Volume 1 Chapter 270 Shocking Change
Under a loud slap fan, Nie Qingrou looked coldly at Zhou Xinyuan, who was lying on the ground and twitching.
The heaviest power of the Shenxiao Thunder Method is that after the thunder enters the body, it will wantonly destroy the qi sea meridians in the body, if you can't disperse the thunder in the first time, there will be endless troubles. Zhou Xinyuan was raging with thunder in his body at this time, and his meridians were paralyzed, making it difficult to move.
is a rich son, and he has been clothed and fed since he was a child. The hundred-year-old Jin Dan still relied on the embroidery realm of the three generations of heavenly materials and earth treasures accumulated by the Zhou family's financial resources, and he was hit hard, and his will collapsed, and he couldn't even stand up in pain.
"Okay, it's over here, I hope you can do it yourself in the future. Bullying is rampant all day long, and there is a newspaper waiting for you after all. ”
Zhuo Yuming waved his hand to remove the thunder net ban as he spoke, turned around and walked out the door.
After the thunder dissipated, the retainers of the Zhou family also hurriedly rushed up to check Zhou Xinyuan's injuries.
"Wait, who are you, you hurt my son-in-law, and you want to leave. ”
Just as Zhuo Yuming and the others walked to the gate of the Zhou Mansion, a retainer of the Zhou family behind him shouted. It's just that there are few people in the crowd behind him who have the same hatred, but they all look frightened, for fear that this stunned young man will provoke the evil stars just now to turn back, and even they will suffer miserably.
"Cloud City, Nie Qingrou. ”
Zhuo Yuming didn't bother to pay attention to it, but just walked straight out, but Nie Qingrou threw out a sentence coldly without looking back.
Regarding Nie Qingrou's statement in this Cloud City, Zhuo Yuming also smiled slightly. It seems that this girl has completely taken on the role, and she has a strong sense of belonging to the sect.
After leaving Zhou's house, Zhuo Yuming took a few people to continue northward except for Parkway City.
This trip with his disciples was also his whim. Qi Lianshan mentioned it more than once when he was in Yunshang City, but Qi Lianshan was the head of the sect, and Yunshang City was the top sect in Fuyao Prefecture, and there were many affairs, and it was always difficult to get out.
Several times, the brothers and sisters were ready to go, but Qi Lianshan suddenly changed his hexagram temporarily and couldn't get out.
This matter can also be regarded as Zhuo Yuming's small regrets, and in the future, the sect may end up in the same fate, so it is better to take these disciples around with them when they are idle over the years.
Years later, it was also a comforting memory.
Three hundred miles north of Parkway City, there is a pear grove, hundreds of pear trees stand tall and tall, and the branches and leaves are shady.
Pile up some dead branches and leaves, and use magic to light a bonfire. Nie Qingrou took care of the fire, and Zeng Yue and Han Qing squatted by a stream in the distance to wash the few wild pheasants they had just caught in their hands. The two brothers of the Nie family, who were accustomed to opening their mouths from small brocade clothes and jade food, didn't know anything about these mountain cooking, and they had the heart to help but they didn't know where to start, so they just squatted behind the two senior brothers and watched.
Zhuo Yuming sat in the open space with his hands on his chest, watching several disciples busy with their work, and smiled slightly.
Zeng Yue, who has been drilling in the mountains and forests with his father since he was a child, still has the idea of making some game and letting a few brothers try it. People who have never had a picnic experience in the mountains are naturally full of promises.
On the way to travel, he did whatever he wanted, and Zhuo Yuming naturally would not stop the sudden interest of his disciples. Although he also has a little experience in cooking, he is happy to sit back and enjoy the success of the current disciples who can be called.
After plucking and disemboweling the five pheasants, Zeng Yue and several people walked back with the pheasants washed in the stream.
The pheasants were skewered with a few branches and roasted on the fire.
"It's over, I forgot that I didn't bring salt and other seasonings on my body, so it will be tasteless and tasteless, and it will definitely not taste good." ”
Suddenly remembering that when he went out, except for a few changes of clothes, Zeng Yue, who was empty-handed, suddenly slapped his head and said regretfully. After that, they also glanced around at a few of their fellow doors, but the three members of the Nie family, who had never even entered the kitchen, naturally couldn't carry spices and the like with them.
"I have it, use it. If there is anything missing, let Qingrou fly to the nearby village to find the residents to buy some. ”
took out a small cloth bag from the jade pen and threw it to Zeng Yue, Zhuo Yuming said with a smile.
After all, there is no hair, and the young man doesn't know what to bring when he goes out, and in the end, he still has to rely on himself as a master.
Zeng Yue took the cloth bag and opened it, and said with a smile: "Master, you are still missing two flavors." Forget it, I'll go by myself, Senior Sister Nie probably won't necessarily recognize it. I remember there was a village in the south, so I went to find someone to pick it up. Just wait a little longer. ”
After that, Zeng Yue, who was already in the Jindan realm, rose from the ground and flew south. "The kid really has a lot of skills, I want to see how skilled he is, and he asks for so much. ”
Seeing Zeng Yue being so nitpicky, Zhuo Yuming said with a smile. Stand up, go to the fire and sit down, pick up a pheasant, and roast it on the fire. Obviously, it is the meaning of having a long time with the disciple, even if the ingredients are limited, but the real taste is still in the heat.
Zhuo Yuming leisurely leaned on the wild pheasant, chatting casually with a few disciples. Unconsciously, after half an hour, the wild pheasant had also reached the fire, emitting a pungent aroma.
Zhuo Yuming, who was about to let a few people share the food and taste the taste, suddenly turned pale, threw the wild pheasant to Han Qing, and said, "Don't move around here, I'll come when I go." ”
With that, Zhuo Yuming stood up and turned into a streamer of light and swept towards the south.
Previously, Zhuo Yuming didn't worry too much about the fact that he hadn't returned for a long time, after all, with his cultivation in the Jindan Realm, what danger could he encounter in this mountain wilderness. I was just curious about why Zeng Yue had delayed for so long, so he spread out his divine sense and planned to sense the movement in the south.
But just as his divine sense was extended, he felt Zeng Yue's already somewhat faint aura, accompanied by an extremely strange evil aura.
Zhuo Yuming, who was concerned about the safety of his disciples, directly cast a thunderbolt, and in a roar, the bright thunder light pierced the clear sky in an instant.
After settling down, the scene in front of him shocked Zhuo Yuming's heart.
In the entire village, there was no breath of a living person, and at this time, Zeng Yue was lying on the ground like a beast, his five fingers tightly clasped in the soil, the corners of his mouth drooling, and his face was hideous. A pitch-black phantom was attached to Zeng Yue's body, as if a remnant of the soul was taking him away.
Zeng Yue and the black shadow were obviously in some kind of tug-of-war, and their faces were extremely painful. When he saw Zhuo Yuming, his already blood-red eyes instantly regained a fleeting clarity, and then they were filled with a bloodthirsty and violent aura.
Zhuo Yuming didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and under the careful investigation of his divine sense, he found that Zeng Yue's sea of consciousness did not show signs of being invaded by the divine soul.
After thinking for a moment, Zhuo Yuming walked up to Zeng Yue, sacrificed the Haotian Mirror, and first suppressed Zeng Yue and the black shadow that had entered the tarsal bone with the primordial divine light.
Stretched out a palm and pressed it on Zeng Yue's back, and in an instant, the thunder shone brightly, dazzling.