Chapter 43: A Quiet Day

Jing Donglan smiled, in fact, he had already seen through Zhao Hong's thoughts: "Actually, Zhao Hong has been picking quarrels and provoking trouble from the very beginning, and he is ready to hurt people with a little excuse." And this method of sneak attack is used. Concentrate your life force and defeat the enemy with one blow, what you want is this kind of shocking effect. These 10 selected people all have some strength, and if you want to subdue them, you need to show a certain amount of strength, and the best thing is to show your life force and make them mistakenly think that they are holy warriors. But Zhao Hong's body is too fragile, and it is too much of a loss to face these people head-on, so he needs to distance himself and use his life force to fight, he can defeat everyone here, but it may not look good. That didn't have much effect on intimidating the crowd. For Zhao Hong, this method of picking quarrels and provoking troubles and then sneaking up on them is very useful. But in the final analysis, it is still a lack of strength, so this can only be made. The method commonly used by Big Brother Higashiya is to pretend to discuss with people or teach people the training methods of warriors. Then he stretched out his fist and said that he didn't do it, let the other party beat him, and the two collided, and the surging life force in his body immediately made the other party feel painful, so that the other party was convinced of the strength and morality of Brother Donggu, so that he had a good impression and was even willing to listen to him. I heard that Brother Donggu also used this trick on Zhao Hong, but Zhao Hong, this kid, was unruly and had no intention of obedience, and even Brother Donggu took care of him so much, he didn't even have a trace of respect. It's a strange thing. ”

In fact, Zhao Hong is still very easy to buy. It is not difficult to recruit Zhao Hong, and Zhao Hong will naturally go if there are benefits.

However, Zhao Hong's body of gods and demons is particularly sensitive to the perception of danger.

That Jing Donggu had an amiable and amiable posture on the surface, but in his heart, he was killing frequently, and he wanted to put Zhao Hong and death anytime and anywhere. How could Zhao Hong be recruited by him.

In the final analysis, Jingdong Valley is not to solicit, but to use. If he is really sincere, promising a lot of profits, it is definitely a matter of course to recruit Zhao Hong.

After all, Zhao Hong also had nowhere to go at that time.

Jing Donglan sighed again: "It's a pity that I'm too lazy." I used to think that he was such a genius that there must be a special method, so I secretly observed, and found that this kid slept when he was free, no one stopped him, and he could sleep for a day and a night, get up to eat, and then sleep. It would be better if he could be diligent, after all, what kind of genius has to be diligent to achieve. I'm going to have to fix it for him. ”

The martial arts training ground was silent, Zhao Hong originally prepared a lot of routines to provoke these people, let these people speak disrespectfully to Zan, and then teach a lesson, but at the beginning, after only a few words, a white-faced teenager jumped out, which was unexpected by Zhao Hong.

"Come on, carry this kid down and hurt him, heal him and send him back to me for training. ”

Zhao Hong gave an order, and immediately several people who looked like servants walked out and carried the white-faced young man out.

These people were all found by Jing Donggu, and I don't know where they came from, Jing Donggu just said that they could give a certain degree of trust, but the core things should not be listened to.

"Is there anyone else who is not convinced?" Zhao Hong glanced at the nine people present and asked.

"It turns out that you are an immortal, we didn't know that you were an immortal, so we connived at the behavior of that kid just now, if we knew, we would not let him say one more word, and a few of us would have dealt with him. He is an ordinary man, he dares to offend the prestige of immortals, he is really looking for his own death, and he can't blame others!"

The implication is that we are not all the way with that kid, and you are so great as an immortal, you shouldn't worry about us.

"Immortal?" Zhao Hong frowned slightly, he really didn't like this title, "Whether it's an immortal or an ordinary person, you need to remember that I am the one designated by the Gu Immortals to teach you, even if I am really just an ordinary person, you must treat each other with courtesy, otherwise you will be disrespectful to the Gu Immortals." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, we take it to heart. "Everyone should be yes again and again.

Then Zhao Hong began to teach them the Miserable Wind Boxing, and he did his best to teach them, so as not to hide their selfishness.

Zhao Hong doesn't believe that someone can learn, and if he can learn, then he can only say that person is a top genius.

And even if you learn it, you may not have the opportunity to comprehend the realm of Wushi and achieve martial arts.

The Bleak Wind Fist can only help people better comprehend the realm, and not everyone is suitable for learning. There are many ways to comprehend the Wuji Martial Pole, and the Bleak Wind Fist is just a drop in the ocean. If someone can really achieve something with this under Zhao Hong's teaching, it can only be said that it is fate, and the destiny of heaven cannot be violated.

The days that followed were very peaceful.

And this peace is about to be broken after all.

In a small tribe within the jurisdiction of White Snake City.

An old man who looked like a skeleton pushed open the secret door of the secret room, revealing a small secret room.

There are many bottles and cans on the shelves in the secret room.

The old man was a wizard of this small tribe, and now that he was in his last years, he seemed to know that his life was short.

The old man carefully closed the door of the secret room, picked up a small gray jar on the shelf with a trembling hand, and opened the lid on the jar

In the dim light, you could see some green liquid in the jar, half-soaked in a wriggling piece of meat.

The old wizard's breathing became solemn: "Finally, finally let me survive until this time." Finally, I was waited! This secret method of fighting witches is a forbidden art, but no matter how difficult and forbidden it is, it will make me succeed in my lifetime!"

The old wizard was very excited, and he remembered the past, and there were tears in his eyes.

This secret method of war witches is to dig up your own flesh and soak it in potion, and then make up the soaked flesh.

The pain and gore of the process are indescribable.

But the old wizard survived, and he didn't fake it, he did it by himself.

Now the old wizard held the bottle, thinking of what he had experienced, and the tears in his eyes flowed involuntarily.

Having settled his mind, the old wizard reached out and grabbed the piece of meat, lifted his clothes, revealed the wound on his waist, tore the wound open, and the old wizard filled the piece of meat into the wound.

While the old wizard was filling in the meat, there was a messy footstep outside his residence.

"Bump!"

Someone kicked through the door and rushed in.

"Why is there no one? Where is the old thing?"

"There's a secret room in this room, and the teacher will occasionally go in and stay all day!"

"Where's the Chamber of Secrets?"