Why did I, a superman, go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 5 Useless Resistance

Lin Ke couldn't understand what he meant.

However, seeing that the other person's expression is sincere and his posture is low enough, there is nothing unusual about him, unless this guy is an actor.

"Then do you know how to use jade slips like this?"

Wang Ting took out Lin Ke's martial art jade slip from his arms and shook it towards Kong Cheng.

He felt that it was pointless to continue wrangling, so he simply asked directly.

"Senior, don't you know the method to use?"

One thing to say, his move really shocked Kong Cheng.

Generally speaking, as long as a monk enters the path of cultivating immortality, reading jade slips is just like opening a paper book to read, it is an instinctive act.

And the current scene is that the senior he thought was asking him such a "low-level question", which made Kong Cheng feel as if a normal adult would find a baby who had just been born from the mother's womb and ask him how to walk. It was ridiculous.

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At the same time as he breathed out the Qi Sword, Kong Cheng didn't care about Wang Ting's reaction, he just stepped back. At the same time, a wolf hair appeared in his hand, and he poured his talent into it without hesitation.

When I entered, I saw that this wolf-hair brush used that talent as food to produce a few dots of ink that would not disperse.

Inexplicably, Wang Ting felt that the man in front of him was getting more and more angry as he talked, and Kong Cheng also took advantage of the gap in the conversation to quietly improve his talents.

This time Wang Ting put in more effort. It should be said that this immortal cultivator is indeed much rougher and thicker than ordinary people. If someone without cultivation had received such two punches, I'm afraid

He had already died suddenly on the spot.

"How could it be so fast?!"

A loud shout was heard, and in the flash of lightning, Kong Cheng spit out a bright qi sword from his mouth. The sharp sword cut through the air and flew straight towards the place where he seemed to be stunned.

"Even if I get that thing, I probably won't be able to use it. After all, I need his help for something, so there's no need to go overboard."

"No need to talk nonsense, just give me a solution."

Wang Ting was thinking in his heart, but not long after, Kong Cheng, who was lying on the ground, frowned, groaned on the ground, and then woke up and turned around.

That is to say, he didn't give him a chance, otherwise who knows what the wolf hair he pulled out from nowhere would do.

"I have never practiced cultivation. What should I do without this thing?"

Although he still didn't think that Wang Ting was really just a six-and-a-half-year-old child, since the other party insisted, there was no need to disobey him. Although the other party's needs were strange, he could indeed help.

Swallowing his saliva, he had no intention of resisting this time, for no other reason than that even if this guy with a yellow mouth knocked him unconscious, it was obvious that he was far from using all his strength. If he didn't know what to do,

, if you think about it, you are just humiliating yourself.

A quiet night can indeed lead people to the feeling of sleep very well. Because of his superhuman origin, Wang Ting does not feel physically tired. He just feels that it is time to go to bed at this time, so he naturally feels sleepy in his mind.

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Thinking of this, Wang Ting's eyes rolled around in circles, but after looking at Kong Cheng lying dead on the ground, he shook his head and drove away the thoughts that had just appeared in his mind.

"Although compared to my senior brother, I, Mr. Kong, can only be regarded as a poor scholar, but at any rate, I am also a serious scholar who received the seal from the great Confucian himself, thereby forging the foundation of humanity. Don't you think you are playing tricks on me like this?

The wrath of a common man?"

As soon as these words came out, even though Kong Cheng usually dealt with things diplomatically, he couldn't help but feel that he had been tricked.

Before he could swing the wolf hair and use his magical power, the huge force spread from that half of his face to his whole body, and the wolf hair originally held in his hand disappeared because the overall supply of talent was interrupted.

It was a bit hasty, but this was the only counterattack he could launch in a short period of time, and the intention was just to contain it.

To be honest, Kong Cheng is not very capable, but the place he lives in is quite luxurious. Wang Ting now has time to take a closer look at the interior of his hall. Looking at this magnificent appearance, he compares it with the one in Bigfoot Village before him.

Where I lived, a sour feeling suddenly filled my heart.

"What senior? I'm not yet seven years old, and I've never been exposed to this kind of thing, so of course I don't know about it?"

Sitting cross-legged on a comfortable chair, Wang Ting had no idea of ​​moving his position for Kong Cheng. He yawned as he admired the brand-new pig head lying on his back.

"This little brother, this jade slip is not a difficult pattern for me, I just don't know."

However, he was not so arrogant as to sleep at this time. Although he had almost figured out Kong Cheng's true identity from the previous confrontation, he was still a monk after all. Who knows what other weird things this guy had.

He only felt that his head was being taken into his mouth by the mountain guarding beast of Jixia Academy, and his stomach was churning all the time, and his cheeks on both sides were still radiating burning pain. The next moment, he realized what he was doing.

Even though he had just gained a bit of a scholar-like feeling, when he came to his senses, he still felt that life was very important and could not be thrown away casually.

Unfortunately, he was still a little slow. Before Kong Cheng could make the next move, Wang Ting quickly approached, and that small and delicate fist was hitting the other half of this guy's face.

As a direct result of the extra force, Kong Cheng was successfully beaten into a coma.

"Yes, this jade slip is actually a reading device specially made by monks. If a normal monk only needs to use something like true energy to penetrate inside, the information recorded in it will naturally appear before his eyes."

"Take the move!"

Wang Ting waved his hand to interrupt. He was not interested in the twists and turns, he just wanted to know the answer.

"It's really hard to listen to what people say,"

With an imperceptible sigh, Kong Cheng reluctantly stood up from the ground, not caring about his dusty robe, and cautiously moved towards the royal court.

Now that he had fainted, there was nothing he could do. He felt unwilling to return empty-handed, so he simply "made do" in Kong Cheng's big house for the night.

The rhythm of things did not develop as he expected, and Wang Ting inevitably sighed, but he completely forgot about the fact that he punched the opponent just after they met.

He looked a little surprised, then glanced around the room, and finally locked on Wang Ting, who was sitting on a chair bored.

A child who is more than six years old and has not yet been exposed to the way of cultivating immortals can break away the Gangqi method of protecting his body with one punch. This is a joke.

"I'm not dead?"

"Senior, there's no need to say such jokes, right? Although Kong is not very knowledgeable, he is not the kind of fool who can be fooled by others!"

"Of course there is a way."

Kong Cheng only thought that Wang Ting was the kind of monk who only cultivated the physical body, so he would naturally have something to do with the matter of true energy.

"Say it quickly!"

Hearing this, Wang Ting immediately looked impatient.

(End of chapter)