In the Qianyuan Dynasty, man was the primate of all things, and could turn the power of heaven and earth into his own use. In the black eye galaxy, human beings have transformed themselves into monsters with different qualities. Although their individual strength has been greatly improved, they have also eliminated the channels to absorb the power of heaven and earth.

They turn themselves from conductors to insulators, from sealed containers to leakers. No matter how rich aura there is in the outside world, they can't be used. However, those with all three elixirs lack the corresponding skills, and they can only rely on their own exploration and practice all their life, which is all delusions.

No, to be more exact, they don't even understand what it is to practice truth and preach.

Qi Ze has all the top skills of the weapon refining sect, but he knows nothing about the inheritance of other schools. Of course, he did not plan to cultivate a practitioner, and would not rashly hand over the inheritance of taixuan God zaozong to others. The reason why he valued Ouyang Ye was that the other side was a tool of his own sermon.

He wants to see where Ouyang ye can go with the wind and fire double swords. Other weapon refiners follow the principle of "cultivating sword with man", but he wants to do the opposite. Try "cultivating man with sword".

After explaining what might happen in the future, he went straight back to his room to meditate, while Ouyang Ye was stunned for a long time before he jumped up in a voice, "uncle, do you know how powerful the wind forest is? You can't imagine... "

He dials Li Yu's phone, incoherently tells the story, then dances in the room with his bare arms, embracing the black sword tightly in his arms, with gentle eyes and intoxicated expression, just like embracing his lover. He decided to spend his whole life with Lin huohai. All the little fresh meat and hot girls should go away!

Li Yu was silent for a long time before you said, "you try to buy a lottery ticket. I have a hunch that you may win the big prize." There's no one who's out of luck. Why isn't he a hundred years younger, and he's a roommate with Qi Shaogang?

Ouyang Ye was paralyzed after jumping for a few minutes. He climbed back to the repair cabin and fell asleep with his black sword in his arms, with a smirk on his lips. Yan Junyu put his hands in his pocket and stood aside to watch him quietly, with a very complicated expression. He has been the son of heaven since he was a child. His family background, appearance and ability are all at the top. Only others look up to him. How ever did he envy anyone?

But now, he has to admit that he envies Ouyang Ye very much. If he can, he doesn't mind changing with him. Although his potential has reached SSS level, he is destined to be at the top in the future, but he even wants to use his sweat and perseverance to fight for an unknown future.

It has been recognized that SSS is the limit of human strength. He wanted to break it, but he always felt powerless. He seemed to walk to a cliff, either stop or fall. Just now, he suddenly remembered a sentence Qi Ze had said - I will build a bridge across the natural moat for you.

This bridge seems to have been in Ouyang Ye's hands.

"What a lucky man." He shook his head, his face full of self mockery. Because he knew that Ouyang Ye was lucky because he still had a trace of innocence in his heart and was willing to gamble with all his wealth. If he meets Qi Ze under the same circumstances, he will only scoff at his words, even wipe out the existence of the other party, and then wipe out all the miracles.

It seems that my grandfather was right. People should always keep their original intention in the process of growing up. This period of experience taught him too much, and also made him have a deeper understanding of power and life.

If he can live, if he can live... He goes to the opposite room, sits beside the boy, looks at his delicate side face, and ponders deeply.

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With the competition approaching, Ouyang ye went to the morona forest for special training under the protection of a team of mercenaries. He fights with wild beasts every day. With the help of wind, forest and sea of fire, his force value keeps climbing and soon reaches the level of a level 4 psionic. At his age, Neptune can be regarded as one of the young geniuses.

Since Yan Junyu was supplemented by Pang Huo elements, his spirit body could leave the corpse and move freely. Occasionally he would follow him to observe, but soon he could not wait to return to Qi Ze. He likes to fight, he likes to bleed, but now, these are not as attractive as Qi Ze.

After forging the spirit sword, Qi Ze began to transform the swimming pool in the basement. He used a file to carve out an octagonal pattern at the bottom of the pool. The lines are very complex, and many ancient words are embellished in it. The element particles in the room began to turbulence because of the gradual formation of these patterns, which seemed to be brewing a storm.

Yan Junyu had a hunch that this pattern should have a great relationship with himself. But he didn't dare to think deeply. He only accompanied Qi Ze every day. He carved and watched; He meditates, he meditates; He forgot to eat, he repeatedly remind, even if the other party can not hear a word.

After more than half a month's work, all the lines were finally connected. Qi Ze sat down against the wall of the swimming pool, with a rare, pure smile on his face. Yan Junyu's astonishing eyes quickly moved away from him, and slowly moved away from him as if he were guarding against something.

Just at this time, Qi Ze's communicator rang, and the office of academic affairs sent him a short message, telling him that his leave slip was seriously overdue. Either he would cancel his leave for class, or he would simply drop out of school. Qi Ze, of course, didn't want to drop out of school. He also wanted to find a way to transfer to the mecha manufacturing department to observe and learn the world's weapon refining skills, so he cleaned up and went to the classroom.

After a month's absence, Meng Yao seems to be a lot more gloomy. She sits in the front row and doesn't talk to anyone. Hailina is not affected at all. She can hear the sound of laughing and fighting with her deskmate from a long distance. It seems that the lawsuit between Menghai and Haijia ends with the victory of Haijia. The Meng family has offended Li Yu and has never been able to buy a suitable Guqin. Now they are anxious to contact auction houses everywhere.

The imperial Conservatory of music is full of powerful people and experts. If you take the modern production of the lyre to compete, you will lose a few points in timbre, and the possibility of successfully obtaining the entrance qualification is very small. Meng Yao just wanted to humiliate Qi Ze, but she didn't expect to hurt herself. In the end, she not only lost her lawsuit, lost her future, but even her face was trampled on by others. Her depression naturally grew deeper and deeper.

The Hai family is also a rich family. She can't revenge openly. When she sees Qi Ze walking into the classroom perfectly, her eyes immediately turn red.

"You're not dead yet?" Her lips curled slightly, and she laughed bitterly.

However, Qi Ze walked over and sat in the corner as usual, as if he didn't hear anything.

Meng Yao glared back at him, caught a glimpse of Helena's sarcastic look, and forced her anger down. If you can't fight with the Hai family, you'll take it out on a carbon based person. What if she wins? Face will only be lost more thoroughly. But in the end, she couldn't get over the hurdle. She quickly opened her mind and sent a text message to her fiance: you didn't do what you promised me! Qi Ze is not dead. He's in class!

"I'm going to have special training recently. When the martial arts competition is over, Ouyang ye and Qi Ze will clean up together. Don't worry, dad is going to use the Yan Family's relationship to contact the Royal auction house. There is a large supply of goods, and he is preparing for a joint auction. He will inform us immediately when he has news, and he can help you buy an Guqin in less than a month. "

Ouyang Duanhua's reply made Meng Yao smile again and send a few kisses.

Qi Zexin felt something. Looking at her from a distance, he raised a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. He was impatient and sedentary. After half a class, he bent down and slipped away from the back door. When he passed the mecha combat department, he seemed to think of something. He grabbed the passers-by and asked, "this classmate, do you know which class Wang Xuan is in?"

The passer-by pointed to the training ground and asked him to find it by himself.

Qi Ze just walked to the edge of the field and found the target. The other side was circling around a mecha. His expression seemed to be very distressed.

"What's the matter, this mecha is broken? I'll fix it for you. " Qi Ze doesn't like nonsense and opens his mouth as soon as he goes.

"Are you... Qi Ze?" Wang Xuan saw it for a while before he recognized it. In just one month, the boy grew up a lot, but his skin was very white, showing a transparent texture under the sun, but his lips were red and his eyes were extremely black and bright. At first glance, it gave him a strange feeling.

It's no wonder that young master Ouyang is obsessed with him. He recently threw off all his lovers, leaving only one young man. It's about the prodigal son coming back. Wang Xuan secretly rubs the ground in the heart eight trigrams, but on the face solemnly asks a way, "how are you? Class begins today? "

"I'm fine." Qi Ze walked around the mecha twice, and continued the previous topic, "what's wrong with your mecha? How about I fix it for you? "

Knowing that the young man intends to repay himself in this way, Wang Xuan is very grateful, but still waves his hand and says, "it can't be repaired. This mecha is the oldest G9. If other parts are broken, it can be replaced by other models. However, if the energy converter is broken, there is no way to replace it, because the manufacturer has stopped production for hundreds of years and there is no stock in the warehouse. My mecha is probably the last G9 of the Empire. It can be displayed in the museum. "

Wang Xuan's attitude is very good. He never forgets to laugh at himself.

His roommate, however, was worried and suggested, "if it can't be repaired, it's OK. If you sell it as scrap iron, you can still earn a little star money. Our brothers will give you a little more money to buy a new mecha. You can't afford to lose when the competition is about to start

A tall boy came up and said, "yes, don't contact the manufacturer any more. It's a waste of time. If you win the mecha competition, you can go to Imperial military academy for further study. What a good opportunity? Don't you know, Ouyang Duanhua signed up for both the martial arts competition and the mecha competition. He said that he wanted to win two championships and snatch two admission places. You can't make him proud

When Yan Junyu heard this, he understood and asked in a deep voice, "because I'm dead, so your escort quota is invalid?"“ There is nothing better than this. Death is so helpless and powerless.

Wang Xuan knew that the two roommates were not much better off than himself, so he resolutely rejected their proposal.

After listening patiently for a while, Qi Ze said again, "give me the mecha, and I promise to repair it for you. How about repaying you for saving your life?"