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The early morning is always full of fighting spirit for Wang Meng. A new day has begun, and the next month will be the month that determines victory or defeat!
Wang Meng almost jumped up from the bed and finished washing at a very fast speed.
The first test to attack the Thunder Light Branch of the Holy Temple ended in failure, but this did not dampen Wang Meng's fighting spirit at all.
The Holy Church is a holy place for every practitioner. There is no doubt that learning and practicing in the Holy Church is unmatched by any other place. The Lei Guang City area is a place with extremely strong spiritual energy, so it is very lucky to have a branch of the Holy Church.
, every year the enrollment period is bound to be crowded with people, and in the primary selection, Wang Meng unexpectedly lost.
The prerequisite for practice is to have a life mark. A life mark is the root of a practitioner. Under the nourishment of vitality, some people will naturally produce God-given abilities. Having a life mark is the basis for absorbing and using the energy, whether it is fighting or making.
Props, or formations, all use life marks as engravings and Yuanli as output. Of course, they must be coordinated with the correct method.
The vitality of Lei Guang City is good. Wang Meng, a native of Lei Guang City, is currently at the second level of the life mark level, which means he has two life marks. The more life marks, the more energy is stored, the more diverse the ways of using it, and the stronger he is naturally.
Without any skills, it makes sense to have the second level of natural life marks at the age of sixteen. It would be great to join a small sect, but it would be very difficult to enter the holy church. However, Wang Meng was obsessed with progress.
Holy church.
It was only during the preliminary examination that I discovered that the geniuses were everywhere, and the sword sect that Wang Meng wanted to enter was the most popular. Either he had a natural life mark of five levels or above, or he had special talents or considerable sect connections. During the preliminary selection,
The youngest one joined the Sword Sect at the age of ten. He is a descendant of a certain cultivating family. He has a natural life mark of six levels, and his confidence can be severely beaten to the point of collapse.
It is normal for this situation to be dismissed. Fortunately, Wang Meng is very persistent and has a big heart. After meeting all kinds of young people, it strengthened his confidence to enter the temple. He must do his best if he wants to do it.
Without being able to enter the church, his life will basically be spent doing nothing, eating and waiting to die.
who is he?
Wang Meng! A strong man! A big man who is destined to become famous and have his name engraved in the Hall of Merit of the Holy Church!
The reality is that the elders responsible for the selection will give those who have some characteristics among the eliminated people one more chance. An introductory method, the practice time is one month, and after one month, the outstanding ones will be selected based on the results. This is the last chance.
If he fails this time, he will have to participate in the selection again in three years. By then, Wang Meng will be nineteen years old. His grandma will not kiss and his uncle will not love him. At that time, he will have to call a group of teenagers to be senior brothers and sisters. Wang Meng will be hairy all over.
There is no doubt that Wang Meng decided to fight with his last resort.
Wang Meng carefully took out a mirror-like object, a heart guard, a low-level item that can be used as long as you have a life mark. It has a certain defensive power, but you can tell at a glance that it is a bargain.
Wang Meng looked at the mirror seriously. It was a treasure he bought from a street stall for fifty yuan. It had only one function and was quite magical.
"Mirror, Mirror, who is the most talented practitioner in the world?" Wang Meng asked seriously.
A layer of light shone on the breast mirror, and a clear and sweet voice sounded: "Wang Meng, there is no doubt that it is Wang Meng!"
Classmate Wang Meng opened his mouth and repeated: "Wang Meng, there is no doubt that it is Wang Meng!"
This is the treasure that Wang Meng bought with all his private money and ten yuan of foreign debt.
A good start is half the battle, start sprinting!
Wang Meng's family lives outside Leiguang City. Both his parents are farmers. They live every day diligently and sincerely. They are very happy that their son has the life mark of a practitioner, but they are not very excited. Their parents just want Wang Meng to be healthy and happy.
Live with your heart and do what you want to do. Happiness is the most important thing. Having more does not necessarily mean happiness, but they support Wang Meng.
Wang Meng's personality is very different from his parents. He seems to have a fire in his heart. He has been restless since he was a child. Fights are commonplace. Life is not long or short, but he must be vigorous. Entering the church and finding a bigger stage is his happiness.
Carrying special training tools, Wang Meng came to the back mountain not far from his home to start "retreat". There was his exclusive training cave here... It was actually just a pothole with nothing. This was after he discovered that he had life scars.
Wang Meng found it himself. To practice, you must have a decent place.
In Wang Meng's words, spiritual practice relies on spirituality and feeling.
Peiyuan Gong, as the name suggests, strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence. It is an introductory skill for low-level practitioners. Although practice can obtain power beyond ordinary people, it is also very dangerous.
The purpose of practice is very simple, which is to improve the level of life marks and become proficient in the use of life marks. That is, the more life marks, the better, especially after the tenth level. With each additional layer, the combination of life marks will increase geometrically.
, the power that can be used becomes more complex and powerful.
However, improper cultivation methods and random combinations can easily lead to ecstasy, and the results can be quite miserable, ranging from becoming a cripple at worst to losing one's life.
Of course, Wang Meng doesn't have to worry about this at all. He only has two life marks, and he can't combine them even if he wants to. The practice method below the fifth level is very boring and boring. The so-called Yuan Pei Gong is to repeatedly use life marks to use Yuanli to do the simplest attacks.
It’s also laying the foundation.
But for Wang Meng, this is undoubtedly a secret book. This is the first time he has come into contact with the correct use of Yuanli.
It is not as complicated as imagined. Wang Meng can understand it almost immediately. In fact, he just tells the practitioners how to use Yuanli. There are two levels of life marks, which can increase strength.
After watching it five times and thinking about it for a while, Wang Meng began to train persistently. Since he wanted to do it, he should do it seriously.
Classmate Wang Meng's method is very simple and direct, even a bit crude. It is to punch the stone wall, using Yuanli for each punch, punch after punch, until the Yuanli is exhausted. According to Peiyuan Gong, continuously
The process of consumption, consumption, and regeneration can consolidate life marks, and at the same time, new life marks may be born.
If there are three life marks, the simplest spell can be formed. Wang Meng's whole body felt hot when he thought of this, and his fists no longer felt pain.
Somewhere on the outskirts of Lei Guang City, a muffled thumping sound can be heard every day, but in such an inaccessible place, who would care?
One month is neither long nor short, but for some people it is definitely boring and torturous enough.
Zhang Xiaojiang simply couldn't believe that the person in front of him was his buddy Wang Meng.
The little fat man opened his mouth and said, "Damn, Brother Meng, you are almost a savage. This hairstyle is so domineering. How is it? How is it? Have you made any progress?"
Wang Meng asked him to come out of seclusion at this time. In order to concentrate on things, Wang Meng took nothing with him except food.
Wang Meng touched his messy hair and shook his head helplessly, "It's still the second level, Zhang Xiaopang, is it because my talent is really not good enough?"
In the last few days, Wang Meng himself was a little anxious, but he still suppressed his anxiety and trained relentlessly. If he wants to succeed, he must have confidence.
Zhang Xiaojiang looked at the wall covered with bloodstains and pits, and then looked at Wang Meng's hands. The fat man couldn't help but tremble, "There is no need to torture yourself like this. There are two brothers in the same generation. Brother, I will protect you. Who dares to bully you?"
, I’ll shoot his pussy off!”
Bang~~
Zhang Xiaopang received a loud chestnut blow on his forehead, "Go away, you kid, I'm still a fool, let's go, no matter what, I'm out of seclusion, even if I can't enter the temple this year, I'll come back in three years
, older geniuses are also geniuses!”
Zhang Xiaopang immediately gave a thumbs up, "Hard!"