fifth form

Chapter 1339 The energy is not exhausted yet

Shen Peigong relied on Yang Po to investigate and suffered a loss. Zhang Xuezhou did not expect that he would meet an old killer.

The other party held a strange-looking lantern, and when the flame in the lantern came close, it made Yang Po feel obvious discomfort.

Obviously, besides Nanminghuo, there are other people in the world who control fire techniques that can burn souls or dark things.

Watching Taoist Ran Deng release his fire technique from a distance, he still didn't feel it. When Taoist Ran Deng pursued him and got closer, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his Yang soul was like stepping on a sharp stone road. If he got closer, it would be a road of glass slag, and when the flames came, it would be a knife. Mountain.

Accordingly, he led the way very quickly.

After giving the direction to Taoist Ran Deng, he quickly withdrew.

If he doesn't give the other party a clue, Taoist Ran Deng will be entangled endlessly until he traces his soul back to his body. But if he is given a clue, the other party will be forced to choose one of the two.

Zhang Xuezhou's bet was quite accurate, and Taoist Ran Deng finally chose to enter the tunnel to investigate.

He wandered out of the thatched hut and looked at Zhou Ba and others who were suffering from diarrhea.

"It's a pity that I can't make Eternal Water. It should be possible to hunt ferocious beasts with this thing!"

I can't do anything, and my body has been cursed.

Anyone involved will be more or less affected by bad luck.

When passing Yangling from a distance, Zhang Xuezhou glanced down.

"I fished out my cousin and my concubine, and tricked Zhou Ba and the others. Maybe I somehow evened out our luck in conflicting with the Empress Dowager. After all, our involvement wasn't too deep!"

Taoist Ran Deng had obviously taken action after entering the passage, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't know if Shen Peigong could withstand it when he was short of many students.

It's not a problem to beat up a drowned dog when you are in a bad situation, but those who still have the edge of luck will inevitably be suppressed by luck.

With his eyes swept across, Zhang Xuezhou then drove Yang Soul into the air and flew away.

"Starting to burn again?"

However, the Empress Dowager's luck was still very good and she was not killed by Shen Peigong's sword-drawing and life-cutting technique in Yangling.

"The luck is not shallow, and the energy is not exhausted!"

This kind of suppression is simply bad luck.

He understood the situation and already had a judgment in his mind.

He didn't dare to look too much, so he had no choice but to drive Yang Soul into the high altitude and fly away.

He had not yet climbed over the hillside and heard a rumble in the mountain village, and then blue flames burst out from the ground.

For example, if the country vigorously promotes electric vehicles, those who follow the trend have a higher probability of success, but if they go against the policy and develop fuel vehicles, the latter have a smaller probability of success.

And for rashly attacking someone with a lot of luck like the Empress Dowager, Shen Peigong obviously got into trouble.

Zhang Xuezhou's mind turned over "Zai You" and other related content about luck, and he felt that he had a basic understanding in hindsight.

This deviates greatly from Zhang Xuezhou's previous judgment of the outcome of the battle between the Empress Dowager and Shen Peigong.

It is difficult to understand the operation of compliance, but there are many cases of people who have made fortunes following the policy situation.

The cavalry regiment was hurriedly leaving Sima Gate, and carriages were running quickly.

The Empress Dowager traveled grandly at night, but when she returned to Chang'an City, she looked gloomy.

Going with the trend means good luck, and walking along the path will be easy. However, resisting against the odds will mean you have to endure hardships. Those with a big family and business may be able to survive, but those with little wealth will not be able to survive at all.

Zhang Xuezhou, who has never practiced luck yet, is already understanding the principles of luck and striving to lay out his ideas.

This is the experience that others only have when they put their lives to the test. Zhang Xuezhou deeply agrees with this and feels that he has made fewer detours.

He wandered back to the slum outside Chang'an City. When Yang Po lay down on his body, he had come back to his senses.

In the thatched cottage, Rong Tianding and Yi Yan drank some hot water, sat and warmed themselves by the fire, lowering their heads and dozing off.

At this time, it was three o'clock in the middle of the night, the battle in Yangling had not ended, and Zhang Xuezhou was not running around.

He pulled the fire pit and stirred up the burning firewood.

Amidst the crackling and burning sounds of firewood, he was passing the time quietly, preparing to return to Chang'an City after dawn.

What should be thought about has been figured out, and what should be thought about has been thought out. Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had nothing to reflect on.

He just came out to look for someone, and then watched the excitement as a crowd. Although he was almost caught, he ran back without any danger. As a monk who has never entered the realm of supernatural powers, it is impossible for any messy things to come to his head.

"I want ten of them to be stabbed with one needle!"

Occasionally, there is another whisper in her sleep.

Zhang Xuezhou made some gestures and felt that Yi Yan's idea was suitable for making skewers.

He was thinking about grilled skewers, and he couldn't help but feel that he and Rong Tianding could go back to Chang'an City to grill them, and try to enrich his food life.

“Too bad there’s no spice!”

The flavor of the skewers lies in the roasting aroma after the spices penetrate into the meat. Zhang Xuezhou wondered whether he should dilute the soul-breaking powder.

Soul-breaking powder is a kind of fine fruit ground into powder. It has a very pungent taste. It will kill people in high concentrations. It will cause severe irritation in an instant when it is contaminated with wounds. However, after dilution, it will only cause irritation on the tip of the tongue. Stimulate.

"We in the Han Dynasty have too few cooking materials!"

Compared with various materials in reality, the farming civilization of the Han Dynasty undoubtedly lacked a lot, and its market circulation was also insufficient.

Although Zhang Xuezhou doesn't particularly care about living conditions, no one likes to live poorly.

He pondered his little thoughts and didn't get up until the sky was getting brighter.

When the door of the thatched cottage was opened, a cold wind blew in, and the two people who had gathered by the fire pit to warm themselves up from their drowsiness could not help but tremble and wake up.

"You woke up just in time. Come on, let's go back to the city to eat and drink!"

Zhang Xuezhou turned his head, which made Yi Yan yawn greatly.

They didn't wake up just in time, but Zhang Xuezhou opened the door just in time. Being blown by the cold wind like this, the instinct to shush will make people wake up quickly in their sleep.

Yi Jie tightened her belt, and then saw Rong Tianding's disdainful expression.

"Smelly man!"

Seeing Rong Tianding leaving the room, turning around and solving his physical problems right there, Yi Yan could not help but curse.

She stepped outside and looked at these dilapidated and simple houses outside Chang'an City, feeling as if she was still in a dream.

She was under house arrest in a remote mountain village yesterday, but today she has officially returned to the sun.

Last night, she seemed to be riding a horse, galloping down from the mountains.

Yi Yan looked at Rong Tianding and then at Zhang Xuezhou who was walking in front. She felt her head was a little short-circuited. For a moment, she couldn't figure out how everyone escaped on the mountain on a big horse. What kind of horse could go up the mountain at night? Run down.

"Where's the horse?"

Yi Yan caught up with Zhang Xuezhou and asked.

"What horse?"

"It's the same kind of horse we rode last night, and I'm still sitting behind you!"

"Then you must be asleep, we came back from running away last night!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded to Yi Jie casually. It was not that he had to hide the black and white horses, but Zhang Xuezhou found that Yi Jie had extremely high qualifications in cultivation, but he was lacking in experience and was not even as good as Rong Tianding.

In this case, if the other party knew about his black and white horses, he might be able to use these two spiritual weapons to do something that Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to see.

"Yes, we came back from running away!"

Rong Tianding also followed, and he also interjected to confirm.

"Am I really asleep?"

Yiyu doubted life for a moment.

She followed Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding anxiously, and couldn't help but grab her hair, trying to recall memories that were not clear.

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and she even began to believe that she had escaped over the mountains and ridges last night.

When they arrived at the city gate and lined up to enter the city, everyone actually found Kong Zhong and others running away for their lives.

(End of this chapter)