Chapter 93: Smiling (additional update for Mr. AD, leader)
The Sophora Flower Sword was shattered, and the beloved Flying Sword, which showed its heroic character just now, was also shattered, immediately attracting the comfort of Shi Jiu, Chen Bu and others.
Wu Sheng, however, had no intention of comforting anyone. Instead, he happily planned his next goal - as long as he did this for ten or twenty more times, the seal energy that troubled him would be transformed without anyone noticing.
If you fall, you can recover your cultivation. Wouldn't it be much easier to escape?
So he took the initiative to get close to Sophora Flower Sword, seemingly silent, as if he was too ashamed to speak, but in fact, all his attention was focused on Shi Jiu next to him, imagining Shi Jiu's mourning stick.
The only problem was that when Mr. Shi moved around, the mourning stick stuck in his waist was also dangling. It was very difficult to visualize and I couldn't concentrate.
As soon as he transformed a grain of spiritual sand, the mourning stick followed Shi Jiu to the left. Wu Sheng had to follow the left hand side of the Sophora Flower Sword and continued to laugh. After transforming two more grains of spiritual sand, the mourning stick followed Shi Jiu to the right.
Turning aside, Wu Sheng had no choice but to follow to the right side of the Sophora Flower Sword, showing his sly smile again.
The Sophora Flower Sword finally stopped crying, and the mourning stick followed Shi Jiu and came to the opposite side of Zhong Liying. Shi Jiu handed over to Zhong Liying: "Zhongli, you won the competition today. As promised, from now on only brother Zhongli will follow your lead...
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Wu Sheng followed Shi Jiu and smiled...
Zhong Liying said happily: "We will be good brothers from now on. What's the point of following others' advice...Brother Sun...Brother Sun...Why are brothers Sun laughing?"
Wu Sheng was awakened from his visualization and felt helpless: "We are brothers from all over the world, happy, happy!"
Because the mourning stick was swinging back and forth, the efficiency of this visualization was very low. In total, it only transformed nine grains of black and white glossy spiritual sand. There was not a single grain of sealing energy that was "absorbed". This was different from the mourning stick.
Their spiritual power has nothing in common!
Feeling very unwilling, I approached my "good brother" Zhong Liying and began to visualize his soul-calling flag. To prevent him from dangling around, I put my arm around his shoulders. No matter where he went, I always "keep my arms around him."
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Zhong Liying thought that he had something private to discuss with her, so she cooperated with his strength and went to the nearby woods. The two of them couldn't tell who abducted whom, but they just wandered around in the woods.
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Seeing that he was far away from everyone, Zhong Liying whispered: "Brother Sun, please tell me if you have anything to say."
"Well……"
"That's almost it. They don't have such ears. Brother Sun, don't worry..."
"Um……"
Wu Sheng was so focused on contemplating the soul-calling flags around him that he had no time to pay attention to Zhong Liying and didn't even hear what he was saying.
Zhong Liying was walked around in the woods by him. He asked several times but got no reply. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Wu Sheng who was hugging her tightly. She saw Wu Sheng with a sly look on his face and a slight smile.
Looks weird, seems to be enjoying it?
Zhong Liying suddenly came back to her senses, goosebumps suddenly fell to the ground, her arms shook, and she bounced Wu Sheng away, jumped three feet to the side, and coughed dryly: "Ahem...Brother Sun, don't do this...
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Seeing Wu Sheng subconsciously leaning over again, he quickly stopped him: "Hold on! Is there any misunderstanding with Brother Sun?"
Wu Sheng finally came to his senses, with a look of regret on his face: "Ah? What misunderstanding?" He was really sorry. He was so close to the visualization, and the effect was really good. In a short time, he got more than thirty grains of spiritual sand, and together with it
Dissolved seven grains of sealing zhenqi spirit sand.
How much he wanted to stay with Zhong Liying for a while longer!
It's a pity that wolves have feelings but concubines have no intentions. Zhong Liying had already left the woods first, and Wu Sheng could only follow behind, smacking his lips and silently savoring the taste just now.
Zhong Liying came out of the grove and met the eyes of Shi Jiu, Chen Bu, Huai Huajian and Ma Hu. Her face was slightly red, and suddenly she felt that the soul-calling flag stuck in her waist seemed to be a little different. She didn't know if it was sinking or not.
Why, so I picked up my belt and raised the soul-calling flag a little higher, and the people across from me suddenly dispersed and started to wander around.
"My hairpin fell off, who saw it? I can't find it at all?"
"Look for them all. Sophora japonica's hairpin is very valuable, don't lose it..."
"Yes, look for it..."
"Oh, isn't it stuck in your bun?"
"Ha, that's really funny!"
After such an encounter, the two teams have finally merged together. However, Zhong Liying was obviously unnatural when facing Wu Sheng. He was not used to having such a person with different interests and hobbies in his "own" team.
I couldn't bear to lose a master, and my heart was extremely entangled.
Wu Sheng didn't think too much, and his focus was not on this. He was trying to get close to Chen Bu, or in other words, he was aiming at the flying sword stuck in Chen Bu's back.
Unfortunately, Chen Bu seemed to be a little indifferent to others, or perhaps too defensive, so Wu Sheng's plan to approach him several times failed to come true.
After all, they were here to search for Wu Sheng. The six of them did not lose their duties. Under the coordination of Zhong Liying, the two groups worked together to complete the search of Yushan before dark, but they failed to find anything.
Wu Sheng’s clues.
Song Jian sent an order to each group of people to take precautions in place, paying special attention to the water surface to prevent Wu Sheng from crossing the river at night. Zhong Liying obeyed the order and divided the six people into three groups, separated by tens of feet in front and behind, along the
Patrolling along the river bank.
Wu Sheng didn't know how they were grouped together, but he and Sophora Flower Sword got together inexplicably. What surprised him was that the young female cultivator who had been angry at him during the day didn't even have the slightest intention of complaining at this moment, let alone avoid suspicion.
He was very affectionate, and even did not shy away from the suspicion between men and women. He took his arm and became very close to him.
The last thing Wu Sheng wants to be assigned to is Sophora Flower Sword and Ma Hu. These two magic weapons have been destroyed and there is nothing to squeeze out. It is a waste of time to stay together. Unfortunately, this Sophora Flower Lady has no consciousness.
She kept asking about Wu Sheng's past experiences, showing strong curiosity, and would comfort Wu Sheng from time to time, but I don't know what she was comforting.
Wu Sheng was dealing with the Sophora Flower Sword in his mouth, but his eyes were carefully watching the movement on the river bank. Since there was no oil and water, he focused his attention on the river section again. After checking for a long time, he found that there were many omissions in the precautions on this section of the river.
It’s a good time to get into the water and escape!
"Fellow Daoist Sun...this is..."
"I'll go into the water and take a look. What if Wu Thief is hiding under the water?"
"Underwater? How does he breathe?"
"There are many ways. A senior Qi practitioner can hold his breath for a stick of incense underwater. When he can't hold it in, he can also breathe through a reed pole. The reed pole is hollow..." Wu Sheng introduced his experience: "Fellow Taoist Sophora Huaihua is from the north.
Monk?"
"I see... I'm from Yan country."
"Going so far? Why come to the south?"
Huai Huajian said lonelyly: "My family was originally a wealthy family in the Yan Kingdom. Unfortunately, my grandfather offended Jixia Academy, which caused the family fortunes to fall into decline... Therefore, I came to the south to try my luck and see if I can restore my family's reputation."
We solemnly celebrate Mr. AD's promotion to the leader of the Alliance on November 2nd. He practices bravely and has mastery of ancient and modern times. He accumulates blessings and prolongs his life. He has heard of detachment and his spirit will stay forever. He has become an immortal. Three pillars of incense are burned to bid farewell to fellow Taoists!