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The next day, at the Lu Gaoyin training ground, I was trying to figure out the note I got from Yilanya in my hand, and my face turned bitter. High-quality updates are here.

Regarding the training method for the intermediate level of World Power, there has finally been progress. It is no longer as clueless and groping as before, but...

His eyes fell on the note again, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch violently.

There was an ominous aura exuding from this note.

The owner of the note is an acquaintance, the green dragon druid Grandpa Wixon who explained to me the realm of world power when I last came to the third world. Among the many powerful people in world power, he is probably one of the few.

A type with weak combat effectiveness but super strong auxiliary capabilities.

Probably because of this, Grandpa Wixon seems to like teaching the younger generations. His teaching level is not bad. He can use easy-to-understand expressions, so that even an idiot like me can immediately understand the hierarchical structure of the world power realm, and he is very similar to me.

As a Druid, I expected Yilanya to go back to him to inquire.

But, how should I put it? Grandpa Wixon is good at everything, but his teaching method is a little simple and crude. I am afraid it is because he is good at healing. As long as you don't die immediately, he can pull you out of the end of the Santu River.

I came back, so I started teaching. He looked a bit like a devil instructor, not at all like the kind-faced, elegant and gentle old Druid who exuded life energy that made people approachable.

Based on the above, you can naturally imagine what the teaching methods in this note are. In short, I have briefly summarized what Grandpa Wixon wrote above, and it is roughly like this.

I have just reached the intermediate realm of World Power not long ago. Just as Vixen described it when he taught me before. The intermediate realm of World Power is like human internal organs. To explore the intermediate realm is to make your world have something similar to internal organs.

Some functions - breathing, transmission, decomposition and release. These four functions correspond to recovery ability, energy compression ability, anti-strike ability, and explosive power.

The intermediate state of world power that I am currently in seems to be a chaotic state with no distinction between the five internal organs. Just because of natural needs, I have barely gained some breathing function, that is, the ability to recover, and the rest of my abilities have not yet been developed.

Dig it out.

How to tap into these abilities is what I should do in this training ground at the intermediate level.

The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step. First of all, according to Grandpa Wixon, I should at least break this chaotic state of the five internal organs and sense the existence of the [internal organs] in my own world. Then I can gradually

The excavation exercises its function.

So that's it. No wonder I've been practicing hard these past few days. I've exhausted all the methods I've used before, and there's no close combat at all. It turns out there's something wrong here. I haven't found the five internal organs of the world. No matter how much I train, it's just a little bit.

Exercise a little muscle brute force, unable to move forward one step.

When I saw this, my mind suddenly opened up, and I felt like I had enlightened myself. I praise you, Grandpa Wixon, for being a powerful instructor certified by the Alliance.

But the following content made me feel miserable. High-quality updates

As expected of a devil instructor, even the method is so... so simple and crude.

After explaining the level I am facing now, the next step is naturally the strategy. According to Grandpa Wixon’s teachings, there are two ways to feel the internal organs of the world.

The first method is relatively gentle. Just calm down, just like an old monk entering samadhi, and slowly sense it with your heart. You will be able to sense it one day, probably.

Probably something, probably! One day and when! You said it in a vague way. It’s clear that you don’t want me to choose this method, right? You devil instructor.

The second method is here. Grandpa Wixon mode is turned on. A bunch of eloquent instructions make me dizzy. Compared with the first method, it is like the difference between one being raised by a stepmother and the other being a biological son.

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The four major functions of the realm in the power of the world already exist. We do not need to understand and create them alone. As long as we feel their existence and learn to actively use them, we can gradually master the mystery of the intermediate realm and continuously improve.

Although these functions exist, they are very hidden. Just like an ordinary person, in daily life, except for the beating of the heart and the expansion of the lungs, it is impossible to feel the working operation of other internal organs, although they do exist and are always present.

Running.

Therefore, adventurers who have just advanced to the intermediate level must feel their existence and control them freely to maximize the world's recovery ability, anti-strike ability, energy condensation ability, and explosive power.

In addition to the first method mentioned above, Grandpa Wixon focused on the second method. The method he highly recommended was very simple, just one word - getting beaten.

When you are beaten, beaten again, and cried for your father and mother all the time, the world, which has functions similar to those of flesh and blood, will instinctively carry out protection work, and the functions of the internal organs will start to operate on their own, especially the recovery function and

Anti-strike function, at this time, you can take the opportunity to sense their existence and operation, which is much more reliable and faster than those old monks who are in meditation.

If you are beaten to the deepest point and you can no longer endure your own world, and you feel that just being beaten is not the answer and you must do something, then your cohesion function and explosive ability will be greatly stimulated, allowing you to resist oppression, that is

So simple.

The core of this method is just one word - the body needs a beating.

Speaking of which, I recalled the battle with Horasson. I did have a feeling of excitement at that time. To describe it in unscientific terms, it was extraordinary performance. That feeling was something I could never do on the training field these days.

Can't be found.

After seeing Grandpa Wixon's note, I suddenly realized. It turned out that I was oppressed by the ice dragon and the fire dragon. The world began to instinctively protect itself, and the power generated was interpreted by me as extraordinary performance on the spot. Of course, later

Not to mention the explosive power of destruction, it was purely an ice and fire giant seeking death, trying to challenge or even obliterate the existence of destruction.

The mystery is solved, but...

I fell to my knees in frustration, with tears streaming down my face.

Now, there are two difficult questions. First, should I use the second method? Second, even if I use the second method, who should I find to beat me.

Grandpa Wixon, you are trying to trick me, right? It must be so!

The first method is not impossible, but it is too far-fetched. It is like cultivating internal strength. High-quality renewal qi gathers in the Dantian. Damn, how do I know what qi is, how to control the flow, and where is the Dantian?

I feel that the first method requires a very strong talent. For a mortal like me, it is better not to try it. In other words, I can only choose the second method.

Where can I find someone who can beat me to death? This is also a job of strength. For a world-powerful person like me, it doesn't mean that I can beat me to pain if I want to, huh.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through me, and I seemed to know who to ask for help.

First of all, we need a jar of honey. Place the jar of honey in a place where it often hangs out. Then find a long stick, prop up the trap high, put the honey inside, and tie the stick with a rope. The other part of the rope is

Grab one end in your hand, then hide in an inconspicuous corner and wait.

Great, everything is ready.

Half an hour later, a small black figure appeared, found the honey on the ground, and ran straight up.

"Honey!"

"Brother!"

The black figure suddenly turned a corner, gave up on the honey, and ran towards me who was hiding in the corner. He purred and flew into his arms coquettishly.

"..."

So that’s it, am I more attractive than honey? I said happily, if I had known this was the case, I wouldn’t have wasted the honey, I would have just stood in the trap.

I happily stroked Biansha's cute head and rubbed her soft face. I found that the script was not perfect, so I said to Biansha.

"Beansa, go get the honey."

"Yes." He nodded charmingly, and Beansa left my arms, ran to the cage excitedly, squatted down, and picked up the honey altar. Then I pulled the rope, and the cage fell, and Beansa with the question mark was dropped.

Cover it inside.

A brisk and exciting BGM sounded, idiot junior sister, captured!

Okay, the joke is over. With a happy look on his face, Biansha was licking honey, and soon we arrived at the training ground.

"Ahem, Beansa, I need a favor from you, can you?" I turned around, faced Beansa, and said solemnly.

My eyes fell on Beansha, who was licking honey with an innocent and confused look on her face. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, can I really ask for help from such an idiot junior sister?

"Help? No problem, Beiansha wants to help senior brother!" As soon as he heard my request, Beiansha seemed to immediately find a sense of mission. Before I could finish my words, he immediately raised his hand and couldn't wait to eat the honey.

Already.

"I'm very happy that you can agree, then..."

"Are we going to have a quiz competition? No problem, Beansa will accompany me!" Beansa put away the honey and interpreted my request without permission. He put on the posture of a qigong master and his eyes became solemn.

Although her move seemed clumsy, there was an invisible pressure that made me breathless.

"Wait a minute, that's wrong, it's not a question and answer competition." I couldn't help but stop.

"What on earth is that..." Beansa looked confused.

"What kind of help is a quiz competition? Also, do you think there is nothing you can do besides the quiz competition?" He sighed heavily. My little junior sister, I really don't know how to call her naive.

Still silly and cute.

"Cooking." He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly puffed up his chest and found another unique skill.

"Forget it." I kept giving up. I didn't want to learn Beansa's dark cuisine.

"Then...eat honey?" Beansa started to feel unconfident.

"Anyone can do this kind of thing..."

"Then...that..." Biansha lowered his head nervously and muttered softly.

"Grab the mushrooms and kill the devil?"

"What?"

"It's nothing..." Although he was an idiot, Beansa knew that saying this might reveal his identity, so he shook his head wittily.

"Forget it, let me tell you the truth, Beansa, I called you to help this time because I wanted to... uh, how should I say this?"

If I tell her directly "I want you to beat me", even a simple-minded Beansha will definitely treat me as a m.
To be continued...