Until dawn.

Wang Qiusheng, who felt that he had finally come to life, moved his limbs.

Under the pull of muscles and bones, there was a roar in the body, like thunder and lightning wantonly.

"Why do you feel..."

"My current body is much stronger than before?"

Wang Qiusheng was a little puzzled, raised his right hand, faced the air, and threw a mediocre punch.

The sound of an air explosion sounded instantly.

At the moment when Wang Qiusheng punched, spatial cracks appeared on both sides, tearing the air apart.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiusheng couldn't help but freeze in place, a little speechless for a while.

After a long time, he took a deep breath.

"It turns out, unconsciously, that I have become so powerful."

"But why do I feel like I've never tried?"

"People can't..."

This sentence was only halfway said, and Wang Qiusheng decisively shut up.

Judging from past experience, whenever he says this, something bad will always happen.

The accuracy rate is an astonishing 100%.

Wang Qiusheng, who has always believed that my fate is up to me, couldn't help but be a little metaphysical at this moment, and decisively chose to shut up.

"This time, I won't suffer the same losses I once suffered."

"There's never going to be anything more unlucky."

Wang Qiusheng looked at his naked body, his eyes full of helplessness.

In just a few days, he has been naked twice.

Fortunately, he already had mature experience, rushed into the air, turned into a streamer, and instantly came to the nearest city to him.

And very familiar with finding a gangster who specializes in robbing houses, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, skillfully forcing him to take off his clothes, and once again dressing himself up like a second or five boy.

"With my current strength, not everyone can easily occupy my body!"

"Wait until I learn a spell..."

"I want all the immortals in this world to kneel at my feet!"

Wang Qiusheng muttered to himself, set up a bold ambition, and just turned around and left, disappearing into this ruined city.

No one knows where he is...

Well...

Wrong...

It should be that except for Su Yang, no one knows his whereabouts anymore.

After all, in his body, Su Yang's 'locator' is still installed.

……

"It's here!"

"This is it!"

"The Arhat of the Lifting Bowl is revived here, his strength is average, and barely entering the middle stage of the Golden Immortal is already his limit!"

"But the bowl in his hand has a bit of a story!"

"In terms of the blessing of magic weapons, it can be on par with the late stage of the Golden Immortal!"

"It's a more valuable item."

"And this person is greedy, in ancient times, he liked to go to the mortal world to manifest the Buddha's miracles, and specially gathered people from a small city as his own believers!"

"He saved a lot of incense, but he knew that his talent was poor, even if he absorbed these incense, it was difficult to improve his strength, so he simply made these incense pills into incense pills, and every once in a while, he sent them to the Dharma field of several Buddhas to seek protection!"

"After a long time, I really have a lot of backers, and then in the name of backers, I continue to make profits!"

"The family is very rich!"

"If we can kill him, the harvest will not be less than that of a Buddha."

After trying to get rich by robbing his house, Fu Hu has completely changed his state of mind at this moment.

From the initial helplessness, to being forced to join, to gritting his teeth and surrendering...

Now he has completely fallen!

Not only did he take the initiative to attack, but he even took the lead in finding a fat sheep, and his eager eyes and greedy look made Zhao Gongdao quite satisfied!

In this world, there are no talents!

But it's all on your own!

If you have been immersed in a field for a long time, you will naturally be skilled!

"So..."

"It's a rare talent."

"At least, he's afraid of death."

Zhao Gongdao was thoughtful, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fu Hu was stunned: "Don't kill?" ”

He instantly became urgent.

Wouldn't it be a pity not to kill such a fat sheep!

"Our principle is to develop more downlines."

"And not just killing."

"Of course, don't worry, even if you don't kill, you won't be left empty-handed."

"You can always trust your boss."

Zhao Gongdao said earnestly, patting Fu Hu's shoulder.

I have to say that when Zhao Gongdao put on this Xingjun's official robe, the temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Especially this body was originally a teenager, and it was very handsome, and under the background of the clothes, it looked particularly dusty.

At a glance, it looks like a big guy who has a deep path.

Fu Hu nodded lightly, did not speak, but took the lead and landed in a canyon.

This canyon is very remote, and even the surrounding aura is extremely thin.

There is no such thing as a vision.

No matter how many people pass by, they will not think that there will be anything good in this poor and remote place.

Fu Hu looked high into the sky and gestured with his eyes.

Su Yang, Jia Ming understands in seconds.

The two of them instantly reined in their breath and hid.

As for Zhao Gongdao...

Originally, he was seriously injured, and this kind of work was not suitable for him.

"Lingshan has an order!"

"Can you raise a bowl Arhat?"

Fu Hu's body emitted a faint Buddha light, suppressing his own aura around the peak of the Golden Immortal, and opened his mouth lightly.

His voice kept drifting away.

But the surroundings were still unusually quiet, and nothing happened.

Fu Hu frowned slightly, his eyes showed a hint of anger, and he snorted coldly: "Do you want to disobey the Buddha's order?" ”

A breeze blows.

Everything seems to be Fu Hu talking to himself.

For a moment, even Fu Hu had an illusion in his heart, could it be that he was in the wrong place?

Or the Arhat changed his hiding place.

"Humph!"

"You brought it on yourself."

"I blame the Buddha for going back, don't blame me for not coming to you!"

Fu Hu snorted coldly, turned around and left.

As his voice fell, the wall on the left side of the canyon finally rippled, and a ray of Buddha light flashed.

Immediately afterward, an apologetic voice came from inside the wall: "Fuhu Arhat Mo Wei, I have only been recovering for a short time, and I have just adjusted my breath in retreat, and I have not been able to respond immediately. ”

Fu Hu's expression softened slightly, but still with a hint of anger, he stood in place, motionless: "Do you want me to go in and invite you in person?" ”

"The little monk doesn't dare."

"Please wait a moment, Venerable Fuhu."

The owner of the voice was a little frightened, and after the voice fell, silence returned again.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The arhat did not appear for a long time, Fu Hu's brows were deep, his eyes were full of impatience, he raised his head and looked at the void, as if he had given up the idea of fishing, and wanted Su Yang and Jia Ming to shoot directly and catch the person.