Chapter Twenty-Six: Thank you Lord Du Ming for your advice! (Happy Eleven, everyone shamelessly asks for recommendations, clicks, rewards)

"Say, what is Lord Du Ming doing?"

"Lord Du Ming must be thinking about the immortal path eternity, the power of rushing into the sky!"

"I think Lord Du Ming should be looking at feng shui and changing the luck of the entire Qixia Town, right......?

"I think maybe Lord Du Ming is creating some terrifying advanced exercises, have you forgotten? Our deputy sect master, Lord Shen Jian, has actually broken through to the Martial Sixfold Realm! From the Martial Artist Dual Realm to the Martial Sixfold Realm in just a few dozen days, this is ...... Even legends don't have such gods, do they?"

"Well, in this way, I also think so, the Lord of the Shen Sword Sect is really lucky to meet Lord Du Ming!"

"That's natural, it's called fairy fate, you know?"

"yes. ”

“......”

There is a small river in the town of Qixia.

It flows down from unknown mountains in the distance, and then flows further into the distance.

According to the townspeople, the river flows into the vast East China Sea.

The East China Sea is a mysterious place for the townspeople of Qixia Town, and it is rumored that there are krakens, gods and monsters, and monstrous beasts in the East China Sea......

In short, there are also many immortal myths in this world.

Dozens of meters away, several Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples looked at the young man walking by the river in the distance.

Their eyes flashed with adoration......

They whispered to each other......

Some people think that this young man is thinking about the secret method of Xianmen, some think that this young man is pondering feng shui to make luck, and some think that this young man is creating exercises!

In short, in their hearts, this young man is incomparably divine, incomparably great!

Of course, in fact, none of these things have anything to do with Du Ming.

After all, with a seemingly master like Du Ming, who doesn't even count half a bucket of water, these things above are too profound......

He doesn't know how to read feng shui and doesn't know how to practice.

He doesn't know anything about any of this!

He came to this river for one purpose, and that was to meditate.

Ponder the details of your coming into the world.

And no matter what he thought, he felt that he hadn't done anything unreasonable.

Moreover, even if the female ghost wants to pester him, there is no reason to pester him.

As the sun was about to set and the sky was about to get dark, Du Ming's mood became even more impatient and depressed......

After the sun sets, he will go back to the inn, and when he returns to the inn, he will either have auditory hallucinations in his head, or he will have nightmares and dreams of all kinds of cruel and disgusting bloody scenes.

In short, Du Ming was uncomfortable.

Young people do need some excitement, but these things ......

It's too exciting.

Du Ming, who was depressed, grabbed the stone on the ground suddenly, looked at the other side of the river speechlessly, and smashed it hard.

"Quack ......"

The stone hit a crow that was flying out, and the crow screamed and fell immediately......

After Du Ming heard the crow's call, his face changed instantly.

As long as there are crows in many horror movies, it will definitely be a great omen!

If that's really the case with the urine sex in some horror movies, then ......

Does that mean I won't survive tonight?

I'm damn it.

Du Ming wanted to cry.

But not far away......

"Huh, Lord Duming, what are you doing here?"

"He picked up the stone?"

"What does that mean?"

"Is it for us to comprehend something?"

"He threw stones......"

"Stones were thrown on the other side......"

"Lord Du Ming is just throwing stones?"

"But this stone throwing is too light and fluttering, there is no power and might, is this what a great power should look like?"

"Wait, no, Lord Du Ming definitely doesn't throw stones, is this how we throw stones? When we throw stones, we throw them like this, but Lord Du Ming's movements are obviously different from ordinary stones!"

"Shen Chun, you have the highest understanding, tell me if there is any way here. ”

"Well, I do feel that something is very wrong, Lord Du Ming's movements are like this, it seems to be weak and weak, but, can you not find something?" A young man with a sword named Shen Chun stared at Du Ming frantically, subconsciously holding the sword, and learned Du Ming's action of throwing stones a little, and suddenly, he seemed to have caught something!

"What's that?"

It stands to reason that such a light and fluttering stone could not hit a crow at all, after all, it is impossible for a crow to be so slow when it takes off, but Lord Du Ming has hit ...... That's abnormal......"

"Oh, I feel it when you say that!"

"I understand, it seems to be ordinary, without any characteristic blows, but it can effectively hit the target, this ......" Shen Chun's eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole person seemed to understand something, and the whole person was so bright that it couldn't work!

"What do you know?"

"Lord Du Ming's momentum, yes, hide the momentum, hide the killing intent, we will more or less expose some momentum, these momentum is easy to be detected by the opponent, but if we ...... I understand, I understand, if we find a way to hide this killing intent, then the opponent will be unavoidable, out of the sword, it doesn't necessarily need much power, there is a sword move that hits the opponent, it is a good sword move!"

"Thank you, Lord Du Ming, for your advice, I understand, I understand everything!"

Shen Chun yelled in the direction of Du Ming, knelt down and kowtowed three times......

it!

In the distance, Du Ming, who was depressed and smashed a crow, was by no means a good omen, and Du Ming, who was a little panicked in his heart, was so frightened by this roar that he almost jumped into the river.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a stupid young man who was frantically kowtowing, saying something like I understand, I understood.

What did you really understand?

What am I pointing?

Du Ming was stunned.

Then, Du Ming looked up again at the sunset that was about to set, and exhaled deeply......

Now is not the time to focus on these!

The pressure in his heart suddenly increased, and at the same time, he only felt a chill behind him.

Why is it going to be night?

"Master Xie Duming instructs, Lord Xie Duming!"

In the distance, there were still a few stupid disciples who kept kowtowing feverishly, knocking Du Ming's skull very painfully!

They would never know what was bitter in Du Ming's heart.

It was impossible for Du Ming to tell them that he seemed to be a ghost......

After all, it's humiliating.

..........................................

Although Du Ming would like time to pass slowly, it is a pity that it will always be dark.

As the sun sets, the sky gradually darkens, and there is a chill that penetrates the soul by the river, and at the same time, the unknown birds chirp, as if there is a little desolation.

Those disciples excitedly ran back to the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, eager to try their newly learned "moves".

Du Ming was still there.

However, Du Ming felt that the environment by the small river was becoming more and more permeable.

There must be a lot of lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world, and if you stay here any longer, you will encounter lonely ghosts, and you will be hit by ghosts on the wall or something......

This......

Let's go.

Thinking of this, Du Ming didn't dare to think about it, and he hurriedly walked towards the inn.

At least there are more people in the inn, and if you stay here, there will be some kind of chaos.

After returning to the inn, Du Ming found that the inn was deserted today, with dim candlelight shining in the hall, and only a few people were eating......

"Shopkeeper, give me something to eat......

"Okay Senior Du Ming, you sit down, you wait...... I'll be ...... right away" As soon as the chubby boss saw that it was Du Ming, he immediately nodded and hurriedly rushed into the kitchen to prepare Du Ming's dinner.

Du Ming looked around, then nodded as if comforting himself.

At least, it's still quiet, at least there's no damn sound for now.

However......

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo...... Host...... Master...... Master...... Woowoo woo ......"

As soon as Du Ming sat down, a strange singing voice appeared in Du Ming's mind.

Du Ming suddenly showed an expression that was more ugly than crying.

I'm damn it!