"This..."Wu Qingtao lowered his head and pondered for a while before he spoke: "I can't hide it, uncle, when I was playing against six bandits, they cooperated perfectly! Six people, from different angles..."

Wu Qingtao said carefully to Yang Yi, even if Wu Qingtao didn't say this kind of thing, with Yang Yi's means, it could still be easily investigated.

After Wu Qingtao finished speaking, Yang Yi sat on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, Yang Yi looked at Wu Qingtao and said slowly: "Xiaolong, don't tell anyone about tonight, is it okay?"

Wu Qingtao puffed up his chest and swore solemnly: "Don't worry, uncle, I promise that I will not mention a word to the public." ”

"Well, it's late at night, you should go back and rest early. Don't be restrained at your uncle's house, if you have any difficulties, remember to find your uncle in time. Yang Yi kindly instructed.

"Uh-huh, thank you, uncle, Xiaolong went back first, uncle, you should rest early. Wu Qingtao got up and said, and then left the study.

After Wu Qingtao walked away, from behind the bookshelf in the study, a fierce warrior came out, with a fierce face, deep eyes, steady steps, and steady breathing, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have found the warrior at all. And if you look closely at the figure of the warrior, it is as steady as a rock, except for the slight rise and fall of the chest, the rest of the place does not move at all.

Unlike ordinary people, standing there, no matter how subconsciously you control it, your body will always shake slightly with your breathing. But the warrior could hardly even see the heaving of his chest as he breathed.

Obviously, that martial artist has reached the level of a grandmaster, and he can control his body in detail, and even Wu Qingtao's control of his body may not be comparable to that martial artist.

"Tiezi, what do you think of that young man named Bruce Lee. Yang Yi seemed to know the existence of that person, or rather, the warrior was hiding there and secretly observing Wu Qingtao, which was ordered by Yang Yi!

"The cultivation is not high, but the strength is very strong! In a few years, you may be able to catch up with me. The warrior known as the Iron Son spoke.

"Oh?" Yang Yi's eyes lit up and he asked, "How can you see it?"

"This kid has only been refining qi for thirty weeks, and in the early stage of refining his body, he is a little stronger than the martial arts master. Even if he is a martial arts master, if he is attacked by six people, it will take a lot of effort to break through. Moreover, the time from the time the locust crossbow was taken out to the time it was launched, but that kid actually made the most correct decision at the moment and escaped this catastrophe. The Flying Locust Crossbow fired thirty-six arrows in a row, with such a wide range that at that distance, ordinary martial arts masters would be hit. That kid..."

Tiezi pondered for a while and continued: "It can only be said that that kid has extremely keen senses, has an extremely keen sense of danger, and subconsciously makes the most correct decision, this kind of talent is too strong. This kid is definitely a genius, it only takes twenty years to grow into a martial arts master, and it is not impossible to reach the realm of a martial arts ancestor in a hundred years. ”

Tiezi has experienced the tempering of life and death, and knows that normal people will subconsciously avoid danger when they are in danger. Therefore, Wu Qingtao's performance of picking up the corpse from the ground to block the arrow was really unexpected by Tiezi. If it weren't for that kid's experience, then there was only one possibility, that kid was definitely a genius!

"Alright, I see, Tiezi, you go back and rest. Yang Yi sat on the chair, knocked a finger on the desk, his face was solemn, and his brows were furrowed.

Yang Yi is not a cultivator, but he has more or less practiced martial arts, and he knows that normal people will basically choose to dodge when facing arrows, but Wu Qingtao has chosen...

"Bruce Lee...I hope you, don't do anything that makes me angry, otherwise..."Yang Yi's eyes were fierce, and he said in a deep voice.

Wu Qingtao is going back to the room to rest at the moment, with Wu Qingtao's meticulous perception, in a room, let alone a big living person, even if it is a fly, Wu Qingtao can tell that it is male and female.

From the moment he entered the door, Wu Qingtao sensed the existence of that martial artist. Sure enough, with Yang Yi's cautious character, it is impossible not to guard against Wu Qingtao, but why did he help Wu Qingtao round his identity, Wu Qingtao couldn't figure it out. Anyway, as long as he can't deal with Yang Yi, with the friendship between Wu Qingtao and Yang Chang, Yang Yi can't deal with him for no reason.

A person who is not even a cultivator is not worthy of Wu Qingtao's attention.

But there was another person, which made Wu Qingtao feel a headache. That is Xiaolian, an innocent little girl who is in love for the first time, Wu Qingtao really doesn't want to hurt such a simple little girl who is only thirteen or fourteen years old. And Wu Qingtao doesn't know if this counts as a pedophile. But I definitely don't blame my uncle!

There is no way, if you want to lurk in the Nine Swords Sect, Wu Qingtao is really not good at refusing Xiaolian. Maybe after a few days, Xiaolian's enthusiasm will dissipate, and it will be almost over. After all, little girl, Wu Qingtao can't make sense of this kind of thing.

Back in the room, after Wu Qingtao washed up, he sat on the bed and concentrated on cultivation. However, Wu Qingtao only comprehended the Burning Sutra in his mind, and did not dare to cultivate aura. Without Su Xian's help, Wu Qingtao really couldn't suppress his cultivation in thirty weeks.

But now, Wu Qingtao plans to make a breakthrough and show himself as a genius, so that he will attract more attention from Yang Lanzhi, so as to better get a place in the Nine Swords Sect, and only then will he have the opportunity to investigate the whereabouts of the Cloudless Atlas.

Moreover, the Holy Blood Sect has already begun to act, so Wu Qingtao must speed up his pace, even if he attracts the attention of some people and suppresses it, he must climb to a certain height in the shortest possible time.

Anyway, when the time comes, I will take the things and leave, no one can think of it.

In this way, Wu Qingtao comprehended the Burning Sutra overnight, and when the day was about to dawn, he pretended to break through and reach thirty-one days, and then got up again to practice his sword in the early morning glow. After all, this night, Wu Qingtao knew that there were people lurking in the dark around him, and he had been observing himself.

Therefore, Wu Qingtao still has to show a serious and hard-working appearance, and do enough tricks.

But to be honest, Wu Qingtao has been working hard since he cultivated, otherwise he would not have achieved such cultivation in more than a year.

After practicing the sword, the sun had completely risen, and there happened to be a maid at this time, who came over to invite Wu Qingtao over for breakfast.

After the family finished eating, Wu Qingtao remembered that he wanted to visit Drunken Immortal City with Xiaolian, so he went out and happened to meet Xiaolian.

"Brother Long, morning!" Xiaolian blushed, her hair was still stained with dew, and she was holding a burden in her arms. As soon as I came to the gate of Yang's house, I happened to meet Wu Qingtao, who was about to go out.