When I Start Being Struck By Lightning, My Attributes Increase Dramatically

A bunch of old men suddenly appeared, Bai Ge was startled, and when they shouted in unison, their ears were almost deafened.

Bai Ge looked at one of the old men who exuded a strong cultural atmosphere and asked, "What can you learn here?"

The old man cleared his throat and said, "I am a literary saint, and you can learn how to create amazing literary works from me." "

Don't learn, don't learn!" Bai

Ge waved his hand in disgust. Just kidding, I still need to study literature, and the ones I learned in my previous life are enough to be invincible here.

The old man who taught literature seemed to be very hurt, clutching his chest, looking pained, and disappeared with a "bang" as a point of light, and reappeared in the same place after a while.

"Little friend, learn from me, I can teach you how to forge the most powerful weapon in the world!"

"You can fight weapons and have a fart use, you can only become a blacksmith." Little friend, I can teach you how to refine the most magical elixir and make you a noble alchemist.

"Alchemists and refiners are both vulgar professions that play with fire, little friend, I play formations, and I can learn to arrange all kinds of powerful formations with me. No matter how low your strength is, as long as you have enough materials, you can lay out a powerful formation that can defeat any enemy.

"After all, what you are talking about is only an external force, and the strength of your own strength is the fundamental. I have a saint-level martial art here, and I also have a supporting saint-level martial art. With your talent, Xiaoyou, getting my inheritance can allow you to reach the realm of a saint in the shortest possible time. "

This bunch of old men, you say a word to me, no one will accept anyone, one by one is blushing and thick-necked, and it looks like a fight is about to start.

Bai Ge looked at this group of old men speechlessly, and was noisy by them.

"I said—"

Bai Ge shouted out in his voice, and the old men suddenly stopped arguing, quieted down, and turned their heads to stare at Bai Ge in unison.

Being stared at by so many people at once, he felt a little numb on his scalp, and hurriedly said: "Whoever is the strongest among you, I will learn from whomever I want." "

Hahahaha, if you want to say the strongest, of course it's my Wen Sheng, a word can be flattened, a word can be filled..."

How can you be so vulgar, Lao Tzu will spew you to death with a mouthful of literary anger!" The

old man, who claimed to be a literary saint, was stunned by the refining weapon, and glared at him angrily, and all the swear words came out.

"You can only fight and kill, it's too dangerous, become an alchemist, not only do you not have to do it yourself, but you can also mobilize countless powerful monks. "

Yes, yes, I don't know who was imprisoned by an emperor back then, and refined the elixir for him for hundreds of years in vain.

"You know the! I did it in a moment, and I managed to get out.

"It's better to be a formation mage, arrange a formation, and then you can become the master in it, even if it is the emperor, he doesn't dare to attack easily." "

It's very good, it took hundreds of years to build a formation, and someone else found the formation, and it will be broken for you in one day."

Bai Ge shook his head speechlessly, he felt that there was something wrong with these old brains, and even the emperor had pulled it out.

And after talking for a long time, these old men didn't accept anyone, which made Bai Ge's choice difficult.

After struggling for a long time, Bai Ge decided to hand it over to Providence.

Although Bai Ge doesn't believe in the will of heaven, but now he has no other way, if these old men continue to quarrel, his head will explode.

"Whoever the little rooster clicks, I choose.

"It's you!" Bai

Ge's sudden voice startled the old men, and they couldn't wait to turn around and look at Bai Ge's finger to see who the lucky one was.

"I... Is it me?" said

an old man in the crowd with a flame burning on his body.

Seeing Bai Ge nodding, he almost felt like he was going to die of happiness.

The next moment, this old man, like that Wen Sheng, exploded with a "bang".

Bai Ge waited for a long time, but the old man did not reappear.

And I can't even reunite the spirit, so what kind of excitement has to become.

At this moment, Bai Ge was completely out of tricks, and no one in this group of old men could suppress anyone, so he finally picked one and died happily for himself.

Bai Ge didn't dare to choose, he was afraid that in the end, all these old men would be gone, and he would come in in vain.

Suddenly, a dazzling light bloomed from the sky, and the faces of all the old men changed suddenly, and then they all shook their heads with a wry smile and disappeared.

Bai Ge watched in a daze as the light slowly descended to the ground, turning into an old man dressed in gray.

The old man sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, and his body exuded an unfathomable momentum.

Looking at this old man, only two words came to Bai Ge's mind, Sao Bao.

This old man almost wrote the four words I am a master on his face, this invisible pretending to make Bai Ge feel very uncomfortable, this wave of pretending to force himself to be at a disadvantage?

Bai Ge also learned from this old man, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the old man quietly regardless of whether the old man could see it with his eyes closed.

The two of them just fell silent, and neither of them spoke.

After being quiet for a while, the old man finally couldn't help it anymore, and said, "Do you want to learn the strongest method?" "

Old man, can you respect me, open your eyes and talk to me again!"

Bai Ge was a little angry, this old man was too good at pretending, and he spoke with his eyes closed.

“... The old man has opened his eyes to the maximum.

"Sorry to excuse me. Bai Ge clenched his fist apologetically, and said embarrassedly: "You have the strongest method here, how strong is it?"

The old man was not annoyed, and said slowly: "Do you know,

Xuantian Jiulu?" "Xuantian Jiulu!" Bai Ge shouted in shock.

This time Bai Ge didn't pretend, he was really shocked.

It's really the name of Xuantian Jiulu is too loud, this is a holy relic that countless people on the entire continent are looking for.

It is said that the Xuantian Nine Records are divided into nine volumes, each of which contains an extremely precious heritage.

Seeing Bai Ge's shouting appearance, the old man nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that you know." "

Nonsense, everyone on the mainland knows it!" The

old man automatically ignored Bai Ge's words, stretched out his palm, and a book emitted a golden light, floating on his hand, slowly spinning.

Four big characters can be vaguely seen on the cover of the book, "Xuantian Jiulu".

With a wave of his hand, the book in his hand rushed towards Bai Ge, and directly drilled into Bai Ge's eyebrows.

Bai Ge immersed his mind in his mind, and found that the book was floating quietly in his mind, flashing with a quaint light.