"Sir Walker, please note that the inherited skills you obtain will be based on the first fused Inheritance Scroll.
No new skills will be added to subsequent inheritance parts.
Since you are using two inheritance components at the same time this time, please choose carefully."
The prompt tone of Ren Tu sounded in my ears.
Chen Jin is naturally very greedy for [Universe Sleeve]. He has everything in his sleeves and can take pictures of people. This is Zhen Yuanzi's famous stunt. He is top notch in both offense and defense.
However, his eyes finally fell on [One with the World].
He knows his own business. Although [Flesh of Vision] has given him extremely strong physical recovery capabilities, he still has fatal shortcomings when facing elemental attacks and soul damage.
[One with the World] can make Walker fit into one world, and can transfer all the damage and negative status suffered by itself to the surrounding environment through the earth's veins, which can perfectly make up for the shortcomings of Flesh of Vision.
If you had [One with the World] when you faced "Parting from Love" last time, you might have escaped disaster.
"Survival is everything, everything is for survival."
Without any more hesitation, Chen Jin's thoughts pointed to [Zhen Yuanzi's way·One with the World].
The direction was set, and an indescribable complex emotion surged into his heart, making him couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that I am going further and further on this road of "playing steadily, seeking to be invincible first".
Since Shennong Technique became his highest specialization, the skills he subsequently evolved have been involuntarily biased toward survival.
"The next Yanfu Event must find a way to sharpen his offensive expertise." He thought to himself.
At the same time, he also realized his lack of "secret enhancement".
Thinking of the Gu Huo Bird Li Yan who was able to break through the shells of Yanfu Fruit at the Ten Capitals level, as well as those fierce men like Cat General and Bai Ze, I am afraid they have accumulated dozens of secret enhancements.
Compared to this, I feel like a blank slate.
"Also, [Qiuniu Huqin] can't waste it. You have to sign up for a serious class to learn the huqin..."
To-do items appeared one after another, but he didn't feel anxious.
The road has to be walked step by step, and he plans to take this opportunity to calm himself down.
As his thoughts gradually calmed down, he opened a pot of Dong Lai Shun's [Six-Day Drunk] and drank it.
With the strong drink in his throat, and a hint of drunken satisfaction, he fell asleep, letting his consciousness sink into darkness.
Southwest University of Political Science and Law A certain lecture theater.
It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon. The setting sun filtered through the tall windows and cast a warm beam of light on the mostly empty seats.
The class was over, and the students either hurried away with their books in their arms, or gathered together in small groups to discuss the content of the class in low voices.
The soft sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground, and the gradually receding chatter and laughter echoed in the huge classroom.
Mixed with the smell of chalk dust that has not yet dissipated in the air.
Zhan Yuejin did not leave immediately.
He stood alone by the podium, holding a plain white disposable paper cup in his hand and sipping the warm water inside.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered as if talking to himself:
"As a student, I really didn't disappoint."
One day two months later, dusk was getting darker,
From a folk music teaching class deep in the old street in the west of the city, bursts of charming huqin sounds were heard.
The classroom is small and decorated in an antique style.
The air is filled with the mellow smell of pine and old wood.
Chen Jin was sitting by the window, frowning slightly, pressing and rubbing the strings with his fingers attentively.
He enrolled in a crash course for adults, and the teacher was an old gentleman with gray hair.
"Here, the wrist must be loose, the pitch must be accurate, and the pitch must be in mind first." The old gentleman corrected patiently.
Chen Jin nodded and tried again.
His learning ability is extremely strong, and his physical coordination is far beyond ordinary people. In two months, he has been able to play several famous songs.
Although it is still not comparable to Hu Qin and others, the concentration and speed of progress made the old man nod secretly.
The reason why he came here was naturally for the legendary quality [Qiuniu Huqin].
The dragon's son imprisons the ox, and the sex is good at music. The ability of this foreign object is obviously closely related to the performance level.
Just when he was immersed in the melody of <Baling Dream> and tried hard to adjust the strength of his fingertips...
"Sir Walker, please note that you are about to open Yanfu Event."
Without warning, the prompt Ren Tu rang directly in his ears.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
"The new Yanfu Event will be opened in 12 hours. Please deal with practical matters as soon as possible and be ready to enter."
"Chen Jin? What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" The old gentleman noticed that he stopped suddenly and asked with concern.
Chen Jin came back to his senses, with a slightly apologetic smile on his face, "It's okay, teacher, I just suddenly thought of something urgent at work, and I may need to go back in advance to deal with it."
He stood up and carefully put the huqin into its case, his movements neither quick nor slow, no different from usual.
"Let's stop here for today's class. Thank you teacher for your guidance."
After bidding farewell to the old gentleman, Chen Jin walked out of the teaching class carrying the piano case.
He stood on the side of the street, looking at the brilliant but ordinary city night scene in front of him, and took a gentle breath.
"The big adventure is about to begin again."
The beautiful scenery in Sichuan is admired by Qingcheng.
Among the mountains, there is a deep valley, which is shrouded in milky white smoke transformed by spiritual energy all year round.
There is a cold pool in the center of the valley. The water is clear and green, and the shadows are still like jade.
At this moment, a huge snow-white python is coiling on the rocks in the center of the pond, and a Yuan Dan, which is flowing with the clear brilliance of the moonlight, rises and falls in the clouds and mist as it breathes in and out.
The sky and the earth are dark, and everything is silent.
Only thick clouds surged across the sky like ink, swallowing up the moonlight and starlight.
Suddenly, a pale electric light split the clouds, illuminating the giant python entrenched on the top of the mountain.
The thunder was like a nail forged in the Heavenly Palace, brutally penetrating the bright pearl.
Every impact produced a sharp sound like glass bursting into thousands of petals, and the spiritual mist rising from the pool was torn into spiderweb-like strands.
The gaps between the thunder tribulations gradually shortened, and finally condensed into an endless roar.
The electric light accumulated in the clouds gradually turned red gold, as if a god was holding a thunder hammer and running over the cloud carpet.
When the last bolt of thunder penetrated the Yuan Dan, the sky and the earth were pale!
The strong light dissipated, and after Yuan Dan absorbed the thunder, it became radiant at this moment.
The white python jumped up and swallowed the Yuan Dan into its belly.
This disaster is finally over.
With the joy of rebirth, she slowly wrapped herself around the rugged green rocks beside the pool.
She began to tighten her body, as if she wanted to squeeze all the strength, all the past, and all the shackles of animality into the hard rock.
"Tsk-"
There was a clear sound, and a thin crack opened in the snake skin from under the white horn crown on his forehead.
It winds and twists, scraping against the edges of the rocks.
The huge snake slough slowly slid down along the texture of the rock, and was finally stacked at the bottom of the rock.
When she coiled and exerted her strength for the last time, completely breaking free from the shed old body, and jumping down from the top of the rock, what crossed the air was no longer the shadow of a snake, but a perfect human shape.
You tap your toes lightly on the water, causing ripples to ripple slightly.
She stood by the lake, not even a hair naked, with a graceful figure and a skin as radiant as snow.
She lowered her head and curiously examined the strange face reflected in the water, her fingertips brushed through the waterfall of black hair.
A faint and beautiful smile quietly bloomed at the corner of her lips.
With a slight thought in my mind, the pure white snake sloughed under the rock rose up without wind, turned into little crystal lights, and was soon woven into a white and elegant dress that came out of the dust. It was gently put on its body, with wide sleeves and flowing immortality, unstained by the world.
Thousands and seven hundred years of calamity have passed, the snake body has shed its body and the human form has been formed.
At this moment, she is not far away from becoming an immortal.