Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 16 The Triple Moves to Guangda Street

After punching and kicking, Zhang Mazi must have been injured, and the injury was not serious.

But Feng Ping also had a sense of proportion, no matter how hard he punched and how hard he used, he avoided his vital points everywhere.

After beating Zhang Mazi, Feng Ping shook his sore fist, turned around and went into the back room.

"Don't tell me, beating people is also physical work."

Joking in his heart, he took out another "Twelve Methods of Qi Refining" from under the bed and threw it on the bed.

Originally, Feng Ping had no such idea.

But while beating Zhang Mazi, he faintly sensed something was wrong.

So it was only then that he thought about making a move.

As for whether it works or not, then do your best and obey the destiny!
Feng Ping took out the remaining half bottle of poison and sprinkled it on the exercise book, and then spread out the jacket he wore yesterday on the bed.

After doing all this, he walked out of the house.

"Remember to set off at Haishi, and don't go into the back room, don't rely on me if you die."

He clapped his hands, and walked out of this small shop that had not been named yet after buying it for only three days.

After seeing Feng Ping leave, two drops of hot tears flashed across Zhang Mazi's eyes.

"I'm messing with someone!"

If Zhang Mazi was given another chance, he wouldn't even want to kill him!

"No, if I don't look for him, wouldn't I really die?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Mazi became even more sad.

The winter nights in the north are very difficult.

Feng Ping ran in the direction of Caishikou against the fierce cold wind.

On this day and at this point, even the watchmen will not hang around outside. If they are not careful, they will get a cold or something.

In order to keep warm, Feng Ping deliberately switched the spiritual root in the sea of ​​air to the fire attribute.

Long before Zhang Mazi and the others entered the house, he discovered this surprising thing!

His realm has nothing to do with the spiritual root attributes simulated by Qi Hai!
In other words, as long as Feng Ping, who is at the first level of Qi Refining, can imitate the traits of bugs, then he is in the realm of corresponding attributes!

Switching to the wood spirit root is the first level of Qi refining with the wood spirit root, and switching to the fire spirit root is the first level of Qi refining with the fire attribute.

No matter what kind of spiritual root, he only needs to practice once, and there is no need to practice repeatedly!

Switching to Huo Linggen, Feng Ping obviously felt a bit of warmth, which also made him quicken his pace.

……

Zhao's firm.

"Wu Daoist, look..." Zhao Laosan looked at the kind-hearted Taoist in front of him, and asked cautiously.

He has dealt with Mingle Palace for many years, so he naturally understands how the Xian family handles things. The Daoist Wu Yongfeng in front of him, although he is harmless to humans and animals, he doesn't even blink when he kills people!
The Zhao family was able to take over the tobacco business controlled by Mingle Palace, but also stepped on the corpses of countless people!
And almost all of these people died at the hands of Wu Yongfeng!
"I'll give you three days. If you can't find that batch of goods within three days, you can either put the money on it, or..."

Daoist Wu deliberately concealed the next words.

But the sudden drop in temperature in the living room couldn't conceal the other party's killing intent.

How did Zhao Laosan not know?

Zhao Yunlong stood respectfully to the side, totally lost the contempt of the dragon and phoenix just now.

He is going to enter Mingle Palace!

The person in front of you can't offend him!
"Yes... yes, Daoist Wu, don't worry, I will find it within three days!"

As soon as Zhao Laosan finished the guarantee ticket, there was a rush of voices outside the house.

Boom!Boom!thump...

Accompanied by a shot of ice arrows, the third knock on the door stopped abruptly.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, do your people understand the rules?"

The blood at the door seeped into the house, Zhao Laosan was so frightened that he lost his mind.

He gritted his teeth and replied with difficulty: "Yes... yes, you taught me the right thing."

"Is that Zhao Yunlong?"

Daoist Wu turned his head to look at the second son of Zhao Laosan.

"Daoist, junior Yunlong pays respects to the real person."

As he said that, Zhao Yunlong knelt down on one knee, and respectfully performed the junior salute.

"Not bad, not bad, he is a good seedling. He has entered Mingle Palace and joined my master's lineage."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Laosan, who had almost stopped in his heart just now, immediately beamed with joy!

If his son enters the Mingle Palace, his status will naturally rise!

"Thank you Daoist!" Zhao Yunlong suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, changed from one knee to two knees, and bowed three times in a row!
"Go and see that short-sighted servant, why did he break in?"

"As ordered!"

After receiving orders from Daoist Wu Yongfeng, Zhao Yunlong got up and walked outside.

Pushing open the door, a servant in coarse linen was lying on the ground, his left hand was covering his bleeding chest, and his right hand was holding a yellowish note.

He kept making loud noises from his mouth.

If there is no more bleeding, this person will undoubtedly die!
But, who dares to save?

Zhao Yunlong took the note in the opponent's hand without opening it, and went straight back into the house.

boom!
Zhao Laosan trotted to the door and closed the door, for fear that the Taoist priest would be displeased when he saw the dead man.

"What?"

"Reporting to the real man, a letter." Zhao Yunlong stepped forward, holding the letter in both hands, bent down and bowed his head to offer it.

Wu Yongfeng took the letter and opened it.

Crooked, can't bear to look straight!
"What kind of bullshit!"

However, when he read the contents of the letter, the temperature in the originally cold room dropped a little bit!
Zhao Laosan and Zhao Yunlong couldn't help but began to tremble.

But no one dared to ask about the contents of the letter!
"Okay! What a plan! You actually want to hunt people from my Mingle Palace!"

"In that case, the Taoist priest will play with you!"

The same is the crystallization, Wu Yongfeng's orthodox teacher, his ability is definitely not comparable to those crooked people.

……

Deng Xiange.

As Haishi approached, Chen Boya, who was supposed to be asleep, sat in the hall, sipping tea quietly.

Suddenly, the young man who had rushed to the house all night flew over.

"How?" Chen Boya took a sip and said.

"Found it! Feng Ping, on the second day of the first lunar month, he registered as a Fucheng citizen at his household. This person owns a shop at the east end of Chengxi Guang Street, which has not yet opened."

The young Taoist knelt on one knee and replied.

"In that case, then you should go there yourself and bring that person!" Chen Boya ordered with a wave of her slender finger.

"As ordered."

Just as the young Taoist was about to turn around, Chen Boya suddenly stopped him.

"Long night without sleep, it's better to play a game, you can guard in the pavilion."

After finishing speaking, he pointed his toes and flew in the direction of Guangda Street.

……

Seeing that Haishi is over.

Zhang Mazi endured the pain and left the shop.

I stumbled all the way back home, and as soon as I entered the yard, I called weakly:

"Really...real person!"

Yao Qige was already in bed, but when he heard the movement outside the door, he still flew out with his clothes.

"What's the matter? Why did you come back?"

"Subordinate... this subordinate should...damn it. That Feng Ping was really good at punching and kicking. He injured me just now and said that he wanted to swallow that batch of goods. I'm not his opponent. I was beaten like this..." Speaking of this, Zhang Mazi was filled with grief and indignation, with runny nose and tears.

He doesn't need to pretend at all!

"court death!"

Yao Qige let out a loud shout, and then exerted force on his feet, disappearing into the courtyard...

(End of this chapter)