"First of all, the first and second stages can be integrated into one stage. In ancient times, practicing Qi was also called breathing, which was a way of breathing. This will greatly shorten the entry time."

"Secondly, the method of using Qi is very exquisite, but there are too many details. If you make a little modification, you can cut off these unnecessary details and retain the core parts. In this way, as long as you are proficient in Qi training, you can quickly master it."

"In my opinion, in addition to the burst strength and weakness, its introductory stage can be completely reduced, reducing the difficulty of learning by one level. Well, since it is the ultimate Taoist originated from a small school, it is inevitable that there are flaws in the unique skills."

Grandma Zu's comments were flawed just like doctoral students commenting on the test questions given by primary school mathematics teachers.

What a arrogant saying that makes people despise!

Baker Richardson was very unhappy and felt that Wushuang War Soul was taking advantage of the issue and talking nonsense to belittle himself.

He remembered a Chinese saying: Why is the wind blowing, and it soars up to 90,000 miles.

It is suitable to describe the unparalleled battle soul at this time.

"I don't agree with you unless you can give the right answer." A sarcastic look flashed in Baker Richardson's eyes.

"I don't have to teach you," Grandma Zu's face was equally cold, and she paused, adding: "Unless you pay the tuition, well, ten million dollars."

"Yes." Baker Richardson glanced at her.

Grandma Zu clicked the mouse happily, held her index fingers up, and used her two fingers to typify and type on the keyboard.

Grandma Zu didn’t recognize much of her Pinyin, and her level of education was at the level of being a daughter in Li’s house. They were all learned in private schools. What she taught at that time was not Pinyin, but literacy was used to read directly and antonyms.

After living for more than a hundred years, she did not have the awareness of learning new knowledge. When she arrived in Li Wuxiang's generation, she learned a little bit of pinyin knowledge, but she only tried it briefly. Until this generation, she realized the benefits and fun of computers, and she would occasionally pull her great-grandson to teach her pinyin.

The typing method of two-finger Zen is not because she cannot use the keyboard proficiently. When she is playing games, it is called a 6. However, the typing of two-finger Zen allows her to better identify the position of letters.

It took more than half an hour to delete and modify it.

Li Xianyu first turned on the computer screen and looked at it. He found that Grandma Zu modified the description of most of the use of Qi in the second stage, directly abolished the first stage, and used her method to combine the breathing of the first stage with the luck of the second stage.

Li Xianyu, who was talented and knowledgeable, did not realize the shocking world. Instead, she modified more than a dozen obvious typos and then pushed it to Baker Richardson.

President Baker is a grandmaster, but he is not as good as Li Xianyu, as he falls into the computer.

First, he frowned and glanced at him, then he showed a shocked expression. He unconsciously corrected his sitting position, straightened his back, moved the computer in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

Seeing his serious and serious expression, it was not difficult for Li Xianyu to guess that he was chewing word by word. Gradually, President Baker showed an unwilling expression, and looked at it from beginning to end, trying to find out the errors after the modification of Wushuang War Soul.

After a long time, Baker Richardson sighed, "Senior, it is not difficult to create a new and extraordinary skill with your level."

Being able to modify other people's luck and streamline the unique skills is either to know this technique well and to study it deeply. Or to have a strong foundation and a high-level perspective. The unparalleled battle soul is obviously the latter.

Originally, Li Xianyu let Wushuang War Soul see "The God of War Blessings", but he felt quite resentful. Now it seems that there is nothing strange about it.

Grandma Zu said "Hmm": "Don't forget the tuition fee."

It is equivalent to making 10 million dollars in vain. Simplifying this unique skill is just to make beginners get started faster. It is actually meaningless for Baker Richardson to enter the house. At most, he can teach the simplified version when he passes it on to his students.

Baker Richardson nodded, snapped, closed his notebook, and looked at Li Xianyu: "I want to know the cause and the whole story of the battle that happened in the island country."

"I believe President Baker already knows it." Li Xianyu did not give a positive answer.

The battle that took place in the Beihai Cemetery is not a secret. There are many witnesses. With the ability of the Superpower Association, it is easy to understand the situation.

"Ancient Demon!" Baker Richardson nodded slightly, "That's really a group of terrible beings."

After he arrived in Tokyo, he immediately visited the cemetery ruins. The damage caused by the battle made him feel palpitations and also inspired his belligerent genes. It was hateful that he was not in the island country at that time.

"Although the ancient demon's superpower is powerful, its combat power may not be stronger than that of us humans." Li Xianyu smiled.

The flame ability of Bingzhazi is too terrible and can even change the environment, which is impossible for humans to achieve. However, with combat power alone, humans to become weaker than ancient demons, assuming that the ancient demon has not recovered its peak strength.

"The first thing I learned about the existence of the ancient demon was the storm in Europe. At that time, I felt unbelievable that those long-extinct creatures still existed in the world. At the same time, I felt disappointed, because the ancient demon was not as powerful as we expected." said Baker Richardson.

No, the power of the ancient monsters is far beyond your imagination. They are all invincible at their peak.

Moreover, the Pope is in a very poor state. If he is allowed to swallow a fallen angel, it is equivalent to Sharu's devouring No. 17 and No. 18.

Li Xianyu listened silently, not correcting Baker Richardson's concept.

"But this storm in the island country suddenly made me wonder: the ancient demon has existed for a long time, why didn't it appear in the world?" Richardson did not continue to say it, but looked at Li Xianyu.

"Who knows, the creatures that have lived for endless years. The prosperity of human society is not attractive to them. It is just an era bubble that has been experienced through long life force." Li Xianyu shrugged.

"This is not reasonable." President Baker shook his head: "If you say that they are all hermits and do not want to integrate into human society, the one who can take over the Pope and the one who secretly manipulates the Tianshen Temple. Their behavior denies this possibility."

"Since they have been quietly passing so many years, why have they been exposed one after another this year and appeared in our sight?" Richardson expressed his second doubt.

Before Li Xianyu could answer, he continued: "The only difference this year is the opening of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace. Can I understand it as something they want in the Ten Thousand Gods Palace? The ancient demons lurk in human society, not because they disdain power and wealth, but because they have greater plans or pursuits?"

"What must have happened this year, or what is about to happen, so those ancient monsters have surfaced."

Very keen. He didn't know the existence of fruits and had never entered the real temple of the temple. Just based on these clues, you can guess the general

He is worthy of being a president, and his IQ is definitely online.

"Maybe." Li Xianyu nodded, his face calm.

Baker Richardson stared at him and stared deeply. After a long time, he smiled and said, "The existence of the ancient demon is ultimately a factor affecting social stability for us humans. If there are any discoveries or progress, I hope to contact us and communicate information."

Li Xianyu smiled and said, "It must be."

Baker Richardson walked to the door, looked back, leaving a meaningful sentence: "This era belongs to us, right?"

Li Xianyu nodded slightly.

"Yeah, you have a firm position." Grandma Zu tsk twice: "Don't consider telling him the matter and win over an ally?"

"No, what the ancient demon desires is fruit. This matter cannot be leaked, absolutely cannot be. Especially the Super Powers Association cannot know about it." Li Xianyu shook his head.

Grandma Zu frowned.

"This saying that this era belongs to us can also be understood as: resources are ours, wealth is ours, and treasures are ours."

"Grandma Zu, the reason why the ancient demons stand on our opposite side is because they seek fruit."

"In other words, our enemy is not the ancient monster, but the person seeking fruit. It can be the ancient monster or human."

Grandma Zu was silent for a long time, scratched her head, with a rare serious expression: "After returning to China, go to the Lord of the Gods Palace, return the fruit to her, and draw a clear line with her."

"Aren't you forced yourself to do anything?" Li Xianyu rolled her eyes: "She is my sister. Even if the fruit is not on me, I will help her."

"Did you not listen to me?" Grandma Grandma looked straight into her great-grandson's eyes.

When did I hear you? Li Xianyu shrugged: "Anyway, my idea is settled."

She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "If you insist on your own, I will break off the relationship between you and your grandparents."

"Whatever!" Li Xianyu faced each other.

Being favored is always fearless.

Pa! Grandma Zu slapped her, and was stunned by her favorite great-grandson, covering her swollen face: "Grandma Zu, you hit me?"

"Since you know that the enemy is not just an ancient demon, do you know what you are facing?"

"It's the enemy of the whole world!" Grandma Zu glared at him viciously: "Boy who is not dry, do you know how heavy these four words are? Why do you think you can save the fruit? Why do you think you are the opponent of the ancient demon?"

"Why do you want to bring Sanwu Cuihua and me to bury your bullshit sister?"

Her smooth forehead was beating with blue veins: "I have died several times in the island country. Do you know that you have no idea? You have to face at least three ancient monsters, and each of them is not worse than the poison tail. Why do you play with them? The Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods also has to hide obediently. She pushed you out as a rake to attract the attention of the enemy? Do you know? Are you a fool?"

"You have confidence to hide the secret of fruit? Since you know that other human beings may also participate in the competition for fruit, where did you get the confidence that you can keep it? Do you have to kill the talents around you? "

"Everyone is the enemy of the world!" She suddenly moistened her pupils, with sadness and helplessness in her eyes:

"Your father refused to listen to my advice and insisted on taking it alone. What's the result? No one can be an enemy of the whole world. Your father can't do it, you can't do it, and the ancient demon can't do it."

Speaking of this, she begged in fear: "Li Xianyu, don't get involved in the battle between ancient demons and return the fruit to her. You are the only successor left in the Li family. You can't let me break my trust in my father. You can't let my 140-year effort be in vain."

"Just think" grandma's face turned red: "Just think you chose me."

Yesterday I dreamed that I traveled through parallel worlds, and then excitedly planned to take the entertainment route. Well, the sequelae left when I wrote "Sister". But in my dream, I found sadly that I couldn't even memorize the lyrics of a song and didn't know the score. I thought about copying movies, but I watched too many movies, but I couldn't remember the specific details of each movie, let alone writing scripts. I thought about copying, but I couldn't remember the specific content of Doupo, the sky, and it was very painful. Then I thought about thinking, I was a tragic writer, why did I copy others? Should I travel to parallel worlds or be a hard-working coder? I couldn't go through entertainment, and there was no hope for writing. I still remember the rise and fall of the stock market, but the parallel world did not travel past. I watched the beautiful heroines leave me and were taken away by others, so I woke up from my dream.

There is no doubt that this is a nightmare because it is too real. I learned from my dream a philosophy of life: live in the present!

Because no matter whether you travel through parallel worlds or return to ancient times, you will decline or decline.
Chapter completed!