The chess and card room that was originally bustling with people was empty, Aunt Li, who was fat and always smiling in the grocery store, was not there, and all the packages in the express supermarket were opened.
The turmoil finally changed the neighborhood.
And this is just the beginning.
It's still a lucky start.
In the city center, the burning fire turned half of the sky red. At the castle, the deafening sound of gunfire could be heard clearly even here. All this hustle and bustle, set off by the tranquility of this here and now, is more precious than gold!
Turn around the corner, 30 meters to the right, next to "Lao Wang's Butcher Shop", is your own "Xiao Zhou Dumpling Shop"
Zhou Xing's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The door of the butcher shop was wide open, and all the pork on the stall was eaten, leaving only scraps.
The door of my own dumpling shop was broken into several pieces.
Zhou Xing's heart sank.
But the funny thing is that they, who also yearned for the legendary general, have now embarked on completely different paths.
Back to the present, when White Tiger Lingdong was mentioned, both of them looked at Zhou Xing in unison, wondering whether he was the main cause of the upcoming bloody battle between Shura that would trigger White Tiger Lingdong's vision.
Among the three people present, only Zhou Xing on the hilltop opposite might have the personality to trigger such a law of cause and effect, but Hei Lang couldn't be sure. He couldn't see clearly to what extent Zhou Xing's realm had reached, and whether he had truly returned to his previous state. Cultivation level is still in the state after falling.
Zhou Xing knew in his heart that this was his opportunity, so he no longer hesitated, stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying:
"I want to know which day and hour of the next three months I will have the best luck."
Hearing this, the white-bearded old man smiled and said: "It's good to be ugly on May 26th."
After saying that, the white-bearded old man turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.
As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it comes.
Before Zhou Xing could recover, the opponent disappeared.
He took a few quick steps.
A corpse was lying on the threshold of his house, with half of his body missing. The wound was smooth, and you could tell at a glance that it was caused by a strange animal.
This body is...
Lao Wang next door!
A strong emotion came out of my heart, and the original hesitation, entanglement, hesitation, at a loss, and inability to face it all disappeared at this moment.
Zhou Xing shouted involuntarily: "Dad, Dad."
No one responded!
Zhou Xing's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
But one thing he can be sure of is that since ancient times, there have never been any sporadic rumors of a fallen celestial monk being defeated by an extraordinary monk, which shows that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Even if he falls into the realm, he is still a powerful person who has set foot in the realm of heaven and man. The qualitative changes in his flesh, blood, roots and bones will not change. His vision, awareness and attack methods are also far superior to those of extraordinary monks. These alone are enough. Easily handle any extraordinary monk.
Perhaps only a true heavenly cultivator can discern what level Zhou Xing is currently in. Anyway, Hei Lang and Ye Kong looked at him as if he were watching flowers in a fog, blurry and unclear, making it difficult to see the true nature of his strength and cultivation.
"Is May 26th ugly? I remember it."
Zhou Xing silently recorded this time.
When that day comes, he plans to add a mutation to himself in some aspect, and it will definitely be a benign mutation.
Zhou Xing seems to have found the correct way to open the golden finger.
However, divination is a thing.
Zhou Xing didn't understand very well.
But in the future, Zhou Xing will pay attention to this news.
Zhoujiacun is still too small.
It restricted Zhou Xing’s growth.
With a golden finger, he is destined to jump out of the pond in Zhoujiacun and see the wider world.
The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the store door and sprinkled on the ground, casting a colorful ball of light.
Normally at this time, the "dad" would be lying on the old rocking chair, listening to the old songs on the CD player, enjoying the rare leisure time in the day.
Opening a dumpling shop is hard work. I have to get up at 3 o'clock in the morning to make and make noodles. At 4 o'clock, I went to buy pork and chop it into fillings. Start rolling out dough and making dumplings at 5 o'clock. Steamed Dumplings opens for business at 6 o'clock.
So at this time, you must not disturb his leisure, otherwise the man will just pick up the rolling pin and hit him.
The original owner cried a lot because of this when he was a child.
But now, the rocking chair is rocking there leisurely, but there is no such desolate middle-aged man on it.
Zhou Xing stood there blankly, feeling that his heart was chilling and his body was twitching.
Of course!
At this time, Zhou Xing had already ignored the two of them. Although he firmly believed that Lu Yun's cultivation strength was far superior to that of Yang Xie, he still had the moment of lightning to activate the body-protecting streamer to rush out.
Once his true speed was activated, which was many times higher than the speed of sound, he rushed to the abyss-like chasm almost instantly.
"Xiaoyang!" After all, Zhou Xing is not a cold-blooded secluded person. There is still a soft spot in his heart that cannot be touched. Faced with the safety of this childhood friend, he changed his calm and calm style in the past and said anxiously. Call out Lu Yun's name.
When Yang Xie saw Zhou Xing rushing towards him, he didn't panic and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
The setting sun is like blood, and the twilight is all around.
When we came back from Shiwanda Mountain, it was almost dark.
Zhou Xing looked at the brightly lit house and felt a little more emotional.
During the day, everyone was still in danger, but at night they slept soundly.
It is said that it is a big heart, but in fact it is just the helplessness of the people at the bottom.
"Xiao Xing, you're back. We originally wanted to hold a celebration banquet for you, but we couldn't find you, so we had to give up."
Village chief Zhou Tong stood at the entrance to the village and said hello with a smile.
Zhou Xing had already seen the village chief here.
I originally thought that they were two different souls after all, he was him and I was myself.
However, Zhou Xing had to admit that after accepting everything in the other person's memory, he actually also accepted the other person's emotions as a "human".
Those emotions are hidden in the depths of those memories, and emerge uncontrollably after touching the scene. Let yourself at this moment become that "him"
"Dad, dad." Zhou Xing shouted, and he searched every place in the house.
But no, none.
Zhou Xing was going crazy with anxiety.
Although that dad is fierce and brutal, and brutally exploits his poor labor force from morning to night, but no matter what...
He is his only relative in this world!
But now, he is missing, and is even very likely to be eaten by strange beasts.
How could Zhou Xing not be anxious?
Tonight, he won his first battle and killed such a strong opponent. This made him frivolous and his spirit reached the extreme. He hung high in the air, stepping on the shocking spiritual treasure. He casually faded away the magic weapon that symbolized darkness and The dirty gray iron-colored cloak was thrown away without looking at it, and the snow-white armor was exposed, whistling and dancing with the cold wind in the north of the desert. It made him appear to be flying and becoming feathers, just like some ancient swords that banished immortals. He is free and happy, wielding a sword across thousands of miles, untainted by the dust of worldly fireworks.
He spoke proudly and mocked Zhou Xingdao: "Ha... I never thought that you, who used to be as immovable as a mountain, would be so sincere. Just for a woman, I rushed towards you in such a hurry. I thought you were as bright as a star in the sky. Now when I look at it, I see it is no different from ordinary people."
But Zhou Xing ignored him, and just urged to use his spiritual power to form mental fluctuations and send them out to fully detect and capture the signs of life in this thousands-mile chasm.
So, he stepped forward, waved his hand and said:
"There is no need for a celebration party. As a member of Zhoujia Village, these are what I should do."
"He's a good boy."
The village chief sighed with emotion.
Then, Zhou Xing exchanged a few words with the village chief and returned home.
As for the black antelope, Zhou Xing built a temporary tent for him, forcing it to live there temporarily.
What happened today touched him greatly.
Wind evil, undead, demon soldiers, and divination were all things he had never seen before.
"Calm down and search carefully to see if there are any clues." Lieutenant Colonel He Hui consoled him.
Zhou Xing forced down the panic in his heart.
He quickly found the clue.
Bad news, there are traces of strange animals lingering in the house. Zhou Xing found a few strands of silver-white fur and a few drops of light yellow saliva.
The good news is that my father did not die at the claws of the alien beast. The back door was open, and there was one of his shoes not far from the door.
Zhou Xing immediately chased after him.
"Four o'clock direction." Lieutenant Colonel He Hui called.
There was a faint noise there.
The sound is getting clearer and clearer.
It was my father's hoarse shout: "Come on, beast, I'm not afraid of you. My son is a member of the Violent Tiger Legion. He will come back with a group of psychic warriors, chop you into pieces, and make you into bacon under the eaves. Come on. Oh beast, come and eat me!”
When Yang Xie saw that Zhou Xing was ignoring him, an unknown fire suddenly shot out, and a cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes, and he said: "It's useless! My shocking sword will destroy everyone in the world, your woman Dead!"
Hearing this, Zhou Xing's face showed a cold expression, and the anger flowing silently like lava in his eyes was now in full force, like a volcano erupting and the sea creating waves.
The murderous aura that was originally hidden deep in the sea of the heart, like wind and rolling clouds, roaring mountains and tsunami, surged out overwhelmingly at this moment.
In an instant, Yang Xie felt chills all over his body, as if he had been struck by thunder and lightning!
God knows what else is dangerous in this world.
Therefore, Zhou Xing became even more urgent about improving his strength.
But because he had just opened up his upper dantian, his strength was temporarily on the rise.
As for future plans, Zhou Xing would like to gain more experience before talking about it.
So, Zhou Xing took out the immortal cultivation diary he got from the man in black robe and looked through it a few times.
Last time I only glanced at it briefly without looking in detail, so many details were not clear.
So, this time.
Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Xing wanted to cry at this moment.
Not just because dad is still alive. It's also because that down-and-out middle-aged man who is wretched, cowardly, and just a quarrel in his memory is actually a brave and persevering unknown hero!
It turns out that what is hidden behind the disgust and contempt is actually the love of a strict father!
Father's love is like a mountain!
Dad, today, I understand you!
Dad, here I come!
Zhou Xing let out a roar, lowered his head, ignored it, and forced it away.
He broke through the wall in front of him and rushed straight from the front door to the back door.
He burst out of the hole.
He was about to yell, "Beast, let my dad go."
For a moment, a strong desire to escape flashed through his instinct! This is a direct prediction of fatal danger by an extraordinary monk. It is similar to the abnormal signs of animals before a natural disaster, but it is more accurate and stronger. Once an extraordinary monk gives such a dangerous warning, there will be an immediate danger!
I saw Zhou Xingning's sword turned into a finger, and with a casual sweep, a dazzling sword light that was as bright as a shooting star swept across!
There seems to be nothing unusual about Zhou Xing's sword-condensing movements. They are very simple and unsophisticated. They are just doing whatever he wants, but the power of the sword light displayed is completely different!
Zhou Xing plans to study this immortal cultivation diary in detail.
It’s better to make plans for your future in advance.
At night, under the oil lamp.
The sound of flipping books sounded.
Zhou Xing studied this book carefully, and he was surprised by the various experiences in it.
Among them, a description about breaking through the Qi Gathering Realm attracted him.
He froze in place.
In front of him, there was indeed a giant wolf.
In front of the giant wolf, a man was lying on the ground.
No, the man is not lying on the ground, he is kneeling on the ground.
He knelt on the ground and wailed: "I was wrong, Grandpa Wolf, grandson, I was just joking. Don't eat me, my meat is woody, smelly, and not delicious. You want to eat the guy behind me, He is white and fat, and his meat is absolutely delicious."
Zhou Xing...
He shouted in disbelief: "Dad!"
Hearing this familiar voice, the man raised his head suddenly, blinked, and suddenly jumped up. He covered his eyes with his hands, got up and ran like crazy, shouting as he ran, "You didn't see anything, I didn't do anything."
Zhou Xing...
I regret it so much, really!
In an instant, Yang Xie was locked on that sword light. A monk at his level was completely unable to dodge or deal with it!
No! It's not that he can't dodge and deal with it, but that sword light is too fast! He didn't even have time to wield a shocking sword to compete with it!
No! Regardless of the speed or strength of this sword light, even if he was able to strike first and succeed, it would be meaningless. It would still be destroyed to pieces!
This is the current gap between him and Zhou Xing!
The difference is like clouds and mud!
According to "Destiny Jue", if a monk wants to break through from the Dantian realm to the Qi gathering realm, he must first condense his spiritual roots.
In this world, the better the qualifications for cultivating immortals, the better the quality of the spiritual roots.
But "Destiny Jue" does not say that monks can use external objects to assist when they break through the Qi Gathering Realm from the Dantian Realm.
This brings the quality of the spiritual root to a higher level.
The black-robed man's immortal cultivation diary records this kind of foreign object, called Life Soul Grass, which has the effect of changing fate against the will of heaven.
He should first shout "Dad, I'm coming", and then wait for his father to put on a heroic posture before kicking in the door.
That way, you wouldn’t have seen this eye-catching scene that makes you sick and hate the iron!
As for whether dad will be eaten by a giant wolf in the process...
I don't care!
The giant wolf was angry when his meal was interrupted. It looked back, grinning, and its eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Zhou Xing was even more angry and furious.
The father's shame is the son's shame!
This beast is too humiliating!
In his anger, Zhou Xing completely forgot about the horror of the strange beast. He drew his sword, turned sideways, and slashed.
The movements are extremely smooth and natural.
How ridiculous! He thought that getting his hands dirty and practicing hard like a mule would be enough to destroy the star that used to weigh on all young people. Little did he know that his patience and determination to endure hardship like a mule would not be the same among real genius monks. It's not worth mentioning that although they are amazing and talented, they all have perfected themselves to the extreme both internally and externally.
