Daqin: In the snow of storytelling, the first emperor gave me a reward

Chapter 12 12. Fusu has to stand and listen to the book! [Please everything! 】

"He just died..."

Zi Nu in the next room stared at Zhang Xiao from afar.

His gaze was full of shock!
Is this the power that a Ninth Grade Grandmaster can have?

Bullying me for reading less?

Exposing the internal force to the outside, severely injured the fifth-rank grandmaster and turned him into a cripple!
His body was like a ghost, and he appeared on the roof hundreds of meters away in an instant!

Not to mention her, even if Wei Zhuang came, it would be impossible to kill the bone demon so neatly!
Not to mention that, the sword master Ge Nie who keeps saying 'this man's martial arts are not inferior to yours' every day!

Especially that unpredictable finger...

No matter what Zi Nu can't figure out the mystery of this martial arts!
A finger in the air.

It crushed the bone demon into a cloud of blood mist!
Such mysteries.

Even Taoism, Yin-Yang School, I'm afraid it's not as good as it!

"Perhaps, he is really the reincarnation of an immortal, and the methods he uses are all immortal arts!"

Zi Nu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the surging blood in her heart, and sat back by the window.

Nongyu was dumbfounded and stood there for a long time.

……

"Damn it! Mr. Zhang Xiao is so powerful?"

outside the inn.

Pao Ding patted his chubby belly and shook his head helplessly.

My hands were itchy.

Still want to fight, relax and relax.

result.

I picked up all the kitchen knives.

Tell me, the Bone Demon was killed?

"Young Master Zhang is hiding so deeply!"

"Obviously only a ninth-rank grandmaster, but he can instantly kill a fifth-rank grandmaster!"

"Even Mr. Zifang from Xiaoshengxianzhuang is inferior!"

Pao Ding fumbled with his beard, and Zhang Liang's figure appeared in his mind.

once Upon a time.

He thought Zhang Liang was the most perfect person in the world.

But, tonight, he found out that he was wrong before!
Big mistake! !
Who said there is no one more handsome and stronger than Zhang Liang in this world?
Isn't Mr. Zhang Xiao right? !
Yushu faces the wind!

Chic and elegant!

Knowledgeable!

Strong martial arts!

Be wary against Confucianism!

The attack can kill the group of enemies with the sword!

It is really unparalleled in the world! !

"This is the Confucian hero that Confucius said!"

Pao Ding's eyes were full of admiration and envy.

Immediately.

He looked down at his stomach, sighed, turned around and threw the kitchen knife away.

clang~
"It's boring."

"Go back to sleep!"

……

The moment the bone demon exploded into blood mist.

Zhang Xiao returned to the inn.

"This old sword god's true understanding of the way of the sword is really terrifying. Just a ray of energy can severely injure a fifth-rank grandmaster!"

Zhang Xiao waved his palm.

A dragon-like, snake-like sword gang fell into the palm of the hand, peaceful and peaceful, very well-behaved!

They seem to have wisdom.

Shout out joyfully to Zhang Xiao!

"However, what I didn't expect is that Da Huang Ting can actually increase the understanding of the true understanding of the way of the sword!"

"This makes the true solution of the way of the sword play [-]%, or even [-]% of its power!"

With a thought in Zhang Xiao's mind, the cyclone in his body rotated rapidly, vaguely forming the shape of a courtyard.

It's so mysterious!

"I don't know when I will be able to cultivate the Great Yellow Court to the ninth level?"

"It is said that at the ninth level, everything is forbidden with one glance, and the sea can be broken with one thought, even heaven and man have to kneel and prostrate!"

Zhang Xiao muttered something.

This technique is rumored to be an immortal technique left in the world by the immortals in the sky!
All kinds of mysterious methods can evolve from it!

Shouyuan will increase several times with the improvement of the exercises!
An ordinary grandmaster only has two hundred years of lifespan.

But after practicing the Great Yellow Court, it can reach three hundred years, or even four hundred years!

just.

This technique.

There are only five layers in the world!
No matter how amazing and talented.

It is absolutely impossible to practice at the sixth level!
because.

After the fifth level, there is the separation between heaven and man, the separation between immortals and mortals, how can it be surpassed?

Its difficulty is no less than riding a horse in the sky!Ride a fish across the chasm!Riding a tiger across the sea!

otherwise.

Big Yellow Court won't just get a heavenly top-rank rank!
"If Tian Hu knew that the bone demon died in my hands, he would definitely lead his people to kill him."

"This guy is a master at the pinnacle of the Grandmaster Realm, and with the Tiger Soul Sword ranked thirteen, he is probably not weaker than the King Kong Grandmaster Realm."

"We still need to improve our strength quickly!"

Zhang Xiao is clear about his situation.

The undercurrent of the Great Qin Dynasty was turbulent, far from being as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

Calculate the time.

The two important nodes of keeping one's heart alive and burning books and burying scholars are about to arrive.

The hell knows.

At this juncture, what kind of troubles will arise!

……

The next day.

The people in the city of sages.

There is one more source of discussion.

On the street, a line of blood appeared inexplicably!
weird thing.

Immediately spread in the city.

I don't know who was killed!
From the looks of it, the death was miserable, and there was not even a whole body left behind!

"You said, could it be that someone came to kill Mr. Zhang Xiao?"

"Maybe! But I went to the inn to take a look, Mr. Zhang Xiao seems to be okay!"

"Damn it? Is that Mr. Zhang Xiao who killed him?"

"Are you kidding! Mr. Zhang is a scholar, how could he do such a thing as murder!"

"Then this matter should have nothing to do with Mr. Zhang Xiao. It must be some grievances and grievances in the city of sages!"

"It makes sense, makes sense..."

Zhang Xiao went out for a stroll as usual.

It seemed that no one had attacked and killed me last night.

Saw him the same as ever.

The people in Shengxian City were relieved.

anyway.

Nothing will happen to their big baby.

Otherwise, where would I go to listen to people's storytelling?

……

Time blinks.

The day of storytelling has come.

Early in the morning.

Outside Youlai Inn, the street connecting the east and west sides of Shengxian City was crowded with people!
"Fuck! You came so early!"

"Hey, each other!"

"Master! There are so many people here! I thought I was the first to arrive!"

"Huh? Little Chaozi, why are you here! We agreed to set off together!"

"Hmph! Aren't you here too?"

"..."

Pao Ding looked at the long queue.

A raised eyebrow.

I have to quickly find someone to renovate Youlai Inn.

otherwise.

So many people have nothing to eat, how pitiful!

I can only accept their meal money with tears in my eyes!
Zhang Xiao works very regularly.

Don't get up until noon.

Stay up late to cultivate immortals and sleep late.

Hades praised me for my good health!
"Five days! Five days! Do you know how I spent these five days!!"

"On the first day I didn't listen to Mr. Zhang Xiao's story, I missed him; on the second day, I missed him; on the third day, I still missed him..."

"It's almost noon, why don't you come out?"

"See the silver in my hand? It's such a big lump, if it doesn't come out again, bang, it will be gone in a flash!!"

"Can you stop changing every five days, even if every three days, even every two days!"

"Nonsense! One watch every two days? Who are you to be Mr. Zhang? At least two watches a day! Five watches a day!!"

The noise of the crowd was heard endlessly, spreading throughout the city of sages.

Da da da.

A carriage stopped in front of the inn.

In the car.

Come down two people.

"My lord, please slow down."

The servant carefully supported Fusu.

"Didn't I say it, don't call me the eldest son."

"We are just ordinary people who come to listen to books!"

Fusu gave an order to remind the servant to remember what he said.

"Slave remembered."

The servant nodded slightly.

"There are so many people? Grand Duke... Mr. Su, I'm afraid we won't be able to get in."

The servant saw that the inn was crowded with people, stepped forward to take a look, was shocked immediately, and hurried back to report.

"Can't you get in?"

Fusu frowned slightly, stepped forward and stood on tiptoe to take a look.

Disappointed in the eyes.

Miscalculated!
This time it was really a miscalculation!
I didn't expect Zhang Xiao to be so popular!
Looking at the dishes on the table, I'm afraid they have come and waited for several hours!

"How about letting the guards clear the field?"

the servant asked in a low voice.

"No."

Fusu shook his head.

He has always respected talented people.

I don't want to make Zhang Xiao feel pressured because of my name, so that I can't tell the wonderful book.

Fusu thought for a while, and took out a gold ingot.

"So, go and negotiate with the shopkeeper to see if you can buy a seat."

(End of this chapter)