Crematorium-style love with the male protagonist of the starting point

"Aw!" Fly!

The little white wolf hugged Wang Mang's arm with its paws.

I also want to fly.

Wang Mang glanced at it, picked it up by the back of his neck, and swung it in the air twice.

The little white wolf bit his finger angrily.

After playing with Ruan Hang, Wang Mang felt the obvious gap between him and his peers.

For him, this game is as simple as a child's play house.

This kind of level is abnormal, which is in line with the normal world view of Long Aotian, but it does not meet the average level of development of the world line.

You can go to observe the development of the world's main line.

He carried the little wolf and slipped to the library of the college. The library of the Spirit Body College is considered to be one of the largest and most complete libraries on the mainland.

He found out the world lines of various timelines and connected them together, and found that although the progress of Ruan Hang's cultivation was not much before a thousand years ago, it was still quite a lot.

Thousands of years ago was the era when saints emerged one after another. Now the three major families have dozens of saints sitting in the family, and even a small family can have a saint.

In the previous tens of thousands of years, it took a thousand years for a saint who broke the boundary to appear, but 3000 years ago, there were many saints who broke the boundary.

After that, it gradually decreased, until now no saint has broken the boundary.

I don't know if there are any surviving saints in the world. At present, there is no one known.

There are many broken chapters in history. I don't know what happened to lead to the loneliness of the practitioners now.

He searched through more than a dozen rows of bookshelves, only to find two or three books about holy beasts.

The little white wolf was carried in his pocket and curled up obediently to sleep.

He found a seat and sat down. There are such powerful holy beasts, but there are no books to study them.

According to Ruan Hang's description, the situation of the Ruan family is similar.

And he hasn't been to the library of Ernos's house much, and as a descendant of the holy beast, there may be a little more records.

The contents of the three books are not the same, one is an illustration book of known types of holy beasts, the other is about strange stories similar to myths and legends, and the third is about the abilities of holy beasts.

The first Wang Mang book hastily flipped through a few times and passed.

When he was studying the second book, it contained a love story about the ancestors of the Ernos family.

A human cultivator was rescued by a holy beast, and the two fell in love at first sight and became partners. The holy silver wolf gave birth to the first generation patriarch of the Ernos family regardless of the family's opposition.

The whereabouts of the two people did not explain, let people daydream.

Maybe they broke the boundary and left together.

He opened the third book again.

He doesn't know the abilities of other holy beasts either, as long as he checks whether the holy silver wolf is right or not, he can identify the authenticity.

To his surprise, the description inside was unexpectedly detailed and complete, as if he had actually observed it.

It is clearly called a legendary existence, but such an accurate explanation can appear.

These materials always give him a sense of disobedience at the tip of the iceberg.

It's as if a book has been pulled out of a well-stocked research shelf and put on it casually.

The Holy Beast is not as omnipotent as he thinks, and is so strong that he cannot be defeated.

Not to mention the unbalanced humanoid and animal abilities, he overthrew those monsters in the forest of monsters all because of their racial advantages.

The animal form is so strong that it is only as strong as sanctification, and it is not a problem to beat sanctification by ability alone.

Even Luna may not be able to beat a pure humanoid.

He put the book back and flipped through other aspects casually.

Not really helpful.

"748." He called out the system, "Is there anything in the mall that can help me understand the species of holy beast?"

The system didn't even show up, and only left a sentence: "If you buy a teleportation array and teleport a clansman, you will know everything."

Wang Mang opened the mall to look at the number of points required for the portal, and then counted his own points.

There are still a few people left, so there is no play.

He searched for the exercise section again, and found a basic exercise suitable for his own practice.

It is called the basic part of spiritual beast practice exercises.

It is for children to practice.

He searched again, and this exercise book still had the highest priority, so Wang Mang simply bought it.

It is difficult for him to use human skills to make a significant improvement. With or without the help of his tribe, he can only rely on the system.

He went back to the dormitory ahead of time, opened the newly bought exercises, and practiced from the beginning according to the instructions.

The operation method of the exercises is completely different from that of the human race. The moment the spiritual energy pours in during the operation, it seems to open the door to a new world.

The body seemed to be connected with the sky and the earth, bursts of halos emanated from the surroundings, and the skin and hair became radiant.

He tapped the potted plant on the window sill with his hand, and the small plant sprouted in an instant, wrapping around his fingertips.

It is indeed a suitable method for him to practice.

Wang Mang stopped the operation of the exercises.

"Could it be that holy beasts were actually called spirit beasts before?" Wang Mang looked at the crooked little potted plant, "Because the talent is too strong, so it was called a holy beast?"

The housekeeper Demon Wolf also felt the fluctuation of Wang Mang's ability.

What he should use after practicing the exercises is not the transformed true energy, but the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The magic wolf ran to his side in two or three steps, walking around rubbing against his thigh.

The little white wolf poked its head out of its pocket and saw its kind.

It jumped out of the pocket and landed on the wolf's head with precision.

The demon wolf was startled, and instantly jumped up from the ground.

"Hey, big purple wolf." Wang Mang caught the purple crystal wolf, "Do you know anything related to my race?"

The Amethyst Demon Wolf stood in place respectfully, "I don't know, I just know that you are very strong, and my nature tells me not to offend you."

"Don't you have any family forms for the magical beasts that you can transform into?: Don't you record these?"

Demon Wolf answers every question: "We don't practice human beings. We can only enter the interior after transformation. These can only be seen inside, but the adults inside will also come out to remind us. Because I have no chance to transform, I have been in Central Forest stayed, that's why he was caught."

"The relationship between our Warcraft and humans is not good, and the adults and humans in the interior are basically broken."

"What about the orcs outside?"

"They're all mixed-blood half-orcs, and they're almost the same as humans."

"Come on and practice." Wang Mang patted Demon Wolf on the back, "After transforming, go to the inside of the Demonic Beast Forest to see if there is any record about my race."

Little White Wolf also patted Demon Wolf on the head.

"I will try my best!" The demon wolf ran away against the little white wolf.

Wang Mang continued to practice the children's exercises he bought.

The exercises are all about consolidating the realm, there is no fighting or killing, they are all skills that use nature and elements.

The door was knocked.

Wang Mang went to open the door, and Ruan Hang stood at the door.

"Go to training?"

Wang Mang nodded.

"Where's Ling Yu?"

"Inside." Wang Mang turned his body sideways so that Ruan Hang could see the little white wolf.

The little guy was still standing on top of the wolf's head and pulling its fur.

"Are you okay?" Ruan Hang was not very relieved of the Amethyst Demon Wolf, "Leave Ling Yu with it."

"The amethyst demon wolf of the ground level is about to take shape. Its intelligence is similar to that of a human. Don't worry."

Somewhat surprised, but Ruan Hang didn't ask further.

Ruan Hang took Wang Mang to the physical training ground.

The site is open and dilapidated, either gravel or a big pit.

Some of the floors that are still intact show that this, too, was originally a well-built site.

The field is surrounded by a large area of ​​green grass, and the surface is also full of scars, and the grass is lying down one by one.

"The damage is serious enough." Wang Mang kicked away the stone blocking the way, "Our practice field will be regularly maintained, only the lawn is more severely damaged."

"I heard that it will be like this again the next day after it is repaired on the first day, so it will take a long time to repair it." Ruan Hang took out a machete and leveled the surrounding area, "This way it will be flat."

He retracted the machete and tightened his belt.

"Come and do it."

Wang Mang has no skills, so he can only bite the bullet.

Ruan Hang slowed down and took the strikes one after another, stopping by the way to give pointers.

"I'm curious." Ruan Hang turned sideways to avoid the punch, "Why is there such a big difference between you and your sister's fighting skills?"

Of course Wang Mang would not tell him that I was just a code farmer who didn't go out of his way.

The original Edman is not a melee mage either.

"Our education is different, and I am not familiar with her."

"I see." Ruan Hang smiled, "We are more like a married couple with a child."

……

Ruan Hang came up with a wonderful way to train Wang Mang.

He played with his mind, used the main part to compete, and kept the solidified part to train Wang Mang.

After the game is over, he will transfer his entire spiritual consciousness.

Perfectly realize the rapid conversion of space.

Wang Mang sincerely admired his approach.

The last time I had a schizophrenia, I felt very strange, but Ruan Hang didn't have a schizophrenia.

It feels like this world is over, and he can become a boxing champion when he returns to the real world in the future.

Wang Mang squatted on the ground and moved his fingers. All the ungerminated seeds in the cracks germinated and grew up, and a dense green grass grew around it.

Long grass is so much fun.

"Lazy again?" Ruan Hang's consciousness had already shifted.

"No." Wang Mang clapped his hands and stood up, "Take a break."

Ruan Hang raised his leg and swept across, Wang Mang hurriedly jumped to avoid it.

"Don't be so sudden."

"Who will compete with you dignifiedly in the future?"

Ruan Hang followed up with a knee strike, and Wang Mang raised his leg to block it, but Ruan Hang used his strength to hook his calf, and then pushed him down with his hands.

"stand up."

Wang Mang stood up and patted the ashes on his buttocks.

"Let me see how your flexibility is?" Ruan Hang suddenly challenged, "I haven't seen you use large movements."

Wang Mang had an ominous premonition.

"Stand up straight." Ruan Hang patted his waist.

Wang Mang stood in a military posture.

Ruan Hang supported his waist with one hand, and pressed his upper body back with the other.

It's a lower back movement.

It was okay to bend to one-third of the way, but if he continued to press down, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ah! My waist is going to be broken! Fuck it's going to be broken!"

Ruan Hang pressed down again, and heard a click.

He planned to restore him, but Wang Mang couldn't stand anymore.

"My waist flashed, damn it, you hit too hard!"

"Aren't you an animal? Why are you so stiff?" Ruan Hang stood on the spot with one hand on his hips, turned his back, and made the same movement as before.

He didn't even use his hands to support the ground, but kept this strange posture, "I thought animals were very flexible."

"I'm not a cat!" Wang Mang retorted, rubbing his waist.