Fu Cang looked at it blankly, he doubted, Zhang Qianchou wouldn't be stupid by his punch, right? I heard that people with strange personalities have quite strange brain circuits, and with this merciless punch, I'm afraid they really beat him stupid......

Thinking about it, Fu Cang couldn't help but ask:

"Are you alright?......"

"Hahaha!!"

Zhang Qianchou continued to laugh wildly, and in his laughter, Fu Cang felt that he was a lamb to the slaughter, weak and helpless, waiting for the butcher's knife to come.

"Are you scared?" said Zhang Qianchou suddenly.

Considering Zhang Qianchou's irritable temper and weird personality, Fu Cang cautiously squeezed out a smile and shook his head: "...... Nope......"

Zhang Qianchou naturally didn't know Fu Cang's thoughts. He picked up the wine and threw a jar to Fu Cang.

Today, Zhang Qianchou is very special, not with a straight "you owe me money" face like in the past. He held the jar in his hand, split the cork with his hand, and then took a big sip with what seemed to be a heroic grunt.

It's not so much about drinking, it's about pouring.

His drinking action was very rusty, and in Fu Cang's opinion, he was simply a newcomer who tasted wine for the first time.

Sure enough, Zhang Qianchou choked on the wine, and all the wine in his throat squirted out.

"What the hell is this?!It's hard to drink!" Zhang Qianchou scolded, and the huge wine jar instantly "broke the bones and scattered ashes" in his hands.

Seeing Zhang Qianchou's embarrassed face, Fu Cang smiled knowingly. He didn't expect that Zhang Qianchou had never drunk alcohol. This was enough for Fu Cang to let down his guard and taste a jar of fine wine.

"Wine doesn't drink like this~~" Gently unplugging the wine, Fu Cang sniffed with his nose - it was so fragrant, it was really good wine.

I haven't touched alcohol for so many days, Fu Cang's alcohol addiction came up all of a sudden, and he hurriedly raised his head and drank a few sips, which was so enjoyable!

"Hmph...... No wonder Xiao Fengang's bastard will take you as an apprentice, it turns out that he is also a drunkard, and he smells the same. The corners of Zhang Qianchou's mouth rarely showed a smile, "Hurry up and drink, I have something to talk to you about after drinking." With that, his smile vanished without a trace.

"Do you have any appetizers?" Fu Cang asked suddenly.

Zhang Qianchou was a little stunned, obviously, he didn't.

"I'll just say to you, what is the most important thing about drinking? If you don't have a snack, you will be stuffy or dry when you drink it, and of course, if it's a good wine, it won't affect the taste, but you're ...... Tsk, the wine is a good wine, but the taste is a little worse, worse than the worry-free drunkenness of Huang Tiancheng. You wouldn't buy it at a street stall, would you?"

Fu Cang chattered endlessly, and he could hear that the black lines on Zhang Qianchou's forehead were longer than the other.

How could there be such a brazen person in the world? he thought to himself, the sword almost couldn't hold it.

As a swordsman, especially Zhang Qianchou, who has the name of "Sword Saint", when the juniors usually see him, they are all respectful and polite, where do they dare to be like Fu Cang?

In normal times, Fu Cang's grave grass is as tall as a person. But since that night, his attitude towards Fu Cang has completely changed.

That night, he was inexplicably attacked by a Yellow Heaven Realm master. The man broke his hands and feet in life, and then took them back with Xuan Qi.........

Zhang Qianchou had a trace of awe for Fu Cang, of course he was not in awe of Fu Cang, and he was in awe of the master hiding behind Fu Cang.

His face was blue, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or anything in his eyes, and it continued like this until Fu Cang drank a jar of wine.

"Refreshing! Zhang Qianchou, is there any, I want to continue the altar!" Fu Cang smiled and looked at Zhang Qianchou. In this regard, Zhang Qianchou stared at Fu Cang viciously.

The so-called wine is strong and intimidating, as long as the wine is in the stomach, not to mention a thousand sorrows, even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire are subdued, they dare to break through.

Therefore, Fu Cang's confidence hardened a lot, "Forget it if you don't have it, remember to bring two more altars next time." You know no, the most annoying thing about drinking is not drinking enough. He said.

"Still drinking?!" Zhang Qianchou snorted, and then he took out a scroll and threw it on Fu Cang's face.

It was a scroll that read: "Dust without vain."

Regarding Zhang Qianchou's behavior, Fu Cang was puzzled. "Zhang Qianchou, what are you doing here?"

"A month. ”

"What month?" Fu Cang was even more confused.

At this time, Zhang Qianchou stood up, his iron face darkened, "I'll give you a month to learn this volume of exercises for me, and my cultivation must reach above the realm of the dust!"

"Otherwise......... You don't want to take this stone back. ”

Considering the mysterious person behind Fu Cang, Zhang Qianchou did not dare to threaten Fu Cang with life and death, but instead used blood crystal. That day, Fu Cang cared so much about this stone, it must have been an important thing.

"Hey, you, you're not ......."

"After a month, as long as you can reach the Dust Realm and learn this exercise. Zhang Qianchou showed the blood crystal in front of Fu Cang, "I'll give it back to you, otherwise...... Humph......"

After that, Zhang Qianchou showed his brutal nature again, and as soon as his mind moved, a long sword shot out from his back, and with a thick and muffled sound, the huge wooden house was split into sawdust in the blink of an eye, and completely fell apart.

"This is the fate of this stone!" he put away his sword and roared, then put away the hedron in front of Fu Cang, turned and left.

He came and went quickly, and he didn't even give Fu Cang a chance to ask.

“.........”

Fu Cang froze in place. In the dust that destroyed the wooden house, a pair of hands holding scrolls had nowhere to place. A stump staggered and fell, and with a "boom", it smashed into the dust, and at the same time called Fu Cang back to his senses.

"What is this, is it a teaching method?" Fu Cang muttered.

"Count. Kong Jiu replied, "No vain dust, ground-level exercises, a very defensive kind of exercises, can be used to control the earth element according to the combat state, so as to achieve both offense and defense." ”

"Xiao Cang, this is the main practice of the Heavenly Extreme Sword Saint," Kong Jiu paused, "Zhang Qian was worried about him...... I'm passing on your mastery. ”

"This ........." Until now, Fu Cang was also a little puzzled. What is Zhang Qianchou doing this for? Isn't he a mortal enemy of the Wind Sword Hao? Why should he be so kind to his enemy's apprentice?

Fu Cang struggled for a long time and couldn't come up with a reason, but he had a calculation in his heart:

There must have been some dispute between the Wind Sword Hero and the Heavenly Extreme Sword Saint, and the Heavenly Extreme Sword Saint was invincible, so he held a grudge. But as for why Zhang Qianchou wanted to ambush Cang as a disciple, he couldn't figure it out if he wanted to break his head.

Putting aside the entanglement, Fu Cang began to draw his attention back to the matter at hand. The most important thing at the moment is not to learn the exercises, but to find a place to live as soon as possible.

Now that the wooden house has been smashed, Fu Cang is once again considered a "homeless" person. But this neighborhood is full of deep mountains and old forests, and there are no households, so in desperation, Fu Cang temporarily built a wooden house.

Fu Cang knew that now was the best time to leave, but Fu Cang finally chose to stay. The blood crystal is now being suppressed by Zhang Qianchou, and the only thing he can do at the moment is to meet Zhang Qianchou's requirements as soon as possible.

"A month's time...... Brother Nine Kong, do you think it's possible?" Fu Cangpan sat in the wooden shed, playing with the scroll of "Dustless Dust".

Kong Jiu was a little embarrassed, "Actually, it's not difficult to improve to the Dust Realm in terms of cultivation. The really difficult thing is how to learn this volume. ”

"What do you mean by this?"

"Xiao Cang, do you know the meaning of the elemental body?"

Mentioning this, Fu Cang was also silent for a moment, he remembered that he seemed to have read it on "Shenzhou Chronicles".

"Every person, from the beginning of birth, will have an innate elemental power, which is what the world calls elemental power. Only those who possess the elemental body can enter the path of cultivation. ”

"But everyone's elemental power is different, there are wind, fire, electricity, water, earth, etc., but they are all unique, each person can only exist one element, a person has the power of wind, it is impossible to have the power of earth, understand?"

Fu Cang interrupted: "In other words, I can't learn this innocuous dust, right?"

Kong Jiu had nothing to say.

This is indeed a great blow to Fu Cang, and not being able to cultivate the Dustless Dust means that he cannot meet the requirements of Zhang Qianchou, which means that the blood crystal ...... Fu Cang was not afraid that Zhang Qianchou would destroy the blood crystal, after all, the power of the holy object was unknown to mortals.

But he was afraid that Zhang Qianchou would leave with the blood crystal. In the vast land of Shenzhou, where can he go to find Zhang Qianchou?

"Hey, Xiaocang, I think, it's not impossible. "Kong Jiu's words turned.

Kong Jiu's words made Fu Cang see hope, "Brother Kong Jiu, you are really my lucky star!" He asked excitedly, "What can I do?"

"The Overlord has no secret trick!" Kong Jiu blurted out.

In an instant, Fu Cang seemed to think of something.

“...... I seem to understand a little" Fu Cang's mind was running rapidly, sorting out the chaotic relationship between the exercises.

"Xiaocang, you listen to me. Kong Jiu said softly.

When he landed, a chain of exercises was formed in Fu Cang's mind. This is thanks to Kong Jiu, because he and Kong Jiu are mentally figured out, and as long as the two are willing, he and Kong Jiu can sense each other's hearts.

In the memory of the Empty Nine Collation, it is to fuse the two of the Overlord Wuji Jue and the Wufu Dust into a brand-new exercise.

Very bold idea.

Because the Overlord Wuji Technique is not an elemental exercise, Fu Cang can completely rely on his unique physique to synthesize the elements of the exercise.

It's just that the risk is higher.

Once there is any accident, if the fusion is not successful, it will cause major damage to the meridians, and the Xuan Qi will dissipate, and the blood will flow backwards, and the dantian will be invalid.

So, only succeed!

"Xiao Cang, have you decided?" The stakes were so high that Kong Jiu had to ask again.

Fu Cang nodded. If he couldn't get the blood crystal back, he would have no point in living. For the sake of blood crystal, he dares to break through the sea of swords and fires!

"Let's go!

He gritted his teeth and nodded, and a wave of mysterious energy began to pour into the scroll.

It was a technique sealed by a scroll, and the place where it was locked was already covered with thick rust.

There seemed to be a secret sealed in the scroll, and the aura of old age continued to overflow from the locks, tickling every nerve of Fu Cang.

As soon as his mind moved, the Overlord Wuji Jue was instantly transported, and a stream of purple Xuan Qi flowed out of Fu Cang's palm, gradually submerging into the scroll.

"Click......"

Suddenly, there was a dull sound of metal colliding in the lock, like the sound of gears being stuck in rust. But it didn't last long before the sound faded away. Immediately after a "bang", the iron lock was torn apart.

"Heaven and earth are impermanent, all things are born, and ......... are born because of the earth"

Old words are on a rampage. Broke into Fu Cang's mind.

It's a feeling like you've never felt before!

Relaxed?

Fu Cang felt that he was fluttering all over, and the feather flying sky was nothing more than that.

"Xiao Cang!!Wake up!"

There was a call from Kujiu in his ears. Fu Cang suddenly remembered that he was now in the process of conforming to the Success Method. He took a deep breath, and his soul jerked out of his body.

His soul floated into the sea of knowledge, standing side by side with Kong Jiu.