Chapter 143 Nu Yan Jian Zun

Zhou Xing has already explored the function of the feather fan. The more true elements are used, the stronger the naturally formed gale, and there will be no other special effects.

"It seems that it is just a fake magic weapon." Zhou Xing put away the feather fan with some disappointment, and then took a shadow step and quickly swept towards the inn where Song Yu was.

When Zhou Xing opened the door, Song Yu, dressed in black, had already appeared at the door and looked at Zhou Xing with slightly nervous eyes. "Brother, it's been a few days since you left. Nothing happened, right?"

Seeing a trace of concern revealed in Song Yu's eyes, Zhou Xing's heart warmed and whispered, "It's okay." He walked into the room and closed the door. Suddenly, his heart moved. He turned his hand and took out the feather fan. His mind sank into the feather fan, cleared the traces of his blood to recognize the owner, and then handed it to Song Yu: "This is a fake magic weapon. It is a life-saving thing sent to you by your brother. You drip blood on it. When you hit the enemy in the future, just enter the true element to fan it. Even people in the middle of foundation construction should be able to persist for a while.

"Pseudo- magic weapon?!" Song Yu's thin face showed joy. He rudely took the feather fan, bit his fingers, dripped blood, and said, "Thank you, brother."

Zhou Xing heard Song Yu mutter in a low voice, "I will definitely defeat him this time" and so on. I couldn't help but be a little surprised. Last time Song Yu came back with an injury, he didn't tell him the reason, and Zhou Xing didn't ask in detail. Now it seems that Song Yu really has something to hide from him. Of course, Zhou Xing still didn't ask. Since Song Yu didn't want to say it, he didn't want to force him, as long as nothing big happened.

Then, Zhou Xing and Song Yu went out to eat something, then returned to the inn and fell asleep. Although they were promoted to the ninth level of Qi practice, they still consumed a lot of energy these days. After sleeping for two days, Zhou Xing only felt energetic and energetic all over his body. He cleaned up and found that Song Yu was no longer there. He thought of the first few. The strangeness of the day frowned and closed his eyes slightly. A little light gradually appeared in his mind. Although the light was weak, it clearly pointed out the direction.

"There." Zhou Xing opened his eyes, walked out of the inn, and walked in the direction pointed by the bright light in his mind.

The traction is big. The method is to feel the location of the target with specific marks, such as blood, consciousness, and imprints. You need to practice high-level Qi before you can use it. This is what Zhou Xing found from the skill left by Qi Yun Zhenren. Because he was worried about Song Yu's safety, he left a trace of blood in the feather fan. This method is easy to use, but the drawback is obvious. As long as the cultivation is similar, it can be found, or the distance is far away, and the traction is great. The law will also fail.

Not long after, Zhou Xing felt that the light was nearby. Looking around, it was already a very remote forest outside the city. The branches were luxuriant, with countless finger marks, and the leaves as big as big as palms were densely hanging on the tops. Almost a foot away, it was difficult to see the opposite thing.

At this time, Song Yu and a strange old but energetic voice came to Zhou Xing's ears.

"Huh! It doesn't count this time!" The old voice said angrily.

"If you lose, it won't matter! What a shameless old man!" Song Yu laughed. Zhou Xingguan, Song Yu, whom he came into contact with, seemed to have never been so happy.

"Where did you come from! Relying on external forces, of course it doesn't count!"

"Why doesn't it count! You can take a weapon. Why can't I take it? This is my weapon. If you have the ability, you can also find one!" Song Yu's voice was proud.

"I disdain to use external things. If you have the ability, you can fight with me. If you win, you can let me do anything.

"Do you think that as a master of the innate realm, you are really invincible in the world! If it hadn't been for your brother's instructions, I really want you to know what it means to be outside.

"I didn't say that I was invincible in the world. As for what you said, isn't it a true practicer? Although I haven't contacted them, I have known more or less for so many years. However, I don't believe that they can regard the strong in the innate realm as nothing. If I guessed it well, you are also a true person, huh, that's all!"

"You! If my brother is here! You don't have the power to get back at all!" Song Yu said.

"Innate realm? The strong man of the world?" Zhou Xing hooked the corners of his mouth. From the dialogue between the two, Zhou Xing had a little understanding of the matter. Presumably Song Yu met this congenital strong man, so he lost the fight and took a wound back. This time, he took the fake magic weapon to defeat the congenital strong man. From Song Yu's words, it can be seen from the heartfelt happiness. Come on, Song Yu has not yet fully brought himself into the role of a true man, and he still cares about the innate strong man.

Zhou Xing shook his head, gently stepped on the branch, took a few steps, and came to the two people.

"Teacher, brother!" Song Yu was stunned for a moment and shouted awkwardly.

Zhou Xing glanced over and saw that Song Yu's clothes were scratched with a lot of sword marks, the rags were exposed, and even a little blood was soaked in some corners of his clothes. Under the tree on the other side, there is a half-white hair, which is already messy. He has a pinch of goatee and bright eyes. He looks like an old man who is about half a hundred years old. He is dressed in a cyan cloth robe, almost unable to cover his body. His strong muscles are exposed from the seams, which obviously does not match the age on the surface.

"Are you his brother?" The old man looked at Zhou Xing in surprise, and the goat beard turned up, and there was a sense of fighting all over his body. It's just that with his current state, it has greatly reduced his fighting spirit.

"Hmm." Zhou Xing nodded with a smile, and then looked at Song Yu with joking eyes.

"Brother, I don't want to hide it from you. I just think it's too embarrassing to lose." Song Yu scratched his head and seemed to be a little embarrassed.

"It's okay. You haven't been practicing for a long time, and it's normal to lose." Zhou Xing took out an energy pill and threw it to Song Yu. "You can recover first."

Seeing Song Yu taking the elixir, he began to recover his strength. Zhou Xing thought for a moment, took out another energy elixir and threw it at the old goat beard. "Old man, this elixir can help you recover as soon as possible."

The goatee old man stretched out his hand, slapped the flying elixir back, and said angrily, "Who are you? How can you ask for the charity of your younger generation?"

Zhou Xing took the elixir and was slightly speechless about the old man's temper. After thinking about it, he put away the elixir and stood beside Song Yu and was silent.

The goat beard old man took a few breaths, and he didn't know whether he was tired or angry. Then he leaned against the tree trunk, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhou Xing warily. He seemed to be afraid that he would be plotted by Zhou Xing when he was resting.

Zhou Xing smiled. With his eyesight, he could naturally find that the old man's breath was unstable and his skills were seriously lost. He whispered, "Old man, you don't have to worry about me. I won't take advantage of people's danger."

"Huh! I have seen a lot of good-hearted people!" The goat bearded old man obviously didn't believe Zhou Xing's words. He still held a sword with a little curly blade in one hand, as if he would take action as soon as Zhou Xing approached.

Zhou Xing shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said nothing more. He sat down and closed his eyes to refresh himself. The old goat beard man showed caution, carefully took out a bottle from his arms, poured out some strange-colored pills and swallowed it. This pill is made by picking many precious herbs in the mountains and drying them. If you get them in the world, it is definitely a holy medicine that people can compete for. He was still staring at Zhou Xing with half-open eyes, and his face gradually became more and more red.

After a while, Song Yu woke up and Zhou Xingruo opened his eyes with some feeling.

"Brother, I've recovered. Let's go back." Song Yu said. Zhou Xing nodded, and the two stood up and were about to leave.

"Wait!" The old goatee suddenly shouted, and his face was already a little shiny.

"Hmm?" Zhou Xing and Song Yu looked at each other, turned around and looked at the old goat beard.

The goat beard old man snorted heavily, held a long sword, pointed to Zhou Xing horizontally, and said, "I want to compare with you!"

As soon as this came out, Zhou Xing and Song Yu looked at each other again. Song Yu whispered, "Brother, his personality is belligerent. Let's go. Don't pay attention to him." Zhou Xing looked at the old goat beard and found that his eyes were like an aggressive rooster, staring at him.

"The younger generation! Hurry up and fight! I'm watching you when I'm in the test with you! If you are afraid of me, I will kowtow to me three times, otherwise I will take out a weapon and compare with me!" The old goat beard looked at Zhou Xing provocatively, and his head was raised high. He was like an invincible dboy, and he did not have the demeanor of a master of martial arts.

"Brother, he uses the exciting general method. You don't have to have the same knowledge as him." Song Yu reminded him.

"Well, let's go." Zhou Xing nodded and turned around with Song Yu. Unexpectedly, he ignored the goatee old man. For Zhou Xing, these ordinary people, even the legendary innate realm, could not make him a little interested. His current cultivation is nine layers of practice. If all the means come out, even the foundation monks dare to fight. Compared with a person whose strength is only higher than that of Song Yu, to put it bluntly, it is like an adult with a weapon, bullying a child with empty hands.

"Hight! Junior! Aren't you the true person! How can you be so cowardly! Humph, don't worry, as long as you don't use such a strange thing in that boy's hand, even if I tie one hand and fight you with one hand, what do you think?!" When the old goat beard saw that Zhou Xing was about to leave, he was in a hurry.

Fight me with one hand? Zhou Xing was a little dumb. He turned around and hugged the old goat beard and said, "Uncle, I really don't want to fight with you, so I'll say goodbye!"

"No! Wait!" As soon as the old man blew the goatee, he seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he said fiercely, "You junior, as long as you compare with me once, I will pass on all this unique skills to you!" To tell you the truth! I'm the rumored Nuyan Jianzun - Mo Qianglong!"