"What are you doing?" It wasn’t until the old man’s fingers touched his forehead that Elora panicked and retreated a few steps in a conditioned way. His face changed slightly, and all his vision suddenly disappeared as if he were suddenly covered by a thick layer of cotton wool. His brain was also as small as acupuncture. Although the pain was not severe, it was like stabbing directly into the depths of his soul, which made Elona already bear the pain and get used to it. The nerves almost fainted instantly.
But after only two breaths, the needle-cone-like pain immediately disappeared like ebbing tide water, and gradually regained consciousness. The head was shrouded in a fuzzy white mountain, and it was also a reply to Qing Ai Luo. Suddenly, he found that his mind seemed to be forcibly burned, and many strange and clear words just covered up the words that had been inexplicably poured into his mind in the Mountain of Warcraft.
"What did you get me?" Enduring the residual dizziness, he tried to read the words one by one, but he could know all the words, but after connecting them, he was as confused as a profound and obscure spell. Elo couldn’t help but stare at the old man’s Gherardini face and asked with a brave face.
"What I have taught you is the basic method for getting started in forging the body," Ai Lao took pains to explain, especially when he saw the boy’s strange face with his little hand over his head. "I told you long ago that cultivation is not a quick success, and it may take your talent and unremitting efforts to achieve something. Like you can’t even understand these basic formulas now, do you want to be strong?"
Elo skimmed his little face and snorted. Although the surface still seemed to be so angry, not only did he recognize the old man’s seemingly ridiculous words, but he recited them again. Those who still can’t understand the law, Elo’s cluster, which has been carefully guarded in the bottom of my heart, seemed to be suddenly enlarged by these strange characters.
I can really practice! Being recognized by everyone as a godforsaken child, you can also practice like others! The sudden arrival of great joy instantly moistens the heart that was once riddled with sharp despair like a soft warm current, and the deep vigilance in Elo’s eyes looking at the old man finally disappears completely.
Only when you have really experienced this roller coaster rescue can you feel the joy that seems to be born from the depths of the soul and spread to the limbs.
I will neve be that pathetic loser in the eye of others.
Aware of the great changes in the mood in the boy’s eyes, Ai Lao turned to one side with a gentle smile and quietly crossed a complicated vicissitudes in his old eyes. After a long time of pity, he suddenly added, "Do you know that you will be judged to be abandoned by the so-called god?"
"What? Because my talent is too low? " Elo almost didn’t have a moment to rush, which is why he was just about to ask questions, and all kinds of possible reasons were inferred in his mind. A terrible guess suddenly came out of his mind like a pot of cold water suddenly poured on the boy’s smiling face, which made him unable to restrain his happy face and solidify.
"Nonsense! If your talent is too bad, will I come out hard to collect you? " Ai Lao looked as if he had become frightened, scaring his own boy by shaking his head slightly, and knocked on the latter’s little head with a smile. "This is not because you are born with special people in meridians, but because the ordinary practice of martial arts in this world is not suitable for you."
"The world?" Today, it is still limited to this small mind, which is considered to be a huge city in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is a vague and unknown concept to this extreme.
"Do you mean that you have any skills that can make me practice?" Although my mind is still in a daze in some places, the meaning implied by the old man’s words can also be roughly guessed, and my eyes suddenly burst into a bright eye, jumping with ecstasy and heat that I have never seen before.
"Nonsense" Ai Lao looked at the boy for a moment and immediately became jubilant from nervousness. The little boy’s old eyes flashed a subtle, delicate and loving color. Somehow, his heart quietly sighed, but he was still so rude and criticised. "Well, it’s too early to talk about it now, and you don’t need to think so much. When you can break through the jade, I will tell you that the most important thing is to lay a solid foundation from the beginning."
"Oh," although I was so curious about the so-called achievement method, I saw that the old man’s tone seemed to be somewhat formal, and it was better to warn Arlo first. I held my little fist and silently read the words in my mind over and over again, but my little face was filled with unspeakable joy.
What has tortured him for ten years has long been thrown away by him. If he can practice, he will never hesitate even if he is put up with it for another ten years.
"What you have to do these days is to remember the formula of this refined body, even if you don’t understand the meaning, you must never be careless." Seeing that the boy can still maintain a sober concentration in such a joyful shock, Ai Lao can’t check the place and smile with relief, and then he is eager to try in Elo’s eyes and pointed to his chest. "The real cultivation is not in a hurry for your ten years of pain. First, it helps you to strengthen the physical body. In addition, I am you, and your cultivation speed will be twice the result with half the effort.
"I know," Arlo nodded and replied. Although he is young, he naturally can’t be stupid enough to tell others everything, even to his most trusted mother.
"That’s good. Oh, by the way, you can go to the Qin Wangfu Lingji Pavilion to have a look." Ai Lao smiled gently, but in the end he suddenly jumped out of his mouth with a somewhat rambling voice, and his gradually illusory old figure was once again lost in the air as if it had never appeared.
The mysterious pattern of Arlo’s chest glows rapidly and dimly, and the layer that separates the whole room is also fading with all.
"Lingji Pavilion" Arlo slightly paused and then the palm of his hand unconsciously touched it, which was somewhat icy and slippery. His tender eyes looked out the window again, but there was no trace of hesitation in his dark eyes. Instead, he was confident and firm.
Chapter 31 Five years!
The darkness fades, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars fade away. It is another ordinary night that seems to be indistinguishable from the past. As it is a little less moist than the countryside, the golden glow shines from the sky, which also represents that Yancheng once again wakes up from the short silence brought by the night. The superficial glitz and the noisy struggle in the dark are bloody. The main theme of this border city is also temporarily over.
Ai Luo’s coming to Qin Wangfu didn’t make much noise as imagined, just as a tiny spray in the same river didn’t stir up a trace of waves in this huge Wangfu, and no one paid attention to it. For this huge force, which can be called the overlord of Yan City, it is naturally quite complicated to deal with all kinds of things, big and small, every day, compared with a humble and silent smell of a young boy who entered Qin Wangfu as a palace guard. I don’t know how many people whose notes are similar to this are excluded or accepted by the palace every day. If you want to say that you may know Ai Luo, I’m afraid there are also those maids who happened to see when he followed Qin Mo to the palace for the first time.
Although Elo is regarded as the rescuer of Qin Mo, who has a high status in the Wangfu, Qin Mo finally decided to hide this matter in his heart after thinking about it again and again, even for his father, it was said that Elo was a little brother she adopted, and after several times of warning to some Wangfu people or secretly, Elo finally settled down in Qin Wangfu smoothly, although it was impossible to compare the ease and happiness at home, but Qin Mo was frequent from time to time.
The shape, but with the power to change all things, is still so smooth and even. It seems that I am never tired of this, and I will never feel a bit tired. The sun and the moon go to Qiu Lai like a shuttle, and the cycle will never stop. Whether it is intentional or not, it will pass away like the whole world is parallel
If you don’t feel it, it’s like five years have passed quietly!
After five years, the whole Yancheng has hardly changed compared with five years ago. Even in these five years, people who have been to Yancheng in the future can still easily find the familiar street shops at this time. Only a few newly built new streets and a few beautiful buildings have appeared on the roadside, silently witnessing that this ordinary time has passed away from here.
The west of Yancheng City is the most sparsely populated area in the whole city, but the surface is remote compared with other corners of the city. Many places in Yancheng have a pivotal position, and ordinary residents are not allowed to easily enter the important place because that is where the Qin Palace in Yancheng is located.
It seems that five years have passed in a hurry, and the hegemonic power of Shenyan City has not changed the palace of Qin Dynasty. The three extensive Chinese characters on the golden plaque of the mansion door are still so dazzling, and the vigorous strokes have not weakened the domineering power at all. At first glance, it seems that Ai Luo did not find the difference easily on the day when he first arrived at the palace of Qin Dynasty five years ago.
"bang!" An iron sword that made the eardrum tremble reverberated in a remote and shabby place in the Wangfu Palace, but it was quite spacious. Although there was a short moment, it sounded extremely violently, as if the gas was slightly shaken, which created this violent sound. The whole rough and wide iron sword body was also slightly shaken by a strong anti-shock force from the self-intersection point. Finally, it quickly evacuated to both sides with a large and a small backward-swept figure.
The iron sword in his hand is heavily stationed on the ground paved with hard bluestone, but the tip of the sword is not sealed yet, and the fine dust can’t be seen on the ground. All the dust is scattered around by the earthquake. The naked and handsome boy gasped hard and greedily, and his palm was covered with sweat. He wiped his eyes with sweat, almost blinding his forehead, but the blazing sunshine poured down on the young man’s edge, strong and handsome. With a slight hint of weakness, the appearance is extremely inconsistent with the body rolling, and the huge sweat drops keep slipping down the back. Soon, a small piece of obvious water stains appeared on his feet, which made the sweaty boy look like he had just climbed out of the river, but under the sun, he was faintly shining and reflecting.
"Errol bro, you are really getting stronger and stronger. Maybe even I can’t beat you after a while." There is also a dark-skinned man standing opposite the handsome boy. Although he looks careless, he gives people a simple and honest feeling. This young boy is as strong as a calf. It seems that he is older than that handsome boy. His lips are covered with a circle of fine beard. He has experienced a lot of wind and sun, and his dark face is somewhat rough. Although he is not handsome, he can become ordinary, but at first glance, he has a very solid sense of trust. A pair of brown eyebrows and eyes are always somewhat simple and honest. It seems that if he wants to be a friend, the whole generation will confide in you and be dead set
At this time, the strong boy’s body is also ups and downs due to his heavy breathing. His brown eyes are looking at the other side with a kind of simplicity. The panting and comely boy admires the simple smile with a few undisguised envy.
"Hey, hey, it’s just so-so. You’re far from being more than Yan Mo’s eldest brother. You were powerless just now, weren’t you?" After resting for a while, the handsome young man straightened up in the hot sun and easily carried the heavy iron sword in his hand on his shoulder, as if the thick iron sword was scorched by the sun, and the temperature felt a little hot. A pair of dark pure eyes also looked at the handsome face of the sturdy young man opposite, revealing a bright smile.
This handsome young man who is carrying a giant sword naturally left Aize village five years ago and came here alone. Five years of time is like a flick of a finger, but it was in that year that the young boy gradually grew up and left a clear mark on his body. In the past, the little child was full of hesitation. Now he has finally grown into a vibrant young man. When that young face was covered with tenderness, it was washed away by fiber optics and replaced by a mature young man, who should be full of vigor and frivolous.
I have to say that now Arlo is no longer the stubborn child who couldn’t live without his mother, but has really grown up, even his appearance is quite different. In five years, he has changed a lot and can change many people.
I didn’t expect to draw a tie with you. The sturdy teenager who was called "strict stranger" by Elo heard Elo’s vaguely suffocating words as if he had been poked like a trick. He scratched his head with a big hand and grinned awkwardly, revealing a black face. The contrast was quite white. The teeth were not as humble as ordinary people, but he said directly and unabashedly
However, it seems to others that this remark is somewhat impolite and demeaning to the opponent. It will not make people feel a little uncomfortable if it is said from the strong boy’s naturally low and generous voice, and will consciously take it as a truth that does not contain a little other meaning.
"It’s only nine points before we agreed to fight hard, and you don’t behave." Elo suddenly seemed to be very dissatisfied with his shoulder being pressed by epee. From time to time, he jumped up a few tiny muscles from his skin. If he had a good eye, he would surely be able to see at a glance that the young man seemed to be a little stronger than ordinary people. Although Elo was a little smaller than the strong one, he was never inferior to the other in terms of physical solidity and toughness.
"Ah, actually, it’s almost the same. I’ve really left a little bit." Looking at the handsome young face, it’s obvious that it’s pretending to be unhappy, but Yan Mo is a little panicked, as if he were really afraid that Errol would get angry. He hurriedly explained that when’ tis once spoken, he seemed to feel something was wrong and wanted to continue to explain, but his mind was so embarrassed that he couldn’t help but smile and be so embarrassed that he took others’ jokes seriously, but how could he know that although he was?
"Elroy, eldest brother Yan Mo, you come here to practice again." Just as the two men were raising their swords and preparing to continue to learn from each other, a girl with a delicate and charming voice suddenly came from the dense green tree-lined forest near the training ground. Soon after, I saw a maid-in-waiting in Wangfu who would wear a fine-flowered jade dress. She was so petite that at first glance, there was a girl who would hug her in her arms and walk out from the bottom of the tree.
A girl’s age is about cardamom. Her delicate face is like a pair of smart, clear and pretty eyes that are about to mature, and she is just embedded in that little face. Her eyes are more pure and clear than the flowing stream in the deep forest. Although the girl’s appearance is not beautiful, these beautiful eyes are enough to make several men fall in love with her slightly thin and petite body. Even if her temper is hot, the butcher will definitely become a gentle and simple deer like an elf.
Chapter 32 Shine
At this time, the petite girl is striding with obvious etiquette training. A pair of crystal eyes will unconsciously draw people’s eyes into it like magnets, looking at two sweaty teenagers in the martial arts field with a slight anger. A slender jade arm is slightly raised above her head, which seems to be afraid that the harshest and fiercest thin sleeve pendulum will shoot at her face at noon, and the other arm is carrying an old bucket with a little depth, and the footsteps are gently coming towards the field.
The crisp and feminine sound is like a clear and crisp spring in the spleen, which seems to make the head hang on the fireball that makes people’s scalp burst. It becomes comfortable and soft, with the light fragrance of grass and the breeze blowing. A moment ago, it was still a hot and unbearable place to practice martial arts, but it was quietly passing through a cool and refreshing taste field, and the two teenagers were preparing to pose. They all looked in the direction where the sound was soft and soft, and their eyes flashed out of the girl’s delicate and pure posture, which made them both look fascinated.
"What are you doing here in such a hot weather?" After a slight one-leng, Elo immediately came to her senses and forced her eyes to move away from the girl’s eyes, which seemed to contain magic. She threw the iron sword aside and glanced at the corner of her eyes, and she was in dementia with her mouth open. Yan Mo didn’t wake him up. He walked naked to the girl with a big smile, and the rich sweat smelled like a man’s masculine blood, so that the girl immediately stopped her little face and became a little flustered and lost her rhythm.