The Bald Monk in the City

The first second was the starry sky with thousands of miles of silence in the middle of the night, the next second was the dusk of the sun approaching dusk.

When you step on it for thousands of miles in a flash, it means: Shrink the ground into an inch.

"Traveling to the north sea curtain Cangwu, the green snake in the sleeves is bold and courageous." If Yi Qiu's charm is higher, it will also have a hint of a fairy among the people.

But when he set up the evil wind and the black mist was rolling, all the fairy demeanor disappeared...

In Lev's studio, Yi Qiu and Lev leaned on the sand in the rest area.

The newly refurbished fireplace is exuding cozy warmth, and the semi-enclosed studio is filled with the fragrance of firewood barbecue and some slight smell of engine oil.

It was guided by Lev's work in the first half of the day: he carried out maintenance and cleaning of some machinery in his studio.

Although Eliev's current skills no longer rely on mechanical equipment. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

But occasionally, he also needs to use these things to replace some repetitive, boring, non-technical things.

In this regard, mechanical equipment has great advantages and can save forgers a lot of time and energy.

Lev's energy is sufficient, but his time is not very abundant...

"You said your son wants to learn...Sanbo?"

Because he had exchanged the Russian language pack before, Yi Qiu was able to understand Russian.

However, the language pack is sometimes like a more convenient Xinhua dictionary. Some local-specific nouns need to be searched to know their true meaning.

Because of the increased thinking, Yi Qiu only found the interpretation related to Sangbo after only half a second.

Simply put, it is an unarmed fighting technique native to the bear country. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Yes, he looked at the bear head I placed in the living room, and then yelled that he would hunt a bear with his bare hands as a gift for his beloved girl!"

"I told him not to use black bears to shame our family! Hahaha!"

Lev laughed and said, quite a bit of a "father" demeanor, and he couldn't see the sadness that he had slept for a week because of this.

"How old is your son?"

Yi Qiu took a sip of vodka, and then continued to chat with Lev.

He has become accustomed to the drastic changes in the environment in a short period of time, and he will not feel tired because of changing scenes many times in a row.

"I'm 15 years old. He is a strong guy. You can teach him a few hands if you are interested. My son is definitely not a stupid guy."

In Xiong Country, the legal age for marriage is 14 years old, so 15-year-old teasing girls are rare and common. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Mine is not suitable for him. I only master two schools of martial arts. A dragon-shaped fist needs enough strength to maintain its power, and the requirements of the tearing flow are higher."

Yi Qiu touched his bald head. Although based on the level of unarmed combat, he is now capable of various skills in unarmed combat.

It is more reliable that it is not obtained through learning, but directly passed on through the promotion of monk level.

That has become something close to instinct, so he naturally doesn't know how to teach.

"It's a pity... just let the bear cub go on his own."

Lev waved his hand indifferently. As a player who had the status of a fighter who had escaped from the apprentice level, he naturally understood the matter.

He tried to teach his swordsmanship to his best friends, but failed. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Although Fan's skill is not a rare thing for the multiverse, it does not mean how simple its practice is for ordinary humans.

But he didn't want Yi Qiu to teach his son. Although that was better, it didn't make any real sense.

While he was dealing with the magic ore that Yi Qiu brought to him as a gift, he discovered that one of the ore contained a spar wrapped in an alien insect.

After being identified by the comprehensive web, this is an amber from a brown spiny spider of the Setaria family.

There is no special purpose, the only value is its own ornamental value and collection significance.

After all, this is a biological amber from a foreign land tens of thousands of years ago, and naturally has its collection value.

This brown spine spider has naturally lost its life, but under the amber wrapper, it still looks like it was before birth, as if time has been stagnated. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Lev had naturally seen amber before, but this amber found in the ore he collected from Yi Qiu in the Dragon Cave gave him a new touch.

Perhaps it was his feelings about the giant dragon, or maybe his admiration for Yi Qiu's wonderful adventure life, or perhaps the vastness and depth of the multiverse gave him some new touches...

Lev put the bottle on the table, then looked at Yi Qiu, he squirmed his lips and said:

"Yi, time is the greatest and fair referee..."

Lev's expression was a little dazed, and even his tone became a little more subtle.

"I don't know if I will regret my decision when I close my eyes when it is dead."

"But I want to come, even if I regret it is bitter with a hint of sweetness..."

"I used to believe, but now I am sure: You are bound to cross the limit of everything."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"A hundred years later~www.readwn.com~ If my heir is selected by the comprehensive network..."

"Tell him that his great-grandfather wanted him to see the endless starry sky for him..."

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After a good drink, Yi Qiu walked back to the temple with a drunk foot on the tail of the night.

Men's friendship does not need to be too strong to gather and disperse. In their leisure time, they can drink together, talk about the mountains, or go to Summoner Canyon or Arathi Basin to warm up old dreams.

Simple and pure, no need to add other things.

The mountain breeze in the snowy area is cool, and a small temple hidden in the ridge above the lonely mountain range is particularly cold.

Reunion is only a momentary eagerness, loneliness is the long-term friend.

From the banquet with cups and chips to the small gathering of toasting and pushing, all the hustle and bustle, celebration, all the warm emotions settled down, leaving only the deep lake in the soul with a quiet light.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, he had long been used to such loneliness.

In other words, it is not loneliness, but a stage in which spiritual practice must be adapted.

The monk's meditation practice initially sharpens the resistance to pain, and then tests the persistence to temptation.

What always accompanies the period is the habit of loneliness.

Standing on the top of the snow mountain, Yi Qiu unlocked the effect of fashion.

The more irritable mountain wind in the middle of the night made the black robe behind him violently, and the cold moonlight was reflected on his smooth head.

The Venus star is already shining its brilliance, the night and morning are mixed together, and darkness and light reflect each other.

Yi Qiu opened his backpack, and in the grid he had placed beforehand, a key with a strange light was lying quietly there.

That is the ticket to purgatory...

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