"Labour and management quit!"

Zhao Yi was once a martial emperor somehow. After being arranged like this, he was a little unhappy at first. When he lifted his palm, he broke the stick into two forcibly!

At this moment, it seemed that the entire desert world had begun to solidify.

"It turned out to be!"

Zhao Yi passed the test by accident, and the body he wanted to disappear also recovered. At the same time, the endless desert was twisted strangely. In the end it becomes a series of continuous mountains.

And among the continuous mountains, a stalwart figure was sitting on a high mountain. Just sitting, Zhao Yi felt a constant pressure emanating from him.

"Congratulations to those who are destined to pass the assessment of this emperor. Only when you learn to abandon something as important can you truly grow."

The stalwart figure is the Great Demon Stick. He raised his eyes and seemed to be watching Zhao Yi, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth.

"The magic stick technique was created by the emperor throughout his life. There are ninety-nine eighty-one styles. Each style contains powerful power. If you can learn all the eighty-one styles, even the strong of the martial sage realm can be killed. ."

"This martial art is suitable for Wu Huang and Wu Zun to practice."

The hoarse voice of the Great Demon Stick made Zhao Yi's brows uncontrollably raised. He knew that this stick technique was powerful, but he didn't expect to be able to leap two great realms.

This is almost comparable to the skills sent by the system.

"I will only use the next stick technique once. As for whether I can remember it, it depends on your good fortune."

After the Great Demon Stick finished speaking, he lifted his palm lightly, and a wooden stick immediately appeared in his palm.

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes, tightly locking in every movement of the Great Magic Stick.

The emperor of the magic stick grasped the wooden stick, and displayed a series of mysterious stick techniques at this time. Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes, and remembered every route and trajectory of his stick technique deeply in his mind.

"Huh!"

Zhao Yi's handprint changed slightly, and the Xutian Demon Pillar immediately appeared in his hand, and began to imitate the movements of the Great Demon Stick.

Zhao Yi might still be able to keep up with the sticking technique at the beginning, but Zhao Yi couldn't digest the mystery of the latter for a while, so he could only stop his hand movements and observe quietly.

One move, one move, seems simple and ordinary, but in fact it contains special power. When the last stick technique of the Great Demon Stick was cast, the stick shadow swept across and slashed fiercely in the endless mountains. .

"Boom!"

As if the whole world was trembling here. The endless peaks were actually destroyed under the stick of the Great Demon Stick!

"So strong!"

Zhao Yi saw the barren ground and swallowed secretly. Is this the true power of this stick method?

"This is the stick method created by the emperor. I hope that those who are predestined can pass on the stick method to this emperor, so that this stick method will not be dusted."

The Great Demon Stick looked at Zhao Yi and said slowly, then, as if he had completed his mission, his whole body began to become illusory at this time, and finally disappeared without a trace in the wind.

The Great Magic Stick disappeared. There was no power to maintain this space, and he began to twist strangely, and finally Zhao Yi's body was forced out.

When Zhao Yi opened his eyes again, he had already returned to his room.

"The magic stick method!"

The stick technique has been obtained, and Zhao Yi has already begun to practice eagerly.

The training time passed quickly. After the day and night turned, Zhao Yi's closed dark eyes opened again, and their light flashed.

"It's extremely easy to learn the magic stick technique this day, but it is not so easy to understand the stick meaning in it."

Swordsmanship has sword intent. Although there are few practitioners who use sticks, they also have the stick meaning!

Zhao Yi murmured softly, he had practiced the eighteenth pose for only one day, and it was far away from the eighty-one pose.

Immediately afterwards, a scent of porridge came from outside, and Zhao Yi remembered that it was already daytime.

Zhao Yi and the three daughters were eating breakfast. Ye Lingyao's abnormal silence did not attract his attention. He had been thinking about the cultivation method behind the magic stick technique, thus breaking through the bottleneck.

After breakfast, as usual, I came to Yunlan University to attend classes.

"Zhao Yi, an archaeological expert came to our class to give a lecture today, please accompany me to the expert to get props."

Ye Lingyao walked out of the classroom office, apparently receiving a learning task. Seeing Zhao Yi who was in a daze, he couldn't help but yell.

"Just a few props, you can go alone."

Zhao Yi had been thinking of ways to break through the bottleneck of the Heavenly Demon Stick Technique, but was suddenly interrupted by Ye Lingyao, his thoughts were completely broken, and he said with a little emotion.

"Oh……"

Ye Lingyao's eyes darkened, did he really like her in the dream?

Ye Lingyao didn't get angry as usual, but walked away quickly.

"Zhao Yi, what happened to you and her, did something happen to you?"

Wu Ming is usually carefree, but in fact he is very careful. Seeing Ye Lingyao's abnormality today, Wu Ming couldn't help approaching Zhao Yi and winking at him.

"Who?" Zhao Yi was taken aback.

"Of course it is Ye Lingyao! Zhao Yi, do I need to help you chase her back!"

Wu Ming suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Zhao Yi in an unbelievable way, and immediately volunteered.

"Don't worry, she and I have nothing to do. You should review and review more now. Last semester you were the tail of the crane again."

Zhao Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes. Punch Wu Ming's transcript straight.

"Oh! You don't know I'm stupid, no one is with me at the tail of the crane, how lonely it is!"

Wu Ming said pitifully, as if he had been wronged.

Zhao Yi shrugged, too lazy to pay attention to him, and continued to practice stick skills.

"Hey, hello everyone, I am an expert in the Department of Archaeology. Fortunately to come to this class to give a lecture, you can call me Teacher Gu..."

By the time of class, an old man slowly walked to the podium, with various antiquities placed beside him. Attractive eyeballs.

Immediately, the teacher Gu talked about most of the content in the class, and slowly looked at the antique on the podium.

"These are the antiquities that were lucky enough to be excavated in the ancient tombs, but there are real or fake antiquities. I don't know which classmate came up to identify them?"

Teacher Gu said with a smile, and immediately picked up a piece of jade. It looked transparent but was blood red. Its color is unpredictable.

After Mr. Gu finished speaking, he immediately glanced around in the classroom, and suddenly saw Zhao Yi sitting on his seat in a daze, and his old face suddenly showed a hint of displeasure.

What he hates most is that students are distracted in his class. The topics he talked about were broad and profound, and many people couldn't listen to his lectures.

"This classmate, it's up to you to say that he is real and fake, probably in what year was unearthed."

Teacher Gu slowly walked to Zhao Yi's side and stopped the latter, which was obviously embarrassing him and warned the classmates around him not to be distracted in class.

"amount……"

Zhao Yi was stopped by Teacher Gu, and had to recover from his cultivation state, and looked at Teacher Gu blankly.

"Huh! Another thorny student!"

Seeing Zhao Yi pretending to be stupid, he snorted in his heart, deliberately, and repeated the question just now.

The students around were gloating at Zhao Yi.

"Teacher Gu, the stone in your hand is not unearthed, it is fake."

Only then did Zhao Yi come back to his senses, and he broke the secret in a single word. After all, although the stone has a somewhat ancient aura, forgery is a forgery, and Zhao Yi's eyesight can still tell.

"luck!"

Seeing Zhao Yi guessed right, Teacher Gu could only attribute it to luck.

"Then you can tell if this cultural relic is real or fake?"

Afterwards, Teacher Gu took out another porcelain bottle and shook it in front of Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi stared at the porcelain bottle closely. Inside the porcelain bottle, there seemed to be a certain force, quietly rising in it, extremely mysterious.