The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

He even planned to dig the sword out of the ground with his bare hands.

In fact, Wen Jue also thought about whether the sword was on the tree at the beginning, but he had visually inspected it before. Ten meters away from the tree, there was still a bare trunk of the tree, not even a leaf. The possibility of the peerless sword being hidden in such a place is lower than that hidden ten meters underground.

Thinking of this, Wen Jue ruled out this possibility.

But now it seems that it is really impossible to use human thinking and worldview to figure out this ghost system.

After Wen Jue calmed down Hao Ma's mood of selling criticism, he then remembered that the system said that he had unlocked the lightness skill called "Piercing the Clouds and Stepping on the Moon". Since the sword was on the tree, wouldn't it be a good time to try it now.

Thinking like this, Wen Jue turned his thoughts in his mind, exerted strength on his feet, and then sure enough, the next second, his body jumped into the air, but only flew about two or three meters before he fell down again.

Because he was not yet proficient, when Wen Jue landed, his feet were so painful that he almost lost his footing and fell to the ground.

However, this feeling of being as light as a swallow and flying into the air in January is indeed quite miraculous, so Wen Jue adjusted the angle and tried again. Unfortunately, this time he still only jumped two or three meters before falling down. up.

Just when Wen Jue was about to try it for the third time, the system gave the answer in a friendly manner: "Piercing clouds and stepping into the first-level skills, you can vacate up to three meters in the air. If the host wants to take the sword, you can come again after your skills increase. of."

"..." Wen Jue suddenly felt like his IQ was rubbed against the ground.

It is said that brain cell death cannot be regenerated, and brain damage is irreversible. Wen Jue now seriously doubts that he just died once. Although his body is alive now, most of his brain cells are damaged. Recommended to a prestigious university, admitted to a doctorate in his early twenties, became a doctoral supervisor at the age of 26, has been teaching for ten years in his late thirties, and is used to being called a child prodigy, how can he do so many stupid things one after another today?

Wen Jue stood there for a while, then turned around with a wave of his sleeves and went down the mountain, only walked about ten steps and turned back, and then began to bury the holes dug out by himself and Yin Wujiu.

The more he looks at it now, the more he feels that this hole is the hole that his brain has sunk into. Thinking of this, the movements of his hands become faster, as if to fill up these holes, and the stupid things he did just now can be solved. Erased in general.

Wen Jue's series of operations made Yin Wujiu dumbfounded. For a moment, he even wondered if his master was crazy.

But when the man called out his name clearly and asked him to help fill in the hole, Yin Wujiu dismissed this idea in his mind.

Master must have his reasons for doing things, and I just need to follow suit!

Maybe Master hid something under the tree, and then someone dug it away, so Master is angry?

That must be something very important, otherwise, why is Master so anxious to go up this mountain for the past few days? Even if it is to train myself, there is no need to be in such a hurry!

"So it must be true, it must be so."

Wen Jue didn't know that the child made up a series of reasons for what he did, but seeing Yin Wujiu standing there holding a wooden stick and muttering to himself, he raised his hand and knocked him on the head, saying: "Why are you in a daze, pack up here, and then we go down the mountain?"

The child was interrupted by him, responded, and then started to work quickly.

When Wen Jue first climbed to the top of the mountain, he must have been in a coma for a long time, because Yin Wujiu hugged him and his voice was hoarse from crying, so after the two of them lingered under the tree for a while, the sky became a little dizzy .

After the ground was almost cleared, the master and apprentice dropped the things in their hands and prepared to go down the mountain. When they turned around, they raised their heads inadvertently, but were shocked by the scene above their heads.

Red-orange gradients, from shallow to deep and from deep to shallow clouds depict various shapes, some are like a fire burning the sky, some are like dragons and phoenixes flying, and some are like women's thin and soft wide sleeves swaying in the wind, Some are like giant whales soaring in the sky, where the gaps between the clouds occasionally reveal the original blue color of the sky, intertwined with red and white, beautiful like a dream, even the most famous oil painter in the world can't paint all of them. One-third of the fantasy and magnificence.

Wen Jue looked at the clouds flowing in the sky, and at one moment felt that he was extremely small, at one moment he felt that the world was so vast, and at another moment, he felt as if he could touch these soul-stirring sunset glows by stretching out his hand, so he really felt stretched out his hand.

In a trance, he felt something soft passing through his fingers, and he thought he really touched those clouds.

"Master, the sky is so beautiful!" Yin Wujiu's still immature exclamation came from next to his ear, pulling back Wen Jue's drifting thoughts.

He slowly opened his eyes, and found that those clouds were actually far away from him, far away and untouchable, and what he brushed over his fingertips was just the cool wind in the late autumn night.

After the shock that hit the soul, what remains is a loneliness and emptiness as if the soul and the flesh are separated.

Wen Jue blinked, and stopped looking at the illusory beauty. When he lowered his head, he put back the hood that he had just taken off in excitement.

"Let's go." Wen Jue looked at the child not far away, and said slowly.

Yin Wujiu's eyes were still staring at the top of his head without blinking, and he pleaded: "Master, let me go down the mountain later, Wujiu has never seen such a beautiful cloud, I want to see it for a while longer!"

Zuo You had already been on this mountain for a day, but Wen Jue was not in a hurry now, seeing that he liked him so much, he stopped forcing him to leave.

Yin Wujiu excitedly chased the clouds in the sky for a while, but he didn't see Wen Jue's figure when he turned his head, he was startled and looked around in a panic until he saw the white figure sitting on the stone steps under the altar in the distance , he was relieved.

Yin Wujiu walked over, sat down beside Wen Jue, and quietly accompanied him.

After a while, the child yawned, slowly leaned onto Wen Jue's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Beautiful things are always fleeting, but they can leave an indelible light and shadow in people's hearts.

The two felt shocked when they saw the clouds all over the sky, and recalling it many years later, it is still the most unforgettable scenery in their lives.

When Wen Jue was about to hug Yin Wujiu and stand up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. Wen Jue knew that it was a signal that some part of his body would start to repair itself, so he gently put Yin Wujiu on the ground .

The child who fell into a deep sleep did not know how painful his master had experienced that night. When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

The autumn sun poured in from the window and sprinkled on his face and body, making him feel like he was in a warm lake.

Yin Wujiu regained his composure for a while, realizing that it was late, he sat up from the bed, grabbed his clothes and hurriedly put them on.

At this time, there were familiar footsteps outside, Yin Wujiu looked up and saw Wen Jue in black clothes and black cloak walking in.

Yin Wujiu kept moving his hands and asked Wen Jue, "Master, why didn't you call me today, I got up late?"

Wen Jue said: "Don't worry, there is no need to practice morning exercises today."

Hearing the words, the child was not as happy as before, instead he frowned in confusion: "Master, didn't you tell Wu Jiu that practicing Qigong requires three-ninths in winter and three-months in summer, so you can't do it in one day?"

Wen Jue touched the child's soft head in relief, and said: "As the teacher also said, practicing Kungfu requires a combination of work and rest. You had a big training task yesterday, so you can take a rest today, get up and tidy up, and have breakfast." Let's go to school!"

Under his gentle touch, Yin Wujiu blushed suddenly, stammered for a while and said: "Master, there is nothing to blame."

Wen Jue thought his reaction was funny, so he couldn't help rubbing the child's head twice, and said with a smile, "You're not tired, but Master is."

When Yin Wujiu heard the words, the entanglement in his heart immediately dissipated: "It's Master, you must rest well, Wujiu will train consciously in the future, and I won't let you worry about it."

The master and apprentice came out of the house and went to the dining room. As soon as they arrived at the front yard, they saw a white-haired old man limping towards this side with a tray in his hand. Steamed buns and a large bowl of thick, soft rice porridge.

Wen Jue walked over and reached out to take the tray from the opponent's hand, but was avoided by that person.

"Don't dare to bother you, my lord. It's better to ask the villain to do this kind of thing." The old man said, bowed to Wen Jue, and then limped into the dining room with the plate of vegetables.

This man was brought into the mansion by Wen Jue a month ago. The old man's surname is Jiang, and he is nearly fifty years old. According to his description, he came here from the south to find his son, because he heard that his son committed a crime in Beijing and was arrested. He was abolished from the official position and demoted to a common man, so the old man turned into a seller and traveled thousands of miles. However, on the way to Beijing, he was robbed of all his money and a leg was broken. The old man dragged his broken leg into the city, but no one found him. Then, with no food or shelter, Lunluo became a beggar. While begging on the street, he was talking about his son and grandson in the lobby.

When Wen Jue saw him, the man was being beaten by a group of people, his body was covered in blood, and he looked like he was about to lose his life. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he stretched out his hand to save him. It happened by coincidence Now, the old man said that his son's name is Jiang Ting, and his grandson's name is Jiang Jin'an.

So this old man is the grandfather of the kid named Jiang Jinan.

Wen Jue thought of the joints involved, and thought of Jiang Jinan's devotion to the hero later on. Thinking about it now, it was probably because they saved the old man, so Wen Jue took him in. The old man always took the initiative because of his gratitude. It is because of this old man that the two of them, master and apprentice, can have a mouthful of hot rice for three meals.

I feel that the progress is a little slow. I probably need to unlock the time method. Hey, the time method is good!

感谢在2020-09-0722:30:39~2020-09-0723:20:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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