Wu Maxi guessed wrong, and the old liar came back that night with a heavy face.
Wu Maxi gritted her teeth and asked, "Mr. Zhou, how is your daughter?"
The old liar did not answer, but asked: "Are you two the people the Ross group is looking for outside?"
The old liar knew him very well, and Wu Ma Xi had no hope of being able to hide it from him, so she nodded and admitted, "That's not the problem, your daughter's problem is the main problem at the moment."
The old liar sighed and said: "I asked around today and found out that all four city gates were closed. The Huizhen Pavilion group who left the city two days ago were all robbed and killed outside the city. The situation in Xiqu City, what do you think?
What are you going to do?”
What Wu Ma Xi could do about the previous situation was to wait for Tai Yin to come back and said: "Wait."
The old liar said: "I will get drunk today if I have wine today. I brought back roast duck and fine wine, and the three of us will drink two cups."
Wu Maxi shook his head and said: "I don't dare to drink at this time. However, Ruyi and I happily accepted the roast duck." After that, he snatched the roast duck and brought it into the room. Don't expect the old liar to spit out one hundred thousand gold coins.
, as much as can be picked out now.
That night, under the dim light, the old liar was telling the story of his daughter's fate. According to him, his daughter met Prince Charming as soon as she left home, and the two lived a happy life.
One of the rules for liars is that the lie does not depend on whether it is too far-fetched or not, it only matters if someone believes it.
Ruyi was convinced by this story and was moved to tears.
Wu Maxi was very sad, and the clothes on his chest quickly became wet. What was even more sad was that in order to prevent Ruyi from being sad, he had to help the old liar cover up his lies, and he was so depressed that he almost suffered internal injuries.
Early the next morning, Wu Ma Xi spotted Feng Qingxu wandering around the street from the window. When Wu Ma Xi left the Yinshi Tea House yesterday, she rushed directly in this direction. Feng Qingxu should have
He searched in this direction, that is to say, he only had a general direction.
But now that he has appeared here, Wu Ma Xi must be absolutely careful when coming in and out from now on. If he can't go out, he will never go out. As for eating and drinking, he needs to be organized by the old liar. I originally thought that Xiqu City was very big.
, it was not easy for the two of them to bump into each other, but they didn’t expect that they would be so entangled by him that they would be so disgusting.
Wu Maxi did not think too much, and spent the whole day practicing and studying at home with Ruyi.
In addition to the four hours of practice every day, Wu Ma Xi has three main learning tasks. The first is the practice of artistic conception weaving, the second is the study of the principles of artistic conception, and the third is the study of Sui Feng Into the Night and Linghu.
Ruyi's current main task is to become familiar with the three talismans and acquire combat capabilities as soon as possible. Most of the academy cultivators belong to the theoretical school, and their fighting ability is a weakness, and Ruyi is the weakest of the weak. The situation in Xiqu City is not good.
If Taiping and Ruyi can have the ability to protect themselves, Wu Maxi will feel much more at ease.
The artistic conception weaving practice is still carried out meticulously, and the cone weaving time has once again achieved a breakthrough, reaching about 0.4 seconds. As long as we work harder, we are very hopeful that we can achieve instant weaving.
In the study of artistic conception theory, all progress is invisible and intangible, and there can be no quantitative progress standards, which makes boring learning even less motivational. But Wu Maxi’s study of theory is
It's almost like being hungry and thirsty. He knows very well that the influence of theory is subtle. Every bit of progress will make his understanding of artistic conception clearer and make it easier to analyze artistic conception. Therefore, his study of theory starts from
Don't slack off.
When it comes to studying the artistic conception of Sui Feng into the Night and the Spiritual Fox, the effect can be said to be immediate. After all, it is always easy to see progress when learning new artistic conceptions.
Following the wind into the night is Zi Ji's signature skill. In the Wanliu era, Zi Ji relied on this artistic conception to gain a reputation, and was evaluated as a ghost-like trace. However, he later encountered Tianxiang under the leadership of Jian Shuangcheng and was beaten.
It was extremely miserable, with more than 10,000 people suddenly reduced to 800, and they had to go into exile overseas.
This artistic conception has complete inheritance annotations. After Wu Maxi memorized the structure completely, he read the annotations and started weaving. The whole person seemed to be blurred, looming, and it was difficult to attract people's attention as long as he stood in a dark corner.
Note. There are still a few pulls in the artistic conception that have not yet been resolved, but the ability to hide in the wind and into the night has also begun to take shape.
However, the effect of this artistic conception was completely ignored by Ruyi. Her eyes could always find Wu Maxi immediately.
After two days of practice, the time for weaving this artistic conception has been compressed to less than 1.3 seconds, and it has some practical value at night.
He has also begun to learn another spirit fox artistic conception. According to the introduction, under the blessing of this artistic conception, the whole body is as agile as a fox. From the perspective of the mode of action, this artistic conception is relatively close to the shape-controlling artistic conception, but in terms of spiritual power,
Judging from the spectrum, this artistic conception is more suitable for witchcraft.
It's just that this artistic conception is much more complicated than "Following the Wind into the Night". Coupled with a series of strange structures, Wu Ma Xi is not sure how to weave it accurately yet, and is still in the stage of getting familiar with the structure.
During the two days of study, the two of them fell in love with each other, and their affection was boundless. But the damn old liar actually stayed at home carelessly, so that the love between the two of them was always lacking.
Retribution!
Wu Ma Xi often guessed that this should be the retribution for his shameless time in the Yanliu Pavilion between the two residents.
This kind of study only lasted for two days. In the evening two days later, the old liar brought back a message: Taiyin had returned to the city and had returned to Taizhai. But the situation seemed to be getting worse. There were vaguely a large number of people heading towards Taizhai.
Gathering, the area near Taiwan House has been cleared, which seems to indicate that the situation is about to develop in an uncontrollable direction.
Wu Maxi and Ruyi could no longer practice with peace of mind, so they planned to go to Taizhai to meet everyone in the evening.
Waiting patiently until nightfall, Ruyi couldn't wait any longer, so Wu Maxi went out with her and rushed towards the Taiwanese house. The atmosphere on the street seemed a little different, without the usual exaggerated and weird laughter of cultivators.
, this is a normal situation in other cities, but it seems a bit depressing in Xiqu City.
The lame Lu She sat on the street, played the piano, and sang: The moon is dark, the wind is surging, stop walking, and listen. The roar is like the wind passing by, and the sound is like the rushing rain hitting the forest. The spiritual tools are tightly held.
, step carefully, the thunder above your head is frightening, the electric light is pale, the jungle is like a hell, hundreds of ghosts are walking, the branches and leaves are brushing against the ears, it is impermanence that tightly hooks the soul...
This is the aria before the night battle in the famous song "Chasing the Bloodthirsty Iron-backed Dragon". It was sung by Lu She's trembling and urgent voice. It was as cautious as a hundred ghosts walking at night. The two passed by and Ruyi was frightened by the singing.
Shivering, she clutched Wuma Xi’s arm tightly.
At this time, there were no more checkpoints on the road, but the two of them still didn't dare to go too fast. After about half an hour, they approached the area of Tai Zhai. According to the old liar, the area had been cleared, and the two of them did not dare to go rashly.
Going deeper, I just patrolled all the way, and soon I discovered something unusual. There was a very fierce fighting sound in front.
The two walked more and more cautiously, sticking their heads out from the corner to observe. One of the parties in the battle was Feng Qingxu. At this time, he was besieged by eight cultivators of the other side, and there was a corpse lying on the ground. The fight between the two sides was extremely fierce.
, Feng Qingxu roared like a fighting beast, charged vertically and horizontally in the field, and punched like lightning. Every punch must hit the vital point, and his fighting style was extremely fierce.
Among the eight people on the other side, there are three witchcraft, three celestial phenomena and two shape control. They are all extremely skilled. From time to time, some artistic conceptions of the realm master stage are woven out. The eight people fight together with a tacit understanding, and there is a certain progress and retreat between them.
The attack continued continuously, trapping Feng Qingxu tightly in the middle.
Wu Maxi didn't feel happy when she saw Feng Qingxu being besieged. These people dared to kill Feng Qingxu not far from Taiyin's residence, which meant that they were ready to fall out with Taiyin.
He may have been prepared to kill Tai Yin.
The situation in Fengqingxu's field is quite unfavorable. The eight opponents have different styles, some are violent, some are weird, some are gentle and entangled, or some are as fierce as a city. Although Fengqingxu's style of play is bloody and violent, left
However, his superb cultivation and brutal fighting spirit made the siege by those people extremely difficult.
"Ouch!" It was Feng Qingxu's gray wolf that burst into flames.
According to unofficial records, there was once a master who controlled the shape. When a wolf burst out, a wolf howled in his ears. Wu Maxi had never believed this statement, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but be moved. This one by Feng Qingxu
The Wolf Rises is really like a bloodthirsty wolf. Wu Maxi recalled what Du Chongshan said and understood that this should be the power of Jing Yin, otherwise with the structure of the Wolf Rises, there would be no such thing anyway
Effect.
Feng Qingxu transformed into a wolf and rushed toward a Celestial Phantasm Realm cultivator, making a roaring sound. The two Celestial Phantasms next to him immediately rushed left and right to intercept, and the Celestial Phantasm also laid down a huge shadow of a city wall in front of him. Feng Qingxu
With both feet on the city wall, his whole body suddenly swooped towards a witchcraft realm outside the battle circle.
The two sides fought for a long time, and the eight people were well prepared for his change of direction. The body on the right was like a pendulum, entangled tightly, and the three boundary-breaking spells of the witchcraft put pressure on Feng Qingxu from multiple directions.
Feng Qingxu's figure suddenly fell to the ground. Under the blessing of the wheel-traveling artistic conception, his whole body rolled like a wheel. He quickly avoided the siege of several artistic conceptions, rolled to the front of the figure, and kicked the opponent's crotch with his upward-facing foot.
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This change was sudden and violent. If the kick was real, this Shape Controller would no longer have to be a man in this life.
The figure bounced up, bent its knees, and rotated like a windmill. Its two legs were continuously wrapped around Feng Qingxu's thighs, like layers of fishing nets.
Feng Qing and Xu Yizhi suddenly turned around. In an instant, he was like a battering ram. His feet were as strong as a hammer. There were layers of conflicts blocking the upward attack. The three legs of both sides were intertwined and collided. The trouser legs were ground into powder in an instant, and then the skin on the legs was crushed.
Blood spilled out.
The shape-controlling tiger roared, pushed down his palms, and forcefully collided with the opponent's overbearing and ferocious feet. The palms without the blessing of artistic conception seemed extremely weak. The force was transmitted from the roots of the palms and passed through the entire arm in an instant.
The two shoulder joints were immediately dislocated, and the body flipped up using the force, finally escaping the sinister and overbearing move that cut off his legs.
Feng Qingxu succeeded with a kick, but thunderclouds were rolling above his head, and several boundary-breaking spells were coming towards him. He immediately rolled to the left, and a city wall suddenly appeared in front of him. Feng Qingxu had expected it, and his figure was like
The knife was like a saw, cutting in forcefully, and with continuous digging, the city wall was forcibly penetrated.
As soon as he passed through the city wall, he immediately saw a broad sword slashing towards him. It was as powerful as a landslide, and the broken city wall behind him was also taking advantage of the momentum to press forward. Feng Qingxu had no way to retreat, and it was too late to weave his artistic conception.
With experience in fighting, his body was as soft as cotton wool, and he was sent flying to the right along with the force of the sword, landing four to five meters away.
This collision made Feng Qingxu's whole body feel as if it had been shattered. He didn't dare to let the other party see it. He immediately bounced off the ground, and the green wolf jumped up and pounced on the wizard next to him. The wizard quickly retreated, weaving a spiritual web to block the artistic conception.