A few minutes later, Leng Wu and others shook their heads and said: "I can't see any changes!"
Zhou Yuan said in a deep voice: "Finding that rhythm is the same as breathing!"
"breathe?"
"Breathe...breathe...breathe..."
Under Zhou Yuan's guidance, the five people began to stare at Xiaoding.
At this time, some white fish belly appeared on the horizon. After a night of tossing, it was almost dawn.
"It's changing! It's really changing!"
Leng Wu suddenly shouted in surprise.
Several other people had blank looks on their faces, and then their expressions became shocked as they continued to observe.
Zhou Yuan grabbed the small cauldron from the bed and took out Tianhan Juexian for comparison.
The pattern is the same, but there is no rhythmic change on Tianhan Juexian.
"Why is this happening?" For the next hour, Zhou Yuan was puzzled.
"How long until we get ashore?"
Zhou Yuan suddenly asked.
Leng Wu and others yawned and said: "At this time tomorrow morning, it will be time to dock!"
Zhou Yuan nodded upon hearing this, He Qiuya's purpose was to prevent him from ascending to Ming Jue City.
During this period of time, that woman will definitely think of ways to do something.
But my current situation is very passive.
So we must find a way to deal with her within twenty-four hours.
Otherwise, we still don’t know what will happen!
Zhou Yuan looked at the patterns on the small tripod, trying to follow the breathing rhythm and find the mystery.
Unfortunately, it is of no use.
Then Zhou Yuan thought for a while, took out the Tianhan Juexian again, and tried to use the sword edge to leave some marks on the small cauldron.
In fact, I just want to try to see if there is some connection between the two.
As a result, when the sword edge touched the small bronze cauldron, Tianhan Juexian actually started to buzz.
It seems to be expressing some kind of resistance.
Now Zhou Yuan really became interested.
Tianhan Juexian was completely greedy when he followed Zhou Yuan in the past.
Anything that can be swallowed, such as the Asura knife next to him, can arouse his desire.
If it's something he doesn't like, he won't pay attention to it at all.
And this small tripod, although it was only made of bronze, made Tianhan Juexian resist.
"interesting!"
Zhou Yuan raised the corner of his mouth.
He pushed the sword's edge down violently.
Under his powerful force, Tianhan Juexian had no room to resist.
It's almost like cutting the small tripod!
When Jianfeng came into contact with the small bronze tripod, something surprising happened.
"Boom!"
There was a gap in the sword's edge.
Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded.
A very resentful emotion came from the Tianhan Juexian Sword Spirit.
It seemed like he was blaming Zhou Yuan, why should he hit an egg with an egg.
But how could Zhou Yuan imagine that Tianhan Juexian, who had always been unfavorable and had never met an opponent, would be knocked out by a small bronze cauldron?
There was a small opening of about one centimeter on the edge of the sword, which was scattered at Zhou Yuan's feet.
"No! There must be something wrong!"
Zhou Yuan shook his head and said.
Leng Wuji walked in with breakfast and saw Zhou Yuan sitting on the court muttering to himself in confusion.
They stopped at the same time.
"I'm afraid I've gone crazy."
Leng Wu looked at Zhou Yuan and the long sword in his hand warily.
"We'd better go out first to avoid being accidentally injured."
A night of trembling had already made them feel helpless.