The big guys seem to have a common personality that likes to use peerless magical skills to cushion the legs on the table.

It is precisely because of this that in many books, a big man will pick up the broken book under the legs of the table and throw it to the protagonist. When the protagonist opens it, he will see that it is a scene of a peerless magical skill.

Tang Sanzang has seen such a plot more than once in the film, and even scolded several authors for plagiarizing dogs.

The author is very aggrieved when he scolds him. If you really copy it, you will scold him. The problem is that using peerless magical skills to cushion the legs of the table, isn’t it the tradition that the big guys have?

If you want to trace this upwards, you have to go back to the extremely long literary era. At that time, the big guys did not have more combat power than their cultivation, but only had more age and books than their age.

I lived to be sixty-nine years old, I have written ninety-six printed books, and I have been in the writing industry for nine years.

You are only eighteen years old this year, and you wrote such a broken book. Even though you have won the 96 books of me, I have failed.

But it's useless. We don't look at our cultivation and combat power. We compare our age and books.

I was 69 years old and you were 18 years old. I was 96 miserable books, and I was 90% lost. I was 69 years old and you were 69 years old and you were 7 years old and you were 7 years old.

Two pks, you were completely blown by me.

So sorry, I will use your Book of Conquest of Gods to cushion the corner of the table.

This is the origin of the boss using peerless magical skills to cushion the corners of the table.

Later, the literary era reached its mid-term and developed to its most prosperous stage, which could be at its peak.

Of course, let’s not talk about the fact that prosperity will lead to decline.

Speaking of this period, the trends among the big guys have been different again.

The big guys no longer show off their age and no longer force themselves to write too many books.

The big guys began to be humble, and humility changed from the virtue of a scholar to the virtue of a writer.

Of course, at that time, scholars must also be scholars, otherwise they would not be able to play around.

At that time, in order to show his humility, the books that the big guys used to pad their table legs changed from the spoils of magical skills obtained after defeating others to the spoils of magical skills created by themselves.

When the big guys gathered, the big guy a said to the big guy b, "Old b, I heard that you recently published another book. I know that I have to buy one to study and learn, and learn from your avenue."

The boss smiled humbly and quickly took out his masterpiece and went upstairs, "You have been awarded for me, but I'm just a book of my work. I know you'll come today, so I specially brought one with you.

You're welcome, it's very useful to take it home and put the legs on the table."

b said politely, "You are humble, I will read your masterpiece."

a said, "I've won the award, and I've won the award, which is a clumsy work that cushions the legs of the table, which is not as good as your masterpiece."

The two of them blew each other up in business, regardless of whether they wanted each other to take a breath and get a cramp in their stomach to death, but they were always peaceful on the surface.

At that time, there were few open battles between the big guys, and even if they were competing, they would be in secret.

For example, Big Boss B said that he would carefully comprehend the masterpiece of Big Boss A. When he got home, he turned around and put the legs on the table.

On the way back, Big Boss A bought a book of Big Boss B's work, and after returning home, he stuffed it under the legs of his own table.

This is the development stage when the boss uses peerless magical skills to cushion the legs of the table.

Later, the literary era was in its peak and decline, and the big shots fell one after another. The rising stars summarized the experience of the big shots' fall. After learning from the pain, they would no longer use other people's peerless magical skills to cushion the table.

In order to show their humility and to prove that they are famous and not arrogant, the big guys will take one of their own books under the legs of the table after publishing the book, and show their humility with practical actions

What kind of peerless magical skills are just a clumsy way to cushion the legs of the table, and they are all raised by people outside.

So

It has been passed down from generation to generation that the big guys are accustomed to using peerless magical skills to pad their legs on the table.

Despite the cycle of epochs, literary epochs have long become the past. Now the world of cultivation is competing with cultivation, combat power and background.

But the big guy's habit of using peerless magical skills to pad the legs of the table has never changed.

It seems that only the position under the legs of the boss’s desk can show the qualities of a peerless magical skill.

but

Tang Sizang also had a question in his mind why so many big shots had uneven legs on the tables at home?

As a big boss, are you that poor?

Is it that difficult to buy a table that is as long as four legs?

I can only say that you don’t guess what the boss thinks.

After tracing back to the origin of the world, putting facts and reasoning, and using legends from generation to generation of bigwigs to prove that using peerless magical skills to pad the table legs is the boss' affirmation of peerless magical skills, Tang Sizang discovered that the eyes of the three people in front of him were finally no longer so resentful.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and Tang Sizang concluded, "So, being able to be placed under the legs of the table by the boss is definitely the highest evaluation of a peerless magical skill."

Three people: ""

What you said seems to make sense. Being able to plaster the legs of the table by the boss seems to be a positive and highest evaluation, and it is the highest treatment only for peerless magical skills.

But

The question is, is your master really a big shot at that level?

The three of them endured this question for a long time, but they still didn't dare to ask.

After all, two people are asking for help from others now, and the Buddhist son regards his master as a legendary Buddhist master because of the identity of Monk Sizang of Tang.

After all, being able to cultivate such a Buddhist master who is suspected to be of such a good name is at least an old Tathagata?

"Amitabha,"

Taking all the expressions of the three of them, Tang Sizang Xuan yelled the Buddha's name.

"The discussion on whether the "Daoxin Demon" is worth using it to placate the table. Let's discuss it later.

The important issue now is the injury of this female donor, and it seems that "The Demonic Decision of the Heart of the Tao" is needed."

When Tang Jun and Lu Yaoyao heard this, their faces tightened.

"master"

Tang Sizang smiled and shook his head, "Let me finish my words."

"This "Dao Heart Demon Skill was created specifically for the Taoist couple of the female senior, and the person who is most suitable for practicing must be that female senior.

Although others can practice it, the effect is definitely not as effective as the female senior.

Especially the Dao Heart is the Dao Heart, the focus is on the Dao Heart.

That female senior is a master of Taoism, so she naturally meets the conditions for Taoism.

But female donor, you are not a Taoist sect, but a descendant of the Sword Sect.

Therefore, even if the monk handed over the Taoist demonic decree, the female donor may not be able to successfully practice.

If you succeed in practicing, you may not necessarily be able to reverse life and death like that female senior."

Listening to Tang Sizang's words, Tang Jun's expression became tighter again.

Because he also felt that what Tang Sizang said was very reasonable.

"What's the idea for the master?"

"Don't be anxious."

Tang Sizang smiled, "Since I proposed "The Demon of the Heart of Tao", I have naturally thought of a solution."

"master"

Tang Sizang interrupted Tang Jun, "Different conditions require different treatments, and this technique must vary from person to person. "The Demon of the Heart of Tao" is not suitable for female donors, but I think the principles are all the same.

We have "The Demons of the Heart of Tao", and as long as we carefully comprehend and use it to compare, we should create a technique suitable for this female donor, it should not be impossible."

Tang Jun's face was happy and heard Tang Sizang say again.

"It's just that the female senior was a master of Taoism, and her Dao couple was even the demon son of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Combined with the strengths of both parties, we created this "Daoxin Cultivation Demon". Although we now have "Daoxin Cultivation Demon" for reference, it is still a bit too difficult to directly create a suitable technique based on the explanation in "Daoxin Cultivation Demon".

After all, different changes are needed depending on different situations.

The magical methods recorded in the Daoxin Demon are only suitable for the Daoxin Demon. If the people of the Sword Sect have to make corresponding changes based on their own martial arts attributes."

Tang Jun nodded, "Yes, my senior sister and I have learned all the true teachings of the Sword Sect, but the magical method."

Tang Jun's heart that had already risen with hope sank again.

There is a sword sect but no demonic Taoism. Even if there is a Taoist heart as a reference, the hope is still slim.

"So, if you can get help from someone who is proficient in the magical methods, it may be much easier to create new skills."

Demonic Way.

Things eventually returned to the devil's path.

Subconsciously turned his head and looked at the Buddha's son, Tang Jun's eyes were a bit strange.

"Um?"

Tang Sizang had a curious face, "When talking about the magic, Jianzi looked at the Buddhist son, what is the secret behind it?"

Tang Jun just looked at the Buddha's son and didn't speak.

The Buddha smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's no secret. I think many of the senior officials of the Nine Sects have already known it, and I have nothing to hide."
To be continued...