Chapter 27 Sun Shooting Technique

Zhou Wen was a little surprised. He had also heard the name of the Sun Shooting Art. It was an epic-level exercise that was not weaker than the Innate Invincible Magic. In comparison, the Sun Shooting Art was even more precious.

After all, the cultivation requirements for the Innate Undefeated Divine Art are too strict, but the Sun Shooting Art does not have so many requirements.

Moreover, Sun Shooting Jue is also a very aggressive Yuan Qi Jue, which is more popular than the Innate Invincible Magic Art, which is mainly used to strengthen the physique.

However, as far as Zhou Wen knows, the Sun Shooting Art is the unique vitality art of a big man in the Federation. Except for the descendants of the big man, no one else has the chance to get the Sun Shooting Art.

"How can Dad have the Sun Shooting Art? Nine times out of ten, it was obtained with the help of the An family's influence?" Zhou Wen guessed in his heart.

Zhou Wen did not reject Sun Shooting Art because of such speculation. Since it was given to him by Zhou Lingfeng, Zhou Lingfeng should have already paid the price even with the help of the An family's power. Since the price has been paid, Zhou Wen naturally has no reason to refuse. He couldn't live up to Zhou Lingfeng's wishes.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, in addition to living expenses, Zhou Lingfeng gave him a very limited number of things, which he could count on his fingers.

"Finally, I didn't forget about my son." Zhou Wen didn't immediately go to see Sun Shot, turned off the computer, pulled out the USB flash drive and put it away, ready to go eat something first.

Cultivating vitality art is not something that can be done overnight. Even if he already has the foundation of 9 points of vitality, it will be faster to practice other vitality art. It is not something that can be practiced in ten days and a half months. There is no need to rush for a while.

When I opened the refrigerator, I found that there was nothing left inside. I looked at the cardboard box in the corner of the living room, and there was not even a pack of instant noodles in it.

Zhou Wen hesitated for a moment, gave up the plan to order takeout, washed his face, put on his clothes, and prepared to go out to eat something, and by the way, buy some food stock back.

At eight or nine in the evening, there were very few pedestrians on the street.

Zhou Wen heard from his grandfather when he was a child that before the storm of different dimensions, even a small city like Guide House was brightly lit in the middle of the night, but now it is rarely seen like that.

The street lights were a little dim, making Zhou Wen feel a little uncomfortable, and his anemia seemed to be getting worse.

He consumed too much blood during this time. Fortunately, he was young enough and his body was strong enough. If he was an old man, if he consumed blood in this way, his own hematopoietic function would definitely not be able to be supplied, and problems had already occurred.

"I'll go to the supermarket to buy some brown sugar later, boil some brown sugar water and drink it, I hope it will be of some use." Zhou Wen muttered to himself.

He also knew that it would be of little use, even if he went to the hospital to see a doctor, it would not solve his actual problems.

If you really want to solve the problem of excessive blood loss, there is only one way to make the blood-colored villain in the game die less. As long as the blood-colored villain does not die, he does not need to waste his own blood.

"Cough cough!" Zhou Wen was walking when he heard the sound of a man coughing in front of him. He looked up and saw an old man stooping over, with his head lowered and one hand gently held in front of his mouth, from time to time. coughing.

Zhou Wen didn't care much and continued to walk forward, but who knew that when the old man walked less than three meters away from him, he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Zhou Wen walked over to check the old man's condition.

The old man seemed to have nothingness. He sat on the ground and couldn't get up for a while. He said weakly, "It's okay, just because you are old, you have more diseases on your body.

"Then I'll help you sit next to you." Zhou Wen saw a bus stop not far away, and there were benches for passengers to rest while waiting for the bus.

The old man nodded, Zhou Wen stretched out his hand to support his arm, and helped him to sit down on the bench.

Zhou Wen habitually looked at the old man,

He looked to be in his 70s or 80s, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, but judging from his thin cheeks and facial features, the old man should have been a handsome man when he was young.

Zhou Wen felt some pity in his heart. An old man his age was considered the most tragic generation.

When the different-dimensional storm was lowered, it caused huge chaos. Those ten years were the most chaotic and darkest period in the history of mankind.

And the source of this chaos is actually not the terrifying alien creatures, but the human beings themselves.

Most of the other-dimensional creatures cannot break out of the other-dimensional field, so except for the areas originally occupied by the other-dimensional field, humans in other areas are not in great danger.

However, when human beings discovered that using dimensional crystals could make themselves superhuman, many human beings who gained power exposed the darkest and most terrifying side of human beings.

In that turbulent and dark era, there were many terrifying big devils and careerists among human beings. Human beings killed each other, which can be described as a river of blood.

The age of the old man came from that dark age. At that time, his age had exceeded the golden period of cultivation, and there was no such stable supply of education and resources as it is now. Most people of his age were Men have never practiced much, and even if they do, their achievements are mostly limited.

Not dying in that dark and chaotic age, and being lucky enough to live now is not a pleasant thing.

Because the human beings who have cultivated since childhood not only have strong immunity and seldom get sick, but also the aging speed will be slower, and their lifespan will be extended to a certain extent, which is far beyond the comparison of the old people from that era.

When many human beings are in their 40s and 50s now, their appearance and state are similar to those in their 20s and 30s.

Even if you are old in the future, when you reach the age of the old man, you will not be as frail and sickly as the old man.

"Uncle, if you have nothing to do, I'll go first." Zhou Wen saw that the old man's condition was getting better, and he was about to leave.

"Young man, meeting is fate, can you talk to me?" The old man looked at Zhou Wen with cloudy eyes and said weakly.

"I can't chat." Zhou Wen said this not to reject the old man, but he really didn't know how to chat.

"It's okay, then I'll ask you a few questions." The old man smiled, but immediately coughed again.

"You ask." Zhou Wen said standing in front of the bench.

He usually plays games and rarely communicates with people. It seems that it is not a bad thing that someone is willing to chat with him.

Of course, the premise is that the question asked by the old man will not make Zhou Wen feel too difficult to answer.

"Do you like women with big breasts or women with small breasts?" Zhou Wen was slightly startled by the question asked by the old man.