one of the chairs, flipping through a book and drinking tea.

When Song Chaoyan saw him, Zhou Yu felt something and looked up at him, and beckoned him to sit down.

Song Chaoyan straightened his clothes. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little nervous. When he got closer, he could clearly see the appearance of Senior Brother Zhou.

He didn't know that Zhou Yu was related to him by blood before, and he didn't look at his appearance much, but now that he looks at it this way, he is indeed somewhat similar to his trumpet.

He didn't know what to say, should he just go over and call him brother?Wouldn't that be a little too exciting.

Seeing that Song Chaoyan did not take his seat for a long time, Zhou Yu kept looking at him, hesitant to speak, and broke the inexplicable silence first: "You look at me like this, what do you want to say to me?" say?"

The author has something to say: [Broken Thoughts]

Amway, my favorite Chinese comic, Assassin Wu Liuqi (*/w＼*)

【Thank you little angels】

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 5 cuties; Xie, Secret of the Colorful City, Yu Xun, 1 lotus can;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：A58瓶；狐丸.12瓶；嘻嘻嘻、小可爱10瓶；绒毛控不解释、Catherine5瓶；邪4瓶；生灵喧闹、南桑2瓶；

Suddenly there are a lot of new little shit!I love you all (*/w＼*)