Wind control

Chapter 668 Jin Yunzhu

"The woman who touched you? Really, Jun? Interesting!"

There was a sneer in Feng Ruo's heart, and the murderous moment, good! It seems that the so-called Lao Shizi Zhenjun is still a big fish. It's just right to catch and eat it, otherwise some small fish and shrimps will be boring to deal with, right?

After waiting for a moment in the cave, Feng Ruo saw that Chu Mengyou was still soulless, so he lost the interest of continuing to look at and follow. His mind moved slightly, and then took back the wisp of purple fire and divine thoughts.

This matter is not a big deal for him. According to the conversation between Chu Mengyou and the real king, it should be judged that the other party did not pay attention to him, and it may not even send someone to kill him in Xuangu. What they really want to deal with the ambush is Jingmo who came in a hurry.

When Jingmo is taken down by them, then the Huozi camp will naturally have to be disbanded. For the disappearance of Jingmo, these guys can completely shit the blame on themselves. It is really vicious. If they don't know the inside story, they may really be confused by them.

Also, Zhenjun once used the word 'this time', that is to say, they must have conspired or even implemented it before, but unfortunately they didn't succeed.

But now, Feng Ruo will definitely give them a big surprise.

"It's over. I can't stand it anymore. It's still a big defeat. These fools don't even understand the minimum cooperation. I really don't know what they want to do. They don't even hold on to a cup of tea. Brother Mu, I really envy you! You can do whatever you want with your own team!"

At this time, Zhang Han came over with a distressed face. In just a short time ago, his newly formed third team was defeated three times in a row. As a result, not only everyone was angry, but Zhang Han himself was so angry that he had to suspend the training in the laughter of the second and fourth teams.

"Hehe! In fact, there is nothing. When this beast tide passes, they will naturally know how to cooperate with each other!" Feng Ruo said very indifferently. He had already seen that the members of the third team recruited by Zhang Han, except for the Tiehu and others he knew before, who were obedient to him, all regarded him as a joke. After all, in terms of personal strength, Zhang Han really had some gaps, and they could not be determined for granted.

And most of those people came for Feng Ruo's appreciation of Yun Qing at that time. Now that Feng Ruo is not in the third team, they will naturally be a little dissatisfied.

However, I know that if Feng is not interested in training those monks for Zhang Han, some people will never be able to see the situation clearly. Only when they suffer losses, hit the wall, have bad luck, are beaten to death and even lose their lives at any time, will they wake up and cry and cry and think of self-reliance, or Add the enemy's toes like a dog slave to survive!

Otherwise, they will always stand on a high place with a great sense of superiority, either mock this or despise that, as if they are prophetic and know everything, what morality is supreme, what is good and evil, everything is said from their mouths, it seems to be very reasonable, and people can't help it. To worship, long live the mountain!

But in fact, they are just a bunch of shit. If they can't do it themselves, or they don't want to do it. If they don't dare to do it, they have to stop mocking others, all kinds of reasons, all kinds of excuses, to cover up their ignorance, their cowardice,

Saying that they are pitiful is really flattering them!

"Alas! I also know that what you said makes sense, but - after all, this is my third team! Mu Fei, in fact, sometimes I'm really curious. Why do you seem to be so indifferent no matter what happens! Do you have any secrets? How about teaching me a few tricks? Zhang Han is very envious. Now he really admires Feng Ruo, and he is appreciated by Yun Qing. He is lucky enough to refine a unique sword weapon against the world, and can become the close guard of the camp owner Jingmo. This is simply a good thing that all men in the whole wooden temple dream of!

"The secret? No, all I have is luck. How about it? Did you get anything from going to the second level of the sword washing pool? Feng Ruo casually exposed the topic.

"Yes! Let me tell you, the sword washing pool on the second floor is really amazing. My current strength is at least about 30% higher than before, and my sword weapon is also more powerful than before. Of course, it can't be compared with yours. On the way, such a unique sword has a name? Now many people outside are talking about your sword weapon!" Zhang Han asked with great interest.

"The nameless sword is called nameless!" Feng Ruo replied casually that he really didn't think of a name for this sword, because it didn't make sense.

But this fell into Zhang Han's ears, but it was absolutely unpredictable. "No name, good name, it's extremely domineering, unpredictable, and frightening!"

"You are so domineering! I don't need you to flatter me. Come on, if you ask me for anything, just say it!" Feng Ruo couldn't laugh or cry and looked at Zhang Han and said directly about his plan.

"Hey! I'm telling you the truth. The nameless name is really good. I'm surprised. Why didn't I think of it? Compared with your nameless, my flying dragon is suddenly much more vulgar!" Zhang Han was a little distressed.

"It's your heart that is strange. If you really use the nameless sword, it will really become the nameless sword. Brother Zhang, this way of the sword is about a kind of momentum, a kind of belief. When your momentum is like a rainbow, no distracting thoughts, and you will leave the victory or defeat away. Your will, your belief and Among them, this is the lowest level of swordsmanship and the entry threshold for swordsmanship. No matter who your opponent is or how strong your opponent is, the first thing you need to do is to overcome the fear in your heart, and then concentrate all your beliefs on the sword weapon. At this time, the sword weapon is the fusion of your spirit, only fusion. The more perfect it is, the more powerful you will be! You should remember that if you want to practice the highest level of swordsmanship, the most important thing is not the skillful sword control technique like flowers, not the peerless sword weapon that is difficult to find in the world, let alone a powerful sword magic power, but the sword meaning from your heart. The heart is a sword, and everything is a sword! Without a sword, everything is empty!"

After Feng Ruo said these words slowly, he looked at Zhang Han, who was immersed in meditation, shook his head slightly, and then quietly left. Zhang Han's qualifications and understanding were not very good. How much he could understand what he said could only be understood depends on his luck.

The day passed quickly, and soon it came to the time of the appointment that Chu Mengyou said. Feng Ruo did not intend to change anything in advance. His identity was not easy to get, and he had not obtained the most detailed information about the Kunwu world, so naturally he did not want to leave fluctches easily.

Of course, his only fw now is actually Jingmo, the owner of the Huozi camp. He is sure that Jingmo is suspicious, but perhaps because of the strange and ambiguous perception, Jingmo did not report him, so he is also happy, and he is willing to return the favor to solve some problems she can't solve for Jingmo. Annoying.

And as long as Jingmo is willing to cover up for him, he can definitely rest assured!

At noon, the whole wooden temple was busy, because according to reliable information, the army of the beast tide had gushed out of the Tiankeng area. About two days later, it could be rushed here. The high-level of the wooden temple had sent a large number of masters to delay along the way, while preparing for defense in the stone mountain.

And Zhenjun chose to take action at this time. He probably also wanted to take advantage of this busy atmosphere to cover his attention. After all, Jingmo is also a celebrity in the wooden temple, and he disappeared quietly. It will definitely cause a big uproar at ordinary times, but when this beast tide comes, everyone is worried about themselves. Life and death, where can I take care of anything else?

"Brother Mu, you didn't tell the Jingmo camp about the test, did you?"

Chu Mengyou asked with a smile on his face. He looked quite sincere and kind. At this moment, there were still two strange men standing beside him. His cultivation was in the later stage of foundation building. One of his faces was a little gloomy, and his eyes were changing, just like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadow, while the other was more than 20 He looked quite optimistic and confident. As soon as he saw Feng Ruo, his eyes were completely fixed on the sword behind Feng Ruo, and he did not hide the greed in his eyes at all. As for Feng Ruo himself, he took the initiative to ignore the past.

"Cough! This is Diao Mu, the deputy head of the Qingzi camp, and he is also a well-known person in my wooden temple. In today's contest, Brother Diao and I will be the arbitration. As for this one, he is the leader of the first team of the Qingzi camp, Chi Jingtong. He has admired Brother Mu for a long time! If you two have no objection, we will leave for Xuangu!"

Chu Mengyou introduced each other to Feng Ruo and others, and at the same time, he did not forget to give Feng Ruo a reassuring look.

"Hey hey, of course, Chi has no problem. I don't know what Mu Fei's Taoist friend needs to arrange. After all, 10,000 gold and stones are not a small amount. If I can't afford it, I can't say that I want to use the sword weapon behind Brother Mu as collateral!" The red scene smiled, and the greed in his eyes became more and more prosperous.

"Mu has no problem. As for the mortgage of the sword, I think it's a good idea. If the equatorial friends are really so confident, you might as well try it!" Feng Ruo's face is still smiling as usual, which makes people unable to see what they are thinking.

"Good! Brother Mu is really happy. Since both of them are bold people, according to Diao's opinion, it's better to add another lottery in addition to the test!" At this time, Diao Mu suddenly smiled gloomily and casually took out a golden pearl, the size of a longan. In this bead, you can obviously feel the flow of abundant innate gold. Even in Feng Ruo's eyes, this is a good thing.

"Hey hey, this is the golden cloud beads from the sword washing pool, which are valuable. Today, the Japanese can't bear to give up their love. If Brother Mu can win this competition, this golden cloud pearl will be given to Brother Mu. If not, the sword weapon behind Brother Mu will belong to Brother Chi. I don' Dare to have a try?