Chapter 143 The local specialties of Wuwu Mountain
While hesitating.
Po Liuhan looked at Xia Ming in front of him again.
If possible, Po Liuhan would like to search for Xia Ming's soul.
As long as he can search for souls, he can determine the authenticity of Zhao Jiu.
But unfortunately.
Po Liuhan really didn’t dare to gamble.
If Xia Ming was really one of his own, it would be like trying to fetch water from a bamboo basket, in vain.
Not only did the soul search yield no results, but he would also lose a younger brother if he broke the Six Koreas.
It’s better to keep it than to kill it.
Stay and observe.
then.
In Xia Ming's shocked eyes, Po Liuhan hugged him into his arms.
"Brother! Brother! Actually...you are my long-lost brother."
Hearing this, Xia Ming's whole body went numb.
Horsey.
what's the situation? Nima, I have become a younger brother since I came out of Wuzhishan?
The monkey has a cheap master, and I have a crazy brother? When Xia Ming was shocked, Po Liuhan continued.
"Brother, you were born late and you don't know me. I don't blame you. You will know when I take you back to see the Immortal Master."
"By the way, brother..."
Xia Ming said helplessly after reluctantly pushing away the enthusiastic Po Liuhan.
"Brother, just call me Xia Ming."
After gently patting Xia Ming's shoulder, Po Liuhan said slowly.
"Okay, Xia Ming, what is your disease? Your brother and I have a problem with the ears, your sister has a problem with the nose, do you have a problem with the eyes? Can you see anything different?"
Xia Ming suddenly trembled when he heard the word "eyes".
Xia Ming's reaction naturally couldn't conceal Po Liuhan's perception.
Here.
We are [-]% sure of breaking Liuhan.
……
Suddenly a brother appeared, and he was the long-lost brother.
Can you believe this nonsense?Is there such a coincidence in the world? In view of the fact that this brother is not only powerful, but also has a bad mind.
Xia Ming said.
This is my brother.
Horsey.
Fudge, continue to fudge.
The fake stuff also turned out to be real for him.
Such a powerful brother, don't give it up for free.
After chatting for a while, Xia Ming also took the opportunity to talk about Po Liuhan.
There are many things that Xia Ming still can't figure out.
For example.
He was obviously suppressed so deeply, how did he find Po Liuhan?
then.
Xia Ming knew the ruthless truth.
In order to protect himself, He Niansheng sold his apprentice.
Sold without hesitation.
The misfortune flowed eastward and landed on Xia Ming's head.
Xia Ming just wanted to say this.
Master, Master.
I, Xia Ming, am not your baby? You abandoned me just like that? Nonsence!
Then, Xia Ming grabbed Po Liuhan's sleeve.
"Brother! Help me kill He Niansheng!"
After taking a deep look at Xia Ming, Po Liuhan agreed to his request.
So ever.
Xia Ming and Po Liuhan stayed at the Qingcang Ancient Sect for several days.
They all felt that He Niansheng would definitely return to the Qingcang Ancient Sect.
It's a pity, let alone seeing He Niansheng.
I just didn't even notice his breath.
He Niansheng seemed to have escaped.
……
"Xia Ming, your cheap master got the blessing of this place. If he wants to hide, we can't find him. Unless you can lift the entire Wuwu Mountain, there is nothing you can do to him. Brother, I still have something to do... …Do you take a look?”
Xia Ming said after bowing respectfully to Po Liuhan.
"Brother, if you go ahead and do your work, I won't believe it if I continue to guard him here. I can't wait for him!"
He patted Xia Ming's shoulder gently and Po Liuhan said calmly.
"Xia Ming, you have to come with me. After all, you know the prince Zhao Jiu."
As soon as Po Liuhan said these words, Xia Ming was stunned.
Where to go?Kill Zhao Jiu? Are you going to fight his little sun with a Nanfu battery? When Zhao Jiu saw him, he went crazy with joy! This plot is simply about an old lady getting under the covers and making me laugh.
How could Xia Ming be willing?
Looking at Xia Ming, who was shaking his head like a rattle, Po Liuhan had a smile on his face.
"Xia Ming, if you don't want to go, that's fine..."
"I have no choice but to kill you, brother. Don't worry, I will bury you in the ancestral land."
"In a few years, you will be able to live again. By then, you will still be called Xia Ming."
"Does this look good to you?"
Xia Ming's face turned green when he heard Po Liuhan's words.
Listen!
Is this horse riding also a human language?
Ever since, in Po Liuhan's inquiring Ming nodded firmly.
Although he agreed on the surface, Xia Ming had other plans in mind.
Although his aura is still at the level of foundation building, his physique has long been comparable to that of a pill-forming monk.
Now that he has acquired the heretic demon body, as long as he uses Taiton Avenue to eat and eat, it will be a matter of time to get rid of this madman.
Besides, how could Zhao Jiu be so easy to deal with?
He is now the ninth prince of Xianzhou! Before leaving, Xia Ming just remembered the most important thing.
--money for the journey.
Then he rushed non-stop to the sect's treasury of the Qingcang Ancient Sect.
It's a pity that all the good things in the sect's treasury are gone.
I don’t know whether it was because he was poor to begin with, or because He Niansheng emptied everything inside.
There was no good stuff in the sect's warehouse, so Xia Ming ran to the library again.
This place was directly burned to the ground.
In desperation, Xia Ming could only help these Qingcang monks collect the bodies and bury them properly.
While collecting the body, he collected some rewards.
Xia Ming returned to his old profession.
While searching the acupoints, the spiritual roots are decomposed.
Looking at Xia Ming who was collecting the body seriously, Po Liuhan slowly shook his head.
"Xia Ming, you are a demon cultivator, you don't have to be like this."
Raising his head and looking seriously at Po Liuhan in front of him, Xia Ming seemed to have a ball of light in his eyes.
"Brother, I...actually am a cultivator."
Looking at Xia Ming like this, Po Liuhan sighed slowly.
Demon cultivator.
He is full of passion and insists on his own way, and he is hopeless.
……
Add up.
The accumulated flow forms a river.
In the end, Xia Ming actually formed his Bluetooth Sword Formation again.
There are thousands of first- and second-grade spiritual swords, and countless iron swords.
The Qingcang Ancient Sect was already in decline.
In addition, the high-level monks were all eaten by Po Liuhan.
Once they failed, those high-level monks would destroy everything with just one thought, so naturally there would be nothing good left.
But even so, Xia Ming still had an unexpected surprise.
Xia Ming found a set of flying swords in the acupoint of a monk who was in the early stages of forming pills.
There are twelve pieces in total, simple and elegant, with natural Tao Yun.
What surprised Xia Ming even more was that the raw material of these twelve flying swords turned out to be water-fire bronze.
Water-fire bronze is an extremely rare companion creature of spiritual minerals.
It is naturally close to the spiritual energy of water and fire. With the blessing of the spiritual energy of the two systems, its power is doubled.
There is a complete set of flying swords, each of which is at the peak of the third grade, which is quite rare.
If given the chance, he might even be able to reach the fourth level and become a spiritual weapon in the Nascent Soul Realm.
After burying all the monks.
Xia Ming looked back at the dead Qingcang Ancient Sect.
With a long sigh, Xia Ming's eyes were filled with complex expressions.
at the same time.
Qingcang Ancient Sect, in front of the collapsed sect's main hall.
A young man with loose white hair was looking intently at Xia Ming's retreating back.
Sitting on the white jade steps in front of the palace, He Niansheng looked at the flowing clouds in the distance indifferently.
He Niansheng knew that there was him and Xia Ming.
The world in the future will be extremely exciting.
call--
He let out a long breath of foul air.
The corners of He Niansheng's mouth raised a sharp arc.
"Xia Ming'er, please become stronger quickly."
"Disciple, please don't let me down."
"I don't want to be too boring when I kill you."
"Also, don't let your boy die in the hands of others."
"As a teacher, I can't bear to let others kill you."
……
He Niansheng is confident, and so is Xia Ming.
Along the way, he was basically eating.
Perhaps it was because his body was stronger, but now Xia Ming had no use eating ordinary beasts.
He had to eat desolate beasts, but fortunately he was still following Po Liuhan. When he called out his brother, Po Liuhan directly caught a cold-blooded dragon for him.
While chewing on the cold-blooded dragon, Xia Ming suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with having such a brother.
Walking on the mountain road, the two began to discuss countermeasures.
If you want to deal with Zhao Jiu, going there rashly like this will simply lead to death.
After thinking again and again, Xia Ming swallowed the dragon meat in his hand. Before he could speak, he heard a loud shout in the air.
"I opened this road! I planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, leave the money to buy the road!"
Before they finished speaking, a big man smashed directly in front of the two of them.
Looking at the two soft persimmons in front of him, the big man was very happy. After guarding for several days, he finally came to life.
In his opinion, Xia Ming was just a foundation-building monk, Po Liuhan was just a qi-training monk, and he was a major alchemy-building cultivator!
First he looked at the big man in front of him, and then at the corner of his eye he looked at the two late-stage foundation-building monks on the high ground on both sides.
Xia Ming couldn't help but sigh, isn't this Wuwu Mountain's local product a disaster caused by Wuwu's horse?
Why are there robbers everywhere?
(End of this chapter)