"What way!"

Zhao Yu looks at him suspiciously.

Everyone in the world knows that people who are born to waste their pulse are basically hopeless.

Even if those powerful practitioners come here, they are helpless.

Although he is not valued in the royal family, he is also a prince at least.

No matter what the royal family did, even for their own face, they sent many strong men to show him.

However, they are of no use. After so many years, he is just a useless person, and still can't gather Qi.

Over the years, he has given up a bit in the morning.

Because no matter how many strong people there are in this world, no one has a way to solve such a problem.

Moreover, there is no place in the world where people with natural waste pulse can be repaired and re cultivated.

But in front of him, the Taoist in white, whom he had never seen, told himself that he had a house there.

His first feeling was that there was something he didn't believe.

I think the white robed Taoist is deceiving him.

But on second thought, what else is worth cheating?

In addition to being a prince of high status, what else is valuable in yourself that is worthy of being cheated by such practitioners?

Maybe these things on your body are not worth the attention of these practitioners.

I'm a useless person. I really don't have anything to let others try their best to cheat me.

So, in his heart, which had been abandoned for a long time, there was a thought again.

If the white robed Taoist didn't cheat him, he really has a way to solve these problems.

If this is the case, then I can become the superior cultivator.

At least, I can get a certain position in the royal family.

At least not to say that the status of those who do not despise their own.

However, I think again, what if this white haired man is amusing himself?

After all, the world is so big that it has never been said that people who are born with waste pulse can practice.

This kind of thing is something that people at the top of the world couldn't do that day. However, in the hands of a very young Taoist with white robes, is there any way to cure the natural waste pulse.

This white robed Taoist is not a strong man in terms of age.

After all, those who stand at the top of the world, which one is not very old.

There has never been such a young face.

Although this world, is the fist is big, but, a person's age, also can see the strength of others is not strong.

After all, which of those strong people is not old, and never has such a young person become strong.

So, after he put out a little hope in his heart, it was extinguished in a twinkling of an eye.

He thought that the white robed Taoist was just amusing himself.

Although he has nothing to be greedy for, it's just for recreation, and he doesn't need to get anything.

"The Taoist priest is joking. The world is so big. It has never been said that people with natural pulse can practice!"

Zhao Yu had a bitter smile on his face.

He has thoroughly thought that the white robed Taoist is amusing himself.

In the heart has completely lost hope.

"Ha ha, how do you know if you don't try?"

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