It's said that even the strong in Zhongzhou can't find the clue.
As if seeing through Jiang Huan's idea, Biyuan smiled kindly.
Behind the gentle smile, Jiang Huan could not know what kind of killing machine was hidden. He only knew that the old man now seemed to be harmless to human beings and animals.
Said Biyuan with a smile.
"I have a special cultivation skill. I can not only find the breath of the martial artist, but also see what others can't see. That's Qi number!"
"Gas number?"
Jiang Huan frowned, and now he was extremely sensitive to the word, he knew what it was, but for others, he just listened to the blankness on his face and didn't understand what Biyuan said at all.
Biyuan continued softly, as if he was trying to solve the puzzles of the younger generation.
"A man's Qi number is predestined by nature, and the exuberance of Qi number also determines the state, strength and even life span of the warrior!"
Bi Yuan looked at Jiang Huan meaningfully and said in a quiet voice.
"And your strength is so strong that it's not like what you're at your age, or what you're showing, or what you can have."
Smell the words, Jiang Huan smiled.
It's true that those who are exhausted will live longer. It's destiny.
I didn't expect that the old man had such means.
However, Jiang Huan guessed that this person should only find the natural gas number of a person, so as to judge the age corresponding to the gas number.
Otherwise, if he saw Jiang Huan's vital capacity of tens of millions of people, that scene would frighten him.
Still quietly now in place, Jiang Huan did not reply.
Bi Yuan stared at Jiang Huan and said.
"Young man, why don't we meet each other? You and I can talk. "
Qu Xiaohan looked back at Bi Yuan and said in a puzzled voice.
"True face?"
Jiang Huan smiled a little and immediately made a knot with one hand. He saw a cloud of blue smoke around him, and the sound of bone shifting and muscle wriggling came.
Jiang Huan's long hair is flying in the wind. His face, originally full of whiskers, is becoming thin. His eyes are sharp and amazing. A sharp scar runs through his right face in his right eye.
Not long ago, he had a tall and straight posture, but he was a very tolerant young man, standing in front of all the people.
People have been surprised that Biyuan found Jiang Huan's easy face.
But when they saw the real face of Jiang Huan, they were all stupid.
Even Bi Yuan, who has always maintained a master's demeanor and a smiling face, is shocked when he sees Jiang Huan's original face.
"Here It's too young! "
All the people on the scene, no matter the martial artists who are far away in the forest, the four experts who are standing in the grass, and Qu Xiao, Han, Mo Zhen and others, are all staying in place and at a loss.
On a tree thousands of miles away from the dense forest, Ji Yanxing screamed at the first sight of Jiang Huan.
"It's him!"
Xu Chenzhong and Qianjiu nodded in surprise.
"Jiang xuanming!"
That is to take the three of them into Yufeng mountain, and give them a great blow and save their Jiang Dali. It is also to frighten the whole west, and even kill Jiang xuanming, the three masters of Qingbang!!
Xu Chenzhong's face is extremely complex. He always believes in his own strength and observation ability. He believes that Jiang Dali, who entered the imperial tomb of Chu with them, has the same surname as Jiang xuanming.