End Of Life, You Tell Me It's A Life Simulation?

Chapter 74 Authenticity!

Seeing that she agreed, Fang Han asked without further ado.

Mrs. Wang read through with a blank expression.

Some of Wu Nong's soft words, although the meaning is unclear, but there is some rhythm inexplicably, her expression is cold, and when she speaks from her mouth, there is a bit of coquettishness and subtle contrast.

Fang Han pondered, and also tried to follow the reading, following the inhalation and exhalation while reading, and gradually felt it.

Hearing this person's slightly bumpy and weird tone, the corners of Mrs. Wang's mouth turned up slightly, and she wanted to laugh.

quite a while...……

Fang Han frowned and said nothing, and suddenly looked at Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang was startled, and thought, did he find something?

I haven't started yet.

No matter how calculated, I dare not use it as soon as I come up.

At least it has to be delayed for a few days, until it loses its guard before using it.

So the paragraphs she is teaching now are correct.

Fang Han's eyes were dim, and he asked in a clear voice: "I have something unclear and would like to ask Madam, Madam is familiar with the practice of "Little Formless Kungfu", why don't you practice it yourself?"

He exhaled along his breath, his inner strength was slightly concentrated, and he could really feel that the practice method was right.

970 However, a question arises from this.

That is, since Mrs. Wang really knows how to practice, why doesn't she practice by herself?

If she had practiced the "Small Wuxiang Kungfu" and used it to imitate the world's martial arts abilities, and also practiced the many secret books in the Langhuan Jade Cave, her martial arts might not be able to rank first in the world, or even higher!

But as the daughter of Wu Yazi and Liu Qiushui, her martial arts can't be said to be mediocre, but she can't be called high-strength either.

With such a background, such a profound knowledge, his martial arts achievements are only so low, which is really low.

Mrs. Wang was a little annoyed when she heard this, she frowned coldly and snorted: "How profound and exquisite the "Little Wuxiang Gong" is! Even if you know how to practice it, if you don't have an expert who knows how to do it, if you want to do it lightly It's really wishful thinking, I..."

Do I not want to learn?

That's why no one pointed it out!

Although she has experienced many martial arts and knows the general training methods, but because she doesn't know the tricks and her internal strength is not deep, her progress is very slow.

And how profound and complicated is the martial art?

No matter how much time and energy it takes to practice one of them, her martial arts has not been weak since then.

RE...

Far inferior to him (ceai)!

Fang Han looked at the booklet in his hand and was silent for a while.

In fact, he vaguely felt that the most important reason might be that Mrs. Wang didn't specialize in the way of martial arts, and she didn't have much enthusiasm for it. Maybe it was because she was used to rich clothes and fine food, or maybe she couldn't bear the hardships of practicing day and night... ...

But he didn't say anything, and nodded lightly: "Continue!"

Mrs. Wang had no choice but to teach him how to read through at his request.

After half an hour, Mrs. Wang said rather irritably, "I'm tired! I don't want to teach today!"

Mrs. Wang's mouth was parched, and seeing that it was getting late, she felt a little uncomfortable teaching.

Fang Han didn't seem to hear what she said. He looked at the words in the booklet and compared them one by one in his heart, then nodded slightly.

In fact, he quickly learned how to pronounce the accent here, but he expected that Mrs. Wang would not give in so easily. He was afraid that she would play some tricks, so he checked and compared quietly, sometimes going back to ask the pronunciation, and sometimes pointing to one of them. The reading quality of words.

He is now mentally clear and has a strong memory. After several comparisons and secret verifications, he is roughly sure that there is no inconsistency in what the other party said, and he should not have lied to him.

Well, but you can't relax. The other party didn't dare to make small moves at first, and it's inevitable that they won't in the future. You still need to be cautious.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mrs. Wang was a little apprehensive, and her tone softened again: "There are so many booklets, how can I teach you all in one day, and you won't be able to remember so many books all at once, right? "

Fang Han cast a glance at Mrs. Wang, thoughtful for a while, saw the beautiful woman's eyes dodge, and did not dare to look directly, then smiled and said: "Since Ma'am is willing to teach me how to practice, I also accept your favor."

The so-called coming and not reciprocating is indecent, let me help my wife too. "

After finishing speaking, he shook the secret book in his hand lightly and said: "You practice accordingly.

After finishing speaking, he turned back to the first page and motioned Mrs. Wang to practice accordingly.

When Mrs. Wang heard the words, she jumped secretly. How could she not know that the other party didn't trust her, and she felt lucky for no reason.

Fortunately, I didn't use any small tricks just now, otherwise I really have to practice randomly, if it doesn't work, it's the best. If I accidentally practiced wrong and repaired my qi, wouldn't it be suicide.

His expression was a little unnatural, but he didn't dare to refuse. He took the secret book and read it several times.

After taking a look at Fang Han, he closed his eyes and slowly read through the breath, reciting it first, then reversing it, reading faster and faster.

Repeatedly three times, the air soon became uncontrollable, the breath spread out from the inside, and as soon as the air gushed out, there were giggles from all over, involuntarily.

The plump grace trembled slightly, she subconsciously leaned on the table and bent over to smile.

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Practicing is practicing, you are laughing...

Mrs. Wang coughed quickly, and her face turned red. Seeing Fang Han's strange expression, she couldn't help but annoyed and said: "It's because of my bad breath, and I can't understand the tricks, so I always fail to practice."

Fang Han thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to grab Mrs. Wang's frosty and jade-like white wrist, which was soft and delicate to the touch.

Mrs. Wang was so frightened that she turned pale with fright, subconsciously retreated: "You! What are you doing!?"

Fang Han said calmly, "You practice again."

Madam Wang bit her lip and stared at Fang Han.

About to realize something.

There is no way but to follow suit.

After reading it several times, the breathing became more and more abrupt, and the slightly condensed breath was about to dissipate soon.

Suddenly, she felt a surge of majestic internal energy from her wrist, Mrs. Wang's spirit was shaken, and the original aggrieved feeling was swept away.

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Can you continue reading, take a breath?

She was both happy and surprised, and she was so happy that every time she practiced this "Small Wuxiang Gong", she always got stuck here and couldn't practice it at all.

If you can take this opportunity to gather energy and cultivate "Small Formless Internal Force" in one fell swoop, although it is far from perfect, it can be regarded as the first glimpse of the way.

Transition from nothing to something!

How can you not be happy!?

But besides being happy, he was shocked!

Although I know this person's martial arts is high and strong, but I never imagined that his inner strength will be so deep!

It's like a majestic endless!

Compared with it, I can't even count it as a trickle.

Shocked and scared again!

At this time, his internal energy is attacking, if he has malicious intentions, she will die in an instant, and there is no chance of survival!

While my thoughts were in a mess, I suddenly heard a clear voice:

"Concentrate on it! Breathe out!"

Mrs. Wang's spirit was shaken, her mind came to her senses, and she followed her words.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a delicate internal force was born from the energy gathering.