Daddy's Tech Shop

Chapter 5 Black Technology of Martial Arts Value
Some people are born to love to write.

Such as Wei Shen, such as the low pressure system.

After an introduction to the system, Chen Shiba understood the general idea, pointed to Feng Xuanhu and said, "Closing your eyes and feeling the changes?"

Feng Xuanhu closed his eyes obediently, felt for a long time, but did not notice any changes in himself, the same physique, the same spirit, the same vitality, the same size, bah, the last one was crossed out.

"It's not about feeling yourself, it's about feeling the world around you." Chen Shiba reminded.

Feng Xuanhu closed his eyes and felt his surroundings. At first, the surroundings were dark. After continuing to perceive, gradually, strands of free shimmering threads emerged from the darkness.

"This is... Spiritual Qi Gossamer?" Feng Xuanhu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then closed them at a faster speed, feeling the surroundings again.

The moment you close your eyes, the world around you becomes dark again. With continuous induction, strands of aura spring up in the darkness. Although it is very faint and superficial, it does exist.

"It's really a spring of spiritual energy!" Feng Xuanhu was extremely pleasantly surprised.

If he can sense the spirit spring, it means that he can practice!

The biggest difference between ordinary people and monks is that monks can sense the aura between heaven and earth and absorb it to cultivate spiritual power, while ordinary people can't. Feng Xuanhu is an ordinary person who can't sense aura and can't cultivate. Dawdling in the streets and corners, unable to enter the magnificent world of monks.

But now it is different, I can actually feel the spiritual energy, although it is very weak, but it is a big surprise for Feng Xuanhu, it means that he can practice in the future, and he is no longer an ordinary person.

The difference between zero and one is bigger than the difference between one and one hundred.

One to one hundred is an increase in quantity, while zero to one is from scratch, which are two completely different levels. The current Feng Xuanhu is from zero to one, from being unable to cultivate to being able to cultivate.

"This game is so miraculous that it can actually improve a person's cultivation aptitude?" Feng Xuanhu said incredulously.

Surprise is more of a surprise. I can feel the spiritual energy after only playing one game. Wouldn't it be possible to have elementary aptitude if I played a few more games?Once you have elementary qualifications, you will officially enter the door of monks.

There are only two kinds of people in the world of philosophers, ordinary people and monks.Ordinary people can't sense aura and can't cultivate in their whole life, but monks absorb aura to cultivate spiritual power, and after years of changes, monks have derived thousands of different schools of cultivation, which are the schools of thought.

As soon as everyone is born, the first thing to do is to measure aptitude, which is divided into:

Ordinary people, this is the largest group of people, cannot feel aura and cannot practice.

Elementary aptitude, able to feel a small amount of aura springs, qualified for cultivation.

Medium aptitude, feel a lot of aura gossamer, and have a faster cultivation speed.

High-level qualifications, sensitive to the aura, the aura you feel is no longer the aura spring, but the aura fog.

A genius, that is, a natural talent, with extraordinary talent, can resonate with the heaven and the earth, and his cultivation speed and spiritual understanding are far beyond ordinary people.

A peerless genius, a monk with this level of qualifications can basically establish a sect by himself, create a sect, and leave a name for thousands of years.

On top of peerless geniuses, there are ancient and modern geniuses who have transcended the ages. Even in legends, there is a kind of natural saint who ascended to the top of the world from birth, but legends are legends after all, so I don’t know if there are any.

Among the people Chen Shiba knew, Xixi's innate enlightenment body was a peerless genius, but the innate enlightenment body was limited, and he could only practice Taoist methods, and Xixi's mother, Tang Yuxi, possessed the legendary military spirit Qibao Linglong Pagoda, It is the qualification of ancient and modern wizards.

As for himself, he couldn't sense the aura and was an ordinary person full of streets, so he could somewhat understand Feng Xuanhu's excited mood.

Feeling the change in himself, Feng Xuanhu looked at Chen Shiba again, and he couldn't help but feel a little more awe in his eyes. He can detect things in the void, and he can also make a game console to improve his aptitude.

Feng Xuanhu has a wild personality. He has been on the streets for so many years. He is always bullying and fearing the strong. But he still has a bit of quack spirit in his bones. He may not be able to repay his kindness, but at least he will not repay his kindness. For him, the boss opened it for him. Opening the door to the world of monks, this is somewhat of a kindness, although he may not repay it, but it is inevitable that he will be grateful, not to mention that the Daoist Lord does not need to repay anything himself.

Feng Xuanhu cupped his hands slightly, and respectfully said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chen Shiba was stunned.

Your Majesty?

As for the woolen thread, I'm not Bai Zihua.

Chen Shiba naturally didn't know what Feng Xuanhu was thinking. He pointed to the game helmet next to him and said, "How is it? Is the product satisfactory after trial use? Do you need to return it?"

Feng Xuanhu hurriedly hugged the game helmet, and shook his head desperately: "Never retreat, never retreat, even if killed!"

What a joke, I can sense the aura gossamer after just one round, and the elementary aptitude will be stable after playing for a while. If ten spirit stones are exchanged for a magic weapon that can improve aptitude, a fool will return it!
"By the way, a friendly reminder, the martial arts value is +1 if the game fails, and the martial arts value is +100 if you can pass the level." Chen Shiba reminded.

"+100 martial arts value!" Feng Xuanhu couldn't calm down, and immediately put on the game helmet: "Boss, you go ahead, I'll play here for a while."

After speaking, go directly to the game.

This time he learned how to behave, he didn't choose a hero at random, and he was killed in an instant by Kusanagi Kyoka in the last game. Choose Grass Pheasant Beijing.

But Feng Xuanhu obviously overlooked one point, the King of Fighters, it depends not on what you choose, but on what you know.

As if to confirm this conclusion, the system chose Mai Shiranui in this game, Feng Xuanhu was overjoyed, and was about to use Kusakachi Kyoichi to avenge his shame, but the game controlled Mai Shiranui's various moving and hiding skills, various flower butterfly fans + Ninja Bee Consumption of blood, finally full of gas explosion, a set of Dance of the Momonga + super killer ninja bee directly taken away.

"OK!"

"game over!"

"Game settlement: Martial arts value +1, please keep up the good work!"

Feng Xuanhu is dumb and can't tell if he suffers from eating coptis, what the hell, I may have played a fake game, is this still the Mai Shiranui I manipulated?

"This game can not only improve aptitude, but also exercise practical experience. The characters are the same, but different people use them differently."

For making up the knife or something, Grandma Chen asked himself that he would not be weaker than others in his life.

Feng Xuanhu's old face was blue and red: "I don't believe it anymore, come again!"

"Drip!"

"Game reminder: Your number of games is about to reach the upper limit, please pay attention to use."

Feng Xuanhu froze for a moment, only to find that in the lower right corner of the character selection page, there were three small signs of red hearts, two of which had been dimmed, leaving only the last one.

"Is there a limit to the number of times in this game?" Feng Xuanhu was unwilling.

Chen Shiba explained: "Although the high-intensity battle in the game world can stimulate the potential and improve the player's qualifications, it is a great burden on the body, so you can only play up to three games a day."

Feng Xuanhu nodded, he understands the truth of going too far, but he can only play three games a day, and the martial arts value of each game is +1, so when will he reach the elementary aptitude?
"We must play every game well. If you lose, your martial arts value will be +1, and if you win, your martial arts value will be +100. The gap is a hundred times!" Feng Xuanhu secretly felt ruthless.

"Come again!"

Feng Xuanhu put on the helmet and entered the game. Perhaps because it was the last chance, he chose the characters extra cautiously this time, and looked at each character one by one.

Chen Shiba didn't urge him, he patted Xixi's little head hiding behind him, and said, "It's not a good habit to waste, Xixi, can you finish the leftover lunch with Dad?"

Xixi nodded her head twice vigorously: "Yeah, don't waste it, don't waste it."

Nanny Chen hugged Xixi, and the little guy babbled in his arms: "Papa, why is the vicious uncle sitting there still?"

Scraping Xixi's delicate Qiong nose, Grandma Chen said: "He is playing a game of wooden figures with us Xixi, let's finish our meal quickly and play with him, shall we?"

Xixi shook her little head: "No, that uncle is so fierce, Xixi is afraid."

Actually scared my little princess, mmp, where is my little notebook, blacklist blacklist, from now on, this product will not be allowed to enter the store to buy things if it does not wear women's clothing.

After returning to the dining table, Xixi rubbed her swollen belly after a meal, "Papa, Xixi is full, so full."

Chen Shiba patted Xixi's little head, then glanced at Feng Xuanhu, that guy was still reading the character introduction, Chen Shiba was not in a hurry, and got up to clear the dining table.

Lingling, ringing, ringing——

Just as the table was cleared, the wind chimes at the door rang again.

Another visitor?

Chen Shiba looked at the door, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy just opened the door and came in. The boy had delicate features, was dressed in brocade clothes, and carried a black broken sword on his back. Slight aura fluctuations.

monk?

Chen Shiba smiled.

(End of this chapter)