Are there many loopholes? I really don’t have many. Maybe it’s because the two teenagers have sharp eyes. One has been accustomed to squatting at the entrance of the alley since he was a child, or observing other people’s faces while running around the streets. The other is really watching the show.

Much more.

So you can see the problem at a glance.

Like the man who was beaten, although his expression was angry, he took action boldly in the end. But if you look carefully, you can see that his eyes were calm and unruffled at all.

Doesn't it look like the look in the eyes of a person being bullied?

Besides, the woman seems to be protecting the man. But what is the reality? Is it appropriate for a mid-level Nascent Xuan monk to protect a monk who is at least the Nascent Xuan peak or even the Dan state of mind?

This is inappropriate.

Some people may say that it was because the woman had a higher status that those people did not dare to take action.

But if you look more carefully, you can find that the robe worn by the woman is not of a higher grade than that of the man. The difference is not just a little bit, but a whole higher grade.

A bleak magic weapon robe, and a spiritual weapon robe with dark aura. The difference in status is clearly visible.

Not to mention the comparison of the number of people with cultivation levels between the two.

Especially the last scene, it was simply the biggest failure in this scene! Xu Changsheng couldn't wait to get off the stage and direct it himself!

After holding the talisman in one hand for so long, the other side was not prepared at all, and allowed you to take action. It was just a move, and you made a show of talismans, and actually made the group of middle-level three monks panic and almost collapsed on the spot.

I really don’t know how you achieved your state of cultivation...

All in all, this was a very imperfect drinking show.

Fortunately, it didn't cost anything. If he was sitting in the bar and listening to music, but he was treated to such a "good show", Xu Changsheng would have to call the shopkeeper over and refund him several times the price.

"Old Xu, who do you think they are performing for?" Xue Nan Chuanyin said with a smile.

Xu Changsheng shook his head silently. In fact, when he discovered this "good show", he had already looked at the crowd in sight and found no one who had any clues.

So there are only two situations, either the real theatergoer is not here, or the theatergoer is more of an actor than an actor.

No matter what the reason was, Xu Changsheng didn't intend to pay too much attention to it. He was just watching the show and it was over. Is it possible that he really wanted to go on stage in person to give guidance to others?

This is impossible, this is a big taboo when traveling in the world.

So the two of them silently cleaned the table of delicious dishes, and Xu Changsheng quietly collected the remaining half of the bottle of wine into the mustard.

Who would have expected that the guy Xue Nan had already paid attention to it. As soon as the wine pot disappeared, he sneered and said: "Some young people can't drink well, but they still want to be the generals at the wine table, and they are not afraid of spilling too much water."

The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, but he still suppressed his desire to punch. After all, there were many people here, so he still wanted to give his brother some face.

Lest anyone say that they don't follow martial ethics... Well! As a martial artist, it's easy to say that I can't throw punches, but the important thing is to respect martial ethics.

So the young man holding the sword held the narrow knife at his waist with one hand and hugged his brother's neck with the other. The two walked out of the restaurant crying and laughing.

When they returned to the ordinary inn, neither of them felt sleepy. As for cultivation, one rarely started and the other never stopped.

Xue Nan walked to the window, opened it, and let the cold moonlight flow into the room, along with the pure winter atmosphere.

Fortunately, both of them are not afraid of the cold and heat. Otherwise, they would be infected by the wind and cold when they come out like this.

Xue Nan quietly put down a spiritual weapon orb, and the formation embedded in it spread out to cover the small room.

The young man with the sword behind his back also raised his head, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Old Xu, what state are you in now? Why do I always think something is wrong with you?"

Asking about the realm is false, asking about the situation is true.

In the past few days, Xue Nan also noticed that something was wrong with Xu Changsheng's state. Not to mention that his expression was good and bad, and even his aura was the same. But Xue Nan knew that his good brother had a top-notch breath-containing technique, so he used it to

Go away, just like the rock, without any fluctuation.

When this happens now, there must be unconcealable pain.

Xu Changsheng smiled, took off the narrow knife from his waist and placed it on the table. He stretched, walked next to him, and said with a smile: "I am doing a blood transfusion."

The young man turned around suddenly, widened his eyes, and exclaimed: "Are you doing a blood transfusion?"

Xu Changsheng smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Then have you been changing your blood along the way?"

Xu Changsheng nodded again.

"I'll be a good boy."

Xue Nan circled around him several times, his eyes filled with horror.

He couldn't help but be surprised by this. Blood exchange is the third level of body refining. From the second level of golden tendon breakthrough to the third level of blood exchange, as the name suggests, it is to exchange all the blood in the whole body to make one's own blood more suitable for one's body.

Warrior physique.

It sounds simple and light, but it is dangerous and has always been unforgettable by practitioners.

How many physical practitioners are trapped in the blood exchange realm?

How many bodybuilding masters, after becoming famous, still look pale when recalling their blood transfusion experience?

How many body cultivators cannot bear the pain during blood exchange and fall back to the golden tendon realm?

The most difficult thing about blood transfusion is the tremendous pain.

Most warriors' blood transfusion takes from one stick of incense to several hours. Those who can spend a day to do blood transfusion are considered to be geniuses in physical training.

After reading all the history books, there are very few blood transfusions that can take only a few days. Looking at Xu Changsheng's posture, the blood transfusion has already taken several days, and it seems that it is not over yet.

Of course, the most indispensable thing in the world is genius, and what is rare is a genius who has grown up.

"It's almost over?"

Xue Nan asked tentatively.

Xu Changsheng shook his head.

Xue Nan patted his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, gave Xu Changsheng a thumbs up, and said: "Not bad, you are barely qualified to be my little brother."

Xu Changsheng smiled and saw that he was about to take action again.

Xue Nan quickly jumped back and waved his hands, "No, brother, I was wrong, please let me go."

Xu Changsheng didn't really want to take action. Even if he did, it would mostly be a fight on weekdays.

He walked to the window sill and said with a smile: "Nan, you should spend more time on your cultivation. I think your cultivation has improved, and the gadgets you can carve are better. Those things are actually related to your cultivation level.

."

When it came to business, Xue Nan stopped joking. He walked aside, held on to the window sill, and nodded seriously: "Those little things look magical, but in the final analysis, it is my spiritual power that supports them. This is also what bothers me."

The longest problem. I have been trying to separate them from my hands and make each gadget an independent individual, but I just haven’t got a clue.”

"So, what do you want to do if you haven't practiced hard every day?" Xu Changsheng knocked on the window sill and turned to ask.

"I……"

Xue Nan just wanted to argue, but when he thought about being in front of him at this early stage of Xuan Xuan, it seemed that he really couldn't hold his head up.

It seems that you really need to practice hard... Otherwise, how can this big brother continue to be a big brother!

Xu Changsheng put his hands on his sleeves and said with a smile: "Nan, are you comfortable with a knife?"

"knife?"

Xue Nan has some doubts. He is very good at using this knife. It makes those women want to stop every time. But why do you, Lao Xu, ask?

Thinking of it, Xue Nan moved further away from him, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

No need to ask, Xu Changsheng knew what this guy was thinking. He sighed helplessly, looked back at the narrow knife that he had just taken off, and said: "I'm talking about that narrow knife. If you use

have to

I'm used to it, I'll give it to you after I'm done with the blood exchange period. Anyway, I use a sword, and this sword is not easy to hold."

In fact, Xue Nan wanted to ask when he just came out of the valley. After all, the narrow knife seemed ordinary, but in fact, whenever Xu Changsheng's aura fluctuated, the narrow knife would emit a faint calm.

The power of disgust calmed the fluctuations.

But thinking that this was Lao Xu's own opportunity, he didn't ask any more questions.

Xu Changsheng made a move, and the narrow knife came into his hand, "The knife was given to me by Senior Hong. The name of the knife is 'Zhenshan'. It is a Taoist weapon. Its primary function is the power of suppression. As long as it encounters

Magical weapons of lower grade than it will be suppressed by it to some extent. I carry it with me now, just to be able to suppress one or two when my bloodline changes. But after I finish changing the blood, this mountain-suppressing thing will come to me.

It’s useless to say it.”

It’s of no use? Then you can sell it for money. Such a mid-level Taoist weapon can be sold for at least five or six red leaf coins! Now you, Old Xu, put your whole body together, and you only have one red leaf coin! Put it aside.

What wealth do I have to put in front of me?

But since Lao Xu can speak, it is obviously not something that money can explain.

Xue Nan scratched his head, "It's useless if I want this knife. It would be better if it was a carving knife with a small handle. If you ask me to carry a narrow knife, I can't carve it, right..."

Xu Changsheng smiled and said: "Then it's settled, after I finish the blood transfusion, I will give you this 'Mountain Zhen' to use."

They are all Dao soldiers, but they still think the size is not suitable. Isn't it obvious that I want it but I am embarrassed to say it? It's hard to say if it is a sword or something, but this knife has a handle suitable for carving. I won't give it to Xue Nan.

, his own conscience can't justify it. As for money, Xu Changsheng doesn't really care that much. If the money is gone, you can make it again, but if you miss it, the magic weapon is really gone.
To be continued...