Volume 2 Forging Ahead Chapter 222 is like a light storm

Seeing that the sun was setting, the lights were on, and the last moment given by the city lord of Hao Yan was approaching, Wei Du took two deep breaths, calmed down the depression in his heart, and raised his hand to knock on the door of the box where Zhou Hao and the others were.

After a day and a night of in-depth participation, with the help of the old man surnamed Lan, Crane Wuwu completely completed the deduction of the scriptures obtained from Zhou Hao's mouth, watching his hands repeatedly streamline, condense, remove its dross and extract its essence, and finally retain the scriptures of less than 1,000 words, full of joy mixed with a little unwillingness.

Yes, the scriptures that I talked about all night with myself were finally carefully scrutinized, deduced, simplified, and eliminated the unreasonable, and the final scripture was only less than a thousand words.

And read through its meaning, compared to the Sword Sutra is not at the same level at all, if the Sword Sutra is the condensation of the ancestors of countless powerful monks, the meticulously crafted a hand-me-down. Then Yun's (Zhou Hao) is like a beginner naughty boy, a small brain axe that scribbles indiscriminately, and the artistic conception expounded in it should be described as miserable. And the only thing that is desirable, and what makes the crane worry-free and happy without collapsing, is that the inheritance in it is real, not out of shape, although it is a little too little.

Lan Lao was very unhappy that Crane Wuwu was so easy to satisfy, but Lan Lao, who had already returned to his heart, would not say anything, he believed that Crane Wuwu could make correct judgments, and independent decision-making was also the authoritative ability that he must have to become a sword master in the future.

Although Zhou Hao's mind was only perceiving the mystery between his own spiritual roots, and he did not deliberately cultivate and catalyze the spiritual power of each spiritual root, but the physical body that had improved its potential several times still continued to play a role, and the effect achieved was not much worse than that achieved by deliberate cultivation before.

Twisting his neck that had not been moved for a long time, he raised his arm and stretched his waist, and there was a crisp rattling sound, like the stretching sound of the joint fascia like a popping bean, which woke up Huang Zhonglu and several female cultivators who had completed their cultivation not far away.

"Hey, Brother Huang, hasn't Crane Daoyou come out yet?" Zhou Haoyou looked around, but he didn't see Crane Wuwu, he didn't believe it, his injuries had already recovered, and Crane Wuwu, who had a background and resources, would recover slower than himself because of a little injury, and without waiting for Huang Zhonglu to answer, his eyes looked thoughtfully at the box where Crane Wuwu was.

Fighting, fierce battles, injuries, epiphany, enlightenment, enlightenment, in just five days, everything Zhou Hao experienced was like a dream, although it was a nightmare, but it completely discovered all the potential, and the five elements of the spiritual roots were all recovered, only need to take time, replenish the spiritual power, and all the five spiritual roots will be conceived and matured, and then it will be the time when the tiger descends the mountain and the dragon soars for nine days.

Hearing the gurgling sound of Zhou Hao's stomach, several female cultivators were extremely understanding, and hurriedly prepared to eat, Huang Zhonglu saw that the Yun family (Zhou Hao) was full of energy, the breath was pure, and he was obviously in a state of full blood resurrection, so he was naturally very happy, and hurriedly beckoned the Yun family to the table for a full meal.

"Don't worry, you choose to have a heart-to-heart relationship with Nayun's child and get the inner book of the Sword Sutra from his mouth, Lan will not interfere with it, but remember not to be careless, as for the content of the Sword Sutra before determining his true identity, he must not hand it over together, otherwise he may leave the sect behind. The old man surnamed Lan repeatedly admonished and advised, and finally left quietly in the last glow of the sunset.

The crane is worry-free to tidy up his mood, but he gritted his teeth at the Yun family (Zhou Hao) in his heart, he repeatedly showed goodwill, surrendered his identity to make friends with you, and pulled a relationship, but you played tricks, kept your hands, refused to speak out, and communicated the scriptures with the young master, I was really angry.

After sorting out the mood, it is inevitable that there will be a trace of unhappiness, with a hint of cold signature tiredness, pushing the door and going out. Just saw Huang Zhonglu and Yun (Zhou Hao) seated, in front of him was a table of sumptuous delicacies, like him, playful, and lively temperament, seeing the food, it seemed that he also remembered that he had not eaten or drunk for a few days, and immediately his stomach was also gurgling.

Hurriedly shouted: "Hey, wait for me, how can such a big table of delicious food be done without my help?"

Speaking of a steep trivial, the next moment it has already appeared on the side of the table full of delicacies, and regardless of whether Huang Zhonglu and Yun (Zhou Hao) eat it or not, they will strike first, grab a stewed soft first-order demon beast, and pull down a fat thigh and slam it into their mouths.

Zhou Hao and Huang Zhonglu were stunned for a moment, so they had to chew on the leg bones of the demon beast while Crane Wuwu chewed on the leg bones of the demon beast, and whimpered with their mouths and made unknown remarks, so they sat down on the spot, and simply satisfied their stomachs first.

At this moment, in the big private room, under the surprise and contempt of the women, they feasted without an image, their white fingers dripping with the juice of food, and the corners of their mouths hung with greasy and silky grease, and they did not forget to pick up the delicate and delicate white wine jug and take a big mouth to chew continuously, and took the time to pour the fragrant and fragrant spirit wine, which was completely a gluttonous feast.

In less than a quarter of an hour, three people, a table of delicacies that were enough for more than ten people to enjoy slowly, were swept away, and even the bones that had not been removed when cooking were broken open by the powerful and fierce teeth of the foundation, and it was easy to knock the bone and suck the marrow.

Bang bang, a coherent and powerful knock sounded at the door.

"Well, open the door and see if you have something to eat?" Crane Wuwu still seemed to be unsatisfied, and hurriedly shouted and made peace.

Wei Du knocked on the quaint wooden door of the box with a steady mind, and only then did he put down his hand, and the ancient wooden door in front of him creaked open, facing a fair-skinned nun who was twenty-eight years old, and looked at it with a puzzled look, and stretched out his head to look at the stairs over Wei Du, and muttered in the middle of the voice: "Where is there a food and wine?"

As he spoke, he withdrew directly, ignoring the guard governor at all, and treating it as air, but fortunately, he still saved a trace of face and did not close the door smoothly.

Wei Du tried his best to calm the anger in his heart, and he was about to go inside, his heart was really a group of uncultivated barbarian cultivators, so he should be directly expelled or arrested, and the man should be sent to mine the spirit stone vein. The woman's training is going to be a singer.。

But before the footsteps landed, she hurriedly retracted again, but the woman withdrew but did not get out of the way, but just turned around and opened her mouth.

"Childe, it's not a delicacy, it's a murderer with a big face, but it doesn't seem to be very fierce now. ”