I Will Eventually Become A God

Xue Jing was pleasantly surprised.

It actually worked!

Knowledge was sucked out from Zong Shichan's head, and Xue Jing felt something enter his palm, flow along the channel to his brain, and then enter the deepest consciousness of his brain.

The art of sleeping dragon, shaking armor, tiger soul boxing... makeup knowledge, elementary school Chinese, elementary school mathematics, elementary school history, twenty kinds of beautiful braided hairstyles, how the princess deals with the same age licking dog children...

Various fragments of incomplete knowledge kept flowing in, and Xue Jing frowned.

What a mess.

As the knowledge was absorbed, Xue Jing felt that his spirit was like a person with his hands raised, and heavy objects were constantly added to his hands, and his mental burden became heavier and heavier.

"Is this the feeling when others are [initiated] and quickly receive knowledge that does not belong to them?"

Xue Jing pondered.

He carefully controlled the speed of knowledge intake, and observed Zong Shichan's condition at any time, and stopped once he found that she was in a wrong state.

But unlike those who received [Initiation], the little girl didn't seem to feel any burden, but blinked at her master, not reacting much.

"The knowledge absorbed is too complicated, fragmented and messy... In this case, this trick may not be as useful as I imagined."

"Quickly receiving these knowledge that does not belong to you is a heavy mental burden, and a person's brain has a ridiculous amount of knowledge. If I can't accurately absorb the knowledge I want, then the things in the brain of this teenager alone are enough to explode my mental endurance."

"It seems that the idea of ​​catching people everywhere to absorb martial arts, gathering the strengths of thousands of families, and accelerating the practice of the near-god move of 'Return to Nothingness and Return to Oneness' is a bit unrealistic..."

Xue Jing shook his head slightly.

At this moment, bursts of golden light suddenly began to emanate from the depths of his consciousness.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, diffused out, and stayed at the periphery of consciousness.

The vast amount of knowledge fragments transmitted from the little girl, when they came into contact with the golden light, most of them melted away quickly like the remaining snow under the scorching sun.

The sudden scene made Xue Jing, who was looking inward, startled slightly.

The knowledge fragments that were not melted by the golden light and left behind successfully reached Xue Jing's consciousness.

All of them were... related to Tiger Soul Fist.

This was the martial arts that Zong Shichan practiced before he worshipped Xue Jing as his master and switched to Canglong Liu. It has a unique and wonderful effect in tempering and using strength, but it is not very suitable for women with naturally weak bodies.

This is also what Xue Jing subconsciously felt, the only thing useful to him among the knowledge possessed by the little girl.

"Golden light... could it be the 'body emitting light'?"

One of the thirty-two aspects of Buddha, the Buddha's body light can shine outside the body, extending one foot in all directions. It is said that this light can 'remove confusion and break obstacles'.

This phenomenon had been reflected in Xue Jing before. When he was sleeping and practicing Nirvana, there would be a layer of light golden light on his body.

I didn't expect it to work in such a place.

"Removing confusion and breaking barriers... This is a filter. It can block and eliminate all the things I don't want, and only let the "knowledge" I want pass through."

Xue Jing was pleasantly surprised.

Under the golden light, all the knowledge fragments close to his consciousness, only those related to Tiger Soul Fist, could really enter.

In this way, Xue Jing's mental burden was immediately reduced. This level of knowledge was just a gentle breeze and drizzle for him.

Time passed slowly, and twenty minutes later.

None of the knowledge fragments that came from the little girl could pass through the golden light. Seeing this, Xue Jing slowly retracted his palm.

"Master, are you ready?"

Zong Shichan asked with concern when he saw this.

Xue Jing nodded and said, "I'm fine, how do you feel?"

As soon as he said this, Xue Jing's face paused... I always felt that this conversation was a little strange.

Zong Shichan was very confused: "No, Master, did you do anything to me?"

Hearing this, Xue Jing's eyes showed understanding, and he almost understood the principle of [Initiation].

This extraordinary skill, the party who receives the knowledge, experience and insights will bear a heavy mental burden, which is the price of quickly receiving knowledge that does not belong to oneself.

As for the party who is delivering, he only needs to consume a little of his own mental power to "print" his own things and send them to the other party.

In simple terms, the knowledge that the initiator already has is equivalent to the "mold" of movable type printing. Initiating others is to print a layer of ink on the mold and print it on others.

The person being initiating is to quickly carve out his own "mold" according to the content of the "ink".

Xue Jing was worried that the "absorption" would hurt Zong Shichan, so he operated it very carefully, just printing ink on her mold little by little, and then printing it over.

This kind of operation, which was not too stressful to the mind, was operated carefully and slowly by Xue Jing, so the little girl naturally didn't feel anything.

...But after listening to the little girl's words, why did Xue Jing feel a little uncomfortable for some reason?

"Come on, stretch your head over again, I'll give you a BUFF."

Xue Jing smiled and waved to Zong Shichan.

"Okay!"

Zong Shichan smiled, lowered his head like a monk receiving precepts, and stretched his head forward.

The master's hand is so warm and comfortable... "Wooooooa ...

The little girl trembled all over, and waves of knowledge poured into her body. She screamed in pain as if she was under a curse:

"Master, Master, stop reading!"

Everything about Huang Po Gong and various Taoist scriptures with extremely dense information seemed to be explained clearly word by word by an old scholar, forcing her to accept and understand.

"Master...Master, I can't do it anymore!"

…

By the time Xue Jing's palm left Zong Shichan's Tianling Cover, the little girl was already lying on the ground with her eyes blank and drooling.

"Let's practice like this first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Xue Jing looked at Zong Shichan at his feet, nodded and said.

There is so much knowledge and understanding about Huang Po Gong that Zong Shichan's mental intensity is difficult to bear at once, so Xue Jing gave her some of the most basic ones first, so that she could at least start practicing officially.

The little girl couldn't speak now and could only make some sounds like "abaa", and Xue Jing took it as a sign that she understood.

Afterwards, Xue Jing stayed at the Hidden Dragon Dojo for a day.

In addition to daily martial arts training, he also studied the 'Tiger Soul Boxing Technique' he learned from his young apprentice.

This martial art is quite unique in the operation and training of strength, and it can gradually develop a powerful tiger body.

Although Xue Jing did not know how to train, the martial arts knowledge contained in it still inspired him and gave him some ideas for improvement in his movement and power.

The direct disciples of the Hidden Dragon Dojo are basically very busy. Except for the two senior brothers Xue Jing and the third senior brother who have never been seen outside, and the senior sister Zhu who is missing and cannot be contacted, Xue Jing has only seen a few people all day long. At noon, Senior Sister Meng returned to the dojo for dinner.

So, he asked Senior Sister Meng to follow him back to his practice room, and also gave Senior Sister Meng an [Initiation].

Senior Sister Meng was also taught Huang Po Gong. Since she had been practicing before and had a lot of insights into this secret skill, and her spirit was much stronger than Zong Shichan's, Xue Jing finished it in one go.

Another day later, Xue Jing caught senior brother Meng Boshang and fifth senior brother Chen Fuguang, and gave them a drink respectively. According to his observation, after receiving initiation, it takes a long time for the spirit to recover after bearing a great burden. At least none of the people who have been initiated by him recovered completely the next day.

Xue Jing didn't know exactly how long it would take to recover, and he couldn't observe it for the time being.

The time for the 'martial arts test' was approaching, and he had to leave for the seventh metropolitan area.

"Ah Jing~~ I want to go too, please take me with you~"

In the living room, Xue Wan held Xue Jing's hand and said in a coquettish voice.

Xue Jing summoned the non-existent beast, swallowed several folded clothes on the sofa into the invisible gap, and said indifferently:

"Don't think about it. You can't go. I won't even take Feng Wan with me this time."

"I won't cause you any trouble. It's true, Biding is really true!"

Xue Wan said with a pitiful expression.

Xue Jing glanced at her: "Did you forget something?"

"What?" Xue Wan was stunned.

Xue Jing reminded: "Winter vacation is coming to an end, and school is about to start, buddy."

Xue Wan slapped her hand and covered her face: "I actually said to a student, 'You are about to start school.' There is nothing more cruel than this sentence. Are you a devil? I have been pretending that I have forgotten This is what happened!”

"You're about to start school."

"I actually said it again!!!"

Xue Wan was furious.

Xue Jing stood up, picked up the coat placed on the backrest and put it on, and said calmly:

"Okay, let's face the reality. There will be many opportunities to travel outside the metropolitan area in the future. Now let's go to school honestly."

Xue Wan lay down on the sofa, hugged a pillow and shouted, "No! No student's duty is to go to school. This is so strange. There is definitely something wrong with the operating rules of this society!"

"I don't want to go to school. It's not me who's wrong, it's the society!"

Xue Jing said speechlessly: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

After a while of fooling around, Xue Wan angrily went out to play with friends.

"Are you sure you don't need me to follow you?"

After Xue Wan left, Maomao said reluctantly.

Xue Jing smiled and touched her furry head and said:

"I'll go back this time. It shouldn't take too long. I might have to go to the border area by then. I don't know how long I'll have to stay there. I probably won't be able to take you in based on the rules there."

"It's not good to leave Yun Qin at home alone. Just stay here with her. I'll be back soon."

A burst of platinum light bloomed, and Ning Fengwan turned into a human body, put on clothes, and walked to Xue Jing.

She gently raised her beautiful face, looked at Xue Jing with her narrow and powerful eyes, and whispered: "Lower your head."

"Huh?" Xue Jing was confused and did as he was told.

The next moment, a warm touch came to my lips.

Yun Qin, who was wearing a classic maid outfit and was cleaning the room, put down her broom shyly, covered her eyes with her hands, and peeked through her fingers.

The sizzling sound lasted for a long time.

It wasn't until Xue Jing's Climbing Dragon Sword had ascended to the dragon that he started to instinctively think of doing something else, but Ning Fengwan pushed him away.

Looking at Ning Fengwan who was panting slightly, her cheeks were flushed, and she was extremely beautiful, exuding amazing charm, Xue Jing hesitated and said:

"Is this blessing me with the 'fragrance of love'?"

Ning Fengwan turned her head to the side, not looking at him, and hummed: "No."

"I just want to kiss you, can't I?"

Feeling the sweetness remaining in her mouth, Xue Jing chuckled and said: "My Lord, of course you can do whatever you want."

He put his arms around Ning Fengwan's slender waist and was about to take advantage of the situation to do something else.

"The rest... we'll talk about it when you come back."

Ning Fengwan felt Xue Jing's hand gradually slide down from her waist, her face became more rosy, and she quickly spoke.

Xue Jing raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Are you serious?"

Ning Fengwan rolled her eyes at him charmingly: "Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you?"

Seeing that she finally figured it out and stopped playing the tsundere who had long since retired from the environment, Xue Jing immediately smiled.

"Okay, wait until I come back."

He pinched the cheek of the shy little maid next to him happily and walked out of the house.

Looking at Xue Jing's back, Ning Fengwan put her hand on her chest, feeling the pounding heart inside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She slumped down on the sofa, but there was a wet feeling in her buttocks. When she realized what it was, she immediately turned red, jumped up, and walked to the bathroom.

After cleaning up, she washed her hands and felt a little annoyed when she looked at herself in the mirror in front of her, whose face was full of charm.

"You are such a poor person. You were clearly trying to seduce him, but why did you get..."

Sighing slightly, Ning Fengwan looked worried.

Although she had already experienced it once, she was still not used to being separated from Xue Jing.

Once I can't be with him, it's like half of my life is gone and I feel empty.

This time, the reason for such an impulsive move was also out of worry.

Xue Jing is a person who often encounters all kinds of unexpected things, and the value on the attribute table proves that this is no illusion.

Even if she knew how powerful he was, Ning Fengwan couldn't help but feel worried.

So, on impulse, she went up to him and made a promise that there would be a follow-up, hoping that he would definitely come back.

"Wait, I think I set a flag for him?"

Ning Fengwan's eyes suddenly widened, and she realized it later.

Isn't this similar to returning home to get married after the war?

Ning Fengwan rubbed her hair frantically.

"Why would I do this just to set a flag for him?"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

The impulsive energy gradually passed, and Ning Fengwan was so ashamed that she wanted to stuff herself into the toilet and shut herself up.

…

(Depressed. It’s been a long time since I’ve been beaten by an examiner. I forgot about this fear for a while and was taught how to behave again.)