How to behave is a problem, in fact, this is what Wang Tong is most anxious about.

Because he really didn't know whether his demon seed reincarnation place was this universe, and whether the other party could have an impact on this universe, Wang Tong reminded himself that he must be careful, careful, careful, if he is not careful, if he is really in this universe, he will definitely be slapped to death.

But no matter how careful you are, you can't help but cultivate, you can't help but improve yourself, right?

Don't say anything about hiding your identity, this so-called hidden identity, dual identity, in the same universe, just fooling ordinary people, if you want to fool the existence of the star master, it must be you yourself fooled by your brain.

If you don't want to be fooled, what should you do?

The reality is that the other person knows his or her personality, and no matter how much he behaves, he or she may be predicted by the other person.

He wouldn't have expected you to be here in the dark? Yes.

Didn't he expect you to use such a method as a dual identity and a two-skin face?

Yes.

Wouldn't he have thought that you were hiding in the shadows and developing in secret?

Yes!

It can be said that his personality, his own ability and his temper are well known to the other party, and he may also be good at the six gods, in such a situation, how can he not be predicted by the other party?

It didn't take long for Wang Tong to think of a solution.

Drawing!

Yes, the lottery!

What kind of performance should you have, no matter how far-sighted you are, no matter how you calculate, it is useless, because it is possible to be calculated by the other party, in this case, then, why not draw lots and hand everything over to the ethereal and ruthless providence?

So, just do it, find a few bamboo sticks, on which are written "son of the plane", "a generation of Tianjiao", "peerless heroes", "outstanding talents", "talents", "excellent talents", "good talents", "ordinary talents", "middle and upper assets", "medium assets", "middle and lower assets", "reckless assets", "waste one (non-waste material flow)", "waste one (waste material flow)" , a total of fifteen choices, and then put it in a jar, close your eyes, close your spiritual sense, shake and shake, shake and shake more than a dozen times, and finally a bamboo stick flew out, Wang Tong picked it up and looked at it, only to see that there were only two words on it: "Renjie".

"Talent"!!

He blinked, with a slight hesitation in his heart, but in the end, he gathered all the bamboo sticks together and burned them all in one fire.

"Then it's a master!!"

In this world, it is not difficult to be born like him, with such qualifications, to fight hard and become a talent, but to become a good talent, you have to make some efforts, to become an excellent talent, you need to have an opportunity, it is almost impossible to become a talent, and then go to the next level, become a masterpiece, and leave a name in history, that is not what a person like him should do.

But since it was the will of heaven, Wang Tong was ready to follow it.

"I don't know if there is a handiwork of the demon seed in the providence of this world?!!"

He thought silently, "However, since you want to be a hero, it's not a matter of now, and the people who suddenly appear and those who have laid a solid foundation are still completely different." ”

"Mom, didn't you say that grandpa the day after tomorrow will recruit new disciples?

At dinner that night, Wang Tong directly made such a request to the cheap old mother of this body.

He Xia was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Wang Tong with some surprise, is there a son in this world who knows her better than a mother?

She is too familiar with her son, this kid's qualifications are just average, just like his Lao Tzu, if it weren't for any miracle, he wouldn't have gone far on the road of martial arts in this life, and he was already thankful for being able to rank, plus he was deeply influenced by his Lao Tzu Wang Bai, and he was not keen on martial arts, and suddenly gave himself such a surprise, but rather a fright.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, He Xia said, "Although your grandfather is the owner of the Ming Dao Pavilion, the Ming Dao Pavilion has its own rules for accepting disciples, and the requirements are very strict, and it is not so easy for you to enter." ”

This is very euphemistic, after all, it is her son, if it is someone else, her eyes will definitely glare, and she said viciously, "With your qualifications, your understanding, you still have to enter the martial arts hall and dream!!"

Wang Tong's face immediately collapsed, he is now playing the role of an eight-year-old child, it is impossible to behave like an adult, but it is impossible for you to let him put down his face and be coquettish, otherwise he will definitely feel greatly embarrassed when it is passed on to the main distraction and nightmare clone, so he just has a gloomy face and does not speak.

"Okay, you can take him and ask, it won't take too much time anyway!"

Wang Bai on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and pushed He Xiadao.

This is not because of how much he supports Wang Tong, but because he feels that Wang Tong is just a child now, and it is difficult to reason with him, so take him directly to the martial arts hall to see the harshness of the martial arts hall to accept disciples, and naturally dispel those unrealistic thoughts in his heart now, wasn't he like this back then?

After listening to Wang Bai's words, He Xia nodded and said, "Okay, it happens that the day after tomorrow is free, you can go back with me, but your grandfather has always been serious and square, don't think that you are his grandson, you can go through the back door." ”

"Of course, I'm going to take the test based on my ability!"

Wang Tong said with a grin.

This is also a major feature of this world, because martial arts are rampant, so there are many martial arts halls, just like those cram schools on the earth in his previous life, many children will try their best to stuff people into the martial arts hall to train while going to school, if you are lucky, you can mix the identity of a formal disciple, and the future road will be much more spacious.

Of course, this path is not easy to follow.

The martial arts hall is divided into sizes, but the strength is not high or low, those who can open the martial arts hall and can persevere, they have a background behind them, and they also have two brushes, otherwise they would have been kicked away.

Like Wang Tong's grandfather's Mingdao Pavilion, behind it is the support of the flow of mind, and he himself is also a second-level martial artist, with enough strength to control the field, so although the scale is small, no one will underestimate it, in fact, every time a disciple is recruited, there will be countless people crying and shouting that they want to send their children to the Mingdao Pavilion to practice, not to become a formal disciple, it is also good to be able to become a temporary disciple.

This is the disciple entrance assessment the day after tomorrow.

Of course, because there are many martial arts halls and a long history, things like this kind of accepting disciples have already formed a desperate practice, and the last three days of June every year will be closed for the school, and each martial arts hall will recruit disciples in these three days.

(End of chapter)