"I guess you were raised by Master Feiyu and have never met your mother!"
"Huh!"
"I guess you are about sixty-five years old now!"
"I'm only sixty-three!"
"I guess you are an extrovert and have at least eight to ten demon birds among your good friends!"
"Let me count... I seem to have nine, but after your cousin died, there were only eight!"
"I guess you should be good at using feather archery!"
"I have never performed this technique in front of you!"
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"I guess you only take a shower every few days, not once a day!"
"Oh, I hate it!"
Zhang Xuezhou was traveling with the demon bird Lingyu. He couldn't guess when the demon bird might return to its ancestral origins, but according to the memory of the demon bird, it was easy for him to deceive the other party.
After a lot of guessing and questioning, Lingyu felt that Zhang Xuezhou was an incredible magic demon, much more powerful than her father Feiyu.
She was led into the ditch by Zhang Xuezhou, and along the way she also revealed a lot of little secrets about the Holy Land of Evil Luo Chuan.
For example, what demon kings does her father Feiyu like to play with, and which demon kings are good at what kind of skills. From time to time, these demon kings go out in groups to do big jobs, and there is a gentleman who only comes out of the lake every six months to take a breather. Occasionally when the mood strikes, I go to Duzun Peak to relax...
These things are as commonplace as they seem to be of no use, but in the hands of a real fortune teller, this is enough information to lay out targeted measures.
After the Dingren Technique was performed, Zhang Xuezhou realized another benefit brought by the Dingren Technique.
This can easily cause the person being cast to trust themselves so much that they can give more detailed information.
"Master Dong seems to have said that in the past there was an evil sacrificial technique called soul searching..."
If the negative effects can be eliminated, there seems to be little difference between the soul-searching technique and the person-finding technique.
If the higher-ups use some excuse to target him, this may be enough to prevent Prime Minister Fuxi from even having a chance to argue. After all, ordinary people and ordinary monks have no different abilities.
"This technique is really inconvenient to perform!"
If he wanted to gain something in the Dingren technique, Zhang Xuezhou not only needed to improve this technique, but also how to release it normally so as not to be regarded as a group of evil monks.
As for the Han State, which undertook the establishment of the Qin Dynasty system, this school was severely attacked.
Zhang Xuezhou only felt that he had some abilities, but he didn't know how to develop this ability, and it was even harder for him to benefit from this ability.
This is not only true for the technique of fixing people, but also for the technique of fixing acupuncture points.
"No wonder Teacher Hongku has learned the Star Fixing Technique. This is the same technique he recommended to his senior brother. He can't recommend anything else!"
Many things were only realized after his own experience. Zhang Xuezhou previously thought that he had received an extremely extraordinary inheritance, but after thinking about many things, he only felt that the Xiangmen's inheritance was just like that.
As usual, this ability is not very convenient to use.
If it is not convenient to take it out, this is similar to the treatment of his nine evasive techniques.
"Why do I feel like I've been learning all the time, and all the skills I've learned are great, but there's nothing I can put into practice?"
Zhang Xuezhou worked hard for several years and learned a lot.
But whether it is the alchemy and formation techniques of the Yin Yang family, or the "Yunzhongshu", or the physiognomy inherited from Hong Ku, or the nine evasive techniques originated from the heaven, this even needs to be added to the Great Wilderness granted by Your Majesty. The Sutra of Creation, the "Grave Sutra" obtained by Wenying Pavilion, and the Nine-turn Aiki Technique, etc.
He has many abilities, but the only one he can use openly and honestly seems to be the fossil technique.
"Something's wrong!"
Zhang Xuezhou felt that he shouldn't have ended up like this after years of struggling.
He obviously learned the best abilities of various sects, but he couldn't find any techniques that he could use in normal games.
"I seem to have an ominous omen!"
The suspicious mentality brought about by physiognomy kept rolling in Zhang Xuezhou's heart. Even if he relied on psychology, it was difficult to completely calm down his distracting thoughts.
It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter and he stepped into the Holy Land of Evil Luo River half walking and half flying that Zhang Xuezhou changed his mind.
In the past, there was a leisurely scene of cows and sheep being seen in the wind and grass, but now it is already full of panic.
"That flying general has sneaked into our holy land!"
"The Tiger Power Demon King seems to have been beaten to death!"
"He was not completely beaten to death. The Luli Demon King is still saving him!"
"The Biyuan Demon Saint is dead after all!"
"He's been shot in the head, so he's definitely not going to survive!"
"The Heron Demon King was also killed!"
"Where's King Kong Yao?"
"I heard they were being hunted, but..."
In the palace area next to the center of the lake, hundreds of demon birds looked like half birds and half humans. Each one held a sword and a stick in his hand, constantly flapping his wings and flying around the holy land. There were also demon birds standing on some high places to watch and patrol.
If it were aimed at normal monks, their method would undoubtedly have great advantages.
But in the eyes of Li Guang, who is good at shooting, they become living targets when they fly.
If they don't fly up to inspect, patrol and kill, they can't do anything else.
Relying on the shield of hundreds of thousands of mountains, they have always been very free to play, but after the balance of offense and defense was broken, the Holy Land of Evil Luo Chuan was obviously panicked and difficult to cope with.
Not to mention these monsters, even Your Majesty is unwilling to come out at this time.
"The flying general is here!"
Perhaps it was Zhang Xuezhou and Ling Yu who entered the Holy Land from Shiwan Mountain and frightened some demons. Zhang Xuezhou only listened to a few swish and swish, and there was no trace of the flying patrol in the Holy Land.
"Chirp chirp chirp...I'm back!"
The brainless Ling Yu shouted lightly, and some harpies poked their heads out from the hidden part of the building. Some of the frightened harpies couldn't help but cursed a few times and then stopped abruptly.
Some demons can be beaten and killed, but some demons cannot even be scolded.
Even though Ling Yu is just an ordinary bird demon, the Fei Yu behind Ling Yu belongs to the strong man from the Holy Land.
"Lingyu, hurry up and hide, an evil god has come to our holy land!"
Youyao shouted, and then quickly retracted his head.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. My dad is going to find the leader of the Northern Legion. Chat, I will definitely peck him to death!"
Ling Yu replied, naturally the image of Yao He Fei Yu in her heart was glorious and omnipotent, regardless of whether the flying general or Li Guang would kneel down.
"Is the flying...general flying right under Ling Yu's body?"
The light in the early morning is not very bright, and some birds have poor vision when the light is dim.
Suddenly seeing Zhang Xuezhou walking on his legs below Ling Yu, some harpies could not help but misunderstood him while trembling.
This made the Holy Land, which had been a bit chaotic and full of soldiers, suddenly become silent.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, he is my black-haired cousin," Lingyu yelled, "My father still knows him!"
"Li Guang, don't bully the demon too much. If you can ambush you in the Holy Land of Xie Luo Chuan today, I will attack your Chang'an City tomorrow!"
Angry voices came from the bottom of the lake, and His Majesty's voice suddenly resounded throughout the Holy Land.
"Are you really with us?"
Your Majesty's angry roar did not come out of thin air, which shocked Zhang Xuezhou.
In the faint light of the early morning, he felt an arrow streak across the sky like a meteor, and then landed in the middle of the lake, causing rain to fill the sky.
"welcome!"
In the faint response, Li Guang seemed to be far away, yet seemed to be right next to him, making it difficult to determine his location.
It is precisely because it is difficult to determine the distance between Li Guang and this makes people feel indescribably fearful.
Obviously, in the mid- to long-distance game, Li Guang is indeed the king in this field. Even the emperor does not want to test whether the other party has the ability to snipe him.
(End of chapter)
