When Lian Tong opened the door, Lian Tong realized that it was already dusk.
Thinking that he didn't cook for the old ghost, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. When he came to the kitchen, Lian Tong was about to make dinner, but he found that the old ghost had already started cooking there.
Lian Tong whispered, "Uncle Ghost."
The old ghost turned around, glanced at Lian Tong, and said, "You also know that you are about to leave seclusion. Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you uglier than a ghost?"
"What's wrong?" Lian Tong didn't know what he looked like now, so he didn't know how scary he was now.
"Look at the water tank yourself," the old ghost said
Lian Tong came to the water tank, bent down, took a look, and then let out a strange scream.
"How did I become such a ghost?" Lian Tong smiled bitterly. At this time, his face was covered with blood, and he was scared to death.
Lian Tong quickly fetched a bucket of water and scrubbed himself clean. The more he washed, the more Lian Tong felt something was wrong.
"Hey, why are my hands so white and tender? I don't want them~~" Lian Tong shouted in his heart. If he looked like this in his previous life, he would be the best candidate to be a pretty boy.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? You haven't come here to help." Seeing that Lian Tong was still in a daze, the old ghost said angrily.
"Yes" Lian Tong immediately joined in the dinner preparations.
After the meal, Lian Tong washed the dishes and chopsticks.
He came to the old ghost and asked, "Uncle Ghost, how do you judge a person's strength? Or how do I know what my own strength is?"
"Actually, this is relatively general. In fact, you can just look at someone's soldier soul. You can judge a person's strength from his soldier soul. I've told you this before."
"Then if a person has reached the battle spirit level, but his soldier soul is still at the level of a warrior general, wouldn't this be misleading to others?"
"The situation you mentioned is not unheard of, but under normal circumstances, this kind of thing will not happen. Everyone wants to find a soldier soul that matches their own strength. This will also provide a guarantee for their own life. If such a situation really happens,
We need to look at cultivation from other aspects."
"How to see."
"Looking at the aura, you can also look at the strength of the combat effectiveness."
"I don't quite understand, Uncle Ghost, let's fight again."
"Hey, it seems that you have made great progress in your practice this time."
"You won't know until you fight." Lian Tong laughed.
It was still the same lawn as last time. The sun was setting in the west now, and Lian Tong's figure was stretched out.
"Kid, you better do it."
"Of course, I won't let you make the first move. If you do, I'll be waiting to die," Lian Tong said with a smile.
After saying that, Lian Tong ran the "Killing God" technique and felt the surging energy in his body, Lian Tong's confidence greatly increased.
He raised his arms, turned his palms into swords, and kicked his feet. Lian Tong flew towards the old ghost like an arrow from a string. At the same time, Lian Tong concentrated all his fighting power on his right hand. When he was about to reach the old ghost, he had already accumulated his strength.
His right hand struck the old ghost with great force.
The old ghost looked at Lian Tong in surprise, as if he had seen something incredible.
Surprised, but when Lian Tong's attack came, he had to take it.
The old ghost didn't choose to dodge, but simply used palm to palm, and at the same time released his momentum.
Lian Tong felt his palm hit the copper wall and took a few steps back before standing firm.
"Do you feel it?" the old ghost asked.
"It's not clear yet, come again," Lian Tong said loudly.
The old ghost smiled and shook his head. He slowly raised his hand and then slapped it in the air.
Lian Tong suddenly felt a huge hand in front of him slapping him. In front of this hand, he could only look up and had no power to resist.
Naturally, Lian Tong was shot and flew away. Before Lian Tong could react, he felt that his blood flow had slowed down, and he felt like there was a big mountain above his head, pressing down on him at any time.
"Do you feel it now?" the old ghost asked.
Lian Tong nodded thoughtfully.
The old ghost said calmly, "Actually, everyone's combat effectiveness can only be evaluated when they are truly displayed. This kind of problem cannot be expressed clearly in words. It can only be experienced by yourself. If you walk more and see more, you can naturally judge it at a glance.
A person's strength or weakness. When we say someone has a combat power of 15,000 or 20,000, it all depends on the soldier soul, because the soldier soul can limit a person's performance. Therefore, the soldier soul plays the main role in determining a person's strength.
Factors. Of course, the average person's soldier soul can represent a person's combat effectiveness. But there is no shortage of situations like you mentioned. The warrior soul level cultivation level only has the warrior soul level. So if you want to know a person's true cultivation level, then
Just fight."
"Fight." Lian Tong repeated this sentence softly. Then he smiled and said, "I understand. The strength that can be expressed does not mean anything. The one with real strength is the winner. No matter what his cultivation level is, victory is the best.
important."
A person's strength and cultivation play the main role, but skills, combat experience, wisdom, and luck can all determine the outcome of a battle.
The old ghost nodded with satisfaction. "You are right. Cultivation cannot mean anything. As long as you have ability, whether it is combat effectiveness or strategy, it is part of your strength. You have powerful skills and an extraordinary mind.
, you can also kill enemies by leapfrogging levels."
Lian Tong stood up with a relieved look on his face. Instead of feeling depressed about defeat, he looked relaxed after understanding.
The old ghost asked curiously, "Little ghost, how do you practice."
"What's wrong?" Lian Tong asked in confusion.
"Do you know what level you are now?" The old ghost rolled his eyes at Lian Tong.
"I really don't know about this." Lian Tong asked, tilting his neck and scratching the back of his head.
"Let me tell you, you are at least the sixth level of combat master now. Do you know what this means to you?" The old ghost became more and more excited as he spoke.
"What does it mean?" Lian Tong asked subconsciously before he could react.
"It means you skipped four levels in a row. Damn it, this world is really crazy." As the old ghost said this, he started swearing, because this is really unbelievable. If Lian Tong hadn't been
Following the old ghost, the old ghost must have thought that Lian Tong had taken the elixir.
How long has it been? I just had a fight with Lian Tong the night before yesterday. I was a level 2 combat master. Today I am a level 6 combat master. If it wasn't a real fight, I wouldn't believe it.
What does it mean to be promoted to four levels in a day? Although the lower the cultivation level, the promotion will be relatively faster, but it is not that fast. Even recognized geniuses need to upgrade to one level in three or four months. And others are even children.
Well, he was promoted to four levels in one day. This is equivalent to four hundred or even five hundred times faster than other people's cultivation speed.
"??????" Lian Tong was stunned. He himself didn't know that he had jumped directly from the second level of combat master to the sixth level of combat master. Lian Tong asked in disbelief, "Uncle Ghost, what did you say?"
Is it all true?”
"What's the use of lying to you?" Uncle Gui squinted his eyes and looked at Lian Tong.
Then Uncle Ghost said with infinite regret, "If I were still young and if I didn't practice other techniques, I would really want to worship you as my teacher."
"No, Uncle Gui, please stop teasing me." Lian Tong immediately replied, and then Lian Tong asked, "Uncle Gui, can't you learn other exercises now?"
"Hey, I can't. I will never learn anyone's exercises in my life, otherwise I will be sorry for my own conscience and my master. I will be his disciple for the rest of my life. Another thing is that I am subject to
He was seriously injured and has not made any progress in his cultivation for decades. Even if you practice your skills, you can't change this reality." A trace of sadness flashed in the old ghost's eyes and he said slowly.
"Do you know what I looked like before? I used to be considered a jade tree, but since the injury, for some reason, my cultivation has stopped growing, and I have become thinner and thinner, and finally became what I am now."
At this time, the old ghost had a skeletal figure, sunken eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and was skinny and skinny.
Lian Tong nodded thoughtfully. If he was willing to learn, Lian Tong would teach the old ghost "Killing Gods", but as the old ghost said, he had been injured, so no matter how good the skill was,
In vain.
In the following period, Lian Tong continued to practice at night and worked with the old ghost during the day. Although the days were monotonous, they were also warm.
In the blink of an eye, two months have passed, and even the child's cultivation level has reached the ninth level of the combat master. This makes the old ghost feel ashamed. His progress as a combat master was considered fast, and it took him a year.
It took only two months for the multi-talent to advance to the third level. The continuous promotion to the third level took only two months. The speed of the continuous child was more than seven times that of his own. How could he not make people feel embarrassed?
On this day, at the dinner table, Lian Tong suddenly said that he wanted to go out and see the outside world.
When the old ghost heard Lian Tong saying that he wanted to go out and have a look, he was surprised at first, and then felt relieved.
He knew what Lian Tong wanted to do. Besides, he was so talented. It was obviously impossible for him to stay here with him for the rest of his life. If Lian Tong really stayed with him for the rest of his life, wouldn't he have missed this child?
For someone who is so talented at cultivating, how can he be like a thing in the pond?
A hint of imperceptible loss flashed in the old ghost's eyes. He nodded and said, "Go ahead."
The old ghost's voice was obviously a little sad, how could Lian Tong not know it? Looking at the old ghost's wrinkled face, Lian Tong couldn't help but feel a little sad.
But Lian Tong really wanted to see the outside world. He told himself that it would be fine as long as he did not leave the old ghost alone. Little did he know that this decision changed his life, and a generation of tyrants was born.