If You Can Become Stronger By Refining Your Skills, Only Idiots Would Practice

"Guess."

Tang Ao smiled mysteriously.

"Twelfth Grade Gold Core?"

Hu Shanshan rubbed her two pink hands like flies.

Twelfth Grade Gold Core is rare in the world, and only some Apex Genius with demon-level qualifications can cultivate it.

My son has a perfect Dao Foundation. Although the speed of Core Formation is a bit scary, the grade should not be too low.

"Low."

Tang Ao shook his head.

"Could it be Saint Grade Gold Core? Wow... Young Master, you can't really condense a Saint Grade Gold Core?"

Hu Shanshan held her breath.

In the Tianqi Continent, there are only a few people who can form a Saint Grade Gold Core from ancient times to the present, and each of them is a legend.

Now that my son's Saint Dan has been completed, he is a living legend, comparable to the ancients!

"I am Immortal Grade!"

Tang Ao said lightly.

"Ah? Immortal... Immortal Grade?"

Hu Shanshan's mind was blank, and she was frightened back to her original form, with nine fluffy tails spinning like fan blades. Immortal Grade Gold Core, the legendary Immortal Grade Gold Core!

This grade only appears in the ancient books of Tianqi Continent.

So far, no one has ever heard of anyone who can condense an Immortal Grade Gold Core.

Even the master of the Nine Tailed Celestial Fox clan, whose qualifications are unprecedented in history, has only condensed a divine Gold Core.

His son has formed an Immortal Grade Gold Core. Doesn't this mean that he is more evil than the one who protects the Nine Tailed Celestial Fox clan?

What Saint Grade Gold Core, the legend of the ancients, is not even worthy of carrying shoes in front of his son.

Hu Shanshan's excited little heart almost jumped out of her chest.

"Sir, I can't do it!"

She said shyly and fainted directly from excitement.

"?"

Tang Ao's face was full of question marks.

The little fox's ability to bear is too poor.

After checking the little fox's condition and finding that she was just unconscious, Tang Ao left the bedroom.

Mr. Tang's study. Tang Ao pushed the door open and saw Mr. Tang writing quickly.

Mr. Tang quickly stopped what he was doing.

"Ao'er, is there something important?"

He looked up at Tang Ao in confusion.

In the Tang family, Mr. Tang's study is generally not allowed to be entered by others.

Even Tang Qinghong and his brothers have to inform in advance if they want to enter the study.

Tang Ao nodded and said seriously:

"Grandpa, tell the family not to leave the Tang Mansion in the near future, no matter what the reason is."

Mr. Tang was shocked.

It was the first time he saw Tang Ao so cautious.

He immediately had a premonition that something big would happen in the Tang family.

"I'll go now."

He didn't dare to delay.

Tang Ao waited for Mr. Tang to leave, looked at the paper and pen on the table, and an idea came to his mind.

He picked up the pen, found a piece of white paper, and wrote down the skills he remembered.

In less than half an hour, Mr. Tang's study was filled with papers with wet ink.

As soon as Mr. Tang entered the study, he was stunned.

"Ao'er, what are you writing?"

He roughly counted and found that he had used no less than two hundred sheets of white paper.

"These are all Foundation Building Stage exercises."

Tang Ao did not even raise his head.

He was like a ruthless writing robot, holding a pen and writing furiously on the white paper.

Although half an hour had passed, Tang Ao had only finished reciting two Foundation Building Stage exercises.

" Foundation Building Stage exercises."

Mr. Tang opened his mouth slightly, with a surprised expression.

"Yes, in addition to the Foundation Building Stage exercises, there are also Gold Core exercises."

Tang Ao said softly.

Hiss~

Mr. Tang took a breath of cold air.

Back then, he spent all the wealth of three generations of his family, but only bought a Qi Refining Stage exercise.

And now his grandson not only got the Foundation Building Stage exercises that he dared not even think about, but also the Gold Core exercises.

Whether it is the Foundation Building Stage or the Gold Core Stage, they are all priceless treasures!

Thinking of this, Mr. Tang couldn't help but feel dry in the mouth.

He didn't dare to disturb him and watched quietly.

After an incense stick, Tang Ao took a long breath and stopped the action in his hand.

"Grandpa, there is not enough paper. Please get some more paper and add some ink.

Wait until I finish writing all the ten Foundation Building Stage and ten Gold Core Stage techniques, and then you can find a way to write a book."

Tang Ao looked up at Mr. Tang.

"Hmm... How many? Ten Foundation Building Stage techniques, ten Gold Core Stage techniques?"

Mr. Tang instinctively agreed, but then he was struck by lightning and his breathing became rapid.

"I, I'll go now."

He took a deep breath and turned away.

Time passed, two days later.

Tang Ao walked out of Mr. Tang's study.

In the study behind him, stacks of papers stood, the tallest of which was nearly two feet thick.

He had sorted out the ten Foundation Building Stage techniques and the Gold Core techniques, and the next task of compiling a book was handed over to Mr. Tang.

That afternoon, an old beggar came to the gate of the Tang Mansion.

The servants of the Tang Mansion wanted to give the old beggar some food and send him away, but they didn't expect that the old beggar wanted to see his eldest master.

Before the servants of the Tang Mansion responded, Tang Ao walked slowly to the old beggar.

"Mr. Tang, I am here on the orders of my True Monarch to give this to you."

The old beggar was a little surprised to see the real owner appear, and then he took out a small box from his dirty arms.

Tang Ao scanned the box with his Spiritual Sense and silently put it into the storage bag.

"True Monarch contacted me through the illusory spirit realm not long ago and asked me, an old man, to tell Mr. Tang a message.

True Monarch said that the news that Mr. Tang possessed a large number of Gold Core-stage skills had spread throughout the Southern Domain. A tall tree attracts the wind, and it will definitely attract thieves to covet it. Mr. Tang, please be careful in the near future.

True Monarch has already arrived in Laifeng City. If there is any problem at that time, True Monarch will help as appropriate."

The old beggar secretly transmitted the message.

"Please thank True Monarch for me."

Tang Ao nodded.

The old beggar disappeared around the corner with his cane.

Tang Ao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

"Dare to take the skills in my hand? Come one and I will kill one, come a group and I will kill a group.

I want to see who is so ignorant that he dares to come and seek death before the garrison of Jingcheng has made a move."

He turned and returned to the Tang Mansion.

Tang Ao's bedroom.

Tang Ao took out the small box given by the old beggar.

Inside the box was a pill that looked good.

Under the pill, there was a piece of paper.

The name and efficacy of the pill were written on it.

"With this third-grade pill, my physique can break through the bottleneck of the Innate Body Great Accomplishment and enter a higher realm."

Tang Ao thought and started the smelting technique.

[Smelting is successful. This time, 1 third-grade Dust-falling Pill was smelted. Your physique has broken through to the Vajra Body. ]

As the system prompt sounded, Tang Ao's physique improved again.

"Vajra Body? It sounds very powerful."

Tang Ao smiled.

Now, he has the cultivation of Gold Core Great Completion, Vajra Body, and Rank Three Spiritual Sense.

With the blessing of the three major systems, Tang Ao is confident that even if he faces a Nascent Soul period Tianjun, he has the power to protect himself.

"Looking at the entire Southern Domain, I'm afraid there is no one who can compete with me head-on."

Tang Ao's thoughts flashed, and he felt more relaxed and comfortable than ever before.

...

On Jingyanggang, hundreds of miles away from Laifeng City, a tiger was dozing on the ground.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, looked up at the sky with his hair standing on end, and roared like a warning.

"Noisy!"

A Daoist figure came like a meteor and kicked the tiger away.

The scene returned to silence. Less than an incense stick of time later, nine more Daoist figures arrived one after another.

"Everyone is here."

"A mere Foundation Building Stage monk can make ten of us in the Fake Dan Stage join forces. He is proud enough."

...

The ten Daoist figures had a brief conversation, and then they all turned into streams of light and rushed towards Laifeng City.

Under a big tree more than 300 meters away from the ten Daoist figures, a drunkard shook his dizzy head and slowly got up from the ground.

The next moment, he froze in his place, staring at a tiger not far away that was bleeding from its mouth and had already died.

Not long after, the drunkard let out a smug laugh.

"Hahaha... I actually killed a tiger while drunk!"