Rebirth of the Ultimate Crazy Boy

Looking away at Long Aotian's engrossed look, Long Xingpo smiled happily and said, "Next, I will explain to you the practice of cultivation and martial arts. In the era when practice has existed, no one knows how permanent it is.

Maybe there were cultivators thousands of years ago, maybe tens of thousands of years ago, or even more distant ancient times.

With **, in short, there is no research or basis for the era of **'s existence. The name of our Long family's ** is - "Howling Dragon Jue", which is passed down from generation to generation in our Long family. Now it has also been passed down to you.

It was in my father's hands, and after your father memorized it, he passed it on to me again, because I want to pass it on to you, Aotian."

Long Aotian looked shocked and puzzled: "Grandpa, did you make a mistake? Do you want to pass it on to me?"

After listening to Long Aotian's words, Long Xingpo said coldly in a low tone: "Aotian, don't interrupt me. What I want is for you to pass him on to the destined person. I have a feeling that this destined person will definitely succeed."

Appear in your Dragon Pavilion. I know this Dragon Pavilion, so don’t pretend to be stupid."

When Long Xingpo said this, Long Aotian's previous intention to pretend to be stupid was gone, but his expression immediately changed, "It's just grandpa, this "Howling Dragon Jue" is passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of our Long family.

How can you pass on something that belongs to you to outsiders?”

Long Xingpo had a wicked smile on his face after hearing this, "You have your own opportunities, kid, and I can feel an aura from you, a powerful and powerful aura, compared to the ones from our Long family

*Worse than that.”

"Uh..." Long Aotian looked embarrassed, "Grandpa, you're not going to take out the "Supreme Tao Jue" I practiced and share it with our Long family, are you?"

Long Xingpo smiled mysteriously and said: "Aotian, you are only half right, whether to pass it on to your own son or daughter. Of course, this is in the future. The name of the "Supreme Tao Jue" you cultivated is mine.

I've never heard of it, but I can tell from your appearance that you are definitely extraordinary, and combined with the name, it's really domineering! Supreme, supreme haha!" At the end of his words, Long Xingpo resolutely smiled.

meaning.

Long Aotian couldn't help but secretly sigh: Grandpa is indeed not simple. If grandpa was my enemy, I would have died thousands of times. Sure enough, my strength is still insufficient. I am afraid I can't even be called an ant in front of grandpa.

This is indeed what Long Aotian thinks. He is not belittling himself, but facing this naked and cruel reality!

Long Xingpo squinted his sharp-edged eyes, and the confusion kept flashing by. Long Xingpo raised his mouth slightly, "Aotian, you understand the practice, then I will give it to you."

You talk about martial arts. As the name suggests, martial arts are for monks fighting duels.

It is a kind of fighting skill. The birth of martial skill is only a few hundred years ago. One thing you should understand, Aotian, is that martial skill is more complicated than training. Don’t hold a disdainful attitude towards martial skill just because it has only been around for a hundred years. That way

You will only suffer a big loss if you do this."

Long Aotian vaguely seemed to have heard Long Xingpo's words there. After turning his mind, a memory about martial arts emerged in Long Aotian's mind. Of course, that memory was Long Aotian's.

The master, the old master of the Dragon Ring Space, Huang Di, gave him the basic knowledge of the monks through enlightenment.

Of course, Long Aotian had already been familiar with the basic knowledge of these monks before, but it was really all the basics and all of them were introduced in a very simple way, so the description of the martial arts was particularly important, and there was no

Seeing this, Long Aotian wanted to yell: He's cheating his father, and he's cheating his family!

However, he also understands that these are just basic knowledge for monks. If you want to understand more advanced theories, you must practice and explore on your own.

At this moment, Long Aotian was secretly happy: I'm afraid grandpa wants to share his experience with me! This really must be taken seriously!

Long Xingpo paused slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to be extremely deserted because of Long Xingpo's pause.

"Aotian, you have to understand the importance of martial arts." Long Xingpo seemed to be a different person, his tone was low and trembling, "Martial skills can rely on martial arts invented by our ancestors from outside. This is the only way to obtain martial arts.

, of course, the martial arts in this world are also immeasurable. This is not the only way to obtain martial arts.

Tao, there is another channel, that is, self-created martial arts. But now it is no longer the same as it was hundreds of years ago. According to records hundreds of years ago, the number of monks at that time was a huge group, and with the times

With the development of science and technology, there are less and less spiritual energy on the earth, and the number of monks is also decreasing rapidly."

After hearing this, Long Aotian seemed to understand, his pupils opened wide, and he immediately blurted out: "Grandpa, could it be that those who create their own martial arts are people with extremely high talent for cultivation, and the fewer monks, the more likely they are to be able to create their own martial arts."

There are basically no martial arts monks anymore, am I right?"

Long Xingpo's eyes reflected a superb light, and he said with a slight smile on his face: "That's true, it's just that since ancient times, there have been many geniuses who have created their own martial arts.

Only then can you create your own martial arts. You

Grandpa, I can't, and neither can your father. I think one day, Aotian, you will be able to create your own martial arts. Now I will give you the martial arts that our Long family has inherited for hundreds of years. Your a** should not have it.

Martial arts! Right or wrong?"

Long Aotian stared at Long Xingpo closely and said with a steady expression: "That's right, Grandpa, I don't have any martial arts skills. I just don't know how powerful our Long family's martial arts skills are."

Long Xingpo shook his head after hearing this, and said with a bitter smile on his face: "Aotian, the strength or weakness of martial arts depends on how the holder of the martial arts uses it. Martial arts have one point, and that is "enlightenment". Only this "enlightenment"

” can make martial arts more powerful, and “enlightenment”

"It is also the key to self-created martial arts." As he said this, Long Xingpo resolutely took out an ancient-looking booklet with many wrinkles from his sleeve. It looked unremarkable, but he didn't know that it was the monk.

The coveted martial arts!

Long Aotian clenched his fists slightly and said with an evil smile: "Grandpa, this is the martial arts of our Long family!"

Long Xingpo nodded, handed the pamphlet to Long Aotian, his eyes suddenly flashed with confusion, and he lowered his cold and handsome voice: "This is the martial arts of our Long family, but with your current strength, Aotian

It’s not enough to practice. The minimum strength requirement for martial arts practitioners must be at the early stage of Xuan level. And your yellow level strength cannot practice martial arts at all. In other words, Aotian, your peak strength in the late yellow level is only for practicing martial arts.

A solid foundation.”

When he heard Long Xingpo say that the minimum strength requirement for practicing martial arts is "early stage of Xuan level", Long Aotian's heart felt chilly, and he couldn't help but have a sad look on his face, as if someone had poured water on his head.

It was like a basin of cold water. After all, this guy was extremely happy when he heard that he could practice martial arts, but now he only felt lonely and melancholy.

Seeing his grandson Long Aotian's lonely eyes looking dimly at the booklet on martial arts training, this did not make Long Xingpo, Long Aotian's grandfather, feel sad. Instead, Long Xingpo raised the corner of his mouth.

, "Aotian, don't be disappointed. With the speed of your cultivation, it won't take long before you can definitely reach the early stage of Xuan level." He said this,

Long Xingpo couldn't help but secretly thought: Aotian! Aotian, your cultivation talent can be called a monster, I'm afraid a monster is nothing more than that. A monster talent that makes people jealous, but no matter how you are a monster, you will always be me

A member of the Long family, he is also my grandson, Long Xingpo. Thinking of this in his heart, a strange cold and handsome light flowed quietly from Long Xingpo's eyes.

Long Aotian just nodded slightly, but immediately blurted out and asked: "So...Grandpa, why does Sha Yi call you Dragon Lord? What on earth is this?"

Long Aotian's words were very cautious, but Long Xingpo's face began to darken, and his tone was cold: "Aotian, you have to understand that a person's responsibilities may be big or small, and some people are born with

You must bear an extremely heavy responsibility, and as for the title of "Dragon Lord", let's wait until later! As for Aotian, knowing too much about your current strength will be harmful to you."

After hearing this, Long Aotian couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Strength is indeed king.

Indeed, strength represents a person's ability. The greater the ability, the more things one knows, and of course, the greater the burden and responsibility on one's shoulders.

Before Long Aotian could speak, Long Xingpo said in a heavy and cold tone: "Aotian, don't let anyone else know what happened today, not even your mother or grandma. This kind of thing can be regarded as the "secret knowledge" of my Long family.

"Well, our last name is the only one

Only members of the Dragon family have that qualification, and the martial arts book I entrusted to you should not be easily seen by others. In other words, the person who sees it must be his confidant, or someone he can trust, and the person responsible for seeing it -

die!"

Speaking of the last word "death", Long Aotian seemed to feel the fear of being suffocated. Of course, Long Aotian could not understand the good intentions of his grandfather Long Xingpo. After all, "Every man is not guilty, and he is pregnant.

He still understood the principle of "walling his sin", Long Aotian nodded lightly with a serious face.

"It's good if you understand Aotian." Long Xingpo grinned with a rich expression on his face, "But your Dragon Pavilion is going to be the enemy of Ye Xingchen of the Ye family. Have you considered the consequences? Don't look at the surface of anything. The surface is just that.

Just to confuse stupid people! Ye Xingchen can be said to be the number one young person in the Ye family. With his strength, you..."

How could Long Aotian not know what Long Xingpo said. Ye Xingchen is the leader of the Prince Gang in the north. Is it possible that he is a simple person? Long Aotian looked cold and handsome, and interrupted Long Xingpo.

He said with a cold smile: "Grandpa, the consequences are again

How? How can I not give it a try in life? Even if the prince helps me, he will surrender at my feet. So what if there are many difficulties? I have that confidence because I have brothers!" But Long Aotian still secretly thought in his heart.

Added a few words: And Dragon Ring!

Long Aotian's words were so heroic that Lian Long Xingpo, an old man who had lived for a long time, couldn't help but think of two words in his heart when he saw this scene: King!