The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 34 Plan Exposure
The train traveled more than half the distance quickly.

At this time, it seemed that they had arrived at a station, and then they saw an old man and a young man walking into this carriage at the same time.

When no one was around, Shen Lang could still treat others as if he was cultivating the Crazy Demon Golden Body, but now that there were two more people, Shen Lang stopped cultivating the Crazy Demon Golden Body.

The two got into the car and passed by where Shen Lang was.

The old man among them is a very self-cultivated person. He is wearing a Tang suit and looks about 70 years old, but his figure is tall and straight, and his eagle-like eyes are piercing, giving people a feeling of self-indignation and self-indignation.

And following the old man is a delicate, pure and beautiful iceberg girl who can easily attract everyone's attention.

"what!"

When the old man passed by, Shen Lang suddenly let out a soft snort, because the old man had a unique aura, although his head was covered with white hair, but his face was full of red light, and his aura was abnormally calm, not like an old man, but with a young man's breath, so Shen Lang Lang subconsciously sensed it with the means of refinement.

Nothing!
This old man's vitality is frighteningly high.

Moreover, there is an indescribable charm on his body, which is a kind of physical perfection, a perfect circle like a closed loop.

Innate master!

This old man is obviously a martial artist in the innate realm.

"Sure enough, Linhai City is still too small. I haven't even been to Yangcheng yet, and I've already met an innate warrior."

Shen Lang thought to himself, with envy in his eyes.

Although……

The energy and blood on the old man's body was only slightly higher than after he started the Qianyuan Blood Burning Dafa, but Shen Lang knew that this was just an illusion.

He is just a small second-rank martial artist, and he doesn't even have 300 calories of blood. Even if he adds the blood and blood increased by the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa, the total will not exceed 500 calories.

And according to his grandfather's explanation to the Xiantian Grandmaster, Shen Lang also had a rough understanding of the Xiantian Warrior.

The upper limit of qi and blood for a second-tier warrior is 300 calories.

But for a rank three martial artist, the upper limit of energy and blood is 1000 calories.

In other words, if you want to become a congenital master, your overall energy and blood must exceed [-] calories.

500 calories and 1000 thousand, this is a full double the gap, how could it be only a little higher than him.

This should be due to the growth of his strength, which is gradually expanding.

He even compared himself with a congenital master.

Too insane.

At the same time when Shen Lang retracted his gaze, the old man Ye Zhennan seemed to have sensed it, and looked back at where Shen Lang was, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Ye Wushuang, a woman who was traveling with her, noticed the change in her grandfather, and thought of the tasks on them. She quickly lowered her voice, and whispered, "Have you found your target?"

"I must have read it wrong. I actually sensed the aura of a master of alchemy from that young man."

"A master of alchemy?"

"Well, at least it's at the same level of mental strength as the vice president of the Yangcheng Martial Artists Association. This is a master of alchemy that can shock even a congenital master."

"But he seems to be just a student?"

As soon as he got in the car and passed the road, Ye Wushuang noticed the young man who occupied the entire carriage by himself. Even she, who was not very interested in the handsome guy, couldn't help but take a second look.

But in her eyes, this boy is just an ordinary person...

Maybe a little kidney deficiency.

Because she noticed that Shen Lang's complexion was pale, not the kind of fair skin, but sub-healthy, even the kind of paleness of a medicine jar.

"That's why I said that I must have read it wrong. Grandpa is also a bit old. Although he has achieved the innate realm, he has stopped here. I brought you out this time to let you know the cruelty of this world as soon as possible."

Ye Zhennan shook his head, his tone was a little quiet.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about, you are a master, just find out where the bomb is hidden, the two hiding in the carriage..."

Ye Wushuang wanted to say something, but Ye Zhennan stopped him in a low voice: "Shut up...they are already frightened, don't have any conversations that expose the mission."

Ye Wushuang immediately stopped talking.

After putting the luggage in the last row of Shen Lang's car, he moved slowly towards the back car with his arms like a normal grandparent.

"The grand master still needs someone to help him, so that he can have a harmonious family relationship."

Because people began to come and go in and out of the carriage, Shen Lang didn't insist on practicing. After replying a few messages from his parents, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

However, the bathroom in this carriage seemed to be broken, so Shen Lang had to go to the next carriage.

There were people, and a few more, lined up outside.

Shen Lang didn't want to waste time waiting, so he simply continued to the third carriage.

On the way to the toilet, Shen Lang found a big red bag hanging above the toilet door.

Inside the bag, it seems to be a pressure cooker?

Smell, it seems that there is still a little pungent smell, like the smell of boiled Chinese medicinal materials.

Look at the pressure cooker.

The style is the most common one in every family. When he was at his grandfather's house, Shen Lang once saw his aunt give him tonic stewed in a pressure cooker.

Then this should also be this type of meal, and it is a dietary supplement made from precious Chinese herbal medicine.

It should be that a certain passenger deliberately hung it up for convenience, but then forgot about it.

The owner should be very anxious now.

After all, it is a tonic made from precious Chinese herbal medicine, let alone whether it is expensive or not, this kind of heart alone should not be let down.

With an idea in his mind, Shen Lang brought it up.

It's pretty heavy.

At least five or six servings.

Carrying the big red bag, Shen Lang was about to hand it over to the marshals and broadcast to notify the owner.

He glanced at the frontmost position of the next carriage.

This location is exactly in the middle of the third and fourth carriages, close to the windows, separated from the normal carriages by a toilet and a corridor.

But what he looked at, to be exact, was a man and a woman sitting on the seat.

This position is a middle-aged couple in their forties, who look normal.

The real reason why Shen Lang took a second look was that the man turned out to be a third-rank warrior, and that woman was also a second-rank warrior with sufficient energy and blood.

And their eyes seemed to be staring straight at the red bag in his hand.

Pupils widened?It should be a surprise to find something.

Could it be that this is theirs?

"That's right, only warriors will work hard to cook these dietary supplements. Judging by their age, this should be given to their sons and daughters."

For a while, Shen Lang made up a touching story about a rural couple traveling thousands of miles to a big city to deliver food to their children.

So, he went straight to the middle-aged couple with the red bag in his hand, and said with a kind smile, "Uncle and Auntie, you should have thrown this..."

Obviously he had plenty of smiles and a kind tone, but the faces of the middle-aged couple changed drastically.

The man immediately got up and shouted:

"Plan exposed, execute Plan B!"

　Thanks to [Mo Zihua] for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)