Chapter 6: Trouble
That person was the murderer who killed the original body with his own hands, snatched his cultivation bait, and ordered his subordinates to throw the corpse into the wilderness.
Before coming here, Lu Tu also thought that he would meet each other.
It's just that now that he sees it, he has some emotion.
If it weren't for that person killing the original body and throwing it into the wilderness, he wouldn't have met the opportunity of the innate Dao bone.
But in any case, this man will die.
In addition to the previous promise of revenge on the remnant soul of the original body, the cause and effect are settled.
His current identity is not allowed to let go of the other party.
From memory, it is clear that it is forbidden for disciples to fight each other in the gym.
Not to mention the ruthless killing.
Even if he doesn't care about this matter, the other party will definitely consider whether he will report the matter to the museum owner, and he will definitely not give up.
The malice in the man's eyes just now, he was aware of it clearly.
If you can make the first shot, you can make a second shot.
Moreover, in order to survive the forty-nine days in peace, he will also find ways to eliminate all potential dangers.
The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.
Thinking of this, Lu Tu's eyes flashed slightly, and the golden light in his eyes skimmed.
A familiar curtain of light instantly appeared above the man's head.
γDuan Zhengxin--γ
[Essence: Terran. γ
[Realm: Qi and blood double change. γ
[Talent: None.] γ
[Technique: Seven Heavens Fist. γ
[Life level: There is a lack of spirit. γ
[Sentence of the proposition: Bingfeng Chongxin Ju Youzi, staining flowers and grass. γ
"Duality of blood and qi." Glancing at the man's cultivation realm, Lu Tu withdrew his gaze, and when he turned around, his eyes were full of murderous intent.
He had made up his mind.
Finding a time to secretly beat this person to death can be regarded as a thorough understanding of cause and effect.
Meanwhile.
Not far away, in the martial arts training ground.
Duan Zhengxin, who was dressed in a gray and white suit, practiced basic boxing techniques steadily.
Its movements are smooth, strong and powerful, suddenly light as flying, and suddenly heavy as thunder.
But if you look at it, you can find that it is absent-minded.
"Damn, how could he still be alive!" Duan Zhengxin's face was gloomy, and there was even more panic in his eyes.
Last night, he obviously killed him with his own hands, and even pierced his five organs with a sharp blade, just in case.
But why did the other party appear here as if he was nothing?
And Qiang San and Zhu Tonghe have not looked for him so far.
Could it be that something happened in the middle?
The more Duan Zhengxin thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out.
What made him even more frightened was that he was afraid that Lu Tu would report the matter to the gym.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the gray-shirted old man who was lying on the wooden chair behind him, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.
You must know that if you intend to kill the disciples in the gym, once you are discovered by Master Mo, even if he is an official disciple, he will definitely be abolished and expelled from the gym.
Distraught, Duan Zhengxin looked up and looked again, not far away he was looking around at Lu Tu.
In particular, he looked at his chest and abdomen, which was stained with blood stains and faintly exposed abdominal muscles.
Just as I was about to withdraw my gaze.
"Something is wrong!"
Suddenly, his eyes froze, as if he had thought of something, and he stopped his fist moves.
"I remember stabbing him three or four times in the chest with a dagger with my own hands last night, and the knife saw blood, and even the five organs were visible, but why is there no wound in his chest and abdomen now?"
He had never heard of a panacea that could heal such a serious injury overnight.
Even if there is, it is not something that ordinary people like Lu Tu can have.
Could it be?
Duan Zhengxin's pupils shrank, and a terrifying guess rose in his heart.
Could it be that the other party is not a human being, but is being taken away by a strange person?
Otherwise, how to explain the rapid healing of wounds.
There have been cases in the city where the corpse was occupied by a strange person, and the physical body was restored to its original state and resurrected again.
This is not very similar to Lu Tu's current state.
Recalling this, Duan Zheng became more and more convinced of his guess in confidence.
Standing still, with a slight groan, he walked straight to the land.
Weird and human body qi and blood restrain each other.
As long as you check whether there is any qi and blood in your body under the land, the results will be clear.
And right now, Master Mo is here, with his cultivation of the realm of cultivation, if Lu Tu is really weird, then it just saves him to do it himself.
"Senior Brother Lu, I heard that you made a successful breakthrough a few days ago, and I should be congratulated as a senior brother.
But I can't help but be really shy in my pocket, so it's better to teach you a few times today, and it will be a congratulatory gift. Duan Zhengxin smiled gently.
Anyway, he didn't wait for Lu Tu to respond.
The abrupt right fist poked out, and hit Lu Tu's chest from the front in a decent manner.
Seeing this, Lu Tu instinctively turned his feet and dodged the punch sideways.
Although he has never practiced Qixiao Fist.
But before the original body, he practiced hard every day, and his boxing moves had already been integrated into his bone instinct.
His eyes flashed, his feet stepped on a series of steps, and he quickly bullied himself and punched towards Meng Quan.
Duan Zhengxin single-handed, opened his fist, and quickly fought back.
It's still a straight punch sticking out.
Both of them used the moves in the Shiqixiao Fist.
So they all know each other's heels, moves.
Seeing this, a few men around also gathered around to see the excitement.
For them, the daily boring polishing of qi and blood, it is rare to have fun to watch, and it can be regarded as a kind of relaxation.
Boom!!
The two of them collided with their fists, a dull voice sounded, Duan Zhengxin's body stood still, but Lu Tu was pretending to be invincible, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
The two of them parted as soon as they touched it, and Lu Tu's expression remained unchanged, like his fists poured with iron juice hanging down, and he did not attack again.
On the other side, looking at Lu Tu's pitch-black fist, Duan Zhengxin had a look of disappointment in his eyes.
The fist is like black iron, and the qi and blood are normal and far away, which proves that the other party is not weird, but a living person.
Since it is certain that the other party is not weird, it seems that there is a panacea to repair the injury.
He looked at Lu Tu deeply, didn't say a word, turned around and left directly.
At the same time, I secretly decided in my heart to find an opportunity to kill him in the next few days to prevent future troubles.
Standing in place, looking at Duan Zhengxin's back, Lu Tu's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm.
He saw that the other party should have guessed something.
But only one of them has a missing spirit, and he also wants to find out his true identity.
However, fortunately, he is also gifted with soul-snatching talents, and his qi, blood and spiritual power do not interfere with each other, and they can be used at the same time.
Otherwise, it will inevitably be explained.
When the thought fell, he no longer thought about it, but turned around and walked to the side, ready to practice Qixiao Fist according to the memory of the original body.
Improving the cultivation of this body right now is the right thing to do.
Terrans are not the same as weird.
Weird early stage improvement and cultivation can only rely on the aura of heaven and earth, but the human race can rely on long-term exercise to polish qi and blood, so as to improve the realm.
At the same time, the surrounding crowd is also a little dazed, and this is the end?
Everyone changed their eyes and dispersed.
Time passes slowly.
The twilight is dreary, and it is a twilight scene.
"It's too slow." In the clearing, Lu Tu, whose clothes were soaked with sweat, stood with his fists and let out a long breath of turbidity.
He could sense that the qi and blood of this body had increased a little after a day of exercise.
But if you want to improve again, you have to count it on an annual basis.
"Come and get the medicinal food, one for each person!"
At this moment, suddenly an old woman came over at the side gate of the compound, carrying a large disc.
Hearing this, everyone in the martial arts training ground surrounded one after another.
Lu Tu glanced at the old woman and walked over.
In my memory, during the period when the disciples of the gym were polishing their qi and blood, the hall would send out medicinal food once a day, which could increase qi and blood slightly.
After waiting for a moment, he received a bowl of herb-flavored soup.
After a bowl of belly, Lu Tu only felt that his abdomen was warm, as if there was a stream of heat massaging his whole body.
The originally silent qi and blood in the body have grown even more.
He sighed lightly, this medicinal diet is indeed good, and it really has some miraculous effects.
It's a pity that only one is distributed every day.
Otherwise, you can use medicinal food to improve your cultivation.
"At the moment, unless you can get a lot of medicinal food, you still have to rely on evolution." Lu Tu sighed, feeling a little helpless in his heart.