My Dreams Can Come True

Bai Yu looked at the three people in front of him helplessly, two men and one woman. According to the information, these people were all 16 years younger than him on average, and they must be the junior disciples specially arranged by Situ Jinsong, so that Bai Yu could call them easily.

"you guys……"

"Chief Master Uncle, the commander's order, this is the leader's token."

One of them walked up and handed over a piece of jade charm to Bai Yu respectfully. Situ Jinsong, as the head, confessed in one sentence, naturally handling Bai Yu's request very efficiently.

The person who speaks should be a little bit ugly among the three people. How can I say that these three people are ugly, of course, but there are ugly people everywhere. Bai Yu has also seen countless ugly people on the earth. After all, there are many people. Now, how could it be all handsome men and beautiful women?

But these three are not only ugly, they are also very ugly.

"The chief uncle, I am Zheng Zhongwei, the grandson of the elder Zheng Qingxian of Tiangong Taoist Academy. I am one generation lower than the chief, so the chief uncle, call me Zhongwei." After saying that Zheng Zhongwei retired in a proper manner. Here is Bai Yu’s opening in Xiaogufeng to find a tall hall and organize it as his own laboratory. Because he experimented with some new ideas, it was filled with various rune-related materials, experimental products, and irrelevant people. It seems that there are all kinds of semi-finished runes and fragments everywhere, but Zheng Zhongwei immediately lowered his head after speaking, not daring to look around.

Let me talk about Zheng Zhongwei. This life is a very big mouth. Normal people account for about half of the width of the weakness, but the corners of the mouth on both sides of this person are almost pulled to the edge of the cheeks. His eyes are very small and his nostrils. Slightly upturned, showing some nose hairs, Bai Yu suddenly had an urge to use a small pair of scissors to help him fix it.

"Master, uncle, younger brother..."

Bai Yu turned his gaze to the one who was speaking. This one is of five short stature, just like the five big lords, and it seems to be a symptom of juvenile hair loss. The corners of his eyes are drooping, the corners of his mouth are drooping, and his face is sad, and he is still stuttering. !

"Brother..."

"Just say the name, don't worry about anything else." Bai Yu said warmly.

"Song...Song...Song Baitao!" Song Baitao's face flushed red, and finally said his name.

Bai Yu turned his gaze to the last woman, this woman, Bai Yu sighed: Master, I just said to find something to do things with peace of mind, don’t be silly, and you won’t find me any strangeness. Isn't it relevant? A big mouth with small eyes and nose hairs exposed, a bitter face stuttering dwarf, and finally this female disciple became even more powerful, with a hunched back and an out of control expression on her face. She rolled her eyes from time to time. There should be a nervous system problem. It is probably because of this that she was young and developed. When the facial muscles are not controlled, the natural muscle groups will not grow normally, how could this woman's facial features coordinate.

The woman rolled her eyes at Bai Yu and whispered: "Uncle Master, my disciple is the grand-nephew and granddaughter of the Master Danding. My maiden name is Murong. My name is Murong Qinglan."

Bai Yu secretly praised a good name in his heart, and then said warmly: "How is your practice?"

"Mid-stage foundation..." Zheng Zhongwei.

"In the early days of foundation..." Murong Qinglan.

"Building base...ji, base, base..." Song, Song, Song Baitao, Bah.

"Uncle Master, he was in the early days of foundation" Zheng Zhongwei finally helped him out.

Bai Yu was a little moved, these people are all good aptitudes.

Zheng Zhongwei will not say. Although he looks a little ugly, he is at least a normal person. The Tiangongmen disciples work harder, and it is not uncommon for them to reach this level; but Murong Qinglan and Song Baitao are not easy. The two of them are born with disabilities. One is due to their short stature and their meridians are bound to be abnormal. The other is either facial nerve damage or brain problems. In short, there should be a problem with the nervous system, and they can actually build the foundation. Bai Yu couldn't help it. I wonder if I'm too slack in normal times.

"I have some new ideas this time. Because of the lack of manpower, I asked the door to help. The three of us are also our fate. I hope we get along happily, get results early, and return to Zongmen." Bai Yu made a decision. Shinto, these three are too dazzling, and he can't bear it.

The three of them didn't say a word, Bai Yu wondered, didn't he manage his micro expressions well? Are there any... performances that look down on them? No, although I think they are ugly, it is a fact that they are ugly. There is nothing to conceal, but I definitely didn't look down on them? At any rate, I have also received the education of the earth's elite. Souls are born equal, and there is a possibility of a beautiful soul in every body. This kind of argument has long been heard, but how can you judge people by their appearance?

Murong Qinglan burst into tears. She walked in the door, wherever she was disgusted and disgusted. Apart from her family, when did anyone treat herself with such kindness? He is also the chief disciple of the head, looking at the handsome and gentle appearance of the **** Bai Yufeng, although he is young and his face is still a little immature, he has a long body and an extraordinary appearance. He can no longer control his sadness and rolls his eyes. , Burst into tears.

"Murong... Nephew Qinglan, you, what's the matter with you?" Bai Yu was taken aback.

The same kind of mind naturally understands the same kind of thoughts. Although Zheng Zhongwei and Song Baitao also have elders in the door, they are all young people of the same age and generation. People have a love for beauty. Those young monks naturally I can't avoid being vulgar. I am usually excluded and despised or even humiliated. As Bai Yu, with such a gentle attitude towards them, how can he not touch their sorrow? Suddenly, there was crying in the palace.

Bai Yu thought about it for a while and understood the reason.

"You shouldn't cry, because laughter can give people confidence. It is a cure for lack of confidence; many people don't believe this and never try to laugh." Bai Yu said slowly.

"I know your troubles, and you may also be in a bad mood. Do something that interests you and make yourself more focused. I've heard people say that focused people are particularly attractive."

Bai Yu racked his brains to think about the consoling golden sentences of the earthy flavor he had seen. There are too few comforting ugly people! And it doesn't seem to be suitable.

"Every monk has a chance to reshape his body when he breaks through the Yuan Ying. Instead of being sad here, why not work harder to make himself break through the Yuan Ying?"

"Really...? Uncle Master?" Murong Qinglan slowly raised his head, rolled his eyes, tears on his face.

When describing a girl with tears on her face, people think of Ewha. Why do I think of Nepenthes? Bai Yu sighed in his heart.

"Your understanding is good, and you are working hard enough. Otherwise, where would you have a chance to build a foundation? Other people who look down on you only see your appearance, but ignore that for the monk, the skin is just a shell, a truly powerful soul. It is beautiful, so you should focus your attention on cultivation."

"Do we really have a chance?" Zheng Zhongwei exclaimed.

"Yes, there are very few times when you should get advice. Most of the time, you read the classics yourself and try to cultivate, right?"

"You...you...you..." Song Baitao said forcefully.

"He asked how do you know?" Murong Qinglan wiped his tears and said, Song Baitao let out a long sigh of relief.

"Because when you ask for advice, most of the people who definitely answer you are impatient, so you won't want to ask others again in the future." Bai Yu slowly replied, imagining the discrimination the three of them suffered.

"Yes." The three slowly lowered their heads.

"I need you to help me." Bai Yu said.

"We...we hate ghosts, so how can we help you, Master Uncle." Zheng Zhongwei sighed, and the eyes of the three were dim.

"Only you can help me with this matter. This matter is very important to the Tiangongmen, but the other fellows do not have this talent! Only you can! Please promise me and help me!" Bai Yu said firmly and firmly. .

Hope rekindled in the eyes of the three people who had never been so needed before, and they exchanged their eyes carefully:

"Uncle Master, please give orders." The three people were in roughly the same state of mind. As long as Bai Yu said, it was not too difficult. As long as it was not betraying the sect, even if it was to get some people into the secular world as his blood food, they would recognize it!

"I can't tell you the order. Recently, I was studying runes and found an interesting thing." Bai Yu took them to the comprehension version of the calculator.

The three of them looked at Bai Yu using the calculator to calculate. Although they found it strange, they couldn't think of any usefulness. They all looked at Bai Yu with bewildered eyes, and Murong Qinglan rolled his eyes twice.

"Everyone, maybe we will start a new road of creation." Bai Yu solemnly said.

Although the three of them felt that Bai Yu was warm to others, they didn't quite believe his argument, but Bai Yu's next words changed their minds:

"This is a data-controlled creation furnace completed with the assistance of the head and five hospital masters." He opened the curtains that stood in front of the creation furnace.

"This is the latest and most important secret of Tiangongmen. If you think that what I said before is big talk, will the heads and hospital masters accompany me with my unknowingly nonsense? This is your opportunity, how about you? select?"

The expressions on the three people's ugly faces became serious, and Murong Qinglan rolled his eyes and said carefully: "What does Uncle Master want us to do?"

Bai Yu Tan said: "I don’t know. This is a brand new and blank start. I guess it should start with runes. I found that our utilization rate of runes is still at a very low level. Invented these. The ancestors of runes may have a very high utilization rate of runes, but we did not. We did not think about the role of runes from a fundamental point. We only used the runes passed down by the ancestors, and the utilization rate would become lower and lower. , Have you thought about what happens when the utilization rate of runes reaches zero?" Bai Yu felt like a **** possessed at this moment, exuding an aura of compassion and compassion on his body.

"What then?" The three people began to show respectful expressions on their faces. Unexpectedly, this little uncle could think so deeply and so far.

"I now have some conclusions, that is, rune is composed of modules with different functions! It is not an independent individual. The rune we are using now and we have already understood has specific effects. It is composed of smaller modules. Yes! There will be a connection interface between the modules. I call this interface an input and output interface. As long as it is a logical connection, it will be combined into a valid rune. I am guessing whether the ancestors did this rune Combination? These modules, I call them...symbol modules!"

If a thunderbolt flashed past, the three of them were shocked. They usually used runes to imprint and create magic circles. They were all used before. Who would think about these things? After all, before becoming a great monk, the time of cultivation will never catch up with the time of aging. My dream can come true latest chapter address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/book/162987.htmlMy dream can come true Full text reading address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/read/162987/My dream can come true. txt download address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/down/162987.htmlMy dreams can come true Mobile reading: https://m.wuxiaspot.com/read/162987/In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click \"Favorites\" below to record the reading record of this time (Chapter 195 Symbol Module), and open it next time You can see it on the bookshelf! If you like "My Dreams Can Come True", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) ,Thank you for your support! ! (www.wuxiaspot.com)