Chapter 5 Zhao's Invincible Fortune Art
"Ah, I understand..." After the old man said that, the mist covering Zhao Feiyu's face slowly dissipated and there was no sound.
"Hey, I'm not old man, tell me what trick you saw." Zhao Feiyu shouted quickly, "I have to know whether I can practice this mental method!"
But the gray mist didn't respond to Zhao Feiyu.
"Old man, if you don't answer me, then I will practice according to what is written on this piece of paper!"
As soon as Zhao Feiyu finished speaking, the paper talisman in his hand instantly turned into ashes and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.
Zhao Feiyu was speechless for a while, but there was nothing he could do.
Just as Zhao Feiyu sighed softly, he suddenly saw a figure appearing beside him out of the corner of his eye.
That figure was clearly Dr. Guo who helped him not long ago.
"Congratulations to the young master for being safe and sound and getting rid of the threat of death. He has even successfully touched the threshold of cultivation and is about to embark on the path of cultivation."
"Young Master please practice that mental method as soon as possible. If you don't practice according to that mental method, you will die violently in a short time, because only that mental method can guide the power of the Pulse Casting Pill in your body."
"Without the guidance and restraint of that mental method, the power in your body will be like a horse without a bridle, and you will eventually end up destroyed."
Before Zhao Feiyu could react, the figure of Miracle Doctor Guo disappeared in an instant, and he went to an unknown destination.
"Holy shit, isn't it?" Zhao Feiyu hurriedly touched her body.
"I'll be fine," Zhao Feiyu quickly comforted herself, "It'll be fine."
"Old man! Help, old man! Didn't you hear what the doctor said? If I don't practice according to that mental method, I will die!"
Seeing that the gray mist didn't respond, Zhao Feiyu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He didn't care much and rushed out of the courtyard, looking for the figure of Miracle Doctor Guo.
But there was nothing in the courtyard, and Divine Doctor Guo had long since disappeared.
"It's over! It's you, old man, who killed me!" Zhao Feiyu said with a bitter look on his face.
"If you don't respond to me, I will hit the wall and commit suicide right now, and I will die early and be reborn!" Zhao Feiyu shouted loudly.
"Little doll, you are really noisy..." The gray mist said helplessly, "Can you please leave me alone?"
"Damn it, old man, didn't you say that I am your place of residence? If you don't care about me anymore, your place of residence will die!" Zhao Feiyu shouted loudly.
"You can't die, don't worry..." the old man said slowly, "Your body is an ordinary mortal body, and you don't even have the qualifications to practice. I don't know which junior made the Pulse Casting Pill.
The fancy things will not help mortals embark on the path of true cultivation. All mortals who take the Pulse Casting Pill will end up making wedding clothes for others."
"Then there's nothing I can do. I've already swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill. Didn't you hear what the doctor said? If I don't practice my mind, I will die soon!" Zhao Feiyu said hurriedly.
"I have transformed all the power of the Pulse Casting Pill into the purest vitality and poured it into your body. Now you are equivalent to only absorbing the essence of the Pulse Casting Pill, and your body will not change in any way because of the Pulse Casting Pill.
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"When your body completely absorbs that vitality, you will be able to almost touch the threshold of cultivation."
"When the time comes, I will naturally pass on a piece of mental art to you so that you can practice it well."
"There are too many cultivation methods in my memory right now, but I can't find any that suit you."
"Is it because my destiny is special and my physique is different from ordinary people's? Only the legendary invincible mentality can match me?" Zhao Feiyu asked with a look of surprise.
The old man shook his head slowly, "The mental methods I took out are too powerful for you, and are not suitable for a mortal body like you to practice. I am now looking for the weakest mental methods in my memory.
But according to my calculation, your body cannot bear even the weakest mental method. Once you practice it forcefully, you will only end up with your body and body destroyed."
"So now I am deducing a mental method, tailor-made for you."
Hearing the old man's words, Zhao Feiyu looked speechless and couldn't help but murmured, "Am I so weak that I still need something specially made for me?"
"Yes." The old man nodded slowly, "Even if it is the mental method taught to you by the so-called miracle doctor, with your current Taoist heart, you cannot practice it at all, and you will only end up exploding and dying.
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"Impossible! Old man, you must be deceiving people. Do you want to take my body as your own?" Zhao Feiyu said loudly, "I clearly heard that this mental method is used in conjunction with the Pulse Casting Pill. Since my
If my body can withstand the power of the Pulse Casting Pill, then I will definitely be able to practice that mental technique."
"Old man, do you want to take away my body?" Zhao Feiyu asked with a wary look, "Believe it or not, I will hit the wall and die right now! No one can have a good life!"
The old man sighed helplessly, "As I said, I have helped you resolve the power of the Pulse Casting Pill. If you directly swallow the power of the Pulse Casting Pill, not only will you not be able to cast a meridians for cultivation in your body,
, but it will cause your body to explode directly and die."
Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine when he heard this, "It can't be so scary, right? I haven't even gone out of the Zhao family yet, and yet I'm facing such a terrible life-and-death disaster?"
"Everything has just begun..." the old man said slowly, and his figure turned into a ball of gray mist again.
Zhao Feiyu looked bitter and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "Help, I just want to go home now..."
"Although the protagonists in those fantasy novels are more powerful than the last, and the hearts of those who read them are surging, but now I am a mortal with naked eyes, and I don't even have a mental method suitable for my cultivation. I am still a god."
"It's too difficult to fight and kill. It's better for me to be a loser who wants to lie in bed and play games."
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While Zhao Feiyu was complaining, a cryptic text suddenly poured into Zhao Feiyu's mind.
Each character seems to contain a huge mystery, which is extremely obscure and difficult to understand, but also seems to contain endless power, like some kind of divine treasure waiting for others to discover it.
"Old man, is this what you wrote to me? You are too talented." Although Zhao Feiyu couldn't understand what this text was about, he could understand that this text was extraordinary.
He knew that as long as he understood this passage, he would be able to possess some terrible power.
"Yes, this is a mental method specially created for you." The old man said slowly, "Practice well, and you and I will both prosper and suffer."
"What's the name of this mental technique?" Zhao Feiyu asked excitedly.
"There is no name. You can call it whatever you want. During this time, you can understand your thoughts and don't bother me again." After the old man finished speaking, his body collapsed again and turned into a ball of gray mist, making no sound.
Zhao Feiyu was very excited as if he had received a valuable treasure, "I need a domineering name for this, so why not call him Zhao's Invincible Good Fortune!"
Zhao Feiyu shouted the name with a proud look.
Chapter completed!