Chapter 19 Immortal Reverse Pearl?

In a jungle thirty miles away from the mountain behind the Tang family, a small stream is flowing slowly, making a crisp and pleasant sound of ding dong ding dong.

The water is so clear that even at night, you can clearly see the fish and weeds in the water, the side of the stream is covered with many round drums washed by the stream, egg-sized pebbles, and occasionally you can hear a nightingale or two.

However, there is a very discordant scene here!

On the edge of the stream, three or five feet away, there was a man who was naked, burning a fire, and angrily biting the cooked fish.

Of course, the discord is that the man is naked[***] and has made a rack out of some branches, and the clothes on his body are hung on it.

", Tang Huaxi, Tang Xingchi, when Lao Tzu has a chance, I must let you kneel and sing conquest!"

The man took a bite of the fish, snorted, and roared in a low rage.

This person is none other than Tang Jinbiao, who was refreshed by Tang Huaxi and Tang Xingchi when he was practicing in the back mountain during the day.

His originally handsome face had swollen into a pig's head, and his toned body was even more blue and purple, as if he had been dyed with paint.

It wasn't enough to be insulted by the two of them during the day, but I didn't expect that kick to kick him into the river, and after such a day, he actually floated so far.

"Ah, my teeth!"

However, as soon as Tang Jinbiao bit down, there was a sharp pain in the place where he was kicked out during the day.

"Haha, boy, how is it? You know it hurts, you know it's wrong, you know you regret it, you regret it, hmph, if you had followed the old man to learn to deceive, you must have made a small success in the past half a year, don't say that they were beaten like this, even if you let the two of them beat each other, it's possible, hum, you deserve it!"

After discovering Tang Jinbiao's pitiful tragedy, Huang Biaozi in his mind not only did not show any sympathy, but continued to ridicule.

"Huang Biaozi, you dog X, you know that Lao Tzu was beaten, and he pretended to be dead, and now he runs out to say something cool about Mao? If you have a kind of you, you can be possessed by the Great Demon King? Why are you weak at that time? Why aren't you hard? Why don't you go up? Damn! I bought a watch last year!"

As soon as he heard Huang Biaozi's unscrupulous speech, Tang Jinbiao was even more angry.

"Speaking of your sister, the old man told you at the beginning, as long as you follow the old man to learn the art of deception, the old man will give you a lifetime of food and clothing, you are good, you don't go on the avenue, you have to go to the thankless thing of refining the body, I don't think you need to practice, anyway, refining and refining is still beaten into a dog!"

Huang Biaozi also looked a little angry, and directly mocked coldly.

"MD, where's my watermelon knife?"

Tang Jinbiao already hated Huang Biaozi so much that his teeth itched, but because his teeth were broken during the day, it was unrealistic to want to "grit his teeth", so he could only curse in his heart, but fortunately, these things are not difficult for monks, only if they have time to recover, they can be reborn, which is very different from other worlds.

Crackle crackle!

The fire was burning very strongly, and after a while, Tang Jinbiao felt that his body was a little hot, and the fiery red fire reflected his face and body.

Thump!

Just when he felt that his body was a little hot, Tang Jinbiao stood up and rushed to the stream......

......

Probably because he suffered too much during the day, he slept very peacefully and sweetly this night, and he didn't wake up until he was three poles.

Fortunately, last night, before going to bed, Tang Jinbiao took some pills that he usually exercised, and his body recovered most of it, although those pills were not a panacea, but the effect was also very obvious.

After getting up and getting dressed, and identifying the general direction, Tang Jinbiao stepped on the way home, of course, because he was not familiar with this place, he could only follow the river.

......

Unconsciously, it was noon, Tang Jinbiao probably walked more than ten miles, and he was already able to see the back mountain of the Tang family and the buildings in twos and threes from a distance, and he was slightly relieved.

"Didn't you say that my father was a monk of the Yudan? How could he see that his son was missing, and he didn't come out to look for him at night? It stands to reason that it shouldn't be difficult for a monk to find someone, right? Could it be that I am not my own child? I am not treated like this?

As Tang Jinbiao walked, he scolded in his heart, and even doubted whether he was his own child.

At this time, he wants to scold everyone when he sees it, it seems that only scolding can relieve the pain in his heart, although it has been half a year, but it is impossible to say that he really forgot those past twenty years, so he numbs himself through a lot of exercise every day.

However, when a person is most vulnerable is when he is sick, and only when he is sick will a person know the true desire of his heart.

"Hey, Huang Biaozi, who were you before, why do I always think that you are not like a grandmaster, but more like a liar?"

Tang Jinbiao walked slowly along the stream in the direction of home, and at the same time felt a little bored, holding a small branch in his hand, throwing it around at will, and occasionally picking up a pebble on the ground and throwing it into the water.

Thump!

Tang Jinbiao picked up an egg-sized stone on the ground, threw it into the stream with all his might, and splashed more than a person high.

"Fart, old man Huang Biaozi, his life spans three thousand realms, how can you be a liar in your ignorant child's mouth who can describe one or two?"

Huang Biaozi seems to be very disgusted by people saying that he is a liar or something related to fraud.

"Okay, okay, I know you're the founder of the deception, but if you don't make it clear to me, how do you want me to believe that what you say is true?

Tang Jinbiao was also a little helpless, but now he didn't want to argue with Huang Biaozi about anything.

"Hmph, this is pretty much the same, since you kid want to know the old man's trick of deception, then it doesn't hurt for the old man to tell you, in fact, as you guessed, this trick of deception, in fact, is a trick, but it's not a trick, I can't explain this to you for the time being, because you haven't reached that realm, even if you say it, you don't understand, and it's a waste of the old man's saliva, this deception has a total of five steps, of course, the fifth step of the old man has not reached, just vaguely touched, as for whether there is a sixth step behind, the seventh step is not clear, forget it, don't tell you this, anyway, you don't understandToday, the old man will tell you about the first step of this deception, the first step of this deception is to deceive people, this deception is a science, first of all, if you want to deceive people, you must know the other party's mind......"

Huang Biaozi snorted, only then did he feel slightly satisfied, and began to spit and explain.

Of course, what Huang Biaozi talked about is nothing more than the five steps of deception, there is not much difference, and I don't know if it is intentional, this time I deliberately focused on the so-called deception of the first step of deception.

"Your sister, do you have saliva? If you want to have saliva, isn't Lao Tzu's head in water? Besides, you are known as the founder of the deception, shouldn't you be very good? But why haven't I been deceived by this kid?"

Listening to Huang Biaozi's mouth hanging over the river, telling the so-called Great Dao Technique and deception with high spirits, Tang Jinbiao couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He didn't think there was any difference between this so-called deception and deception at all, if he really wanted to say it, it would be more professional?

He even had a feeling that if he really believed that Huang Biaozi's deception was the Tao, the Great Dao, and the superior way, he would really have water in his brain.

"Hey, are you kid listening?"

Huang Biaozi, who was originally speaking energetically, seemed to find that Tang Jinbiao did not stop, and couldn't help but stop.

"Listening, listening, you keep talking! Hmm, this stone is so weird!"

Tang Jinbiao replied absentmindedly, but just halfway through speaking, he seemed to have found something good and squatted down.

"Hey, you kid!"

Huang Biaozi's face darkened, and he just wanted to scold something, but he was really stunned suddenly, as if he had found something that made him happy.

"Hmm, how does this thing feel familiar? Have you seen it somewhere?"

After Tang Jinbiao squatted down, he took out a pebble the size of a ping-pong ball from the dense pile of pebbles.

However, this pebble looks different from the general pebble, although the surface of the general pebble is smooth, but the shape is generally like an egg, it is oval, but this pebble is very different, it is a full round ball, just like a table tennis ball, and these are not the reasons that attract his attention the most, what really caught his attention is that this pebble is black!

Yes, it is completely black, so in this pile of pure white pebbles, Tang Jinbiao can find it at a glance.

After picking up the black pebbles and observing them, Tang Jinbiao was even more shocked by the things that were still to come, this pebble not only had a strange shape and a special color, but also carved some patterns that looked messy, as if the glass was cracked, but when he touched it with his hands, he couldn't feel the existence of those cracks at all.

"Hey, Huang Biaozi, do you know this thing?"

Tang Jinbiao observed for a long time, but he felt that this bead was a little strange, and he couldn't see anything special, so in order to clarify the doubts in his heart, he naturally wanted to ask Huang Biaozi, who was known as "Crisscrossing the Three Thousand Worlds".

"Forehead ......"

Huang Biaozi was speechless.

"What's wrong? Do you recognize this thing? Is this a treasure? Is it that kind of legendary treasure? Oh, by the way, I remembered, I said why do you feel familiar, it seems that there is such a thing in the fairy rebellion with big ears, haha, is it that I Tang Jinbiao also has such a day?"

Tang Jinbiao's heart was in a hurry, and he immediately thought of countless possible ......;