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Chapter three hundred and thirteen: hit hard(2/3)

He can make friends with anyone, although many people look down on him and think he is a lackey.

But if you think about it carefully, this is not a skill.

Such people have friends everywhere and are very suitable to be peacemakers.

If Liu Wu takes this route and has someone standing behind him, he can easily gain a foothold in the outer gate or even the inner gate.

"Okay, I'll go back and look for it."

See what Zhang Heng said with caution.

Liu Wu also agreed with a serious face, ready to look back at Mengchangjun's deeds.

When Zhang Heng saw this, he didn't leave him alone.

Just when seeing each other off, she took a wooden box from the cupboard to him and said bluntly: "If you want to be the best in the world, then there is no need. You don't have the blessing of being the best in the world, but this cultivation level is also

You can’t be too weak, you have to stay at the bottom of the first class no matter what.”

Liu Wu's talent is not bad.

Although he is not a genius, he is still top-notch among ordinary people.

If he continues to support me, I should be able to be on the last train of heroes and have a place at the party.

This is already very good.

People who are not in the same circle cannot hang out together.

As far as Cui Min and Yun Lingzhi are concerned, those who can play with them every day either have extraordinary family backgrounds or are also little geniuses themselves.

There are not many people like this in Yaochi Immortal Mansion.

"This is?"

Looking at the wooden box in his hand, Liu Wu was a little undecided.

Zhang Heng told him to relax and said with a smile: "There are three gangs for one hero. I don't like socializing. Maybe one day, I will have to rely on you to build up my reputation."

Liu Wu opened his mouth.

I can't think of what Zhang Heng can do with him.

But in the end, he said nothing and left.

Watching his back.

Zhang Yitong stood leaning against the door and said with a pout, "You are very generous. There are dozens of spiritual pills in the wooden box, right?"

Zhang Heng doesn't think so: "Elixirs are easy to come by, but talents are hard to find. It's hard to say that Liu Wu's future achievements will be higher than Yun Lingzhi's."

"he?"

Zhang Yitong was surprised: "Yun Lingzhi is the number one person in the outer sect. In terms of talent, even Cui Min is not as good as him."

Zhang Heng explained: "Talent is temporary, but character and resilience last a lifetime. What's more, is Liu Wu's talent bad?"

"It's not bad, just not as outstanding as Yun Lingzhi. Among the tens of thousands of new outer disciples, his talent is at least within a hundred."

"And compared with Yun Lingzhi's arrogance, Liu Wu is capable of bending and stretching, and he also knows how to assess the situation."

"One day, Yun Lingzhi will meet an opponent crazier and more talented than him and crush him to death."

"And Liu Wu, with his character, can get along well with anyone in any era."

Yun Lingzhi's talent is very high.

Emotional intelligence and IQ cannot be complimented.

Liu Wu is less talented, but has high EQ and IQ.

Therefore, in Zhang Heng's opinion, Liu Wu may not be worse off than Yun Lingzhi in the future.

What's more.

There may be another opportunity to send a bouquet of flowers to Yun Lingzhi's funeral and say to his woman: "Sister-in-law, my condolences."

When the weather is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, there will be misfortune.

Along the way, Zhang Heng had never seen a monk like Long Aotian who could reach such heights.

Reality is not a novel. People who do things without common sense and without brains can only be rampant for a while. How can they be rampant for a lifetime?

When times come, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free.

This is the kind of person I'm talking about.

"Zhang Heng..."

"Um?"

"I stood for a whole day listening to lectures, and my legs are so sore."

Zhang Heng: "???"

...

...

Zhang Heng looked helpless.

In his opinion, Zhang Yitong is definitely not the protagonist, at best she is just a supporting actress.

Because she has no brains either.

She didn't listen to anything Zhang Heng said.

It seems like listening to him doesn't show off one's abilities.

What happened?

"Are you angry?"

"No..."

Zhang Heng raised his head.

What met Zhang Yitong's big innocent eyes.

"mean."

The eldest lady sat on the chair holding her legs and pulling on the stockings on her feet.

Zhang Heng looked down.

I found a hole in the stockings at the toes. At this moment, the crystal-clear toes were nodding playfully.

"Does it look good?"

Zhang Yitong stretched out his feet and touched Zhang Heng's knee: "Go and cook quickly, stop thinking so wildly."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "You must have something wrong."

"Duplicity!"

Looking at Zhang Heng's figure.

Zhang Yitong held his chin and smiled: "I don't know what you are thinking yet."

Finished.

He sniffed his nose, then brought his hand to his nose and smelled it.

The face is slightly red.

He went to take a shower calmly.

...

The sun changes and the stars change.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a year since Zhang Heng and his new batch of freshmen joined the Immortal Mansion.

Zhang Heng looked at his own cultivation level, which was at the second level of the Golden Core. He was quite satisfied.

Looking at Zhang Yitong again, he is even more satisfied with the ninth level of Qi training.

And compared to his cultivation, he was more pleased with the progress in alchemy.

On the surface, he is an eighth-level alchemist who can refine elixirs for the Qi refining stage and the foundation building stage.

In fact, he is a sixth-grade alchemist who can even refine elixirs from the Nascent Soul stage.

It's just that he didn't show off.

Because among the freshmen in the same class as him, Ling Yunzhi, who has the highest level of cultivation at the moment, has only just entered the foundation building realm.

There are even fewer people who can make alchemy. There are only a dozen people who have barely obtained the qualification of a ninth-grade alchemist.

Just like that, every one of them is arrogant, followed by dozens of people who are showing off their bad feet.

"Time flies so fast, it's been a year since we started."
To be continued...
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