Chapter 135

Wu and a character is very tall, half a head taller than Yang fandu. He looks at the servant who is short of himself.

Wu Ren didn't want him to continue to talk because of his rambling appearance.

So this servant has only one end, that is death.

He put his hand on the servant's shoulder and pressed it gently. In an instant, he rushed to the servant directly. The servant only felt his body soft and fell to the ground.

Chen Feng's face sank. It was his servant. He beat, scolded and killed, but others couldn't or couldn't. That's the bottom line. Now he has put away the idea of inviting Wu Renji and Yang Fan to be his disciples, and clenched his heart.

"Go away, I don't want to kill people today!" Wu Renji is a monk in the congenital environment. How can he not be aware of this person's mind? This is a warning.

It's a pity that Chen Feng, who feels excellent and is used to arrogance behind him, will take care of this. He raises his hand to give Wu Renhe a fatal blow, but at the moment when he raises his hand, he hits him in the heart.

The sudden blow made Chen Feng's face white and he fell to the ground in an instant.

The servants were stunned, but they were so loyal that they still remember to carry Chen Feng back.

Just a few steps later, an old man stopped him. The old man had silver hair and a foot long beard at the corner of his mouth.

This time, the old man learned well. As the elder of the family, he bowed to the people of Wu. He felt that this had given them face.

"What's the matter?" Wu Renji asked.

"Congratulations on your becoming a champion. We are willing to offer you as a tribute and devote our resources to training you. You only need to do something when your family is in danger."

The conditions are very good, but Wu Renji is not half distracted.

"Why invite me now? Not in the future? " Yang Fan asked with a frown.

"Ha ha, of course not. After tomorrow night, you are bound to be the dogs of the imperial court. We still have a chance!"

"Oh, no interest!" Wu and ready to go, but the old man stopped in front of him.

"Do you know who you just killed and who is behind him? If you don't accept the invitation, you should know the price behind it. " The old man bent over and raised his head, showing a smile like evil spirit.

The spring breeze blew on the Wu people and their dead faces. He raised his hand and pointed it at the old man's head. "The young master said: life should last forever."

Boom, the old man bathed in a gust of wind, his flesh was separated.

"Pay attention when you talk next time. If they want to come, come. I won't be afraid." As soon as his hand was removed, an old man with skin and flesh separated fell to the ground.

No one sympathizes with the old man, and no one sympathizes with him, because this kind of situation is too common in the imperial city.

Not far away, a middle-aged man and a coquettish woman saw this scene.

"Han Niu, what do you mean by his move?" Asked the woman.

"It should be Fu Dao. It can be cultivated. I'll take him." The middle-aged man turned and left.

The woman looked at this natural and unrestrained back and was very fascinated. If it wasn't for the twelve offerings that she couldn't get married, she would have been the daughter-in-law of Han Niu.

She sighed, shook her hips and drowned in the crowd.

Then Wu Renji turned his vision. He was born in the world. How could he not be seen.

After all, he never forgot the feeling of being spied by two other people as big as mountains at that moment. This kind of feeling only existed when he was competing with Yang Fan at the beginning.

"They are not as good as the young master!" This is the answer he got after careful thinking.

All of a sudden, he found that more and more people gathered around him. Everyone looked at him with their heads down.

All of a sudden, a continuous drizzle floated up and stretched out his hand. The rain fell on his hand and it was dark.

Some people approached him, and he closed his eyes.

Because he felt the second sign.

Yang Fan taught him how to get into Fu Dao. In only one month, he entered Fu Dao. Yang Fan said that he was too slow. The founder of Fu Dao drew the first Fu in the world after only three days of observation. This Fu is unprecedented and has never come. Its name is "nature".

He created a way with it.

Wu Renji was very envious. He didn't think he had any talent in doing this Fu Dao, because the founder of Fu Dao had no guidance when he founded it.

He is different. He has Yang Fan.

A buzz.

More than a dozen people who were close to him stabbed Wu Renji. Wu Renji's hand suddenly raised and felt the mood at the moment, "the young master said: life should be like a downpour."

Boom, more than a dozen people were thrown away, their bodies are full of scars, but very thin, as if they were thrown away by the silk thread.

Those who were ready to rush up suddenly backed away and drowned in those who had fled.

Wu Renji opened his eyes, he drew the second rune, and he felt a little more comfort.

But it's more about feeling inadequate.

Because Yang Fan said to him that the founder of Fu Dao in those years realized one Fu every day and devoted himself to the true meaning of the world.

Moreover, he still uses heart as pen and meaning as ink to write, which is more advanced than his tongue as pen and sound as ink.

With both hands on his back, he walked slowly towards Qingshui gang.

Fu Road, to pen for pen, ink for ink for the lowest.

All things in the world can be pen or ink. It only depends on the individual.

……

There is a forbidden area in the palace of the Imperial City, which is surrounded by dense fog all the year round. Even the emperor can't enter it normally.

Twelve offerings can only be summoned to come to the place, but as a new one, Han Zun has not been able to be summoned, so he does not know the existence of this.

Of course, there is also a person who is not bound by these rules, and can go in and out at will.

This man is Niu Chou, who is called Han Niu in the twelve offerings.

He didn't have this name, but he changed it after he became ugly.

He walked into the thick fog without any obstruction.

The visibility in the thick fog was the same as that in the deep fog. It was cloudy and wet, and the ground was full of water.

There is also white fog in the air from time to time.

When he came to a pond, there was a fisherman. He was an old man who had no anger on his face. He was different from Wu Renji's grandfather, but he was at the end of his cultivation.

The old man is the founder of Chu state, gongfeng.

Gongfeng is fishing, with a hat, his clothes are in tatters.

"Niu Chou, do you see any difference today?"

Niu Chou, an honest looking middle-aged man, knew at a glance, "the last lamp on the rockery behind you is out."

Gongfeng nodded and praised.

"Who killed him?" Gongfeng asked.

"If there is no accident, it should be the new Han Zun. He wants to change the day."