Chapter 963

However, Zhao Feng also knew with his feet that the supernatural things against heaven were definitely not what he could get.

It has to be said that fate played a big joke on him. All along, Zhao Feng is a fairly optimistic person.

But now it's really hard for him to deal with it. If it's dead and eroded by other parts of him, Zhao Feng is at most a little lost. Maybe in an hour.

The big deal is to use more vitality charms on weekdays. Anyway, he can draw, which is not much trouble.

It's just that Dantian is damaged. It's hard. He doesn't even have the real yuan to use the vitality charm. Others can help him inspire, but who can help him inspire for a lifetime?

Even if someone wants to, Zhao Feng himself will feel like a burden.

"Is that all my life?"

Leaning against a thick bamboo, Zhao Feng muttered to himself.

A piece of bamboo leaves fell on Zhao Feng's body, and he didn't want to take care of it. Now, although he is calm on the outside, he is very upset inside.

"Not necessarily! Cultivating immortals is not the only way to become stronger. "

"Who?"

Zhao Feng raised his head and looked around. When an outsider heard his truest and most frustrated words, he was still a little unhappy.

"It's me!"

A young man in green clothes, carrying a bamboo basket, came slowly from the bamboo forest.

"Grandfather bamboo!"

Zhao Feng stood up in a daze.

Grandfather Zhu waved to Zhao Feng to sit down. He put the basket aside and sat down with him.

"Why, frustrated?"

Zhao Feng shook his head and nodded again.

Shaking his head is his subconscious denial, but the words have been heard out, and denial is useless. It's better to tell the truth.

See this scene, bamboo grandfather smile, from the side of the bamboo basket took out a small piece of bamboo.

"Look at this."

Zhao Feng picked it up and looked at it carefully. But after a long time, he felt that it was just ordinary bamboo.

What does grandfather Zhu mean by showing him this? Or is there something he didn't pay attention to.

After watching it for a long time, Zhao Feng really got nothing, so he could only give the bamboo back to him: "grandfather bamboo, I'm clumsy and can't see anything. I think it's just an ordinary bamboo."

Grandfather Zhu smiles and shakes his head. Although he looks young, he gives people a kind temperament.

"Don't you see that? This is a common bamboo

Zhao Feng a Leng, followed by the heart gave birth to a nameless, what does this mean, in playing with him?

However, after that, the bamboo grandfather said: "you should know that I am the best of bamboo, but I know my kind best. Do you know the characteristics of bamboo?"

"A hundred fold is not enough?"

"That's right."

Zhao Feng was a little puzzled. What does this mean? Does it have anything to do with saying so much?

There are traces of Zhao Jianfeng's smile on his face. Don't you know

Zhao Feng nodded, and an idea suddenly appeared in his heart. Isn't it.

"Ancient sword practitioners don't do it again. Only the sword in their hands is the king's way. Hundreds of years ago, there was an ancient sword practitioner in the Qi training period who attacked Yuanying against the sky and won! In ancient times, there was a man who was able to repair the ancient sword. He chose a real immortal with the body of a mortal to win! Do you want to go this way? "

Zhao Feng a Leng, some unbelievable said: "this is impossible! There is no room for comparison between Qi training and Yuan Ying, real immortals and mortals! "

It can be explained that all of them are in practice at least, but ordinary people challenge the Mahayana friars and win. It's impossible. OK!

This kind of detection is just like Bai Hui, who takes a carrot and knocks the spirit of death to death.

Grandfather Zhu smiles, picks up the bamboo in Zhao Feng's hand, and stabs it downward. Suddenly, a deep ditch of more than 100 meters appears: "this sword, I didn't use the real yuan, I didn't use the power beyond the mortal, I just used the sword meaning, you can experience it yourself!"

Then he threw the bamboo in his hand to Zhao Feng, carried a small basket on his back and walked slowly towards the bamboo house.

When the bamboo grandfather disappeared, Zhao Feng could not help but picked up the bamboo from the ground.

"Is this the ancient sword repair? How did you do it without using the real yuan, without using more than ordinary people's power? Is it divine consciousness? incorrect! There are other things "

with this piece of bamboo, Zhao Feng began to draw. In the sword just now, grandfather Zhu really used his divine sense, which he can feel.

Although he can't practice Zhenyuan, he can still practice divine consciousness.In this case, there is no doubt that grandfather Zhu's sword just showed him a way out. In his heyday, even if he caught the thunder, he could not make such a scene.

At the moment, Zhao Feng began to constantly draw up, so I don't know how long, on the moon.

At the bamboo house, Guya frowned and couldn't help saying, "he's an ordinary man now. I'll give him something. Don't be hungry."

"Stop. If you go now, that's destroying his chance."

Bamboo grandfather lay on a cane chair, did not open his eyes, slowly shaking.

Guya has no choice but to stop.

Beside the pond, Zhao Feng constantly imitates grandfather Zhu's sword, but it has no charm. It's no different from ordinary people's stabbing sword.

But he didn't notice, just stabbed the sword again and again.

The golden light flickers from Zhao Feng's storage ring. If Zhao Feng can see what it looks like in the storage ring, he will be surprised.

Before, before in the hands of the jade skeleton, the animal bones have become extremely magical, and a symbol from above.

Through the storage ring, it is printed on Zhao Feng.

The moon is like water, shining in the bamboo forest, Zhao Feng's sword across, the whole person seems to be evacuated, the whole person's face suddenly becomes pale.

But with a smile on his face, he walked out of here with that little piece of bamboo.

Not far away, the young man lying on the bamboo chair looked distressed: "this bastard, my bamboo!"

A loud bang came from the bamboo forest.

Xia Ya's face and heart suddenly changed.

Xia Yuxin yelled: "who dares to make trouble in the territory of my bamboo forest?"

She is different from grandfather Zhu. She does not love bamboo, but is afraid of Zhao Feng's danger.

"It's OK, elder martial sister. Don't be so nervous."

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