Under One Person: I really don’t want to be the savior

It’s hard to put it into words…”

Ma Long explained his slow learning progress and the consensus reached with Feng Baobao.

“Uh, okay.

Go and talk to Village Chief Ma in the evening. He has been waiting for you all afternoon. "

"Going right now!"

Ma Long agreed, took Feng Baobao, and the three of them went straight to Ma Xianhong's small workshop.

……

"what?

You don't want to learn anymore?

Such a great opportunity for you!

This is something that others can't get even if their knees are broken and their heads are smashed.

You just gave up when you said you gave up?

Leader, what am I talking about? Mr. Long has a strong eye but a weak hand, and he is not willing to suffer the hardships of our craftsmen! "

After hearing that Ma Long didn't want to continue learning Shen Ji Bai Lian, before Ma Xianhong could speak, Qiu Rang, a loyal believer on the side, was almost crazy.

He couldn't understand why Ma Long gave up just because his practice progress was slow.

Ma Xianhong laughed.

"Hahaha!

I stopped my losses in time, didn’t indulge in it, and was able to recognize myself so quickly. My hard work for more than half a month was not in vain! "

"Ugh!

There is no way, I really don’t have this talent!

I can only rely on you, Lao Ma, to refine weapons in the future. "

"Good talk good talk!"

Ma Xianhong agreed casually.

"Oh!

In this case, I won't be polite, please give me five hundred bite bags first.

It’s the storage ball you refined. As you know, my family in Salvation Palace now has a big business and a large population! "

Ma Long shamelessly approached and reached out his palm to ask for it.

"I go!

Do you think you are a jelly bean? Do you want five hundred and five hundred?

Brother, are you going to tire me out? "

Ma Xianhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Even if he was as talented as him, with the blessing of the divine machine and hundreds of refinements, it would not be possible to refine so many sacs in a short time.

Moreover, Ma Xianhong had more advanced weapon refining to complete, and he also had to study the structure of the self-cultivation furnace, so he didn't want to waste time at all.

"Uh, that's it!

Lao Ma, how much can you give me? "

"Well, brother, let me give you five bite bags first.

This kind of high-end equipment really can't be spread to everyone, so let's do our best.

You look at the allocation. "

Ma Xianhong took out five capsule-eating balls and handed them over, and Ma Long quickly caught them.

"Come on!

I'm happy to give you one, so thank you, Lao Ma.

There was nothing going on in the village and we left in two days.

If there is any progress in your self-cultivation furnace, please notify me in time! "

"Don't worry, brother, there are still drawings later and I need you to help me design them!"

……

The three of them finished dinner, said goodbye to Ma Xianhong, and returned to the room.

Wang Ye originally wanted to go back to his residence, but now that he has nothing to do, he will leave Biyou Village soon.

There is no need for three people to squeeze into a room anymore.

Seeing Ma Long and Feng Baobao swaggering into the room, Wang turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly his wrist was grabbed, Wang Ye said in panic.

"Uncle Junior, what are you doing?

Let’s not sleep together tonight! "

"If something happens, come in!"

Ma Long looked serious, and Wang no longer shied away.

After Ma Long finished drawing the two talismans, he used Qi to activate them and sealed the entire house.

This has become Ma Long's signature move. Whenever something happens, beware that walls have ears.

"Uncle Junior, why don't you stop?

I just finished my work, what happened again? "

Wang also slumped down on the sofa very reluctantly.

"Hmph, what if I said, I found the dead dog you used to water your friends with, and the mysterious mastermind behind it.

Are you interested? "

"what?

Don't be joking, tell me quickly. "

Wang Ye sat up suddenly with a serious expression, these two things had been lingering in his mind.

I also tried asking questions thousands of times in the interior, but to no avail.

Ma Long didn't hold back and told everything that happened in the afternoon.

Including the "Guan Qi Technique" that Yu HuaDu taught him, but Ma Long could not give the technique to Wang Ye, but could only describe the approximate effect of the technique.

"Hiss, little uncle, it's not easy to draw poison in this domain.

I agree with you, he is of high seniority.

From your description, he is definitely not an immortal.

seem……"

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"What does it look like? Tell me quickly!"

Ma Long stared at Wang Ye anxiously.

"Looks like a ghost!"

"what!

ghost?

Damn it, are there ghosts in this world? "

Ma Long was shocked. This was completely beyond his knowledge. He thought this was just an ordinary parallel world.

I didn’t expect there were so many fancy gadgets.

"Haha, you can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Is it strange to have a ghost?

It's just relatively rare, but you can be sure that there are no immortals in this world!

So Yu Hua Po is definitely not a fairy! "

Wang Ye replied affirmatively.

"Why? What's the reason for your judgment?

It’s not surprising to have ghosts, but not to have immortals? "

Ma Long had never heard of Wang Ye's remarks.

"Ugh!

Because of Heavenly Master!

You know that only by ascending can you become a true immortal, but only a few of our predecessors have ascended, and they never come back!

In the past few hundred years, the person who has the greatest hope of ascending is probably the Heavenly Master.

His strength has shocked the past and present. Even if you read through the classics, it seems that the old Heavenly Master is not inferior to the sages of the past!

Of course, this is what we are saying, and Heavenly Master will naturally not be so arrogant! "

"That's not right!

Heavenly Master, this is so amazing!

Even if he was strong enough to meet the requirements for ascension, why didn't he become an immortal?

And have the Inhumans become weaker in our era?

Why is it that only the old Heavenly Master rides Juechen so that the people behind him can hardly see his back! "

"Uncle Junior, you are right to the point.

Even in an era when firearms were prevalent, foreigners were suppressed, coupled with war and turmoil, many masters and inheritances were lost.

But I have to admit that the strength of the aliens has become weaker and weaker in the past hundred years, and no one has ascended.