Chapter 336 Master-Apprentice Dialogue (recommendation ticket 87,000 plus more)

   "One good and one evil, one master once. I want to see whether the true Zhong Kui's ghost-eating technique is powerful, or the evil version of ghost-eating technique promoted by Judge Lu and the Bullhead Ghost King is more suitable."

"Although Judge Lu did not intend to pass on the 'orthodox' Zhong Kui's ghost-eating technique to the weird world, I have used another method to promote its appearance and arrival, and even some changes can be derived. Ghost General and Chu Yuanxiao is a relatively special attempt, if it succeeds, the extraordinary way of this strange world will be separated sooner, and it will become more comprehensive and have more practical significance for the single attribute of the underworld."

   "It only takes time to manage, those monks, those aborigines in the strange world, will definitely bring me surprises." Ke Xiaoliang stood at the gate of Ganquan Palace, waiting for the guests to come.

  The food and wine have been set up in the hall.

  Of course, these are decorations, maybe no one will use chopsticks today.

  The food and drinks are already cold, the waiting time is a little longer than Ke Xiaoliang expected.

  In the afterglow of the sun, when it was about to completely cross the cloud and land on the other side of the mountain of corpses, Song Qingwen came with the gift box.

"At the beginning when you were a teacher, you gave me a talisman. Now I have returned two gifts to you as a teacher! You are a disciple... you are incompetent!" Song Qingwen walked past Ke Xiaoliang , then grandly sat on the main seat, placed the gift box on the right side, then pointed to Ke Xiaoliang with his finger and said.

  Ke Xiaoliang smiled and asked Song Qingwen: "Young lady's mouth is hard?"

Song Qingwen didn't care about Ke Xiaoliang's avoidance of the previous topic, but replied: "Of course it's very hard, and he was cursed by the root of his tongue. There is also a seal in the sea of ​​consciousness to guard against soul searching, and there is also a rebirth talisman. Once the body dies, it will be reborn immediately. It can be said that the preparations are very comprehensive. He is a dead man, but his mouth was pried away by his subordinates. The methods of our Demon Sect cannot be underestimated!"

Ke Xiaoliang smiled slightly, he didn't care about the meaning of Song Qingwen's words, and didn't think about whether it was weird to say such words in Song Qingwen's capacity, but questioned: "It doesn't sound like a righteous method. .”

Song Qingwen sneered, then swept the table with his sleeve, dipped some oily meat with his chopsticks, tasted it in his mouth, then put down his chopsticks and frowned and said, "Don't doubt, this is the right way. You have seen it before." In this world, righteousness and evil can refer to skills, behavior, and the evaluation of a sect and a monk, but it can never represent the whole. "

   "By the way... I remember, last time I assigned homework to you, how did you do?"

   "Have you figured out the difference between electromagnetism and metamagnetism?"

  Song Qingwen's topic jumped quickly, and it seemed that she didn't want to go straight to the topic.

  Or maybe, he is carrying on his theme, but it is not obvious, there is no trace.

"Electromagnetism is electromagnetism, and primordial magnetism is primordial magnetism. Electromagnetism is force, primordial magnetism is Qi, and Qi can be united with force, but Qi can't be force, and force can't be Qi, that's all." Ke Xiaoliang stated simply , There is no atmosphere of academic reporting at all.

  For Ke Xiaoliang, electromagnetism is materialism, and Yuanmagnetism is idealism.

  Everyone has electricity and a magnetic field, and everyone has vitality, but the two cannot be confused.

   Force the two into one, and mix and match.

  Although it is not impossible, it is easier to not stick at both ends.

  Of course, this is also Ke Xiaoliang’s view as the ‘Day of Heaven’.

  He has enough confidence to maintain his purity. Then look at everything in the universe with a more pure and natural attitude, and finally analyze the true meaning and truth of everything.

   And for more people, if it is easier and more beneficial to mix... why not do it?

  The true ultimate peak will always belong to only a very few people.

   It is already extremely difficult to have the opportunity to take a look at the scenery below the peak.

   "Okay! You understand it very thoroughly. I thought you would go astray." Song Qingwen's words seemed to be a pun.

  Ke Xiaoliang didn't respond at all.

   To deal with a smart person like Song Qingwen, it is necessary to disclose as little information as possible.

  Because the more information there is, the more likely the other party is to determine certain truths.

  Song Qingwen put down his chopsticks, and casually opened the box on the right.

  Inside the box is a jug with a slender end and a rounded elliptical body. It looks like a strange container made of metal.

  The copper-colored container is engraved with strange patterns.

   Occasionally emits an odd and sinister gleam.

  Several **** symbols are extremely dazzling, disgusting, and want to destroy them.

   "The Desire Control Pot of the Extreme Yin Gate, I thought it would have been destroyed with the destruction of the Extreme Yin Gate, but I didn't expect it to exist."

   "However... it's normal to say that the Jiyin Gate was destroyed by Zhenwuzong, so it's only natural for them to have this magic weapon." Song Qingwen scratched the body of the pot with his fingers.

The strange thing is that, when Song Qingwen's fingertips swipe across the metal desire control pot, crystal dew seeps out, not only that, but also seems to be extremely soft, wriggling like flesh and blood, and like a living thing .

At this moment, Ke Xiaoliang seemed to have suddenly realized: "No wonder she despises herself so much and also wants to seduce me. It turns out that the desire control pot has been integrated into her body. If I have a good relationship with her, this pot will control my spirit. I will become her puppet and be used by her. I really can't see blood, see art, see swords, but can harm people invisible!"

  Ke Xiaoliang said this, but he didn't have too many emotional fluctuations.

  Cultivators are not warriors, and although they are not uncommon, they are very few. Even those sword cultivators who like toughness mostly use flying sword methods, and what they pay attention to is flying up to the nine clouds with one sword, thousands of miles away, and forcibly taking heads.

   There is still a difference between a head-on confrontation with a warrior and a face-to-face fight for life and death.

   Therefore, for monks, more often than not, the competition is knowledge, insight, means, and accumulation. They often blow snow to kill people, draw talismans to control souls, and kill a person with a curse thousands of miles away. This is also why it is difficult to divide the strength of a monk by the level of his realm. A well-prepared Foundation Establishment who is good at forming formations and a Golden Core who can only be reckless and practice, who is stronger? Let's fight, who kills whom?

  Using age to judge the strength of a monk is a good means of evidence and judgment.

   After all, the longer you live, the longer you live, the more ways you know, and the more knowledgeable you are.

  People should increase their crisis awareness along with the change of identity.

   When returning one is worthless, you can be careless, after all, no one cared at that time, and few people would spend all their time to deal with an unknown person.

  But if a single word or deed is enough to affect the pattern of the world, then it would be foolish to think that you are just a small person, don't care about your own words and deeds, and don't guard against possible sneak attacks and plots.

  Ke Xiaoliang is lucky, he is not too stupid.

  So he stayed away from the 'benefits' delivered to his door.

  Otherwise, it is unfortunate that he has been conspired against, because his hidden identity is strong, and no matter how many cards he has... I'm afraid it won't help.

   There is one more chapter, wait a minute!

   Today's weather is too cold, I don't turn on the air conditioner, my hands are cold, and I turn on the air conditioner to blow, and my head feels dizzy and drowsy... It's too difficult!

   Simply, it's the fourth update of today!

   One more update and it's over!

come on!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)