I didn't know where I should go. Wang Foer lived with these refugees.

Mr. Tu Jing is very fond of being a teacher. Wang Foer was worried that he would tend to be illiterate, so he came to Mr. Tu Jing's home every day to listen to his lectures and learn the literary history of the Dagan Dynasty.

At first, Mr. Tu Jing also talked about some introductory primary school, but then he discovered that Wang Foer reads ten lines at a glance, and learns from one example and learns from one example. The teachings become more difficult. In a flash, more than a month passed, and most of his collection of books had been read by Wang Foer.

As soon as the war in Lingzhou was extinguished, Dongfang Shuoming, the governor of Lingzhou, sent a team of soldiers to count the population and goods of six counties and twenty-two counties under his jurisdiction, and also gave some rice and grain to the small city.

Since I learned that the people of the Dagan Dynasty were martial, and if I wanted to learn some skills to save my life, I just needed to accumulate some training and devote myself to the Taoist temples of the academy. Wang Foer became concerned about yellow and white things.

However, the place here is remote, so no matter how you get rich, you even have a job opportunity. Everyone can support themselves and go to the field outside the city to collect berries and beasts, and no one has the spare money to hire child labor.

Aunt Yan was very nice to him, just like a biological son. Wang Foer was helpless and couldn't bear to let this woman be sad once. The plan of running away from home was really a plan and failed to achieve success.

The only gain was that he dug out a Twelve Beast-shaped Technique in Mr. Tu Jing's collection of books. It is said that it is the basic martial arts circulated by the Xidimu tribe. After he studied it carefully, he made great achievements.

After studying every day, I went to a secluded place outside the city to practice hard.

He had already found out that Mu Yuanzhi, the governor of Lingzhou, Yanzhou and Ganzhou, had two masters who passed on the treasures. The Water and Fire Linglong Tower can double the true energy, and the transformation beads can make people change endlessly. With such detailed references, he immediately knew what kind of thing he had in his hand.

The flame beast guns, fire dragon chariots, snake flame swords, gold-swalking armors, and dragon bows used by Mu Yuanzhi are also rare and brilliant weapons. The full set is worth more than 100,000 taels of gold.

Huh! The powerful airflow brought by the knife blew the soil away from both sides and cut out a deep ditch.

Wang Foer was on a whim today and took out Mu Yuanzhi's weapon and practiced it. Although the posture was cool, it had no practical use. The twelve beast-shaped techniques he had fallen from Mr. Tu Jing were purely fist and foot skills. It was the ancient martial arts that had been passed down by the Wood clan for a long time.

If you talk about status, it is similar to that of the Taizu Changquan and Shaolinquan on Earth. If you want to learn it, you can easily learn it. It is just that the Wood tribe provides the young people in the tribe with the foundation and tempering their bodies. There is no strong way to defeat the enemy.

Moreover, after a few days of practice, Wang Foer discovered why when Mr. Tu Jing took this thing, he said: "The martial arts of the Wood Clan are not suitable for you to practice. It is better to wait until you find a wise figure and detect the qi hole in your body. Which clan you are biased towards, so that you can choose the way."

Because the various tribes in the Middle Earth China have a common ancestor, the White Moon Demon Clan. Therefore, except for the small race characteristics, there is no significant difference in appearance. However, in addition to the blood of the White Moon Demon Clan, the human race in the hundred lands also has other ancestors, and the meridians, qi holes, and breath attributes in the body are very different.

The ancestors of various races created various secret methods of practice, which often targeted the characteristics of their own race. If other races obtained it, it was difficult to practice due to their different physiques. Even if they barely practiced, they would not be able to achieve profound attainments.

Because of this reason, people with purer bloodlines often practice martial arts and practice skills more than several times faster than ordinary people. Some people with too many bloodlines may be able to practice the skills of any race, but they cannot practice to a profound level.

Until now, Wang Foer has encountered a huge problem. He does not know which race he is from. In addition to practicing the Twelve Beast Shapes, he knows that he must be not the Wood Clan.

Although there are many species of the Western Di demon clan, there are only five demon clans, including the White Moon Demon Clan, the Dongfang Wood Clan, the Aheluo Feather Clan, the Dijia Clan, and the Wuxu Clan, and the other demon clans are relatively rare.

After countless attempts, Wang Fo'er could only barely practice the Mammoth Power Technique among the Twelve Beast Shapes, the Turtle Shell Xuangang Refining, and the Lingqiu Bone Claw Claw. It is purely some kung fu that increases strength, is strong, strong, rough and stupid.

"Maomao is in, the weapon is not good, and the fists are loose. If I continue like this, I will be out of here!"

Putting the snake flame sword back on the Fire Dragon Chariot, Wang Foer turned the fine copper chariot back to the copper ruler. He learned from a collection of Mr. Tujing that this Fire Dragon Chariot was a mechanical chariot made by mechanical techniques. The red flame dragon beast pulled was not life, but the soul sealed on the chariot by the mechanical sorcerer with soul seal technique. Without the ferocious power of his life, he would not attack people, and could only be used to pull chariots.

Similarly, as a spirit, ordinary attacks cannot hurt these red-flame dragon beasts sealed by the Soul Seal Technique. This is also the reason why Mu Yuanzhi died in battle with his soldiers, but these eight strange beasts were unharmed.

It was still early, and Wang Foer didn't want to go back to see Aunt Yan's expression. He also knew that Aunt Yan might not know that he was not his son, but he tried hard to deceive him, otherwise this poor woman would not be able to survive. From others, Wang Foer already knew that Aunt Yan's whole family was killed by the army, and there were no husbands, parents, and sisters left.

Sitting on the ground, Wang Foer was bored and started practicing what he had developed a habit recently. The cold and cold true energy in his body came from life. With the help of the Water and Fire Linglong Tower, Wang Foer would realize that he had made some progress every time he activates this power.

Although he didn't know what he would have learned in this kind of cultivation, whenever the ice-cold true energy spreads all over his body, there would be a faint layer of frost on his body. Although there was no better way to use it, at least he knew that he could defeat his five corpse soldiers.
Chapter completed!