MTL - Library of Heaven’s Path-Chapter 12 Dragon and blood circulation [third more]

After half an hour, Zhang Hang walked out of the logistics office, his eyes flashing, full of excitement.

Change to the predecessor, today's loss must be eaten, but with the Tiandao Library, life is completely different, and has embarked on another direction.

"Maybe, it’s right to cross it! I hope this gorgeous life!"

The fist is pinched and Zhang hangs out.

He used to be a librarian. He lived a two-point line. He was ordinary, mediocre and simple. If he continued to work, he would only be able to hold his dead wages. He couldn’t do anything. It’s not the same here. With the Tiandao Library, this great gift package, you may be able to go further and further and become stronger and stronger, and come out with a brand new, gorgeous life!

At this moment, Zhang Hang is finally completely integrated into this world! There is no inner struggle in a foreign country.

"Don't pull me, let me die, I'm gonna die..."

Being secretly happy, I heard a cry of screaming and crying from afar, the voice is like a crazy bison, it is called a heartbreaking lung.

Turning around and seeing a fat man, squatting to the artificial lake in the college, intends to commit suicide by jumping into the lake.

After the fat man, no one blocked it. He didn’t move forward, but he didn’t stop. Suddenly, he turned around and pulled the palm of his student’s hand and put it on himself. Come out.

"Don't pull me, let me die, I don't live..."

"..."

Everyone is speechless.

"It's too shameless!" Zhang shook his head.

This fat man, obviously not wanting to die, but also wants to make the illusion that others will not let him die, is really shameless.

Know that this guy is definitely not dead, too lazy to continue to pay attention, walk in the direction of his class, not far away, I heard the buzzing sound getting closer and closer, the ground shaking like a earthquake, followed by a pair of thick arms, hug Lived your own thigh.

"Teacher, beg you to accept me as a disciple, they all think that I am too fat, don't want me..."

Fatty, wow, cry.

"You release!"

Zhang Hang is silent for a while.

This guy is too curious. When he sees himself as a teacher, he rushes over and lets himself accept him as a disciple. This kind of person has never seen it before.

"The teacher promised to accept me, I let go!" The fat man had a nose and a nose, and the voice was a miserable one. The person was sad and smelled tears: "I have worshipped ten teachers today, no one. Yes, this teacher, you see me so poor, just accept me!"

The assessment between students will also affect the teacher's assessment. Such a fat guy has great problems in fighting and agility. Generally, famous teachers are unwilling to accept.

"I want to let me collect, but at least I have to look at your skills, what is the matter with your thigh?" Zhang hangs.

He owns the Tiandao Library, and there are no big problems in recruiting students. If it is too bad, it is impossible to earn income.

"Teacher, you must accept me as a disciple, I am quite capable..." The fat man looked up suspiciously and slowly released his arm.

"If you have the ability, you will know that it is useless to say so much!" Seeing that he still has some "reluctance", Zhang Susband abandoned his foot.

What is the matter, if a female student runs over and holds her thigh, it’s a man’s, it’s still a big fat guy... I don’t want to cry.

"Good! Look at me!" The fat man did not feel abandoned, and stood up and looked around. He took a few bricks from a distance, picked up one by one, and looked at his head. I smashed the past.

Hey!

The bricks are crushed into the end.

Then they picked up a few bricks and smashed them on their arms and legs. Without exception, the bricks were broken.

This guy looks fat, and he is actually working hard.

Ignore his cross-training, Zhang Sushang is looking at the automatically formed books in his mind.

The cross-practice is also a kind of martial arts. When the fat man shows up, the library immediately forms a content about him.

"Yuan Tao, the emperor's city is scattered, and the warriors gather for a period of interest!"

......

"Disadvantages: 18, one of them, the blood of the ancient dragon rhinoceros in the body, not activated! Second, the foundation is too bad, cultivation martial arts ..."

"Dragon and blood?"

See the above record, Zhang hangs.

Combined with the memory of the predecessor, he knows that the world, the blood, and the congenital body are very important. Any one of these two, as long as the application of the law, later cultivation, will advance by leaps and bounds.

The congenital body is divided into a variety of bodies, pure yin body, pure yang body, scaleless body, golden body body...

The blood vessels are also divided into various types, ancient veins, new veins, inheritance, mutations...

Everything, once discovered, will become the target of countless teachers.

The blood of this dragon and rhinoceros is a kind of ancient veins. It belongs to the blood of ancient times. It is said that cultivation to Dacheng, invulnerability, no object can be broken, is one of the most invincible blood in defense.

This seemingly inconspicuous, fat and shameless guy is actually ancient?

"The ancient pulse is not activated, it seems that even the guy himself does not know!"

The eyes are bright.

Among the blood, the ancient pulse is extremely powerful. This fat man visits more than a dozen teachers, and no one accepts it. Not everyone does not know the goods, but the blood in his body is not activated. It is no different from ordinary people. Don’t say that others can’t see it. Even his own, I am afraid I don't know!

However, even if you don't know, you have the potential in this area. The defensive power is much stronger than normal people. This has learned the martial arts of this assault.

"This guy must receive the door!"

The eyes are bright.

The students who have the ancient veins, the entire college, I don’t know how many years I have seen a case. How can such a good seedling be placed before him?

"Yes, I am now accepting you as a student, apprentice!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuanqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, and his face was lightly thrown out of the jade card representing his identity.

"Teacher, do you really accept me? Great..."

The fat man seems to have been hit hard. Hearing that there is a teacher who accepts him, he is not too hesitant to excite, directly scratching his fingers and handing the blood up.

"What kind of teacher is what kind of student, it makes sense, teacher garbage, students also garbage!"

At this moment, a cold noise sounded.

Turned around and saw a young man walked cold and proud.

The youth is a figure of Qianli. The black hair is draped over the shoulders. The white skin is like a gelatin, and the black eyes are seen, giving a sense of surprise.

"Shang Bin? Shen Biru?"

I saw two names appearing in the minds of the two people.

Speaking of Shen Biru, the entire college, I am afraid no one knows, no one knows!

It’s not that she’s a special person, but she’s a well-recognized beauty teacher. The school’s school flowers are eclipsed.

It’s just like this. The key lessons are taught. After less than a year at the college, it has become one of the most famous teachers in the entire college.

Indign and elegant, beautiful and learned, attracted many teachers to pursue crazy.

The predecessor is one of the pursuers.

However, the previous Zhang Hang was too failed, and the repair was low. The assessment was the worst, because the inferiority, although there was this heart, never talked to the goddess in the heart, let alone Pursuit.

This young man is called Shang Bin. He is the grandson of the elders of the college Shangchen. He is also one of the pursuers. He relies on his identity to suppress other pursuers. I don’t know where to hear Zhang Hang also likes Shen Biru. Every time he meets, he is ridiculous, even Hands-on.

However, Shen Biru seems to be uncomfortable with him. He has always been cold and bloody, and he is still anxious and helpless.

"Who are you talking about?" Hearing Shang Bin’s unreserved irony, Zhang Hang was not angry and turned to look at it.

"Garbage says you!" Shang Bin sneered.

"Oh, it really is ‘garbage’ that says me, stinks, stinks!” Zhang hangs his hand and makes a disgusting expression.

"You..." Shang Bin responded, and was stunned by the college's penultimate guy. His face was red.