7: C7 You're Not a Piece of Trash

C7 You're Not a Piece of Trash

It was a slightly yellowish picture scroll, with some mountains and rivers, cities and cities drawn on it. Murong Yu didn't look carefully to see what it was … In reality, he couldn't understand it either.

"How can I see you?" Murong Yu asked.

"Concentrate your mind and use it to probe the painting. Then, you will be able to see me." the voice said.

Murong Yu gritted his teeth. Without any hesitation, he focused his attention on the painting.

BOOM!

The moment Murong Yu's mind came in contact with the painting, he felt a strong pulling force that wrapped him up in an instant. Then, the scenery in front of his eyes changed and he appeared in an unfamiliar space.

"Kid, how is it? I'm not lying to you, am I? " A voice sounded in front of Murong Yu. He looked forward and saw a young man around the age of twenty looking at him with a smile.

"Are you talking to me?" Murong Yu said after looking at the other person for a long time.

The young man staggered and almost fell to the ground, "If it wasn't for me speaking to you, do you think it would be a ghost talking to you?"

"Who the hell are you? Where is this? Where the hell am I? "What happened?" Murong Yu spoke very quickly and even asked his own question.

"This is the world inside the painting, which is the painting you just saw. As for me? You can call me the [Heetu] Luo Shu, but it is the [Artifact Spirit] that you have been talking about. " The young man, who was also the Heetu, said.

Heetu Luo Shu!

This painting was actually the Heetu Luo Shu, and it was actually the world's weirdest book that Lu Feng and Lin Yu fought over.

"Artifact Spirit?"

Hearing that word, Murong Yu's eyes lit up. He knew about the Artifact Spirit. Only the divine weapons and magical equipment of cultivators would have the possibility of having the Artifact Spirit appear.

But if a Divine Weapon or a Magic Treasure or something like that had a Artifact Spirit, then it would be a powerful machine magical equipment or a sharp weapon!

"Are you really a Artifact Spirit? Then, do you have any Immortal cultivation technique? Is there any miracle medicine that can change my physique so that I can practice martial arts? " Murong Yu's eyes lit up and he spoke a series of words like a cannonball.

"Who am I? Am I the world's number one grimoire, Heetu Luo Shu? I don't have what? Let me even tell you, in this space, there are countless magical medicines and miraculous medicines. " Heetu Luo Shu said with a bit of pride.

"Then can you give me some? I want to learn martial arts too! I don't want to be a piece of trash anymore! " Murong Yu looked at Heetu with hope as he spoke.

"Sorry, no." Heetu Luo Shu shook his head, and said resolutely.

Murong Yu was immediately disappointed: "You're too stingy."

"Brat, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that those things are too high class. Even if I gave it to you, you wouldn't be able to digest it. You would directly explode and die.

"Alright, then as a powerful Artifact Spirit, can you help me improve my physique a little? I've never been able to practice martial arts, I'm just a piece of trash. "

Murong Yu said with a slightly downcast expression. Even though he had carried the title of 'trash' for more than ten years and was already used to ridiculing others, he was, after all, just a teenager.

Who didn't want him to have great power? What's more, Murong Yu did not have any status. He wants to become stronger and change his fate even more urgently. "

"Boy, have you not discovered that you are not afraid of the cold, that you are not afraid of hunger, and that your body possesses powerful strength?" The Heetu glared at Murong Yu as if it hated him for failing to meet expectations.

Murong Yu embarrassedly said, "I was just about to ask that. But, do I have any hope of getting rid of this trash's physique? "

"You are not trash! It's the Chaotic Celestial Body! " The Heetu spoke word for word.

"I'm not trash?!"

Hearing the Heetu's words, Murong Yu immediately became excited, and his body started to tremble because of his excitement. His eyes began to shine with an indescribable light.

"But..." Suddenly, Murong Yu became silent and sighed: "Forget it, don't comfort me. I can't even cultivate the most basic martial skill or mental cultivation method.2

Looking at Murong Yu's emotional state, the Heetu that had countless of thoughts in its mind also had a thought of beating him up.

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