Wear the villain quickly, I’ll grab this queen

"Um?"

Zhao...someone doesn't know what's going on."

"What's the opposite? Wei

Zhimo smiled slightly, shook his body and said,"You just said that your magic pill can increase the power of a weak person by five." Only those who have achieved success in practice can increase their success. Is it possible that people who practice martial arts are inferior to ordinary people?"

"Oh...hahaha!

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao burst out laughing:"Young hero, I have misunderstood... I have misunderstood!" What I said is not contradictory at all. Although this Qili Dan has unique effects, it is a step-by-step medicine. If you think about it, a weak person or an ordinary person will naturally not have the same skill and strength as a martial arts practitioner."

Wei Zhimo was stunned for a moment. There is some truth to what the charlatan said.

Zhao Shanren... no, no, in Wei Zhimo's eyes and heart, he has no kindness or virtue, he is just a Zhao Someone.

Zhao went on to say:"It's not that they are born like this, but it's because they lack practice and don't activate the true energy in their bodies. Qili Dan is to activate the inner strength and true energy hidden innately in such people."

"As for martial arts practitioners, especially those who have achieved success in martial arts, the true energy and internal force in their bodies have long been activated and used, and there is no more true energy and strength hidden there. Even if Qi Li Dan is a magical elixir, it is impossible to create true energy and internal power out of thin air. Therefore, this increase in success depends on the cultivation and luck of the person involved!"

Mr. Zhao said it clearly enough. Wei Zhimo was not a fool, so he naturally understood the truth.

So he was speechless, and his doubts about Qi Lidan were reduced a bit.

Mr. Zhao really wanted to promote him. Qili Dan, he lost no time in saying:"Young hero, would you like to take one too?"

Wei Zhimo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile:"Sir's magical elixir is precious, I... let's forget it.……"

I thought: Even if I take ten Qili pills, I still can't practice the sword Gui Chou Jian to the extreme without the Jianlong Divine Sword.

This is the so-called unity of sword and man!

No matter how good your kung fu is, it will be difficult to achieve anything without the right weapons!

Zhao seemed to be determined to do Wei Zhimo's business. He walked around Wei Zhimo and suddenly said:"Looking at the young hero's background and temperament, he must have studied under a famous master. He actually has such cultivation at such a young age. Because, my true energy and skill are almost at their peak, and my Qili Dan can't help much."

Wei Zhimo raised his head and said nothing, thinking: Of course! In the whole world, except for my master Lingxuzi, who can master the sword Guichou to the 70% level?

Zhao went on to say:"The guidance of a famous teacher and the diligent study and practice of the young hero have led to today's results. Over the past ten years, the young hero has been sleeping in the ice and exposed to the sun for three days, which can be regarded as enduring training that ordinary people cannot bear. This It's so hard that most people can't endure it.……"

Wei Zhimo's body trembled slightly: The old man actually knew how to practice the technique of lying on the ice in three nines and exposed to the sun in three volts just by turning around a few times without checking his pulse or looking at the coating of his tongue.

Is it possible that Mr. Zhao really worked as an imperial doctor, and just by looking at someone, he could tell whether he had practiced medicine or whether he had any diseases?

That's right, Lingxuzi is vicious. To be his closed disciple is not much different from being under a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

During the fourteen years in Dongyue Peak, Wei Zhimo only enjoyed one year of happiness.

From the age of six, Lingxuzi forced him to wear only a pair of shorts and lie in the ice and snow in the middle of winter. From the beginning of October to the end of the twelfth twelfth lunar month, he had to spend half an hour every day, and he could not sleep for a day.

In midsummer, I also only wear a pair of shorts and lie on the hot stone slab to expose myself to the sun. From the beginning of June to the end of August, it is also three months, one hour a day, and one day cannot fall.

In the words of Ling Xuzi, an old devil, this is called"devil training."

If you are a little lazy, you will be punished with an additional hour of devil training, or with a whip.

It's just that Wei Zhimo's face is very impressive. No matter how exposed it is, it is still as delicate as a baby's face.

No matter how hard you lay on the ice, there won't be a single crack.

The skin is like gelatin, nothing more than that!

Wei Zhimo was about to feel complacent when Zhao suddenly changed the topic and said:"But... there is a secret anger condensed in the young hero's chest, which has been unable to be released. Such training prematurely uses the immature Qi and internal strength, causing the conflict between the Qi and Zhenqi, resulting in slow movements and delayed body shape.……"

"Mr. Zhao!"

Wei Zhimo suddenly interrupted:"Although my guard is not talented, if it hadn't been for Brother Miao just now, those thirty or twenty Sanhe Gang assassins armed with crossbows would not have been able to hurt him at all. What did you say, sir, that I am slow in movement and slow in stature?"

Young people are arrogant!

But Zhao, who still pretends to be young despite his age, shrugged his shoulders pretentiously like a little girl, and his whole neck disappeared. He pointed at the huge house, tilted his head, and smiled, He said to Wei Zhimo:"It turns out to be Wei Shaoxia... Well... let's see, can Wei Shaoxia and I have a showdown to see who can move faster!""

"ah?"

Wei Zhimo was immediately shocked and pretended to be embarrassed:"Isn't this... bad?……"

Then he laughed and said:"But it doesn't matter. Mr. Zhao was once a palace physician. Even if someone in our guard accidentally hurts Mr. Zhao, he still has good medicine to cure him!""

"well……"

Zhao sighed softly and said to himself:"Shaoxia Wei's problem is not just slowness in movement.……"

He didn't say what he said next, but Wei Zhimo also heard it. People said he was too crazy!

"Haha, my old beggar had a good show. The old beggar clapped his hands cheerfully and encouraged Wei Zhimo:"Young hero Wei is lucky. He can get Zhao Shanren's guidance, and he will definitely achieve great success in the future!""

The more Wei Zhimo listened, the more uncomfortable he became: What will happen in the future, I am now the"Dacheng". He secretly told himself that he must make the old beggar gain knowledge!

Wei Zhimo is naturally not good at using weapons when making gestures. What's more, what others said It's just faster than action, not a comparison of martial arts or swordsmanship.

Zhao took a whisk from the coffee table, jumped into the middle of the yard, and said to Wei Zhimo:"Let's play. In the treasure hunting game, the whisk in my hand and the hairpin on the young hero's head are the treasures we compete for. Whoever gets it first wins!"

The whisk is so big, and in the hand, the target is prominent, and it can be easily captured.

In comparison, the hairpin is much smaller.

Moreover, the hairpin is worn on the head. As a warrior, hairpins are often used by others. If it is taken away, can this head be saved?

In the gladiatorial arena, Miao Zhuman took away the hairpin of Shao Wu, a disciple of the Qianling Sect. He gave up on the spot without saying a word!

This is the integrity of a warrior!

Someone Zhao This old guy is so arrogant!

Wei Zhimo suddenly received the biggest insult in his life besides Liu Yugang, and he hated this so-called good man Zhao even more.

Are all the good people in the world dead? Just Zhao How could someone who only has money in his eyes and speaks so viciously dare to call good people? People like the old beggar are really spineless. They just got a few bones thrown away by Zhao and licked some oil and water. I put such a high hat on Mr. Zhao.

Anyway, before leaving Weicheng County, I have to teach this bad old man who doesn’t know what is good!

He must have stayed in this small mountain town in Weicheng County for too long. I don’t know that there is a sky outside the sky.

So, Wei Zhimo jumped to the middle of the yard, two feet away from Zhao. He turned sideways to Zhao, didn’t bother to hold over his hand, and said directly:"Sir’s whisk is so conspicuous, if I With a relaxed hand, if word spreads, someone will definitely say that someone in my defense is bullying the elderly. Let's do this. If I give my husband one hand and he can't get the whisk in two sips of tea, I lose!"

Zhao shook his head slightly and sighed quietly.

A few snowflakes falling on his long eyebrows shook off instantly.