Let you deliver food, you become the savior?

Chapter 251 The Soul of King Wu Fucha!

Facing the call of the people.

Although Wang Yang could hear clearly, he had no energy left to respond to the violent stimulation.

Stabilize the consciousness without collapsing, and the incense is already burning!

These two thousand and hundreds of years of dead souls are really amazing!
"Could it be that Master Yang has been poisoned?"

"It's possible! It might be on that sword."

"What should we do now?"

A group of burly and strong men have six gods and no master.

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Yaoshun scolded.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Li Yaoshun squatted in front of Wang Yang, observed for a while, and said, "Master's complexion is normal, it doesn't look like he was poisoned, but a bit like cramping all over his body. Could it be because the previous punch was too hard?"

"Fight you, uncle..."

Wang Yang muttered with difficulty, "You move your stuff, and wait for me outside when you're done."

After the words fell, he shrank to the ground and trembled in pain.

"what?"

Li Yaoshun was stunned upon hearing this.

Master let them continue?
It's so uncomfortable, is it just thunder and rain, nothing serious?
According to Wang Yang's instructions, he and a group of burly men moved half a box of gold and silver ingots and the row of antiques out twice.

"Master, if it's really all right, then we'll wait for you under the ladder."

Li Yaoshun also left the treasure room.

The abnormal state in front of Wang Yang's dead soul lasted for nearly half an hour.

Finally, it receded like a tide.

He propped up his body with his palms helplessly, gasping for breath, the corners of his mouth were numb.

While closing his eyes, he looked at the figure that appeared in his body.

Looks in his fifties.

Look majestic.

Every gesture exudes a sense of oppression from a superior.

"Who are you?"

Wang Yang focused and spoke.

"King Wu, Fu Chai."

Fucha's tone contained unwillingness and annoyance.

"Fucha?!"

Wang Yang was shocked.

He knows the name!
It was Wu Guo who was killed by Yue Wang Goujian.

Among them, the person in power is Wu Wang Fuchai.

It can be said that along with Gou Jian, it is often mentioned by later generations as a stepping stone plus a negative teaching material.

The dead souls that came up this time were actually from 500 years ago!
It's a real old nail household in the underworld!
"Ok?"

Fu Chai, the king of Wu, changed his expression and sensed the presence of Lord Ting, "The incarnation of Di Ting is with you? Little friend, who are you?"

"Wang Yang."

After Wang Yang saw that he had finished reporting his name, the other party still had no special reaction.

He knew that King Wu Fucha seldom moved around the ground, otherwise it would be impossible not to know himself who has become famous in the hell recently.

at this time.

Lord Ting's voice was transmitted to Wang Yang's ears, which was then heard by Wu Wang Fuchai.

It will explain the status of Wang Yang's symbol.

After Mrs. Wu missed, he clasped his fists together, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I haven't been in contact with the outside world for a while, so I don't know about these things, I hope I will bear the impoliteness."

"It's okay."

Wang Yang waved his hand and said, "By the way, I remember reading a piece of news before, saying that two Fucha swords were unearthed before. One sword's edge was rotten, and the other was still sharp. They were in Huzhou and Nanhe respectively. And your tomb , but in the south of the Yangtze River. And this one can recruit you, which one is real?"

"All three."

Wu Wang Fuchai said with a smile: "I once met a strange craftsman who refined three swords for me, namely Yicunfeng, Zhanwuxue and the Holy Sword of the Son of Heaven. The one in your hand is my favorite and I will never leave it. , and also the Holy Sword of the Son of Heaven with which he slayed himself. I gave the other two to the heroes."

Afterwards, he sighed again: "The Holy Sword of the Son of Heaven should have been in my tomb, but it must have been stolen, so it must have ended up here."

Wang Yang asked expectantly: "Do you have any obsessions that you can't let go of? And what are you best at."

"What I can't think about is naturally the hatred of subjugation."

Wu Wangfu said in disbelief: "Goujian, that villain who can't stand on the stage, is a coward and a daredevil, so I just watched him pretending quietly. I didn't kill him at the beginning, not because I was arrogant, but I don’t think it’s necessary, but, while I’m participating in the Huangchi meeting with all my country’s strength, and fighting for hegemony with the Jin country, I took advantage of the vacancy and invaded Wu and killed my prince!”

Wang Yang nodded.

He is a modern person, and history is known through records.

Only the ancients who have experienced it personally know what the real situation is like.

King Wu Fuchai continued: "In the end, Goujian still wanted to exile me in Yongdong and manage hundreds of households. How could I allow him to humiliate me? Besides, I was old and had no chance of making a comeback, so I committed suicide. As for those who are good at ..."

He pondered for a moment, "It's only armed with force."

"A body of force..."

Wang Yang blinked, "How strong is it?"

"The Eight Great Qi Refiners of the Warring States Period, the second."

Fu Chai, king of Wu, was proud of it.

Qi refiner?
Master Ting analyzed and said: "The qi refiners in the pre-Qin period corresponded to the innate state today. Martial warriors who entered the Tao practiced the body, while the innate state cultivated the qi, that is, the inner strength was released outward."

After hearing this, Wang Yang became excited.

During the Warring States Period, Wu Wang Fucha was the second most powerful innate realm? !
And as the king of a country, the breathing method he possesses is at least a top-grade one that can be practiced with muscles, bones and blood!
If there is a wave of blessing inheritance, wouldn't it be rocket-like soaring!
"Little friend Wang Yang, I look at your body, your muscles and bones have reached the limit of a warrior."

Wu Wang Fuchai said: "Blood is relatively short, but it should be a top-grade breathing method, right?"

"cough."

Wang Yang said with some embarrassment: "My martial arts talent is too useless, and the breathing method is a top-notch one, but I can only watch it helplessly and cannot use it for myself."

"Uh……"

King Wu Fucha thought to himself, this is really a Versailles, thinking back then that he was hailed as a martial arts wizard, but at the age of the opponent, he was only a middle-class body-refining warrior, except that his blood was half-developed, his muscles and bones were much stronger than before. The young figure of the girl is far worse!

If you are a waste of martial arts.

Then the entire Warring States period is uncarved rotten wood!
"Don't be modest." Wu Wang Fuchai said with a wry smile, "I know about the inheritance of blessings from the upper body, but the only thing I can pass on is my own breathing method. I'm afraid your breathing method may not be better."

"Mine is "Dragon Elephant Heaven and Earth Collapse""

Wang Yang took the classics out of the Lingxu vase.

King Wu Fucha began to perceive.

After a while, he shook his head in shame and said, "The gap is not small, so I won't show my ugliness. If you insist, you can, but you have to go to Wu Zixu's grave first and offer a glass of wine for me. For my life, The only one who is ashamed is Wu Zixu."

"no problem."

Wang Yang nodded in response.

But he was very troubled.

The quality of "Dragon Elephant Heaven and Earth Collapse" is even better.

But the King of Wu has no other blessings to pass on...

suddenly.

Master Ting laughed and said: "Simple, the helper I was looking for was inferior to Wu Wang Fucha. In this case, why not let him practice on the upper body, and help you find the entry direction of "Dragon Elephant Heaven and Earth Collapse" first." , turn around and go down to the bottom, teach by precept and example!"

(End of this chapter)