Chapter 12 The banks of the Thousand Wild Goose River are picturesque
When Nie Wushuang heard the news, he was very calm, and even a little too quiet, Zhao Longxiang, who was already one meter nine and as strong as an earth demon bear, and Zhao Heibao, who was as thin as a bamboo pole next to him, naturally noticed Nie Wushuang's abnormality, and asked softly what was wrong.
Nie Wushuang replied that there was nothing wrong, he was just in a daze.
The two brothers are not uninteresting people, and naturally knowing the Tao is definitely not so simple, but since Nie Wushuang doesn't want to say it, he naturally won't ask it, this is a tacit understanding cultivated between the brothers for five years.
He just misses the original world for a little bit, it's been five years since he came to this world, five years, things are not people, are you okay with the demon moon, and this magical world I Nie Wushuang is finally going out of the mountain to scourge the little cabbage, ha, ha, I have finally grown up.
Nie Wushuang thought wildly, and then his expression was correct:
"Little snake, you are not suitable for the Qingyun Sword Sect, what you should pursue is the limit of the physical body, suitable for the kind of sect that specializes in the development of the physical body, so that you are worthy of a divine power; ”
Nie Wushuang didn't ask the two of them what they meant, because in the past five years, they have also realized what they are good at, and it was even more illustrated after Nie Wushuang gave them the boxing technique to lay the foundation, they never doubted what Nie Wushuang said, both of them nodded, without the slightest extra words, obviously in the past five years, they have grown a lot.
Nie Wushuang returned to the small room where he had lived for five years, and saw that the mysterious giant egg was no longer gray and white, but covered with mysterious divine patterns, and Nie Wushuang's knowledge in the Primordial Demon Palace could not see the slightest clue.
The Divine Pattern was still fifty percent short of being able to cover the entire eggshell, and Nie Wushuang guessed that it would hatch when the entire Mysterious Giant Egg was covered with the Divine Pattern.
Now Nie Wushuang didn't care about it, he dug a big pit in his room and buried the giant egg, anyway, this ghost thing is very evil, even if the current Nie Wushuang has a lot less resentment towards it, but he doesn't have a good feeling.
The divine pattern on it was watered by the blood obtained by Nie Wushuang from hunting all kinds of low-level fierce beasts in the past five years, it stands to reason that absorbing so much blood containing huge energy is that even a pig has to open its mouth, but it is the eight winds that do not move, and it is as stable as a mountain.
Ten days later, the scenery on both sides of the strait is beautiful, and the river water is like a dragon and snake tumbling at the wharf of the moon town of Qianyan River.
Sister, this world is really not easy to mix, and there are dangers everywhere!
Dressed in a black robe, he is already one meter eight, with a well-proportioned figure, and his face is full of flowers, and the black bubble is full of holes, only the black iron big knife in his hand is also full of gaps, his lips are a little thin, he should be a graceful and proud young man, but now he is in trouble like a beggar, but now he is following in a team of only five people.
"Miss Huanling, this guy has to follow him, and you don't care. ”
One of the five people looked talented, and the handsome young man with a long sword hanging from his waist sneered casually. Obviously, he is very familiar with the princess-like beautiful girl named 'Huanling', and Nie Wushuang, who has only known Li Huanling, can be compared.
"Young Master Xiao Jian, it's just the same boat with us anyway, so it's not a big deal. ”
The beautiful girl wearing a white leather armor and no other decorations said softly, although she didn't add any tone or anything, which also made Xiao Jiangongzi stop talking.
There is also a little maid, an old man's entourage, the team is simple, but Nie Wushuang feels that it is not simple, first of all, the old man can't see through it at all, and Xiao Jian is also a strong man at the bone refining level, it is obvious that this Li Huanling's identity is definitely not simple.
"It's not with you, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, and the gods and horses are in a hurry. Nie Wushuang is not a good guy to be bullied, he said to himself.
"You stinky beggar, turtle thing, dare to say this to me, look for death. Xiao Jian couldn't be stimulated.
Before Li Huanling could stop these two bastards, he heard a scream, Xiao Jian was ready to kill Nie Wushuang in seconds at a speed of thirty meters per second, but he didn't want to be kicked in the chest by a lightning-fast kick before he could make a move, and flew upside down for a full twenty meters, fortunately Nie Wushuang used skill, otherwise it would not be as simple as screaming and vomiting blood.
"Hmph, I really think I'm a great son, I dare to jump out if I don't have any skills and I'm not afraid of egg pain, get out. ”
Don't look at Nie Wushuang's black robe now, and there is a lot of dust on his face, but he is cold, and he has a charm.
Li Huanling was very calm at this time, not caring about Xiao Jian's miserable appearance at all, just ordering Xiaoyue to get on the boat, of course, the thin old man with his hands in his sleeves was even more indifferent.
Nie Wushuang didn't mean to continue to abuse Xiao Jian, but just silently followed Li Huanling three meters behind him, silent, very quiet, not like the arrogant and domineering appearance just now.
Li Huanling's eyes flashed thoughtfully, and he didn't greet Nie Wushuang into their room, Nie Wushuang was just going to get on a boat with them, because he accidentally spent all the money he 'earned'.
"Young master, do you want to take that little beggar..." At this time, the hidden guard appeared next to the miserable Xiao Jian and made a movement to wipe his neck.
"Of course, but don't kill him, I'm going to concoct him myself!" Xiao Jian, who was extremely resentful in his eyes, commanded, he didn't blame the guards for arriving late, but gave all his resentment to Nie Wushuang, wiped the blood in his mouth, Xiao Jian walked towards the fireworks in the Falling Moon Town with a gloomy expression, how could he get out of this evil breath in his heart if he didn't release himself.
It was almost six o'clock in the evening, and after Nie Wushuang had eaten a large three-pound grass carp that he had barbecued, he practiced the Vajra Fist ten times on the deck of the big ship, followed by the snake bone cultivation technique, and several other tricky and ruthless fist and foot kung fu, which were all instinctive reactions that he had practiced every day for the past five years.
Punching like a tiger, sending and receiving freely, tossing and turning, such as antelope hanging horns, and even the wind caused by Gangfeng is enough to affect the surrounding environment, this is only the strength of the body, without the use of primordial true qi.
The thin old man who appeared in the shadow of the splint like a ghost muttered to himself, It's a bit interesting, it's not a wild road.
Nie Wushuang didn't notice at all that someone had seen the whole process of his practice, but even if he knew the Tao, he wouldn't care, in the past five years, he had long been used to not sweating in front of his small house.
Under the two sunsets, on the splint of a large boat with a length of 30 zhang, the young man who sweats like rain and the thousands of geese that are soaring above the Qianyan River in motion and stillness constitute a picturesque artistic conception of the country.