If cultivation is exchanged for understanding, will I be mentally retarded for five thousand years?

"

Su... Master Su, are you sure you want this scroll?" I

could hear that Fu Xiang's voice trembled a little when she said this, and even her body trembled, it was obvious that she knew some secrets about the scroll.

Maybe it was because of the panic that caused the suspender gown to slip off the waist, and I didn't know it.

Moo!

"Sao Chicken! Sao Chicken, please be a demon!" This

scene, even the cow with a bare ass for a long time couldn't stand it, and scolded in his heart.

As a demon beast that can't transform into a shape, bragging with its bare chest and breasts exposed, it's just a routine operation, but it's a little shameless to be exposed like this after transformation.

It wasn't until the cow howled that he saw Fuxiang come back to his senses, hurriedly hung the ribbon around his waist on his shoulders again, blushed and said

, "Master Su, I'm sorry, Fuxiang is out of shape."

I thought that Su Yunhui would show a salivating expression like other men, but I didn't think about it, but he was surprisingly calm, just drooping his eyelids and glancing at it, his face was still full of disgust.

"It's okay, dry well. Su Yun replied lightly.

This made Fuxiang so angry that he couldn't wait to throw two lumps on his face.

After taking two sharp breaths, Fuxiang gradually stabilized her mood.

At this point, she finally figured out that maybe Su Yun had seen the bigger world, so she didn't take her as a stunner in her eyes.

"Master Su, don't say that the floating incense didn't tell you, this scroll is not a good thing, its previous owners have all disappeared for no reason.

Therefore, it has been sealed by Biyun Pavilion for hundreds of years. "

Fuxiang doesn't want him to disappear, after all, he still expects to cooperate with him for a long time.

"That's it. By the way, is there another half of this thing?"

Su Yun hurriedly asked about the whereabouts of the scroll according to the cow's indication.

"I don't know much about this, if you have a chance to go to Heavenly City, you can go to the Biyun Pavilion to look for it. Seeing

that Su Yun insisted on asking for this scroll, Fuxiang couldn't continue to persuade him, so he had to go with the flow.

Besides, these are all rumors from the headquarters, and she can't tell if it's true or not.

"Master Su, this thing you chose, Biyun Pavilion, is sold at the price of a mortal product, and its value is not high.

Why don't you pick one!"

Obviously, Fuxiang did everything to please this big guest.

"Yes, just that exercise!" Su

Yun raised his hand and pointed to a silk book on the shelf, and took the idea himself.

The reason is very simple, just because there is a golden pickaxe painted on the cover, he hits it at a glance.

Since he had already found something good, the cow did not make a choice for him, but let him play freely.

"Master Su, this is a stepless exercise, are you sure you want to choose?"

At this time, Fuxiang was very puzzled, why the things Su Yun chose were so strange, and they were not the same number as ordinary people at all.

"What is the explanation of the stepless exercises?" Su Yun asked rhetorically.

"There are nine levels of exercises from low to high, while levelless exercises belong to the growth type, and the power is determined by the user's own talent and realm.

Since this kind of exercise is extremely rare and not everyone can learn it, it is regarded as a very weak existence, and there are not many monks who know it, so Fuxiang patiently explained it to him.

Since he had enlightened the first level of comprehension, Su Yun had gradually learned to think simply, and as soon as he heard that it was related to talent, he immediately became a little difficult.

"Don't be afraid, master, listen to her. Naturally, the

cow knew what was going on and immediately comforted him.

"To tell you the truth, this levelless exercise is called "The Three Pickaxes of the Fool", and according to legend, it was created by a certain great power a long time ago.

Although his talent is dull, he has perseverance that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, so in his thousands of years of cultivation, he has never dared to slack off, and he has worked harder than any monk.

In the end, this great power finally survived the catastrophe with his self-created set of "Three Pickaxes of Fools".

After listening to Fuxiang's narration, Su Yun's eyes immediately glowed with gold, and he kept staring at the silk books on the bookshelf for a moment, and his eyes burned with lust.

With the little bit of understanding he had, Su Yun was keenly aware that this "Three Pickaxes of Fools" was simply tailor-made for him, and his heart suddenly ignited the ambition of giving up his own people.

"Master, congratulations, you have found your own exclusive exercise. The

cows, who know his heart, are also happy for him.

"Pavilion Master, hurry up and take it out, I want it. "

Master Su, this exercise is very chicken, the more stupid the person, the more powerful it is to use, I'm afraid it is not suitable for you."

Fuxiang was also out of kindness, and repeatedly discouraged.

But these words simply touched Su Yun's heart, and waiting for one more breath was torment.

So, he quickly stretched out his right hand and said eagerly

to Fuxiang: "Bring it!"

Seeing that he had a paralyzed face, it was really a little scary, Fuxiang didn't dare to persuade him again, and couldn't wait to hand the yellowed silk to his hand.

Su Yun, who had obtained the treasure, gently stroked the cover, and liked it tightly in his heart.

Seeing this, the cow was afraid that he would practice in front of the floating incense, thus exposing his true state, and hurriedly reminded:

"Master, the wealth is not exposed, hurry up and put it away and practice when no one is around."

"Uh-huh!"

This is exactly what the mentally retarded thinks, as long as it is their own thing, even if it is worthless in the eyes of others, they will cherish it and never allow others to touch it.

"Pavilion Master, see you another day.

Su Yun hurriedly put away the silk book, took the cow and was about to leave, if it was delayed for too long and the auspicious time was missed, it would be difficult to explain.

Seeing

this, Fuxiang immediately shook the waves, stopped in front of one person and one cow, and returned to his previous flattering state, and said angrily:

"Master Su, don't panic! Since you have taken this exercise away, it is useless to keep the few treasures that accompany it, just give it to you, and we will calculate the price later."

"And treasures?" asked Su Yun with joy in his heart.

The cow was vigilant, beware of what tricks Fuxiang was playing, thus staining Su Yun's eyes.

"Well, this was all collected by Biyun Pavilion at the beginning, but it has been placed here for too long and has never been sold. With

that, Fuxiang immediately walked to the corner of the wall, and in a tattered box, he turned out three things and handed them to Su Yun.

"Well, these are the three things. It is said that it is a treasure, but in fact, it is just a mortal product, mainly because no one cares about it, and it is impossible to see its specialness, so it has been thrown in the glove box. After

Su Yun wiped the dust off its surface, its form was fully presented in front of him.

Afraid that he wouldn't understand, Fuxiang explained again:

"This thing is called a fool's three-piece set, a hat, a vest, and a black iron pickaxe. "

From the outside, the fool's three-piece set is indeed a bit clumsy, but Su Yun believes that they must have an extraordinary past.

Because

, just as he held the three items in his hand, he felt an unprecedented strangeness...