Cheng Hao frowned slightly, and Shi Ao was already heavy enough. Even if it is based on the strength of his physical training and his crazy martial arts, the water is already heavy enough, if it is increased, it will become a burden.

"It's me who miscalculated, your iron iron is already heavy enough, there is no need to increase it."

As soon as Shi Ao heard this, he waved his hands again and again: "Hey, it's impossible, boy Cheng, I feel that I am about to break through recently, but I always feel a little uneasy. I can't tell what it is. In short, I feel that the weapon is too strong. Light, not happy enough!"

When Shang Shi Ao said this, he was throbbing with pimple muscles, and it seemed that it was really uncomfortable to be suppressed.

"Look at it, this savage isn't happy enough. His big iron handles my turn, and I feel strenuous." Qin Yue sat cross-legged and laughed.

Others laughed too. Indeed, they have all tried to go to Shi Ao's big train, where is it not heavy enough?

Cheng Hao didn't smile, and stared at Shang Shi Ao seriously: "Can you describe your feelings carefully?"

"Description?" Shang Shi Ao was embarrassed and scratched his head: "I can't tell what it feels like, but I always feel that my blood is boiling, and sometimes I can't help myself want to destroy something!"

"Yep!"

As soon as he said this, Qin Yue and others stopped laughing. This is not a joke! It sounds like Shi Ao described him like this as a sign of going crazy!

It's not a joke for a warrior to get into trouble, once it happens, unless there is a warrior above the martial arts to help, it will not be saved!

Some of them will disperse

Since then, the body cultivation base has become an ordinary person, and the more serious ones will simply lose their lives, and even the most serious ones will directly turn into a monster who only knows to kill!

It is usually because of imperfect cultivation techniques, or the distortion of the Taoist mind due to huge stimulation, or malicious destruction by people during cultivation.

But none of these should have anything to do with Shang Shi Ao!

The practice he is now cultivating was created by himself. He was born as a slave fighter in Shangshi Ao. Although he is not very old, he has experienced a lot of life and death battles.

The practice of a body was perfected by tempering himself between life and death. After arriving at Wuyi Peak, Elder Shu Sun Tong observed and pointed out that it is impossible for any problems to arise.

As for being stimulated, Shi Ao is so crazy, who can stimulate him?

It is even more impossible to be maliciously sabotaged by someone in the process of cultivation. Who can maliciously sabotage his cultivation in their current environment?

Cheng Hao frowned and thought about it for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the big iron pan in his hand, so he asked: "Brother Shangshi, you made this iron pan by yourself?"

"Naturally not!" Shang Shi Ao shook his hand: "You haven't seen how poor I am. How can there be any silver to build a spiritual weapon."

Indeed, when he first met Shang Shi Ao in Jedi Tiantong, he was a serious poor ghost.

He didn't have all the clothes on his body, and he was still shirtless. There was no such thing as a common warrior like Nazi, who would not be short of such a popular item, so he could only carry the big iron on his own and wander around the world.

"Then your train is..."

Shang Shi Ao smiled and said, "Back then, I

Man fought three thousand slave fighters and was unbeatable, and finally won the championship in Liaocheng to the east. Only then did he gain freedom, and also won a spiritual treasure as a prize. This is the big iron! "

That's it...

Shang Shi Ao seemed to be proud when he mentioned this matter. Chen Ying couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother Shang Shi, how did you become a slave back then?"

Shi Ao said, "Where do I know? I was in the slave farm when I was born. I don't even know who my parents are. I was born as a group of boring slaves who fed me with rice paste. ."

Qiu Shuisheng nodded slightly: "Speaking of it, in fact, when I saw Senior Brother Shangshi, I thought he might not be Longteng."

"How do you say?" Shang Shi Ao looked at Qiu Shuisheng strangely.

Qiu Shuisheng said: "Because of the family relationship, I have come into contact with some people outside the Longteng Empire. Regardless of his sturdy temperament and figure, Senior Brother Shangshi resembles the barbarians of the Northern Canglan Empire...en, people. "

Obviously, he almost blurted out the word Manzi and swallowed it back with great difficulty.

Shi Ao was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "What you said makes sense. There are many conflicts between the Cang Mu Empire and the Dragon Empire, especially when the Cang Mu Empire has looters sneaking through the mountains into the Dragon Empire. Maybe I am Their offspring."

Indeed, although the Cangmu Empire occupies a huge area, its land is bitter and cold, and it is not prosperous. It is far less beautiful than the gentle and rich town like the Dragon Empire.

Therefore, there have always been many people from the dark empire who ventured through the Qingtianfeng mountain range and sneaked into the dragon's interior to looting, and even simply did not leave when they came.

.

This phenomenon has become more and more serious since Longteng emerged from the Great Sage and fell apart.

Many local tycoons have spontaneously started to deal with the looters of the Blue Empire. As long as they are caught, it is natural that the man kills the woman and throws it to the soldier or becomes a slave.

It is possible that Shang Shi Ao was the posthumous child of a woman who became a slave.

"It's all trivial." Cheng Hao waved his hand to interrupt their communication.

Indeed, in his opinion, everything from this empire to that empire is shit!

But it was the result of a group of human races. Everyone was a human race, and they were all bullied and enslaved by the celestial races and monster races, and they divided each other's shit.

When people call from the Heavenly Realm Hundred Clan or Monster Clan, they will care about which empire you are from? Not all of them are killed!

The human race is the human race, and the empire, in Cheng Hao's eyes, is nothing more than a powerful place.

Hearing Cheng Hao's words, everyone spontaneously stopped speculating on Shang Shi Ao's identity. After all, it is better not to explain this kind of thing.

Shang Shi Ao doesn't care about who he loves, as long as he is living well now, he doesn't care where his blood origin comes from.

Cheng Hao pulled the topic back and said, "So you have been using this iron?"

Shang Shi Ao shook his head: "I can't say that, this big train is enough, I still like it."

Cheng Hao nodded, and reached out his hand to a huge rockery in the distance: "Brother Shangshi, you can do a Wu Xinche against that rockery."

"Wu Xinche? What's that?" Shang Shi Ao looked blank after hearing this.

Cheng Hao was at a loss as to what he was doing. He didn't even know what Wu Xinche was? This term can be used in ten thousand years

Hasn't it changed, he doesn't know?

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