Chapter 464

"The labor and capital quit!"

Zhao Yi was once a emperor of Wu. He was upset at the beginning when he was so arranged. When he lifted his hand, he broke the stick into two pieces!

This moment, as if the whole desert world, began to solidify.

"It's done!"

Zhao Yi passed the examination by mistake, and his body, which was about to disappear, recovered. At the same time, in the endless desert, it twisted strangely. Finally, it became a continuous mountain.

And in this continuous mountain, a figure of Wei An sits on a high mountain. Just sitting, Zhao Yi feels a sense of pressure constantly emanating from him.

"Congratulations to those who are destined to pass the examination of the emperor. When you learn to give up something important, you can get real growth. "

Wei An's figure is the magic stick emperor. He raises his eyes and seems to be watching Zhao Yi. A hoarse voice comes from his mouth.

"Tianmo cudgel was created by the emperor all his life, with a total of 9981. Every form contains powerful power. If you can learn all the 81 forms, even the strong in martial arts can be killed. "

"This martial art is suitable for the cultivation of Emperor Wu and Wu Zun."

Magic stick emperor that vicissitudes of life hoarse voice, immediately let Zhao Yimei head can not help but pick. He knew that the stick technique was powerful, but he didn't expect to jump into two big realms.

This is almost comparable to the skills given by the system.

"I will only use the stick technique once. As for whether I can remember it or not, it depends on your nature."

The magic stick emperor finished, the palm gently lifted, a wooden stick immediately appeared in the palm.

Zhao Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, tightly locked in every move of the magic stick emperor.

The great emperor of magic stick grasped the stick, and all kinds of mysterious cudgel techniques came out at this time. Zhao Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he deeply remembered each route and track of his stick technique in his mind.

"Shua!"

Zhao Yi's handprint changed slightly, and the magic pillar appeared immediately in his hand and began to imitate the action of the devil stick emperor.

At the beginning, Zhao Yi may still be able to keep up with the mysterious level behind him. Zhao Yi can't digest it for a while, so he can only stop his movements and observe them quietly.

It seems simple and ordinary, but actually it contains special strength. When the last stick technique of the magic stick was put into practice, the stick shadow swept over and slashed hard in the endless mountains.

"Boom!"

It was as if the whole world was shaking. That continuous mountain peak, actually is under the stick of the magic stick emperor, forcefully destroyed!

"How strong!"

Zhao Yi saw the ground, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Is this the real power of this stick technique.

"This is the cudgel technique created by this emperor. I hope that those who are predestined can inherit it for the emperor, and will not let this stick technique be obscured."

The magic stick emperor looked at Zhao Yi and said slowly. Then, as if he had completed his mission, his whole body began to become illusory, and finally disappeared with the wind.

The magic wand emperor disappears. There was no strength to maintain the space, and began to twist mysteriously. Finally, Zhao Yi's body was forced out.

When Zhao Yi opened his eyes again, he had already returned to his room.

"Devil stick technique!"

The cudgel technique has already arrived, Zhao Yi has already begun to practice eagerly.

The time of practice passed quickly. After the alternation of the day and night, Zhao Yi's closed dark eyes opened again, and the essence flashed.

"This day, the magic stick law is very simple, but it is not so easy to understand the meaning of the stick."

Sword technique has the meaning of sword. Although there are few practitioners who use stick, they also have the meaning of stick!

Zhao Yi murmured in a low voice. After practicing for a day, he had only developed 18 forms. There is still a long way to go before the 81 moves.

Then, a burst of porridge fragrance came from outside, and Zhao Yi remembered that it was day.

Zhao Yi and the three girls are having breakfast. Ye lingyao's abnormal silence does not attract his attention. He has been thinking about the cultivation method of the moves behind the magic stick technique, so as to break through the bottleneck.

After breakfast, as usual, I came to Yunlan University for class.

"Zhao Yi, there is an archaeologist to our class today. Accompany me to the experts to get props."

Ye lingyao came out of the classroom office, apparently leading a learning task. Seeing Zhao Yi in a daze, she couldn't help calling.

"Just a few props. You can go alone."

Zhao Yi has been trying to break through the bottleneck of the magic stick technique. Ye lingyao suddenly interrupts him. He is completely broken and says with a trace of small emotion.

"Oh..."

Ye lingyao eyes a dark, he really like is that she in the dream?

Ye lingyao did not get angry as usual, but walked away quickly."Zhao Yi, what happened to you and her? What happened to you?"

Wu Ming is usually careless, but in fact he is very careful. Seeing ye lingyao's abnormality today, Wu Ming can't help but approach Zhao Yi and wink at him.

"Who?" Zhao Yi was stunned.

"Ye lingyao, of course! Zhao Yi, you don't need to help me

Wu Ming's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Zhao Yi strangely and immediately volunteered.

"Don't worry. She and I have nothing to do. You'd better review now. Last semester, you were a crane tail again."

Zhao Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes. He stabbed Wu Ming's report card.

"Oh! You don't know I'm stupid, no one to accompany me, how lonely it is

Wu Ming said pitifully, as if he had been wronged.

Zhao Yi shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about him. He continued to practice the stick technique.

"Hello, everyone. I'm an expert in the Department of archaeology. I'm lucky to be here to give lectures. You can call me Mr. Gu... "

To class time, an old man slowly walked to the podium, beside which were placed a variety of antiquities. Eye catching.

Then, the teacher Gu talked about most of the class content in class, and his eyes slowly looked at the antiques on the platform.

"These are the ancient objects that were dug out of the ancient tombs, but there are real and fake antiques. I don't know who came up to identify it? "

Gu said with a smile, then picked up a piece of jade, it looks transparent, but the whole body blood red. It's hard to understand its color.

When she saw the teacher sitting in the classroom, Pang Yi immediately looked at her face.

What he hates most is that some students are distracted in his class. His topics are extensive and profound, many people want to listen to his class can not listen to.

"This classmate, it's up to you to say that he is true or false. It's probably in what year that he was unearthed."

Mr. Gu slowly walked to Zhao Yi and stopped the latter, obviously to make him lose face, thus warning the students around him not to be distracted in class.

"Er..."

Zhao Yi was stopped by Mr. Gu, so he had to come back from the state of practice and looked at him blankly.

"Hum! Another tough student

Seeing Zhao Yi, he was stunned and pretended to be stupid. He snorted coldly in his heart, deliberately rigid and repeated the question just now.

Around the students are gloating at Zhao Yi.

"Mr. Gu, the stone in your hand is not unearthed, it is fake."

After all, although the stone has a bit of ancient flavor, forgery is forgery, which can be seen by Zhao Yi's eyesight.

"Luck!"

See Zhao Yi guess, Gu teacher can only regard it as luck.

"Can you tell me whether this cultural relic is true or not?"

Later, Gu took out a porcelain vase and shook it in front of Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's eyes, tightly staring at the porcelain vase, in the inside of the porcelain bottle, as if there is a certain force, quietly rising in it, extremely miraculous.