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Chapter 103: West Emperor Mountain Monthly Pass)(2/2)

Zuo Xiang stood there in a daze, and suddenly felt that the queen's hobbies became strange.

Who is sleeping in the coffin?

There is something wrong with your brain.

Could it be that the unlucky encounters these days have made the Queen sister crazy?

It shouldn't be that her ability to withstand has always been very strong. Zuo Xiang couldn't figure it out and didn't bother her, so he just let her be quiet for a while.

Lying on the couch to rest.

In the middle of the night, Wu Xiao, who was still chatting with Li Ming, suddenly heard a rumbling sound. Something must have collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the left minister's furious voice came out.

"Sister Queen, I'm going to kill you."

Wu Xiao lifted a corner of the coffin.

Seeing Zuo Xiang's bed lying collapse, she was sandwiched by a broken bed board.

"It's not my bad luck that affects you, it's the bed that collapses by itself, it's nothing to do with me." Wu Xiao said softly and quickly closed the lid of the coffin.

...

The next day.

The villagers of Nancun saw Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang coming out of it.

Seeing Zuo Xiang holding his waist, he was in a bad state. He seemed to have been destroyed by something last night, and he couldn't help but look at Wu Xiao for a few more eyes.

Half an hour later, Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang, led by the old man, went to Xihuang Mountain together.

The villager, who had a little abnormal mind, followed him with a bit of sugar cane.

"What kind of immortal technique is he? Why is he safe and sound when he is cut into so many pieces?" Zuo looked at the old man and looked at Ersha who was biting sugarcane.

The old man said, "He is born. Even if he is chopped into meat paste, he will not die. I know what it is."

"Nothing nonsense, what's the natural thing? This is obviously a magical skill." Ersha bit the sugarcane and looked at the old man with a wise look, his eyes full of disdain.

"What magical skill?" Zuo Xiang asked.

"The human body is dominated by spiritual qi and blood. As long as you control your own spirit and qi, you can dominate blood and qi. As long as your spirit and qi are there, everything in the world can be decomposed and reconstructed."

The old man said, "Don't listen to him nonsense. This person is the second fool in the village who often kills himself. He is obviously self-harm, but he actually says he is testing something. Anyway, just listen to his words, don't believe it."

"Damn, do you believe it or not."

Ersha spit out a mouthful of sugarcane bagasse and smiled and said, "I have accepted an apprentice and have taught him my magical skills. He said that he would come to pick me up the most delicious food."

The old man sneered: "You are talking about that liar, are you?"

"What's going on?" Wu Xiao asked.

The old man said slowly.

It is said that many years ago, a man accidentally broke into Nancun. Ersha got along with him and accepted a young man as his apprentice.

What was shocked was that the young man kowtowed and recognized him as his master.

Before leaving, Ersai stole Uncle Wang's crutch next door, who had broken his legs and gave it to him.

He also stole one of his gourds, making one of the seven gourds he planted missing.

The young man was very excited and said that he would definitely get a hundred times more reward in the future. Ersha was standing on a wooden stake and putting it on, saying that he was a good disciple, if he didn't become the number one in the world, he should not come to me.

I really didn't see him later.

After listening to the story.

Zuo Xiang asked, "You didn't stop the crutches and gourds, so let him take them away?"

The old man had no choice but to say: "It was after the young man left that we realized that crutches and gourds were stolen, but it doesn't matter. They are all insignificant things and are not worth mentioning."

Ersai, who was biting the sugarcane, cursed and said, "What kind of stealing is? Can scholars be called stealing?"

"Do you think he deserves a beating?"

"A little." Zuo Xiang nodded, really deserved a beating, and Wu Xiao also smiled.

"Tsk, wait until my apprentice is the best in the world, and I will beat you to death." Ersha didn't care, and spoke with a face raised, and said in a very arrogant manner: "Based on my inference, my apprentice will definitely be invincible in the future and suppress the world."

"What's your apprentice's name?"

Wu Xiao asked, she wanted to hear if Dongsheng had such a person.

When Wu Xiao asked, Ersha suddenly stopped clamming. He didn't remember until now and forgot to ask his name.

...

The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, the South.

The wine gourd sat on a white stone, holding a crutch in his arms, drinking the wine contained in the wine gourd.

"Master, this is the most difficult thing in the world."

The wine gourd sighed while drinking. Now there are many talents in Dongsheng, and many geniuses are competing for hegemony in this prosperous era.

He is like a duckweed at the same time, floating in the prosperous era.

He felt that the years he had been in Dongsheng were better than in that small village.

Back then, he accidentally broke into a small village and stayed for several months, which was the most beneficial for him. There, he met a very smart person.

He didn't know why the people in Nancun called him Ersai.

Only he knew that this child, who seemed to be a twelve or thirteen, had great wisdom. It would be enough for him to comprehend and enjoy it.

So you don't hesitate to become a disciple.

The master taught him a magical skill.

He called this move "Flesh and Blood Rebirth".

Use "shen" and "qi" to dominate the "blood" and "force" in the body, and use "element" as a traction to reconstruct yourself.

It was this move that saved him many times.

Unfortunately, his understanding is not yet good, and he cannot do the same thing as his master, and he can do whatever he wants and divide it equally.

You can even use your body as "stacking blocks".

This is the realm he wants.

However, he still cannot understand it.

Even if you understand it, you will not be the best in the world. If you cannot be the best in the world, you will not have the face to see him.

"Master, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

The wine gourd was drinking wine, and his face was full of pain.

However, what made him even more sad was that before leaving, he forgot to ask his master's name.

I only remember that the villagers called him Ersha.

This is certainly not his name.

...

Ersha was originally biting the sugarcane and was happy and was not happy at all at this time, and he didn't even know the name of his apprentice.

This master did not meet the requirements at all.

"You're stupid." The old man smiled, "Did he not tell you the name? I knew you were cheated."

Ersai was so angry that she smoked her teeth and said, "No, I have to go out and beat him up, and dare to lie to me."

As he said that, he was about to go back, and the old man said, "You don't know what his name is, how do you find it?"

Ersilly was like a deflated ball, listless and very depressed. The sugarcane he was biting suddenly became no longer sweet.

He was so angry that he threw the sugarcane out.

With a bang, a mountain in the distance was blown up by the sugar cane he threw out.

Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang were secretly surprised that this simple physical strength was so powerful.

Only the old man is used to it, because all three-year-olds in the village can do it, nothing to be surprised.

"Ersha, accompany me to Xihuang Mountain first. At that time, I will go out with you and try my luck to see if I can find him."

"good."

Ersha quickly recovered her expression and became heartless again.

The group continued to go. On the way, Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang were listening to the old man telling stories. He talked a lot and kept talking.
Chapter completed!
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