Chapter 71: Zheng Tu

Zheng Lang, the second master and the others turned back to their previous despair and immediately became insanely ecstatic. The surrounding players didn't know whether to do it or not for a while.
This seems to be a super boss, can we play it?
"Ha, haha"
Zheng Lang looked mad and struggled to get up, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and brought the long knife in his hand to Zhao Shi: "Are you crazy, crazy?
Today, Lao Tzu will cut off your skin piece by piece. Then Lao Tzu wants you to kneel down and beg Lao Tzu to kill you. "
He raised the long knife and chopped down at Zhao Shi's left arm obliquely, instead of at Zhao Shi's head, because he was afraid that he could not help but kill Zhao Shi with a single knife.
Zhao Shi, who was watching the suspected cultivator appear thinking inside, frowned.
"Lang'er, stop, don't kill evil again."
A voice of pity and compassion came, and Zheng Lang, who was raising a knife to slash at Zhao Shi, was trapped by an invisible force. He struggled with all his strength, but it was of no use.
Zheng Lang asked with an aggrieved face: "Father, why don't you let me kill him?
He almost slaughtered our cottage, killed your son and yourself, do you know? "
The other bandits are also full of confusion. How can the master behave like a different person? If he had already come up and smashed the NPC according to his usual temper, how could he talk so easily?
Is it because the master broke through too quickly and was seriously injured?
A trace of panic appeared in the eyes of the second master Wu Lian, but he forced himself to suppress it.
At this moment, a huge pressure came from inside the house, crushing the surrounding players, and the leisurely voice continued: "Lang'er, since breaking through for his father and becoming a cultivator, I know that this immortal cannot kill at will. , Otherwise it will hinder the cultivation base.
I am waiting for immortal cultivators to pursue immortality, and most avoid killing and hurting immortal bodies. "
His voice has a hint of compassion: "You will also guard against arrogance and dryness in the future. Don't solve the problem by killing as often as you do now, otherwise it will greatly hinder your future immortal road."
The voice became severe: "Do you understand?"
"father!"
Zheng Lang showed a strong expression of unwillingness, but he was very in awe of his father, who had become a cultivator, and had to say bitterly: "Father, I know, I promise not to deal with him now."
"Oh, you are still too young to know anything." The voice was a little helpless.
A huge pressure fell on Zhao Shi in vain: "Little friend, I think you are talented and smart, are you willing to become my first disciple after coming out of the mountain?
My own child, I know, he must have run into the little friend first.
Don't worry, little friend, there will be nothing wrong with my little friend.
And for decades, maybe Immortal Dao is also expected. "
"It's just that the immortal is compassionate, and you will never want to kill like this in the future, can you understand?"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding bandits suddenly showed extreme envy, but they also had to admit that this evil star was already a base-building peak warrior at the age of sixteen. Not only did he be talented in Beiqiu County, but also in the county. A peerless genius who has never heard of it.
After becoming an immortal, it is normal for the master to move his heart to accept disciples.
Zheng Lang's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Father, no, I will never agree!"
If Zhao Shi becomes his father's disciple, he will never get revenge, and with Zhao Shi's talent, he is very likely to surpass him forever and become a true immortal.
The leisurely voice was not affected by Zheng Lang: "Is the little friend willing? I wait for the immortal cultivator to pay attention to fate. If the little friend disagrees, it doesn't hurt to go down the mountain by himself.
The people in Heifengzhai looked at Zhao Shi nervously, thinking that he must agree to it, and couldn't help showing a look of envy and jealousy.
"Did the guild leader trigger a plot task?" Some players were a little confused.
"Oh my god, why doesn't such a good thing talk about me? I also admire immortality."
"Maybe it has something to do with qualifications. The president was considered by the system to be the king of the 36th district, and he must have given the president a good qualification." Some people guessed.
"Ok?"
Zhao Shi, who has been staring at the voice and thinking about it, looked at the eyes of the people around him inexplicably: "What are you looking at me for? What did he just say?"
Everyone in Zheng Lang looked very angry. In their opinion, Zhao Shi did not respect the fairy.
The players babbled: "Guild Master, this super-order BOSS said that he wants to accept you as a disciple, and also asked if you would agree."
"Ha ha"
Zhao Shi seemed to have thought of something funny, his fingers flashed with scarlet internal force, forming a sword aura and throwing them at Zheng Lang at random. Sword Qi magnified in the air, forming a blood-red meniscus and shooting towards their heads.
Everyone around was stunned.
"you dare!"
The leisurely voice was furious, transformed into a boundless murderous, and suppressed Zhao Shi.
At the same time, an invisible force gathered with all its strength to try to stop Zhao Shi's sword aura.
Puff!
However, it is of no use. The ice cube can stop the wooden knife, but the red-hot iron blade can easily cut the ice cube.
Zhao Shi's sword aura is naturally not comparable to the arrows in the hands of the players. Accurately cut open the throats of Zheng Lang and others who still had anger on their faces.
"How could it be... Father... why didn't you save me..."
Zheng Lang covered his bloodless throat, and fell powerlessly, with an unbelievable look on his face, no longer the arrogant and cruel look before.
Isn't my father a fairy? How could I die?
"Niezha, are you going to enter the eighteenth hell?"
The voice inside the room furiously said, the surrounding pressure became heavier, flying sand and rocks, dead leaves dancing, and even some thunderous noises were made out of unknown place.
But people still didn't come out, and no spells were released.
Someone immediately saw the clue.
"...I'm speechless, it's actually a Xibei goods."
"Are the current NPCs so smart? I feel like I am mentally retarded."
"My pants are all taken off, will you show me this?"
Seeing this, the players burst into applause and felt that their IQ had been shamefully and greatly humiliated.
"Didi, you have entered the late stage of foundation building, your physique and strength have increased, and your spiritual consciousness has increased.
Zhao Shi's eyes lit up slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the red sword aura gushed out, blasting a big hole from the small house in front of him.
The wooden wall couldn't stop Zhao Shi's sword aura a little, and the second wooden wall also shattered, revealing a man with a beard inside and his face full of horror.
"This immortal will definitely drive you into the eighteenth hell..."
The majestic voice stopped abruptly, Zheng Tu reluctantly remained calm and said: "What are you doing? I'll give you one last chance. It's too late to stop."
"Only half of the internal power of the whole body is transformed into mana? And consciousness is born? What is this, half-step refining?"
Ignoring his roar, Zhao Shi swept his eyes and came to his own conclusion.
Suddenly he was full of disappointment, what is the use of him wanting a base-building peak warrior?
Looking at Zheng Tu, Zhao Shi whispered:
"The way of refining qi lies in refining qi. The key to entering qi refining from foundation building is to control the internal force and the power of qi and blood in the body, and use spiritual qi and internal force to temper all parts of the body to the state of the cultivator. The process of breaking through the foundation building period is just a process of sublimation."
"Your current situation is that the tempering of the body has not met the requirements, and the hardening of the bone marrow and the head is the result of forcible breakthroughs after most of the tempering is completed.
Although this type of forcible breakthrough will make it impossible to make progress in the future, it is also a powerful method. "
"Your breakthrough method has gone wrong, the correct method should be..."
Despite Zheng Tu's composure, Zhao Shi slowly exhaled some words.
Zheng Tu was originally inexplicable, but as Zhao Shi used plain words to explain the roads in the cultivation, his face could not help showing a daze, and the aura on his body slowly stabilized.