After leaving the door, Yang Tianhao threw the gold card and ring in his hand to Yang Ming and said:
"This is the Sumeru Ring. If you put a drop of blood on it, you can recognize it as its master. This is the lowest level and you can't put much in it. Since you have awakened your talent and can practice it, practice it well. We don't have any other elixirs.
That’s enough. After all, elixirs contain erysipelas. If you can, eat less. If you can’t, you can help other classmates to build relationships. The more connections you have, the wider your path will be.”
"Oh, then how do you use this ring after you recognize its owner? And if this ring doesn't recognize its owner, how do they put the elixir in it?"
Yang Ming steadily caught the gold card and ring thrown by Yang Tianhao, studied it for a while and said doubtfully.
When Yang Tianhao heard that Yang Ming didn't even know this bit of common sense, veins popped up on his face, but after thinking about it, he never told him that he didn't know, so he couldn't blame Yang Ming, so he breathed out and said:
"Look at this ring, does it have a little button?"
Yang Ming turned the ring around and found a small button.
"After you press the button, use the pattern on the ring to swipe the object and put it in. Anyone can do this, but if you want to take out the object inside, you must identify the owner."
After hearing this, Yang Ming picked up a small stone and tried it as Yang Tianhao said. Sure enough, it disappeared immediately when he held it in his hand, which made him feel very magical.
As for the elixir association, he still knew about it. It was established by the state and was equivalent to a bank, but it contained elixirs. Basically, all warriors had to deal with the elixir association.
"Okay, stop playing, go home. After the results are out this afternoon, you can apply to school. If you are admitted, go to school as soon as possible."
Yang Tianhao looked at Yang Ming, who was playing with the Sumeru Ring like a country bumpkin, and became very angry. He said angrily, he thought he understood Yang Ming, and with his ability, he would be thankful if he could score 300 points in the exam.
Well, thinking about it like this made him look displeased with Yang Ming.
In fact, I really don't blame Yang Ming, he has never been exposed to such fantasy things, of course, spiritual stones are not included.
It was already afternoon after the two of them got home. The first thing Yang Tianhao did when he got home was to urge Yang Ming to check his results quickly.
Yang Ming was very helpless about this, how much you dislike me! Although I eat and drink from you, spend your money, and bully your daughter from time to time, I am still your biological son!
Yang Ming had no choice but to go back to his bedroom, turn on his computer, and start checking his scores. The result was as he expected, 599 points, one point shy of a perfect score, ranking first in the country.
He didn't feel anything at all, but Yang Tianhao next to him slapped Yang Ming hard on the spot and laughed:
"Good boy, you are worthy of me. I know you are not simple as you are."
Then he ran out like crazy, laughing while running. The scene was so beautiful that it reminded Yang Ming of Fan Jin who passed the national examination, but he was crazy instead of crazy.
"Hey, what's wrong with our dad? Is he stimulated by your grades again?"
Yang Jiabao, who was staying in his room, heard Yang Tianhao's laughter and came out.
"What do you mean? And I'm your brother. You'd better respect me. Your elder brother is like your father. You know, you unfilial daughter."
Yang Ming was very dissatisfied with Yang Jiabao's attitude towards him. After all, he was a time traveler and was the protagonist in other novels. How could he have such a naughty sister?
"You can do it, look at how good you are, weren't you born three years earlier than me? Maybe I will consider treating you with more respect after you are admitted to Yenching University."
Yang Jiabao immediately responded.
Yang Ming was speechless when he heard this. He was born three years earlier than you. If he was born one second earlier than you, he would be your brother. That's three years!
He thought for a while and decided to get along with this little girl. After all, he was a mature man. Then he smiled and turned around and started to prepare to register for Yenching University.
"Why do you really dare to apply for Yanda? Don't be sure. You only have three chances. Aren't you here blindly?!"
Seeing that Yang Ming had really applied for Yenching University, Yang Jiabao looked in disbelief and quickly stopped Yang Ming who was controlling the mouse and was about to click OK.
"Ouch, what are you doing! Take a good look at your brother and my total score."
Yang Ming said something very dissatisfied.
Yang Jiabao took a look after hearing this. When he saw the 599 points and the score that ranked first in the country, his eyes immediately went straight. This is wrong! He can't be so smart. Could it be that he is someone else?
She looked at her brother suspiciously, but when she saw Yang Ming's stupid look, she shook her head to dispel the thoughts in her mind. This was always a good thing. With such a score, she could apply for Yanda University, even if her talent was not that good.
But he could be a scholar in the future, but Yang Jiabao felt a chill in his heart when he thought that Yang Ming would be wearing a pair of glasses on his face and would be either open or silent.
"By the way, you must not practice that "Fate" before completing the spiritual energy movement, and be careful before entering the hospital."
Yang Jiabao remembered that the last time Yang Ming put him into the hospital, he reminded him to save him from getting sick again when he got inspired. He was also hasty and shouldn't have given him the skills so early. When he thought about the last time Yang Ming went into the hospital, he also had
She felt a little guilty for her own reasons, so she just found an excuse and ran away.
Yang Ming shrugged helplessly after hearing this. Did he want to tell Yang Jiabao that he not only practiced but also advanced to the first level? He is not a person who likes to show off. In fact, he is just lazy and pretends to be with a stinky sister.
What's the point?
Next, Yang Ming decided on the schools to apply for. The first place was Yanda University in Kyoto, the second place was Wuhan University in Magic City, and the third place was Jin University.
But he still underestimated the power of his 599 points as the No. 1 pick in the country. Since the scores were announced, his cell phone has not stopped. Various prestigious schools have extended olive branches to him, and even the vice presidents of major schools have called to make things happen.
He was a little flattered. As for why the caller was the vice-principal, please, the principal was not free enough to recruit students in person. They all needed to be on the demon battlefield.
Because warriors are only suitable for fighting. After all, training takes time. For someone like Yang Ming who has very low talent but has ridiculously high scores in cultural classes, it makes sense. Low talent means that he doesn’t need to spend too much time practicing.
Practice, because it’s useless if you practice, you might as well spend all your time on literary research.
Nowadays, social literature is too desolate. While developing combat power, literature cannot be left behind. This is the conclusion reached after meetings of major universities.
To sum up, Yang Ming naturally became the favorite. However, Yang Ming was determined to become the strongest man on the face of the earth. How could he devote his life to literature? So he refused them all without thinking. He applied for the exam.
This is a martial arts class, not a liberal arts class!
When Yang Tianhao came back and found out that Yang Ming had applied for the martial arts class, he didn't say anything. Instead, he patted Yang Ming on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look before leaving.
Yang Ming was very confused, what do you mean? Does this support me?
But he didn't care that much, and just locked the bedroom door. He had too many things to do. He recognized the master of Xumijie, practiced, and researched what the King's Treasure was. This dog system didn't even have instructions for use.
Not giving him any is simply unconscionable! It directly increases the difficulty of his challenge.
The first thing to do is to recognize the master of Xumijie. Yang Ming took out a plum blossom needle from the drawer of the bedside table. This was used to sew clothes when he was a child, but he never used it when he grew up, but now he used it.
It's been put to use.
Yang Ming picked up the plum blossom needle and pricked the tip of his index finger. With the stinging pain for a moment, a drop of blood squeezed out from his finger. When he saw the blood, Yang Ming quickly dropped the blood on the pattern of the Sumeru Ring.
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Then the ring flashed with white light, and then calmness returned.
However, Yang Ming could clearly sense the existence of the ring. This feeling was very strange. He even knew what was in the ring, which meant that he had successfully recognized the owner.
He sensed that there were a lot of elixirs in the ring, and the small stone he had thrown in the morning was also there. He silently muttered in his mind: "Now", and sure enough, the small stone appeared in his hand.
This made Yang Ming feel very strange, but he also found that his spiritual power was a little less. Although it was slight, it was indeed less.
No wonder ordinary people don't have this thing. It turns out that it needs spiritual power to activate it. Yang Ming was relieved of his doubts.
It stands to reason that this Sumeru Ring is not expensive to make and is easy to carry. It should be equipped by manpower, but few people are carrying it. Yang Ming was not clear about it at first, but now he completely understands it.
After clearing up the doubts, he took out a red pill and a blue pill.
Yang Ming carefully observed the two pills and found that they were not only red in color but also exuded a strange fragrance, which made him swallow his saliva.
These two were definitely of high quality. Yang Ming made a direct judgment. He had spent thousands of times before, and they were exactly the same as described in the text.
He casually put the two pills back. He didn't plan to take them now. He was not sick and had nothing to do with taking pills. He took those pills while practicing.
After the problem of Xumijie was solved, he was going to study the King's Treasure again, and he was not in a hurry to practice.
According to his understanding of the King's Treasure, it is a large Sumeru Ring, which is also used to store things. However, it seems that a key is needed to open it in the original work. So what is my key?
Yang Ming thought seriously.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. Since opening the Sumeru Ring requires the use of spiritual energy, can spiritual energy also be used to open the King's Treasure?
He did it as he thought, and as expected, he found a huge space behind him. He felt that he could open it at any time, but when he used spiritual energy to open it, he found that it was empty. Yes, it was empty.
Where is the treasure? Isn’t it a king’s treasure? What kind of king does he have to be so poor?
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Yang Ming was about to cry but he didn't have any tears. After a long time, he got a large Xumi Ring. It was just a shell. He had to collect the treasures inside. Fortunately, he didn't need to spend too much spiritual power to open it.
It only uses about 0.02 spiritual power, which is enough to decorate clothes and other things.
Relying on external things is ultimately unreliable! The only one you can rely on is yourself!
Yang Ming had an epiphany. He took out a Condensing Pill from the Sumeru Ring and prepared to start training. As for why he didn't take a body-building pill? Nonsense, he didn't have the body-building skills to build a hairy body. Fight the military body.
Boxing?
Yang Ming looked at the blue pill that smelled like medicine and was about to taste it. He took a lick and found that it was a bit sweet, so he threw the whole pill into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.
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When he swallowed it, he immediately felt a cooling sensation in his head, and his distracting thoughts were reduced a lot.
It was indeed a high-quality concentration pill. Yang Ming secretly praised it and started practicing the exercises.