C9 Concept It Is a Sign of Life

Zhenwei looked at the junior tailor in the Trade Skill View and was speechless. The feeling of learning Trade Skill was even better than other games!

He opened the sewing skill and found that he was currently in the first-grade state. There were only three types of items that he could make!

"Alright! I'll practice it later. After all, raising my Trade Skill requires a lot of money. I'll first learn all the beginner level skills first."

After saying that, he walked to the next room. The next room was the School of Arts.

Zhenwei walked in and found many students. This was because this game of literature was a basic skill that had to be learned.

Therefore, as long as there were rich players, they had to learn it. He looked at it and calculated!

Wow, more than 200! There were too many people! This school of literature was at least ten times bigger than the tailor shop next door, and it could accommodate a large number of people.

When he walked into the room, he saw an old man about seventy years old. He held a book and read it. He glanced at Zhenwei and then looked at the two or three empty seats beside him.

At this moment, the door behind him was suddenly opened. Four people came. Zhenwei quickly rushed to the empty seat. What a joke! I came first, and you want me to stand?

Now, there were only two seats left. Four people had made some kind of deal in private. The other two walked out of the hall and left. Two people and one burly man.

One was burly. He was gentle and refined, and the two of them did not seem to be related to each other. This made everyone turn around to take a look.

The two of them nodded at the crowd and sat down. The old man didn't even look at them and continued reading. Only now did Zhenwei understand what he was saying.

He didn't pay attention to what he was reading just now, so he didn't hear it clearly. There were already textbooks on the table, as if they had been prepared. He asked his classmates next to him.

"May I ask which page the teacher is talking about now?"

The student beside him said in a gentle tone, "Now, I'm talking about the second part of the third page. Let me take a look, I forgot the name!"

Zhenwei did not wait for him to finish reading. He quickly turned to the third page and read the second part. "Settling the Storm!"

Then, he heard the old teacher slowly chanting. An artistic conception approached him. Why did this old man give off such a magical feeling?

"I didn't hear the sound of the trees hitting the leaves. Why should I shout and walk?"

"The bamboo cane and the shining shoes win against the horse. Who would be afraid of the rain?"

"The cold wind is blowing and the alcohol is waking up. It's slightly cold! The mountain peak is facing it from the side."

"When I look back, I have always been in a desolate place. When I return, there will be no wind or rain. There will be no clear weather."

An indescribable concept was brought out by this old man. It was as if Fang Zhenwei was dragged into this concept, and it turned into him walking in the bamboo forest. As the rain fell, Xu Xing let out a long roar.

He leaned on his shabby shoes and walked on the road of misfortune alone. No one supported him, no one helped him, and the martial world allowed him to do whatever he wanted. The strong wind blew down the mountains and woke him up. He walked on the road of chaos alone. No one supported him, and no one helped him. The martial world allowed him to do whatever he wanted, and the strong wind blew down the mountains. Intoxicating!

Cold! An indescribable coldness! Suddenly, the rain passed and the sun shone down. Looking back at the path they had taken earlier, let's go back! There was no wind, no rain, and no clear rain. His mood was calm.

To see through life, to see through all things in the world, everything was one thing!

Wah! This feeling! So awesome! This teacher is so godly!

Suddenly, Zhenwei fell in love with this class. This class required him to study for an entire day before he could obtain the proof of primary literature. However, he was not afraid. This class was amazing!

This textbook did not have any deciphering, but after this mysterious teacher finished reading it once or twice, the concept was completely gone. There was no need to analyze this kind of thing at all!

Directly immersing himself in the scene felt even deeper!

The next paragraph was a song with seven perspectives. It was called, "Full moon bosom friend can gather. Author: Immortal Poet Sword, Lin Mofeng. "

Yue Yuan, able to gather a bosom friend.

The bright moon shines upon Rong Jin.

The jade bottle in his hand is like a hidden hero.

If you find a confidant to gather you.

He happily raised his glass and drank.

An extraordinary feeling once again pulled Zhenwei's divine soul out of the nine clouds and into a unique state. This feeling was even fresher and more refreshing than ascending!

Eh, something's not right! He was really pulled in! How could this be?

Zhenwei suddenly realized that he was really in a strange realm, like a transformed immortal! What a god! It was the middle of the autumn when the moon was full, enjoying the moon and drinking wine!

Every time the old man recited it, this kind of concept would be produced. It was truly beyond the imagination of ordinary people! Thinking about it, it wasn't wrong for him to pay that eighty yuan! It was worth it!

The next song was Maple Bridge Night Lake. This Zhenwei had learned it before, but the words that the old man recited once again transcended reality. A huge force pulled him into it.

This feeling was really special. It was a slightly cold late autumn, and the deep red maple leaf had turned him into a melancholic fisherman. The deep bell in the temple rang with a mournful sound!

This feeling was so real! Great! Why does it feel completely different from the Feng Qiao Night Lake that I read about before?

The old man repeated once more:

The moon is falling and the wind is blowing and the fire is burning against the worry of sleeping. Outside Gusu City, Cold Mountain Temple. The bell rang at midnight to arrive at the passenger ship.

Very quickly, they entered the next Northern Song poet, Su Shi and Shui Zhongge.

On the third day of autumn, he drank and drank to his heart's content. He was drunk and made this song.

When would the moon shine? He asked the sky.

He didn't know what night it was in the sky.

I want to return with the wind, but I'm afraid that it will be too cold at the top.

I want to dance and figure out what it feels like to be in the mortal world.

Turning the Vermillion Pavilion, looking down on the low and beautiful households, I can't sleep.

No hatred, no matter how long it takes to leave, it should always be perfect.

There was sadness and separation, the moon was round and the moon was round. This was an ancient matter.

He hoped that he would live a long time, and that he would be able to live a thousand miles in a single day.

On the night of the full moon in the middle of autumn, he drank wine and asked his friends. He wanted to drink to his heart's content. He would not return until he was drunk, and he would rest until he died. He held his cup and asked the heavens, so how could the heavens answer him?

There really was a Heavenly Palace. It was the same day and night. Yesterday, he was still trapped in Chang'e Heavenly Palace, and he seemed to be dancing with Chang'e in the sky.

The wind blew, and the dust flew away with the wind. It was lonely at a high place. If mortals could do it, how could they not have endless fanciful thoughts in their hearts?

The sword danced in the wind, making shadows. How did it feel like she was in the mortal world? She was born from touching the scenery, but her feelings for the past were already far away.

As the moonlight moved, it shone on the curtain of the door, making it hard for me to fall asleep in the room.

The loneliness and sadness of the Sleepless Gu Qing being separated from his loved ones could only be asked by the full moon. When one was separated, the full moon was missing from the right.

Since they knew this logic, there should not be any hatred. Since ancient times, all good things had ended. Even though they were sad, there was still something that could be done.

Sigh. A feeling of sadness and misery hit him. The sound of sadness came from his heart. Zhenwei had completely fallen into this kind of sadness.

He really hoped that he could live for a long time. Even though he was thousands of miles away, he could still enjoy a bright moon as if they were close to each other.

This kind of feeling... This feeling suddenly reminded him of his mother, mother! I don't want to be separated from you! Suddenly, there was a burst of tears.

They couldn't help but burst out in front of everyone.

Although everyone felt the same way, he was the only one who burst into tears!

Today's class had ended. He temporarily logged out and went back to reality to hug his mother. His mother had no idea what had happened to him and thought that she had been wronged.

Zhenwei said, "Mom, I will never be separated from you. I will protect you for the rest of your life!" She saw a young man with tears streaming down his face.

One! The woman's eyes were red, and she was leaning against each other.

Suddenly, he forgave his evil father. He didn't know why, but just like that, his spirit rose to another level.

After chatting with his mother for another two hours, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. The other two finally left the game and came out to eat. The food was cold.

But when they saw Zhenwei's face full of tears, they were dumbfounded. This was the situation of a shrimp.

Zhenwei hurriedly said that it was nothing. It was just a scene. The two of them nodded to show that they felt the same way. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and school would be over in an hour.

When the time came, it would take more than half an hour for them to download their accounts. What time would it be when they went home to have some fun? They were not willing to wait!

He quickly returned to the game and looked at his Elementary Literature Certificate. Now that he had officially obtained Literary Skills, he went to the next room.

The Divine Pill Hall of Herbalism and Medicine Studies originally thought that it should be some stubborn old Fairy Doctor or something like that.

However, Zhenwei was stunned the moment he entered. This woman was so beautiful! How could it be that he was the one imparting medical skills to Zhenwei? Zhenwei was completely unable to imagine it.

He saw his name, Yu Kening, and listened to her name well! When he looked at her title again, he almost fell to the ground. In an instant, he was dumbstruck. Medicine Fairy!

So this person was the legendary Heaven Deity Temple's Medicine Fairy! (Please look at the content of New World Legend I)

Looking at the stunned Zhenwei, Yu Kening frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Are you a new student?"

"Cuckcuckoo! Zhenwei looked at her and almost couldn't speak. She looked like a celestial fairy that had descended to the mortal world.

"Come here!" Obviously, Yu Ke Ning wasn't very happy with Zhenwei's attitude.

For the next half of the day, they spent all their time studying the basic herbs, making and harvesting methods. These lifestyle skills had to be chosen from the highest level to the middle level.

As mentioned in the beginning, the life skills and harvesting skills could only be chosen from one type of advanced level, and the life skills could only be chosen from three types!

The most important thing was that the Trade Skill in an account could be used. In other words, only six basic skills could be used to reach high-level, and three types of Trade Skill could be used.

[Collect] had a total of nine advanced skills! The rest could only reach the Intermediate Level.

This was the fairness of the game, as well as the balance of the price. Therefore, everyone would definitely need other people's items, and others would definitely need the things he produced!

Next was to find a special scroll to earn big money!

Currently, Zhenwei had yet to decide which three skill to use and which skill to directly reach the high level. In any case, it was still far away. He had to reach the middle level first before he had the chance to reach the high level.

The Advanced Level was after the Level 50 skill. Every time he advanced, he would need to find a Trade Skill teacher to increase his level. Although it was troublesome, it was very reasonable!

Basic medical skills and collection skills did not take too long for Zhenwei, who was smart, to use too much time. Clearly, Yu Kening was very satisfied and left a way to contact him.

Adding him as a friend, this made Zhenwei feel flattered that the super beauty took the initiative to add him as a friend! It was a great honor!

At this moment, Xiang, who was resting at the Pet's Home, had a jealous look on her face. She kept stomping her feet, which made Zhenwei's heart ache when he saw it. So he looked at Xiang and saw that she had recovered.

He let her out. He did not expect that she would hug Zhenwei tightly the moment she came out. He would never let his master be taken away by others.

Do you know how enjoyable it is to be hugged tightly by a beauty?

Now that he had learned three life skills, he spent the next two days learning life skills. Soon, these beginner skills were finished.

Tianming went online and contacted Heavenly Sword Divine Might.

"Zhenwei, what are you waiting for? What a thief! We are in class and you are waiting for us!"

"Please, I've only just changed my class to a level 10 player. Do you think it's that easy to change my class?"

"That's good, don't surpass me too far! Otherwise, how can we train in a group like this? "

"Alright! I spent half a day today learning Trade Skills. Although it took me a lot of time, I heard that it would be much faster in the future.

It always takes a lot of time to learn it just now!"

"Is that so? How many Trade Skill did you learn?"

"All of them!"

" All of them! "

"That's right! He had just obtained a certificate from the academy! I haven't practiced yet. I'll practice when I have time. "

" Okay! There are too many fun places in this game. I can only wait for a moment. Alright, I'll play first. Let's practice together after I change my class!"

"Okay!"

"Beep!"

Zhenwei saw that there was actually someone in the Hidden Dragon List who was level seventeen! He was still at the 10th rank! He fell behind too much.

Then, he checked the GPK. Just as he was about to open the GPK, he saw that the dark black book in his backpack had changed. It was shining.

He immediately took it out and took a look. It really had changed. The originally lifeless dead book was now emitting red light!

He opened it and saw that he actually understood it now!

The name of this book was: Boundless Sword Technique.

When he looked at the Boundless Sword Technique, he found that it was actually a second move!

The second move was a skill that could be repeated after the original move. It could be considered a continuous move!

The heavy sword skill:

First move: Cloud Splitting Sky (First move)

After the Groundbreaking Blade, he instantly slashed, sending three enemies flying, causing 50 + 200% damage. Flying for 1: 5 seconds consumed Sword Qi for 10 seconds.

Second move: Boundless Sword Dao (First Stage)

After the Cloud Return To Heavenly Peak was cast, it instantly released a four-section circle slash, causing four consecutive heavy damage to the left and right side of the sword.

Every time it causes 220 + 300% weapon damage, consumes 15 sword qi.

Two hidden skills! He immediately clicked on the Swordsman skills introduced in the skill interface. None of them were these two skills!

The next skill would have to wait until he was 30 years old before he could activate it. It was still far away, but after looking at the description, He was dumbfounded.

"Level requirement of Ji Qi Concentrating Divine Art: Level 30."

The heavy sword directly recovers 10 points of sword qi after hitting the target.

It will recover 5 sword qi points by itself. If it recovers 15 sword qi every time it attacks, then there will be no need to change swords to continue fighting. Thinking of this, it will be great!

"Oh my god! How can my luck be so good?"

However, when he saw the experience required to level up later on, hiss! He took a deep breath. Two million to three million! And then there were other conditions!

Now I only have less than twenty thousand experience points, two million, that is a very long time to go!