88. I'm sorry that Brother Chun disagrees

The physical strength must be back to full as soon as possible, or people will be knocked to death by something. In other words, my physical strength fell to 1 o'clock twice in a day, and I was also drunk.

"Childe, are you alright?" Xiao Zhao was so anxious that she was spinning, but she was wearing the colorful clothes of Ziyang, and when she touched it, it was a love killing.

This thing should be the moment the law phase made a move, and all the essence and spirit were sucked dry, and it is estimated that if it were not for the protection of the main god, I am afraid that he would be exhausted and die in just this moment. Leaving 1 point of physical strength, I still have to thank the main god for taking a fancy to the Tianze. smiled and told Xiao Zhao to follow Uncle Ying, and the rest of Li Xiu didn't care. After all, Uncle Ying's temperament is absolutely trustworthy, and Xiao Zhao's well-behaved is not worried. He is in Fuxi Hall at the moment, this kind of old nest as a stronghold of the sect will not believe it if Uncle Ying is not at all prepared to die. The portrait of the ancestor is hung high, and even the altar is worshiped every day, even if the blood piercing comes at this time, the cliff can't please it.

Sit down cross-legged and run slowly, this situation is completely lacking, if it is not for the data-based body, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover.

But even so, at this time, when the exercises are running, it is completely impossible to estimate the perception of the outside world. Sitting upright on the Bagua Array of Fuxi Hall, the aura of heaven and earth slowly drew into his body. The physical strength value also rose rapidly, after all, he didn't have any injuries on his body at the moment, and the only so-called injury was that the soul value had bottomed out. Soul value is a very wonderful thing, and it is not entirely the energy of the attributes of internal force (chakra, spiritual power, true qi) to say that it is internal force. To say that it is the power of the soul is even further wrong. After all, if a person's soul energy is exhausted, I'm afraid it will not be as simple as death.

With this kind of setting, Li Xiu faintly feels that soul value can replace the use of a lot of energy, and can be converted into internal force, spiritual power and other attribute energy. It shows that the essence of soul value should be linked to soul energy, but it is more similar to the most essential and peaceful attributeless energy. Of course, this thing is completely speculation, so let's continue to climb up. The higher you stand, the more information you can get.

This unconscious movement was eventually forced to stop. After all, it's not a dead end, and external stimuli can wake people up to a certain extent.

And waking up Li Xiu is naturally the operation of the main plot line.

"Master Mao, Master Mao" A short and rapid cry came from outside Fuxi Hall.

"Aaron"

"Ah Hai, where is Master Mao, eh, who is this? Forget it, what about Master Mao? ”

"Oh, this is my master's friend Li Daochang. The master watched Ah Xiu in the backyard", and there was more confidence and atmosphere in his honest voice.

"What are you yelling at, fellow Daoist, you're awake, but it's my mistake. should have protected the Dharma for Taoist friends. This is not supposed to be "Uncle Ying's character is naturally beyond doubt.

This sense of guilt is palpable. But for this kind of guilt, Li Xiu can't afford it. Hurriedly said: "Brother Dao said that he laughed, my cultivator is a master of heaven and earth, and there is one heart between movement and stillness. It's almost time for me to finish my work. Look at these two should be in trouble to find Brother Dao to solve. If the two of you have anything, just say it, it's quite urgent to find Brother Dao. ”

Song Zilong suddenly had a good impression of this young Taoist. Busy said to Uncle Ying: "Master Mao, something happened at the police station." ”

It stands to reason that the police station belongs to the public court, and there is an old saying called "how dare you be presumptuous above the public court", this kind of thing will generally come with the public law. The ordinary little monster almost has no power to move when it encounters the public door glowing. It's certainly not a trivial matter to get into trouble at the police station. The police station in Gantian Town is full of villagers, and even the most hateful Dayuan bullies have limits. The public light here is naturally very powerful.

No. 678869 Domain, you trigger the story mission: The Fugitive of God's Fight. Assist the first generation of grandmaster Mao Xiaofang to recover the three prisoners, and reward the corresponding points according to the degree of participation. Acceptable or not.

Do you need to talk about this thing?

Before Uncle Ying could say anything, Li Xiu preemptively said, "Brother Dao, let's go together." ”

A cultivator's grasp of his own physical state is comparable to that of a master of national arts. Of course, one of them is the grasp of the body, qi and blood, and meridians. One is to feel the grasp of one's own soul, will, and spirit.

Since Li Xiu said this, Uncle Ying naturally knew that Li Xiu had almost recovered. The Daomen seem to be as loose as the Buddhists, but in fact, how many benevolent and righteous people give away their natal magic weapons in order to subdue demons and subdue demons. The world speaks of preaching, not preaching. It can be seen that the abyss of Taoism is spreading, and it can be seen that Taoists have the right eyes, and they will not be stingy even if they are some things at the bottom of the box from their own masters. In ancient times, the jade butterfly of creation had not yet come out, but the way of heaven was clear, but the road ahead was vast. How many Taoist predecessors have opened their hearts and minds to spread their own Taoism and their own Taoism to the world.

followed Uncle Ying all the way, completely ignoring the Dayuan children's shoes behind him. In order to be in a hurry, it is obvious that Uncle Ying used some special means. The walking speed is as fast as the wind, and this Heavenly Dao suppression can have this speed in this ultimate plane. Li Xiu secretly estimated that Uncle Ying's agility would never be less than 120 points. This is not a high value, but the terrifying thing is that Uncle Ying's agility should be the weakest link in the four-dimensional attributes.

The embodiment of the wind, at my disposal.

As soon as his mind moved, his speed skyrocketed, and he didn't have any difficulty behind Uncle Ying.

The three prisoners who made the trouble were guys who would ask God a few times. Although this thing can't be said to be a witchcraft, it's still a person who uses it. Uncle Ying's Maoshan technique also has a method of inviting the gods, and it is more subtle than these three prisoners.

As for Uncle Ying's two apprentices, Ah Hai and Ah Chu, they are a little weaker than this.

A team of gongs and drummers for the funeral has just passed, and the sky is full of white paper. The three prisoners were really vicious. It seems that they are not good people, and there must be a lot of lives in their blood. Although Uncle Ying was very sure of recovering these three wicked people, Li Xiu was very eager to see the methods of this magical Taoist friend.

Being able to show off in front of Uncle Ying, Li Xiu naturally has no reason not to miss both hands. He took two steps forward and motioned for himself to go up, and then stood in place with a smile. There were so many people here that Li Xiu couldn't make a move at all. The largest number of people are these funeral processions, and red and white ceremonies have always been a major event in China. Very few people would rush into such a team, so there were very few normal people on the streets who were in line with or against their team.

Waiting for the prisoner to walk from the street to the end of the street, passing by the funeral procession, just when the crowd was empty, Li Xiu suddenly pulled out the Qinglong knife. The whole body was like a full bow and arrow, and the nearly 3-meter-long Qinglong knife was directly used as an arrow to fly over.

Weapons of this level are naturally conspicuous, not to mention the streets of the city.

Nodding to Uncle Ying, signaling him to protect the ordinary people around him, a flash appeared on the hilt of the Qinglong Knife.

The nearly 3-meter Qinglong knife is straight and inserted into the bluestone slab, and Li Xiu's height of 1.8 meters is independent on the handle of the knife. The three prisoners were close at hand, and the opposition was clear. Chinese always like to watch the excitement, and every minute is surrounded by a big circle.

"It is said that the three of them are very good at inviting the gods. It just so happens that I will also ask God for a few tricks. Why don't you learn from each other? "The sun is approaching, and the sun is not very dazzling, and it looks down on Li Xiu's figure. The huge knife and the straight man do look very intimidating.

"Guan Dao, hum, you are really playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong. But I think your knife is really good, if you give it to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will be able to spare your life. The man who spoke was all over his face, and it was clear that he was the boss of the three prisoners.

With a little force, it fell lightly from the hilt. "Hahahaha, want my knife. Yes, but I agree with Brother Chun but what if it's different? ”

"Brother Chun, who is Brother Chun, let him come out. See if I don't kill him. "The huge fist does look very intimidating.

"Eh, you are a joke, you still want to fight my Brother Chun, my Brother Chun went to teach the blind monk to kick in the roundabout. As for you, it seems that it takes time for you to please God at this level, come on, don't say that I won't give you a chance to make a move. ”