Woman, how can you mess with my martial arts aspirations!
Tang Wen used great perseverance to refuse their request to undress him and warm his bed.
Send the three girls out of the door.
Just washing his feet and massaging his feet made him so excited that he couldn't sleep.
I had to perform several rounds of the eight-part Vajra Kung Fu to consume my energy and divert my attention at the same time.
Early the next morning, Tang Wen told the three girls not to wait and wash their feet at night.
He must concentrate on practicing martial arts and strive to become an awakened person as soon as possible.
The main reason is that he knows that his willpower is really average.
At heart he is just an ordinary office worker.
Back then, in the city, the reason why I could control myself and not indulge myself was all because of the word "poor".
Last night, his dream was hotter than Tokyo.
If you really don’t have confidence that you can withstand the test, then you can only stay away from the test before you break through to the Awakened One.
If you're afraid of wet shoes, don't go to the river!
Today is a day off.
Tang Wen concentrated on practicing in the yard.
[Earth Fire Stake (into tranquility), proficient (2831/3000)]
[Breathing Technique, Introduction (411/500)]
The Earth Fire Stake and Breathing Technique were about to reach full experience, so Tang Wen gave them more time, striving for a quick breakthrough.
Then there is hard qigong.
[Hard Qigong, master (909/1000)]
Thinking about this battle, those three armor-piercing arrows had a foul smell and were obviously poisoned.
Tang Wen was frightened and secretly decided that before the hard qigong was perfected, the two layers of scale armor must not be taken off!
No, even if you have mastered hard qigong, you still have to wear it.
"Commander Tang Wen and Commander Zhou Bing! Please go to the palace to discuss matters!"
In the evening, the messenger suddenly arrived.
It broke the peace of the day.
Tang Wen put away his knife and Zhou Bing put away his gun.
Under the service of the three women, the two packed up and came to the palace.
Inside the meeting hall.
The commanders were all seated, staring at General Zhao.
When everyone arrived, General Zhao said: "We have negotiated terms with the Yao Lao who is both a beast master and a pharmacist. The camp will treat him preferentially in exchange for teaching him the skills of beast master and medicine."
"Tomorrow we will start talking about beast control. All commanders should go and listen to it when they have time. By the way, this matter must be kept secret. Don't forget that we haven't learned it here yet, the Black Mountain Camp over there will know about it..."
Beast control?
Thinking that with the help of Blood Crow, the slave-catching group made a fool of themselves and others.
Tang Wen and Zhou Bing discussed it and decided to study separately while taking into account the official duties of the hunting camp.
The next morning, Tang Wen came to a heavily guarded courtyard gate.
Before entering, I heard the blood crow's cry of "quacking, quacking, quacking."
When they entered, they saw birdcages placed on several rows of tables and chairs, containing half-sized blood crows.
Tang Wen was no stranger to these blood crows.
It was he who ordered people to move them out of Yalao's house.
"It is you!"
Yao Lao was lying on the recliner, looking at the young man who had captured him in front of him. He showed no intention of standing up and swayed leisurely. From time to time, he picked up the gourd and took a sip of wine.
"The wine you make at your camp is just mediocre!"
Tang Wen picked up the pamphlet on his desk and said casually: "If you don't like it, don't drink it."
"Humph, today's young people don't respect the elderly at all. Boy, are you not eighteen yet? There is a genius like you in this remote place! However, just because you are a genius in martial arts, it does not mean that you can learn to control beasts. I advise you, don’t waste your time, go back as soon as possible and concentrate on practicing martial arts!”
The old man muttered.
Seven or eight more people came one after another from inside the hospital.
In addition to the commander, he is the captain.
Tang Wen was the first to arrive and sat in the first row.
He had already read through the pamphlet on raising blood crows.
Crow Lao stood up and lectured while blowing his nose and staring.
"To control the blood crow, you must first understand the blood crow. Do you understand it? Do you understand it? You only understand the bird in your crotch!"
When talking about his profession, Yao Lao was full of energy.
The aura seemed to be asking others if they wanted a key.
Seeing as he has real talent and learning, no one cares about him.
Crow Elder continued to taunt him with his venomous tongue: "Many people are not even as good as this Blood Crow."
Someone snorted, indicating that enough was enough.
But he continued: "Don't be convinced. Blood crows are monogamous for life. If the female dies, the male will live alone! Which of you can do this?"
"Ha! It sounds like the truth."
"Hey, could it be that you, old man, turned into a crow?"
"Ha ha ha ha"
Joyous laughter echoed in the yard.
Yao Lao stared angrily and wanted to curse, but he saw everyone looking at him unkindly.
I can only feel sulky in my stomach.
The content of this class is very simple.
It's nothing more than observing the blood crows, understanding their habits, feeding and watering them, and so on.
Crow Lao talked about some important points. After a few hours, the class was finished, and each of the commanders was carrying a squawking blood crow.
He looked at Yao Lao with suspicious eyes, cursed and walked away.
"Isn't this old man not teaching real things?"
"I think so. What I teach you is all about raising birds."
Tang Wen was the only one who didn't move. He took out the fire folder, held the chubby caterpillar with tweezers and roasted it on the fire.
After a few seconds, he stuffed the bug into the mouth of the little blood crow that opened its mouth.
He took out a small stone bowl as big as a wine glass from the cage, heated the bowl, and poured clean water into it.
"You kid, you used to raise birds?"
The old crow looked puzzled. Feeding warm food to the young birds was very friendly.
Tang Wen smiled and carefully rubbed the full little Blood Crow with his fingers.
The little blood crow was smarter than ordinary birds and beasts, and felt a sense of familiarity with him.
After eating and drinking, she rubbed her little head against his fingertips.
The attribute panel popped up: [Beast Control, Beginner (0/500)]
This time, Little Blood Crow was closer to him.
The little head kept scratching, and it pecked Tang Wen's fingers with its immature bird's beak.
"You're so lucky, kid."
Ya Lao looked a little worried. His words to persuade Tang Wen to retreat were still echoing in his ears.
Blood Crow has a surly temperament and generally does not get close to people.
"Besides being careful with daily feeding, is there anything else you want to teach me?"
"Hmph! Where are you now? Take good care of yourself! Let's talk about it in a week."
Tang Wen didn't mind and left the yard with the bird cage.
In the afternoon, Zhou Bing came back from class empty-handed.
She explained: "I want to focus all my energy on martial arts."
Tang Wen held her hand: "Well, I will become an awakener as soon as possible."
Tang Wen plans to continue learning how to control beasts.
Because, to him, this is just a matter of convenience.
Others raise blood crows, and the blood crows quack, unable to understand the meaning.
When Tang Wen's blood-fronted crow squawked, he would feed him food first. If his experience increased, it meant he was feeding him the right food.
With instant feedback, learning to control animals is like playing a game.
He tried different ways to find food for the blood crow, and finally discovered that the little guy liked a mixture of sheep blood, minced meat, and corn the most.
Seven days passed, and it was time for the second beast control lesson.
There were more than half the number of people than before.
Except for Tang Wen, no commander came, only captains or ordinary guards came.
Seeing Tang Wen put his hand into the cage and wantonly ravaged the blood crow's little head, the crow's eyes were very uneasy.
When I was studying, in order to prevent the blood crow from rejecting me, my whole hand was covered with bird droppings.
Then with that pungent smell, it took half a month to achieve this step.
Why, before I taught you the trick of applying bird droppings, this blood crow just lay flat and let it be rubbed?
Stand up!
You pecked him!
You are an alienated beast. A low-level alienated beast is also an alienated beast!
