"I guess you were brought up by Lord Feiyu, and you haven't seen your own mother!"

"Huh!"

"I'm guessing you're about sixty-five years old now!"

"He's only sixty-three!"

"I'm guessing you're an extrovert, and you have at least eight to ten demon birds that are good friends!"

"I'll count...... I seem to have nine, but after your cousin died, there were only eight! ”

"I guess you're good at using feather archery!"

"I haven't performed this spell in front of you!"

……

"I guess you only take a shower every few days, not every day!"

"Oops, I hate it!"

Zhang Xuezhou walked with the demon bird Lingyu, and he couldn't guess when this demon bird had the possibility of atavistic origin, but according to the memory of the demon bird, it was easy for him to fool the other party.

After some guessing and questioning, Ling Yu only felt that Zhang Xuezhou was an amazing magic demon, and his ability was much more powerful than her father Feiyu.

She was led into the ditch by Zhang Xuezhou, and by the way, she also revealed a lot of little secrets of the Holy Land of the Evil Ross River.

For example, what demon kings does her father Feiyu like to play with, which demon kings are good at what kind of skills, these demon kings go out to do big work in groups from time to time, and there are Zun Shang who only go out of the lake every six months to take a breath, and occasionally go to Duzun Peak to be in a daze when the mood comes......

These things seem to be useless, but in the hands of a real physiognomy master, this is enough information to arrange the means.

After the completion of a fixed-person technique, Zhang Xuezhou only realized that he had comprehended another benefit brought by the fixed-person technique.

This can easily lead to the subject of the spell trusting themselves and giving them more detailed information.

"Master Dong seems to say that in the past, there was a sacrificial evil spell called soul searching......"

If the negative effects can be eliminated, it seems that the soul search technique is not much different from the fixing technique.

If he wanted to be targeted by the higher-ups under some kind of pretext, this might be enough to make Fu Xi Xiangmen not even have a chance to argue, after all, ordinary people and ordinary monks have no different abilities.

"This technique is really inconvenient to cast!"

If he wants to gain anything in the technique of fixing people, Zhang Xuezhou not only has the need to improve this technique, but also how to release this technique normally, so as not to be regarded as an evil monk group.

And the Han State, which undertook the construction of the Qin Dynasty system, was a school that was severely attacked.

Zhang Xuezhou only felt that he had some skills, but he didn't know how to develop this ability, and it was even more difficult to benefit himself with this ability.

This is not only true of the technique of fixing people, but also of the technique of fixing acupoints.

"No wonder Mr. Hongku learned a star fixing technique, and the one he recommended to his senior brother is also this technique, and he can't recommend anything else!"

Zhang Xuezhou previously thought that he had obtained an extremely remarkable inheritance, but after thinking about many things, he only felt that the inheritance of Xiangmen was just like that.

This is usually not very convenient to take out the ability to take out.

If it is inconvenient to take out his hand, this is similar to the treatment of his Nine Great Evasion Techniques.

"How do I feel that I have learned and learned, and I have learned very well, but I can't show any of them?"

Zhang Xuezhou has been wandering for several years and has learned a lot of things.

But whether it is the alchemy and formation of the Yin and Yang family, or the "Cloud Technique", or the physiognomy of the Hongku inheritance, or the Nine Circumvention Techniques originating from the Heavenly Court, this even has to be added to the Great Wilderness Creation Sutra granted by His Excellency, and the "Tomb Sutra" and the Nine Turns of Aqi Technique obtained by Wen Yingge.

He has a lot of skills, but the one he can call openly seems to be a fossil technique.

"There's something wrong with that!"

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he should not be mixed like this after stumbling for a few years.

He obviously learned the ability to press the bottom of the box from various sects, but he couldn't find the technique to release during normal games.

"I seem to have an ominous omen!"

The suspicious and suspicious mentality brought about by physiognomy kept tumbling in Zhang Xuezhou's heart, and even if he relied on psychology, it was difficult to completely calm his distracting thoughts.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter and he stepped into the holy land of the Evil Ross River in a half-walking and half-flying way that Zhang Xuezhou shifted his thoughts.

In the past, a leisurely picture of the wind blowing the grass and seeing the cattle and sheep is already panicked now.

"That Flying General has infiltrated our holy land!"

"The Tiger Power Demon King seems to have been killed!"

"He wasn't completely killed, the Deer Power Demon King is still saving him!"

"That Biyuan Demon Saint is dead after all!"

"If you shoot your head, you won't survive!"

"The Heron Demon King was also killed!"

"What about the Demon King Kong?"

"I heard that the chase went to kill, but ......"

In the palace area next to the center of the lake, hundreds of demon birds showed the appearance of half birds and half people, each holding swords and clubs, constantly flapping their wings and flying all over the holy land, and there were demon birds standing in some high places to pay attention to the inspection.

If it were for normal monks, they would undoubtedly have an advantage in this way.

But in the eyes of Li Guang, who is good at shooting, they are live targets when they fly.

If they don't fly up to inspect patrols and kill, they won't be able to do anything else.

Relying on the shelter of the 100,000 Great Mountains, they have always played very freely, but after the balance of attack and defense was broken, the Evil Ross River Holy Land was obviously panicked and difficult to deal with.

Not to mention this group of demons, even the Venerable is reluctant to come out at this time.

"General Fei is here!"

Perhaps it was Zhang Xuezhou and Lingyu who drilled into the holy land from the 100,000 mountains to give some demons a panic, Zhang Xuezhou only listened to a few times, and there was no trace of flying and patrolling in the air on the holy land.

"Chirp...... I'm back! ”

Lingyu, who had no brains, screamed briskly, and some of the bird demons poked their heads out of the secret place of the building, and some of the frightened bird demons couldn't help but curse a few words and then stopped stiffly.

Some demons can be beaten and killed, but some demons can't even scold.

Even if the spirit feather is just an ordinary bird demon, the flying feather behind the spirit feather belongs to the powerhouse of the holy land.

"Lingyu quickly hide, there is a god in our holy land!"

The demon shouted, and then quickly retracted his head.

"Don't be afraid, my dad went to find the leader of the Northern Legion, chirp, he will definitely be pecked to death!"

Ling Yu replied, in her heart, she was naturally a demon crane flying feather, the image was brilliant and omnipotent, no matter what General Fei or Li Guang had to kneel.

"That fly...... Is General Fei just below Ling Yu's body? ”

The light in the early hours of the morning is not bright, and some birds have poor vision when the light is dim.

Suddenly seeing Zhang Xuezhou walking on his legs under the spirit feather, some bird demons couldn't help but misidentify in shock.

This made the holy land, which was a bit of a rumor, suddenly quieted down.

"Don't be afraid, he's a black-haired cousin," Ling Yu muttered, "My dad still knows him!" ”

"Li Guang, don't deceive the demon too much, you can ambush and kill in the Holy Land of Evil Roschuan today, and I will hit your Chang'an City tomorrow!"

Angry voices came from under the lake, and the voice of the Venerable suddenly resounded throughout the Holy Land.

"Is it really around us?"

The venerable roar of anger will not come out of thin air, which makes Zhang Xuezhou feel shocked.

In the faint light of the early morning, he felt that a feather arrow crossed the sky like a meteor, and then landed in the middle of the lake, blowing up the rain.

"Welcome!"

In the faint response, Li Guang seemed to be far away, and seemed to be by his side, making it difficult to determine the direction.

It is precisely because it is difficult to determine the distance of Li Guang that it makes people feel indescribably afraid.

Obviously, in the middle and long-distance games, Li Guang is indeed the king of this field, and even the Venerable does not want to test whether the opponent is capable of sniping him.

(End of chapter)