Qin Hao was about to give Elder Ma a special thanks, but suddenly felt a cold hostility coming from behind him.

It's a sudden, mystical feeling.

At this moment, in order to avoid attracting the attention of those present, he finally resisted the urge to turn his head to take a look.

I saw that he quietly thanked Elder Ma, and then pretended to bow down and clench his fists to send Elder Ma onto the boat, but his heart began to call for Elder Ma constantly:

"Scholar, scholar, how do I feel that I suddenly have a sixth sense, what's going on?"

The old scholar didn't know that this was the first time he had heard the stinky boy call him today, and when he was about to reprimand him angrily, he suddenly heard an interesting word and asked with interest:

"Oh, the sixth sense? is the first time I've heard this word, it's interesting, tell me what you feel?"

When Qin Hao heard this, he described his current feelings one by one:

"Just now, I vaguely felt a chill behind my back, like a sword cutting through my clothes and then sticking to my skin, and this coolness was at the back of my head for a while, and then to my neck. It's weird!"

When the old scholar heard this, he suddenly realized that this kid actually regarded the spiritual sense in his body as his sixth sense, and he couldn't help but smile dumbly:

"You, you, I really don't know if it's good to say that your kid is lucky or stupid, you who have bred spiritual consciousness so early, have ignorantly regarded it as Rausch's 'sixth sense'. ”

After the old man had just finished mocking Qin Hao's ignorance, he thought about it:

"But if you compare it with the five senses of 'shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch', it is quite appropriate for you to call it the sixth sense. In this way, the old man is still hasty when he says that you are ignorant. ”

Of course, Qin Hao didn't forget that Shu Lao mentioned a mouthful of "spiritual sense" to him when he was treating Meng'er, and he couldn't yearn for the breath of everything around him when he closed his eyes, but if his sixth sense at this moment is spiritual consciousness according to what Shu Lao said, it would be too low.

He was slightly excited, as if he had been suddenly poured cold water, and said a little dejectedly:

"Ah, is this spiritual sense? It's so rough that I can't even see the images around me, so it's too useless. ”

The old scholar, who was thinking about how to explain spiritual knowledge to Qin Hao, almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this, and immediately swallowed the words of teaching, and said angrily:

"Bah, you unrealistic stinky boy, you have just been able to produce spiritual consciousness during the spiritual apprenticeship period, which is already a great benefit given by God, and now you have never even cultivated, you want to ascend to the sky in one step and have the ability that only immortal-level spiritual consciousness has, do you want to be angry with the old man?"

Qin Hao heard the unkindness in Shu Lao's tone, and he hurriedly clarified before Shu Lao broke out:

"Old scholar, you are angry, the kid just thinks that spiritual sense is like eyes to see things, and he doesn't think about it so much. ”

Then he paused, and couldn't help but say his doubts:

"But Shulao, with my current spiritual sense is so simple, it's useless to only feel hostility behind me, I can't just go back and guess who wants to yin me, and then fight him directly, right?"

After listening to Qin Hao's explanation, the old scholar only felt that his anger was in vain, so he could only disperse his anger and reluctantly teach Qin Hao, who regarded himself as an encyclopedia from another world:

"Alas, the old man is planted in the hands of you stinky boy, and you try to concentrate your consciousness in the hostility you feel in your back as you did last time when you attached your consciousness to the spiritual power that you left your body. ”

Qin Hao did as he heard when he heard this, and in the eyes of everyone in the outside world, he was standing in place at the moment watching the jade painting boat leave, but he didn't know that he had already focused on how to drive the spiritual sense.

At this moment, he listened to the teachings of the old scholar, and focused his consciousness on the coolness coming from the vest with all his heart.

Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be an extra rein behind him, one end connected to the cold hostility of the waistcoat, and the other end pointed in a distant direction.

Without waiting for the old man to speak, he tried to control the consciousness out of his body, and then wrapped it around the reins and slowly moved towards the other end of it.

After a while, a large amount of information was transmitted back from the out-of-body consciousness, and a red figure was engraved in his mind as the message was received.

Seeing this, Qin Hao immediately strengthened the indoctrination of consciousness into the "reins" behind him, and the red figure in his mind gradually became clearer, and the outline became more and more obvious.

At this moment, he only felt as if there was an extra eye in the back of his head, and the pale red figure that gradually became clear was standing behind him more than ten meters away from him, but unfortunately there was nothing else in the field of vision that could be used as a reference except for this figure.

Seeing that Qin Hao had already preliminarily mastered the use of spiritual sense, the old scholar did not continue to point fingers, and quietly fell silent.

Because he knows that no matter what ability, only through the user's continuous attempts and explorations can he truly control it in his own hands, and what others tell is not his own after all.

After Qin Hao "saw" the round, ball-like crimson figure behind him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: I am afraid that this immortal does not know that he has already sensed the cold killing intent that he thought was very cleverly hidden in his heart through his spiritual sense.

"You want to kill me, I just want to kill too!" Qin Hao showed a bloodthirsty look outside the auxiliary time space for the first time - it was time to release the pressure like a huge mountain in his heart again!

At the moment when the jade painting boat disappeared overhead, Zhang Changsheng took the lead in making a move:

I saw that his seemingly clumsy body suddenly moved sideways, and he dragged his fat to the middle-aged disciple without the slightest sound.

And the middle-aged disciple didn't have the slightest defense at the moment, and before he could react, Zhang Changsheng's palm knife had already landed on his neck, knocking him out instantly.

Zhang Changsheng took advantage of the situation to catch the limp body of the middle-aged disciple and slowly put him to the ground.

This series of movements was silent and fluid, his ball-like body was terrifying, and the fat body seemed to be just used to make others relax their vigilance and hide people's eyes, without the slightest effect on the rapid action.

After Zhang Changsheng put down the middle-aged disciple, he didn't pause at all, and kicked his feet the ground, rushing towards Qin Hao, who was still facing away from him, like an arrow.

Looking at the continuous enlargement of Qin Hao's back in his eyes, the corners of Zhang Changsheng's mouth showed a cruel smile, and he had already begun to say to himself excitedly in his heart:

"The space ring, the Jintai Peak pass waist card, the entry spirit weapon, and a large number of spirit stones, all of them belong to this deacon!"

However, at this moment, Qin Hao, who should have been unaware of it in Zhang Changsheng's eyes and let himself slaughter, suddenly turned around without any warning, looked at him with cold killing intent in his eyes, and mocked with a playful face: "The dead fat man wants to yin me?"