"I worked as a barber. I spent two years collecting the prisoners' beards and hair, braiding them into a rope, and escaping from the cliff." As I said that, I pointed at Steel Teeth and said to Xuan Qi with my hard tongue: "Do you know why he is called Steel Teeth?" He said without paying attention to Xuan Qi and said to himself: "That's because he was grabbed into Guantanamo. In order to force him to confess, Miko deliberately pulled out all his teeth, but he didn't say anything..."

Xuan Qi gradually fell silent, listening to the beard and telling the stories of his brothers coldly. They are all heroes, all heroes who have only been healthy for three years, and all heroes who are about to be hung on the wall. Xuan Qi's chest was almost blown up, and the old man was also indignant and said, "Help them not to let the passionate man's heart be cold."

Xuan Qi nodded heavily and said loudly: "I have to take care of your affairs."

And the seemingly drunk and cute beard flashed with a hint of joy in his eyes. Although he was drunk, he was not confused.

Life is just a bastard, torturing a man who seems to be Lu Han, and complaining when he starts to get drunk is actually a disguised preparation. When Xuan Qi finds out that the time is over, everything is too late. He has already shouldered the future of these seventeen men.

Fortunately, Xuan Qi doesn’t care about expenses. In this omnipotent money society, as long as you have money, you can do things that others cannot.

Xuan Qi reached out and knocked his eyebrows, hinting at the old man: "What should he pass it on to them?"

"Teaching some basic skills first, letting them breathe first." The old man was not confused in his ecstasy. The Xuanmen recruited disciples more rigorously than any sect. It was necessary to test the disciple's roots and bones, and then take a few years to test his mind and nature, confirming that the other party is peaceful and will not do evil, then he can only be taken back to the sect after he has completed his or her own mind and is not a crime.

Moreover, Lao Teng is now in a changing era. Before Xuan Qi does not have the true qi liquid, he is just a guy who is stronger than ordinary people. He will die if he shoots a gun on the forehead, so Lao Teng is unprecedentedly cautious.

After Xuan Qi nodded, he wrote the entry-level exercise under the guidance of the elder brother. This exercise is a basic exercise. It can be used as a bayonet team to take care of their bodies first, because they all started too late and had passed the best age for practice. Some of them even had married and had children to break the original yang. In addition, they had overdrawn their potential, so they first consolidated their foundation and cultivated their primordials and used medicinal materials for a year and a half.

Xuan Qi used the art of qi recognition to look at his beard and found that the black dead energy wrapped around his body had been exhausted.

"Since the superiors want you to Guangrong, you should find a place to settle down first." Xuan Qi suddenly remembered the Siberian Training Camp in his head. This infamous training camp had been destroyed four years ago. Xuan Qi was wondering if he should also set up a training camp and then continuously deliver security forces.

The beard seemed to feel Xuan Qi's thoughts, and opened the military map with him and said: "At the junction of Kazakhstan, China, and Tsarist Russia, there is a Gobi Desert, and there is a small village called Tengda, which is a three-no-door area. There are bandits and fugitives who escaped from the three countries. We plan to go there to float and raise our bodies. At the same time, we build a training camp to recruit some men."

Beard also knew that there was something wrong with his body. He used to not sleep for three days and three nights, carrying all his equipment to chase the enemy for thousands of miles, but now he can't do it anymore. He just ran a few steps and felt his breathing was not smooth. He could obviously feel his energy, as if he was burning to a hundred degrees of iron plate, which was declining at one point.

"Then go there first. It will take about half a year for you to take good care of your health. I will go to you in half a year." Xuan Qi said as he took out 100,000 yuan in cash. He came in too hurry and didn't bring too much money. Then he wrote a prescription and handed it to his beard, instructing him: "Follow this formula and buy some large wooden barrels. Soak it for half an hour every morning and evening. A pair of medicine can be soaked for seven days. Don't reduce the efficacy of the medicine to save money. Remember to buy more medicinal materials to be prepared for any trouble."

The beard focuses on the head, knowing that there is no tolerance for a child's love at this time. After leaving a special contact information, seventeen men disappeared like ghosts in the vast crowd.

Xuan Qi also boarded the plane back to the capital, sat in the cabin and looked at the vast land. Xuan Qi was filled with emotion for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Is there really a sword immortal in this world? Flying with swords, killing generals and catching flags thousands of miles away?"

The old man nodded and said, "There were such people before, but at that time, the earth was full of spiritual energy, so all kinds of Tongxuan monks emerged one after another, and all schools of thought shone together. Now that the earth is lacking spiritual energy, humans have developed scientific and technological weapons. Just ordinary guns can kill the young monks and kill them in the bud. The entire Xuanmen Xuan Cultivation is like a castrated species, and one generation is even worse than the other. Even the Xuanmen Authentic Xuanmen passed down from your Xuan family almost cut off the inheritance."

Xuan Qi nodded silently, Yes, the earth has entered the Dharma-Ending Age. Is there still a need for Xuanmen Xuan Cultivation to exist?

The old man seemed to know that Xuan Qi was in a low mood and whispered: "In this world, as long as anything exists, there is a certain rationality. Now he has classified the magic Xuanmen into the supernatural category and studied it with superpower topics. Do you think the Xuanmen Xuanshu is necessary to exist?"

Hearing the old man say this, Xuan Qi's doubts were also relieved. As the plane dived down, Xuan Qi also stared at the gradually enlarged ground building below. It was reasonable to exist. Since it was reasonable, he had such an opportunity, and had the responsibility and obligation to carry forward all of this. For a moment, Xuan Qi's heart was stable.

The plane landed at the capital airport, and Xuanqi returned to the small courtyard in Beiqingshui Wooden Garden, sat cross-legged on the futon, and began to think about the gains and losses of going to Xinjiang Province this time. Those who practice Taoism should examine themselves three times. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is no great benefit.

As he thought about it, Xuan Qi picked up another iron drill, wrapped it with a qi technique, threw it out hard, and with a whoosh, the iron drill broke through the air and stabbed it on the rockery in the pool, sparking everywhere, piercing into three inches.

"The effective attack radius is about 30 meters." Xuan Qi remembered it in mind. He took action a few days ago and relied on his hasty action. Xuan Qi did not know what his attack radius was and how powerful it was.

"If you really want to cultivate your natal flying sword, I can teach you it, but after your true qi is transformed into liquid. Moreover, your natal flying sword requires heavenly and earth treasures. Now the spiritual energy on the earth is scarce, so it is not easy to create a suitable flying sword." Lao Feng started talking about his nature and said to Xuan Qi: "The monk of Xuanmen, the Three Thousand Great Ways, as long as you can hold your heart, whether it is practicing sword or self-cultivation, you can eventually break the void. The sword cultivator is powerful, but it only relies on a natal flying sword. If you practice the dragon transformation, your body will eventually become as hard as iron..."

Hearing the old chariot, he criticized other monks and practice methods, and in the end he only left the strongest cultivation method in the universe, the dragon transformation. He even said confidently: "In the universe, do you know what matter is the hardest? I can tell you, that is, your body is practicing as hard as a turtle shell. Others can't defeat you at all, so you will be invincible..."

Never discuss the hardness of the turtle shell with an old turtle who is stubborn. He will use a large number of words to reduce your IQ to the same high as him, and then completely defeat you with rich experience. So in this case, Xuan Qi silly shut his mouth, then silently sits cross-legged on the cushion, and runs the dragon to become sedate. Tomorrow is a good weather, and the first class in the Peking University and Qing Dynasty is about to be staged.

Sitting in the bright classroom, Xuan Qi felt that time seemed to be misaligned, and returned to another time and space, and back to another life. Xuan Qi, who failed the college entrance examination and was weak and sick, curled up in the classroom of a third-rate university with the smell of medicine on his body, and Xuan Qi was still silent when his grandfather left, so inconspicuous, sitting in the corner. There were classmates who could not hide and looked disgusted. Xuan Qi's body smelled too bad.

Now Xuan Qi is sitting in the center of the first row, originally a top student, holding the title of top scorer in the national college entrance examination. He practiced the dragon and transformed himself into a completely different person. Not only does he have no medicinal smell, his skin is as white as jade, and his fragrance is gloomy. This is the sixth time that his deskmate Hua Yiyi peeks at Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi's life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and these are just the first step to change his fate against the will of heaven. The old man said right. The dragon transformation is indeed the most powerful defensive technique in the world, but the young man who changed his fate against the will of heaven will not only defend, but also takes the initiative to attack and forge a flying sword of his own natal. In his previous life, he was timid for too long, curled up in a group for too long, and wandered outside the center of the world for too long. Xuan Qi had to fight in this life. Only attack is the best defense, only stretching can prove his existence, and only brightness can have the value of living.

The classroom door opened from outside, Deng Heli, wearing a brand new suit, walked into the classroom, and gave a thrilling lecture on the first lesson of the Computer Department of Peking and Qing Dynasties.

"Students, you are all beautiful girls in the world, computer leaders selected from various provinces and cities. They all have come into contact with computers. Now I will teach you computer programming. Please open the fifth page of the textbook. The course we are going to get started today is computer language..."

Xuan Qi sat down and listened. Deng Heli was knowledgeable and had a profound understanding of computer science. Some theoretical knowledge was easy to understand, which made people involuntarily addicted to it.

Xuan Qi's brain was developed by Xuan Shu. With Deng Heli's explanation, Xuan Qi seemed to be in the context of the entire book. With the proud memory and the knowledge he had learned from later generations, and then based on the confirmation in the book, Xuan Qi knew about it and read the whole book in a short while, and the knowledge was imprinted in his mind, and he still felt unsatisfied.

This is a computer professional course. According to the progress of teaching in Peking and Qing dynasties, a total of six books will be distributed from freshman year to junior year. That is to say, Xuan Qi spent half of the class to put the knowledge of the whole book into his mind.

For a moment, happiness came too suddenly, which made Xuan Qi panic and said blankly: "What's wrong with me?"

The old man gloated: "In the words of the scientist Einstein a few days ago, the human brain has only used three percent. And when you practice the dragon transformation and open the ancestral orifice, it is equivalent to developing the brain to ten percent. This is an amazing achievement. Some people only develop ten percent in their entire lives, but look at them, which one is not a great scientist who has been famous in history."

"So that's how it is?" Xuan Qi breathed out, as long as it was not a bad thing.
Chapter completed!