Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

Wang Hao doesn't know how Gu Qingqing sees himself at the moment, but Wang Hao is very happy when a major concern has been settled.

He just quickened his pace at the moment, and hurriedly ran back to where he had settled.

Just because now in Wang Hao's eyes, as long as he shows his face, he has the possibility of exposing himself.

I can't get a ban, and I have no way to cover myself. This means that Wang Hao is a so-called 'outsider' in the eyes of other monks.

Obviously, in terms of Wang Hao's current level, it is absolutely impossible to attract the attention of the sect. That means... this should be a means to target other people.

Wang Hao was only affected by desperation, but now he has no choice but to find a way to fix it.

It's not up to you, you can't do it yourself. In this case, Wang Hao didn't dare to run around anymore.

Go back to the room, close the door, and lock it.

It was not until the whole set of procedures was completed that Wang Hao was able to breathe a sigh of relief. He hurriedly took out the collection of books that Gu Qingqing had donated, and looked at it carefully.

There are three books in this collection, each with nearly a hundred pages, and the titles are divided into one to three, obviously as a whole.

With such a rich content, it is not a trifle no matter how you look at it.

"It's just a cultivation method, but it needs so much content to fill it?"

With some trepidation in his mind, Wang Hao read them one by one. But just such a simple act made him completely immersed.

When Wang Hao came back to his senses leisurely, he looked up and found that the sky had already dimmed.

To actually watch all day's work all at once?

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that on the way, because of hunger in the belly, I will turn to gather my mind.

But Wang Hao is already a first-level qi-refining cultivator. Although a person like him can't be as exaggerated as bigu.

But when you need it, it's not a problem to be hungry for a day or two.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing... I just thought it was Gu Qingqing being polite and exaggerating. But I never thought that there is such a way."

In this book, the author mentions the ways that cultivators can perceive others of the same kind, and this is exactly the reason why Wang Hao and Fushengling collided.

"The reason why a cultivator can be transcendental is the existence of a 'source'. Whether it is the dantian, the sea of ​​consciousness, or other parts, as long as this point is opened up, the cultivator itself will be in a state of releasing energy. "

In Wang Hao's view...it's more like a change in life's stance.

As clear as the difference between an elephant and a zebra.

If the former walks among the grasslands, no matter how careful it is, its exaggerated weight and sense of presence will always move towards the surroundings, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

This is the difference and the inevitable result.

Therefore, even though Wang Hao had already concealed his body shape that day, in the eyes of others, he looked like a man who could not laugh or cry—

An elephant stood among the zebras and carefully buried his head so that others could not see him?

It's just a joke.

"And in this book, I want to transform the 'advanced' life energy into another form through self-exercise..."

As the saying goes, blocking is worse than sparse.

The authors of the book clearly agree with this statement. To this man, it was more adaptation than shielding.

"Following the changes in the environment, let the energy that you radiate also transform, so as to achieve the effect of camouflage."

They are also fierce beasts, but like an anaconda in a dense forest, or a tiger in a mountain stream.

The smooth scales and skin of snakes, and the thick pads of felines, all allow the beasts to fully hide in a suitable environment.

Show the most reasonable posture in the most suitable place. This is the principle that this book intends to express.

After realizing this, Wang Hao couldn't help showing an expression of admiration on his face - you must know that the characters who survived in this era have very limited knowledge, usually they are the masters and teachers of heaven and earth.

Basically, it's not a system of rules.

Under this premise, the author was able to conceive such a complete and amazing theory.

If it was Wang Hao himself, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it.

Compared with these, what surprised Wang Hao the most was that there was no threshold for this kind of cultivation method!

Fundamentally speaking, the key to the cultivation of this book is to control the frequency of breathing, thereby driving the ups and downs of the body and the speed of blood circulation.

This is not a method that can be learned quickly, because breathing is a sparse and common thing.

No one would pay attention to it on weekdays, but now suddenly want to change, this naturally requires energy investment, and it is possible to get results.

It's another matter of water grinding.

At the same time, Wang Hao also understood the reason why Gu Qingqing gave this collection of books.

Just because in today's era, there are not many people who can touch Xianmen, and they are successful in their cultivation. Everyone can't wait to show off and let the whole world know how powerful they are!

Who else would bother to learn such a superfluous method?

Only someone as strange as Wang Hao would be interested in UU reading www.uukanshu.com.

"Let's not talk about other things, just look at the effect of this method. For me... it's already a help in the snow!"

As long as he thoroughly studies it, and when Wang Hao takes to the streets, he naturally does not need to be afraid of being noticed by other monks.

And on this premise, it doesn't matter whether the 'ban' is held or not.

It's not too late for good things.

Wang Hao didn't hesitate, just stuffed some food and began to continue his research on these three collections.

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In the blink of an eye, the seven-day overcast is fleeting.

During this period, Wang Hao just reluctantly got used to the laws and tricks of the breathing technique.

After a deliberate attempt, he can now suppress his breath to the level of an ordinary person in a short period of time.

As long as he doesn't deliberately provoke him and attract the attention of other monks. There is almost no possibility of Wang Hao being exposed right now.

At the same time, Wang Hao also set aside two hours a day to go to Gu Changsheng's house to find that Hong Er to practice boxing.

There is no key to such a horizontal training book. Ordinary people have to spend years and years to accumulate a little bit of confidence.

If it's normal, I'll learn about it at the end of the seven days.

But Wang Hao is already a qi cultivator, and his strength is like a water buffalo. Learning such an introductory thing is more effective with less effort.

Now that the seven days have passed, his moves are well-rounded.

Although it's not enough to enter the hall, but it's not a problem to play twice to greet those rascals.

One afternoon, Wang Hao was walking out of Gu Changsheng's courtyard.

He was in bunts and sweating slightly, just like he had exercised.