Chapter 1408

Ten minutes later.

Just now, by the side of the forest where everyone was, no one could be seen. Suddenly, sun Tu came out of the ground again.

It never occurred to anyone that he should stay here all the time.

As soon as he appeared, sun Tu could not help looking at the direction of the breath of the masters in the distance. He secretly vowed that when he came back to the blood temple, he would make these people pay the price.

At this moment, there was a slight change in his momentum. To paraphrase the old hooligan's words, this guy is a shameless lazy guy, but what's terrible is that ordinary people can't reach him.

If you think about it, you can see that sun Tu's natural disability has made his way to martial arts much harder than normal people. But at the beginning, he just came to this step.

However, when he broke through the master, he lost himself. Now, after a lot of experience, he seems to have found himself again.

Sun Tu's face, which he couldn't bear to look directly at, gradually showed a touch of perseverance, and then he would run away towards the south of the Yangtze River

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"You almost got it."

I don't know what happened in Jiangnan. In Qingcheng, the farmyard, Mo Nan waves his hand impatiently.

Since he was called back by Lao Yang tou, he has been instilled some nonsense that he should not go out recently.

The old rascal doesn't believe in the way of reasoning and fortune telling. Therefore, seeing that Lao Yangtou is still talking about his analysis, Mo Nan quickly interrupted

"Stop! Lao Yang, I'm almost knocked out by you. I've got business to do when I come to you. "

"Well?"

Yang Zifeng was stunned. At this time, he remembered that when Mo Nan asked him to go down the mountain, he said something that he didn't care about. He didn't understand the specific meaning.

What spiritual consciousness, what new body and so on

"Changxu!"

Mo Nan doesn't really understand these, so he shouts to let Chang Xu come out and lend him his body to communicate with Lao Yang.

"Well."

Changxu naturally won't refuse. Left and right finally wait until the day when they can regain their body. Almost as soon as the old rascal's voice falls, he rushes out.

The old rascal's head was dizzy, and when he woke up again, he had become a spiritual consciousness invisible to others except Changxu.

On the other side.

Lao Yang's head didn't know what happened. He just saw that the smelly boy in front of him was convulsed. Then he became a man with a solemn look. He arched his hand and said to him:

"I've seen Qingfeng Daoyou before."

Yang Zifeng was stunned at first and then puffed out.

Daoyou?

You son of a bitch, if you don't call master now, even Lao Yangtou is not ready to continue to call. Are you ready to be equal to me?

"I'm your uncle's friend!"

Face a change, Yang Zifeng has black face, raised the hands of the dust, ready to face in front of the "Mo Nan" head.

But at this time, long Xu toward the former pinch a hand, not impatient.

Yang Zifeng was stunned at the moment. He recognized that this decision, represented by Taoism, was a man who became an immortal. When he became an immortal, he would fly away from his body and throw away his original stinky skin

Yang Zifeng, an ancient warrior, didn't believe it. However, he wondered how Mo Nan didn't even bother to read the several Taoist classics he sent. He learned such complicated skills.

When contacting Monan to let him go down the mountain, he said some inexplicable words.

Yang Zifeng completely responded and was shocked

"Soul?"

"Exactly."

Chang Xu nodded with a smile.

However, just when he thought that Yang Zifeng finally understood his existence.

Don't want to, Yang Zifeng face a black, the floating dust finally fell down, angry chest kept ups and downs way: "you son of a bitch, even I dare to joke, I see you are live tired of..."

In the final analysis, there is no soul in the ancient martial arts world.

So just as Mo Nan almost collapsed, Yang Zifeng subconsciously chose not to believe it.

Long virtual skull was knocked a record, the same face a black, but also very helpless.

The main thing is that nowadays the inheritance of the lower world is almost cut off, so that many inheritances other than martial arts are no longer known.

Of course, his existence is too special. Even in the upper bound, few people can survive for hundreds of years in a state of spiritual consciousness.

He is a fantastic thinker. In addition, julingzhu really has an incomprehensible ability.

Chang Xu raised his hand to stop Lao Yang's fury. He hung his head and thought about it. He had another way. He dipped some tea from the glass on the stone table between them and wrote something on the table.

Before that, Mo Nan felt headache when he saw those ghost symbols.

In other words, it's also that the alchemist has learned a lot. The inspiration for the depiction of Changxu's life and death array comes from Taoist talismans

A serious eight hundred, exactly the same symbol, is not Mo Nan can see a note, draw out. At the moment, even though Yang Zifeng still doesn't want to believe it, he has to accept it. At the moment, the one who controls the smelly boy's body is at least an old monster of his age... Understanding, Yang Zifeng's eyes are suspicious. No it. One is to question why Chang Xu is hiding in Mo Nan's body. Secondly, for such a strange existence of unknown origin, I may be able to help it regain its freedom and have a body. But once it is released, no one can predict what will happen. Lao Yang's head was very cautious. At this moment, he didn't speak. He hung his head and thought carefully. At the same time, he kept looking around, hoping that Monan, who didn't know where, could give him some hints“ Poof Suddenly, the other party's Changxu was tasting tea in dafangfang. Suddenly, he didn't know what he saw, and a mouthful of tea spurted out. Yang Zifeng was puzzled and looked down at the tea. He was discontented and said, "this tea was planted by me in the Taoist temple. It takes a lot of effort. Although it's not a rare kind of tea, it's better to pay attention to the planting method."“ As for the water, it's also a mountain stream and clear spring. It's sweet and delicious. Why do you think it's not good to drink the tea made in this way? " No one likes to waste their efforts. Naturally, Yang Zifeng is the same. Fortunately, Chang Xu on the other side also understood that he was impolite, so he might even annoy the Taoist master who can help him regain his body in front of him. He quickly waved his hand and explained: "tea is good tea. From this, we can see that Taoist friends are also leisure people." Nonsense, no leisure. They are all people in the realm of King Wu. Who will plant tea in person. Yang Zifeng turned a few white eyes at the moment. Lao Dao is forbidden to walk in the Taoist temple almost every day for sixty-five days a year. It's hard to get down the mountain. What's the use of leisure? Just don't know why, he always feel in front of the "Monan" look secretive, very strange. Fortunately, he did not entangle this matter, nodding is to skip the behavior of the long virtual rudeness, no longer pursue. Seeing this, Chang Xu was relieved. At the same time, he raised his head again and looked at the top of Yang Zifeng's head. His face changed slightly. He quickly put down the cup in his hand. He was afraid that he could not help a mouthful of tea. After putting down the cup, Chang was very tired. This smelly boy... At the moment, in his sight, Mo Nan became a spiritual one. He was sitting on Yang Zifeng's head like a vent of anger and swaggering. Moreover, Yang Zifeng learned to do whatever he did. This is a childish behavior that has not yet grown up. Mo Nan, who has been working for three years, came out and witnessed the scene with his own eyes. When he looked back and forth, he didn't laugh on the spot and said it, which has already saved Yang Zifeng's face. Otherwise, he really wanted to see what Yang Zifeng would look like when he knew about it.