Porter of Two Worlds

Night fell and the stars were shining.

There is no such thing as the Big Dipper and the so-called Tianma Liu constellation. In short, Aspen does not know how the world plans the stars in the sky.

A vacant lot more than a thousand meters away from the hot and cold spring is in full swing.

Huge trees were cut down, split into planks, and assembled wooden houses.

Bai Yang's guarding skills are really good. After practicing martial arts, the use of strength and skills is beyond the imagination of earth people.

A wooden tree cracked into planks, and then smashed it into a groove to connect it with a tight seam, and a small wooden house was formed in a few seconds.

"Hungry to cut the grass, this meow is a golden silk tree, and it is a golden tree of two or three meters in diameter. It just made a temporary wooden house? Funny me ..."

Came to the 'site' and saw the wood poplar on the ground staring.

"Master, this kind of wood is very common. We use this kind of firewood to make fires. When we make a wooden house, it is beautiful and insect-proof." The kitten blinked beside Bai Yang.

Well, Aspen is speechless.

Earth people, did you see that the wood that is more expensive than gold is just firewood here? The room where the buddies lived for one night was made of golden cypress wood. The ancient emperors did not do this!

Entering a well-built wooden house, Poplar disappeared for a moment, then went out to find the tiger and said, "You all know what's inside the house, bury me inside our camp, right, make a wooden board upright and write ... "

Hu Zi Ma Liu nodded and said: "Good master, there is a problem"

"Don't learn to talk to me" Bai Yang stomped on Hu Zi's ass.

This guy is not ashamed but proud. He went to do as Poplar arranged.

More than a dozen boxes of mines came out and quietly dug a pit in the camp to bury it. If anyone touched it in the middle of the night, hum ...

Idlers are free to enter, deserve it?

Not far away, a group of people peered at the wooden boards erected outside their camp.

"Good breath!" Someone said with a deep voice.

These are a bunch of lawless young talents. How can they not be angry when they see such warning words.

"Don't underestimate that person, have you forgotten Hua Changrong?" Ye Shanghan turned and shook his head.

After hearing this sentence, everyone's gaze was fixed. Although they did not see how Hua Changrong died, the fact that they died in ashes made them extremely jealous.

Zuo Dao came to Yu Feifeng and said, "Miss Yu, it looks like we are going to spend the night here, and we will arrange the camp."

"Trouble you, Uncle Zuo, rest assured, I have a sense, here is the depths of the Mihe Forest, I will not run around" Yu Feifeng nodded.

After Zuo Dao arranged the camping, Yu Feifeng looked at the poplar's camp and secretly gritted his teeth.

I'm the legendary flower picker, I want some of the girls around you, hum, I'm furious! I'll turn you around in the middle of the night ...

But now, in a hurry, turning around, Yu Feifeng walked towards the hot and cold spring.

"Sister Feifeng is careful, there is a very dangerous feeling in that place. If you want to pass, I will protect you," said Ye Shanghan, who was in a golden robe, and came to Yufeifeng.

"Man, you must have a strong physique, so that you can better protect the favorite woman, sister Feifeng, let me protect you," Hu Tu said.

She also took a look at Ye Shanghan, which meant that your little body was sissy at all.

Ye Shanghan glanced at Hu Tu and smiled indifferently.

"I would also like to see what is evil in this place"

Others don't want to give up the opportunity to be around Yu Feifeng.

As a result, a group of younger brothers dispatched, embracing Yu Feifeng toward the hot and cold spring.

Walking and walking, a group of people raised their eyebrows and looked stunned.

They saw Shan Qiulin on the cold and hot spring side.

He was wearing the poorest quality linen, with a black cloth **** his eyes (in fact, Poplar wanted to get him a pair of sunglasses, but he is not rare), his body stood in a weird posture, with a wooden sword and a sword in his side There are worm eyes ...

Everyone peeped at each other and made eye contact, and in a few glances, Shan Qiulin looked through.

There is no blood flow in the body, and it seems that it is a martial arts person, but at most it is a martial arts level, and the arm is blind. This is simply a disabled person.

But it is such a person, but it gives a bunch of young talents a strange feeling.

Shan Qiulin was so simple to stand there, like a sleeping beast of flood and wildness, and he would hurt people at any time, just like a big mountain.

But again, he was still him, very ordinary, like a stone by the roadside, inconspicuous.

"This man is weird," someone squinted.

Looking at each other, a group of people are interested. Anyway, they have to go to the hot and cold springs and look over.

They came about ten meters away from Shan Qiulin, but Shan Qiulin still kept his movements as if he hadn't found them.

"Using a wooden sword, there are actually bug eyes, is he funny?" Gu Qifeng saw the wooden sword beside Shan Qiulin scornfully.

However, no one spoke, watching Dan Qiulin's gaze became heavy.

Thunder Recipe!

These four words that should have been ridiculed appeared at this time in their hearts.

The Secret of Thunder can almost be said that those who practice martial arts know that they are no stranger to the state of cultivation, and Shan Qiulin's posture at this time is clearly the practice of the Secret of Thunder.

This is not surprising. Individuals want to build the Thunder Secret, but no one has done it for countless years.

However, at this time, Shan Qiulin's state is clearly a successful cultivation!

His breathing rhythm was like thunder, there was a crackling sound of electric current in his body, blood rushed, his muscles undulated, and he was clearly strengthening himself.

"This is impossible!" Someone exclaimed.

If Shan Qiulin really cultivates into the Thunder's Secret, this will be a big event, enough to shock the world.

"Brother Fang, what do you think?" Ye Shanghan glanced at Fang Chen.

At this time, the young talents have their eyes brightened, if they can get a way to practice the Secret of Thunder ...!

"I can't be sure, maybe it's just like it, after all, the Secret of the Thunder hasn't been trained so far," Fang Yan frowned slightly.

The crowd was silent, and Shan Qiulin ignored those who were watching him.

In the crowd, the cold mirror that was out of touch with people took a look at Shan Qiulin, but did not express anything, went straight to the hot and cold spring and looked around.

Yu Feifeng paused, looked at Shan Qiulin, and looked at the direction of Baiyang's camp. She swayed her lips and made a mystery, and ignored Shan Qiulin and walked towards the cold hot spring.

"Foolish ghost, what do you think?" Gu Qifeng raised an eyebrow at Hu Tu.

"I see with my eyes" Hu Tu pouted.

Squeaked, footsteps sounded, a middle-aged man in black stepping on ice crystals to Shan Qiulin.

This middle-aged man is the guard of one of a group of sons and brothers. He was instructed to try out Shan Qiulin.

But when he was five meters away from Shan Qiulin, Shan Qiulin said, "Please go away, don't disturb me, thank you."

The middle-aged man in black paused and turned to look at his owner.

It was a young man wearing a yellow robe, very inconspicuous in the crowd, nodded insignificantly to signal the guard to continue.

"Itching for a while, how about studying?" Said the middle-aged man in black, turning to look at Shan Qiulin.

He is a martial arts monk on the third floor of the samurai realm. Shan Qiulin is just a warrior. He would not do such a shameful thing if he was not instructed by his master.

"Wait for ten breaths," Shan Qiulin said calmly, but did not refuse.

The middle-aged man in black nodded, the others squinted and waited.

What can you do in ten breaths?

Shan Qiulin took out a bottle from his arms, and swallowed all the qi from the inside, and then maintained his cultivation posture again.

Crackling ...

He breathed in and out, as if it was sulking. Of course, this kind of sound was not noticed at all. At the same time, his bones and bones were screaming at the same time, like lightning crackling, blood flowing, muscles shaking.

After ten breaths, Shan Qiulin exhaled a long breath.

The fog was thick around him, and he spit out tens of meters away in one breath. The fog surge could be seen.

puff……

The ground shook under his feet, and the surrounding ice crystallized into powder.

The Secret of Thunder, The Great Chapter of the Warrior Realm Casting Body, The Limit of the Human Body, 100,000 Pounds of Power Has Become!

With the peculiar environment of the hot and cold springs, Shan Qiulin made a breakthrough without any earth-shattering vision, but Shan Qiulin could feel the terrifying power contained in his seemingly weak body!

"You want to learn from me?" Shan Qiulin, who received the credit, asked calmly in the direction of the middle-aged man in black.

The opponent held a short spear. Although he knew that Shan Qiulin could not see it, he still nodded: "Please enlighten me."

"You will die, do not regret it?" Shan Qiulin's voice remained calm.

Others frowned. Although they thought it was funny, you warrior told a warrior that he would die. Is it funny? I don't know why, they just can't laugh.

The middle-aged man in black looked at his master again, and after receiving the other's nod and approval, he looked at Shan Qiulin and said, "Please"

As he spoke, he raised a short silver spear.

Shan Qiulin slowly groped, grabbed the hilt of the wooden sword around him, and casually raised it in his hand and said lightly, "Go ahead, or you won't have a chance."

"Humph!"

Ignored by a small warrior several times, the middle-aged man in black was angry, snorted, and rushed to Shan Qiulin in a flash of lightning. The short spear in his hand was like a serpent fang, quickly and harshly, and screamed through the air. .

He didn't use his energy to deal with a warrior, he didn't need it at all, just give him some lessons.

Shan Qiulin tilted his head slightly, as if listening, then, leaning slightly sideways, the wooden sword with worm eyes in his hand swept across at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is he funny?

People are surprised ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It's too slow.

What other people think of the middle-aged man in black doesn't know, but at this moment he is facing this sword of Shan Qiulin, his eyes are drunk, and the whole soul is shaking, it is a feeling of one glance and one life.

Uh ...

He and Shan Qiulin crossed each other, walked a few meters, and murmured: "Beautiful ... sword"

puff……

Blood spewed, the silver short spear in his hand, and the entire body were torn into two sections by Shan Qiulin's wooden sword.

Passed through, the body fell to the ground, and blood stained the surrounding ice crystals.

"If life only meets for the first time, only one glance is the attachment of a lifetime. If life can be fixed at the moment of the first encounter, how wonderful it is ..." Shan Qiulin gently stroked the blood-stained wooden sword softly ... To be continued.).

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