Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 145 I'm Afraid I'll Be Impulsive

"This is how cultivation works. You don't understand how to refine weapons."

Feng Qin's current physical condition, even without using Qi, is on the same level as athletes and martial artists.

Not to mention the Xubu and other skills, which can be practiced through movements and postures even without Qi.

Therefore, not only is his physical strength stronger than Ma Xianhong's, but the amount of energy he consumes is also much less, so naturally he does not feel tired.

Only at this time did Ma Xianhong feel a little envious of the aliens who practiced Qi. However, he changed his mind and thought that if he could use Qi, he would not be bad either. With a group of magical weapons, his combat power would be ten times stronger than that of ordinary aliens.

My heart is balanced again.

If Feng Qin knew this idea, he would definitely think that he was too low-key.

The temporary workers who go everywhere are all top-notch strong men. If you go against him, none of them will get any good result. His level is definitely not as simple as ten times his.

Even if he develops for a few more years and creates more magical weapons, he might be able to kill one or two enemies in a counterattack.

The mountain road was very narrow, and there were no footholds in many places, so they could only climb by hand. The two were just ordinary people at this moment, learning to climb mountains and moving towards the top of the mountain little by little.

"When the self-cultivation furnace is completed, I will definitely build a way out."

Ma Xianhong couldn't help but swear. Not only was his white clothes tangled in mud, but his sweat also wet his long hair, making it stick to his forehead, which looked not beautiful at all.

Although I don't care about my appearance, the sticky feeling and the hair ends that occasionally block my view would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

In fact, when Ruhua carried the huge self-cultivation furnace up the mountain, she had trampled a path. However, because they needed to act covertly, they walked on a path that no one had ever walked on before, which made it harder to climb the higher they went.

rustle--

A burst of busy footsteps and slightly chaotic murmurs gradually came.

Ma Xianhong's speed, which was already slow to begin with, became even slower, almost like a sloth, moving only four meters per minute.

"We are almost there. You must not be surprised or make any noise, and don't get too close. I didn't use any magical tools to restrain you. This is because I trust you, understand."

Ma Xianhong did not forget to remind Feng Qin again.

But when he heard the sound, Feng Qin's goal had already been achieved.

At this moment, what he had to do was not to destroy the self-cultivation furnace, but to... let Ma Xianhong have some peace.

Because the next scene will be unforgettable for him for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Feng Qin moved slightly closer to Ma Xianhong, and the two of them were almost crawling side by side.

"I say, there's no need for you to get so close to me, it's weird."

Ma Xianhong couldn't help but complain, and Feng Qin hushed him, signaling him to stop talking as there would be a risk of being exposed.

He then endured the discomfort and moved his body to the top of the mountain.

The closer you get, the clearer the murmurs become.

"I am... an alien."

"This world belongs to aliens."

“I didn’t travel through time…”

……

The voices came from different people, and the only thing they had in common was that their tone was equally demented.

It's like a baby who has just learned to speak and is trying hard to straighten the root of his tongue.

Ma Xianhong paused slightly, frowned, and his face gradually lost its previous curiosity and excitement.

Feng Qin has been observing Ma Xianhong's condition, and as long as he finds something wrong, he will stop him.

The plan to destroy Yaoxing Society is by no means as simple as letting Ma Xianhong go berserk.

She has both hands, so even if Ma Xianhong goes berserk a dozen times, there will be no essential progress.

In order to deal with her, Ma Xianhong must regain his sanity.

After all, the Eight Great Skills are all ways to cause chaos, and the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements may not lose to the Double Hands, but the prerequisite is to be rational.

Along with these stupid mumblings, there were also messy footsteps and the sound of the self-cultivation furnace that Ma Xianhong was most familiar with... opening and closing. Even though he couldn't see the screen yet, he could vaguely guess what was going on.

But he couldn't quite imagine that purgatory yet.

He, who was originally as slow as a sloth, gradually began to speed up his movements, and even his Qi was used involuntarily.

Seeing this, Feng Qin threw himself on his back and whispered, "Don't be impulsive. Calm down first and think about what you just said. Stay absolutely quiet and don't be impulsive."

Even after repeating twice "don't be impulsive", Ma Xianhong's chest heaving up and down could not obey the command. His eyes were wide open, staring at the top of the mountain.

I haven't seen the picture yet... My sister would definitely not do that kind of thing. I must have misunderstood her. This sound is a drama. Some people think the night is too boring, so they play a drama.

He kept convincing himself, but the reasons were too flimsy.

As a superhuman, even if he has not learned the five senses of the Tang Sect, his perception is unmatched by ordinary people, not to mention that he is also a weapon refiner. How could he not tell whether the sound came from the loudspeaker or was real?

"Feng Qin, are we brothers?"

"……Yes."

We've only known each other for a short while, so it's a bit far-fetched to call us friends, but now we're like brothers.

Feng Qin felt somewhat reluctant when he said this word.

The main reason is that no one has a simple mind like Ma Xianhong. If he thinks a person is good, he can become a brother to him based on his intuition.

"From the first moment I saw you, I recognized you as my brother, so when you said you wanted to see the self-cultivation furnace, I didn't guard against you at all. Perhaps it is because of my trust in you that I am now able to come into contact with a... horrifying reality."

As Ma Xianhong spoke, he clenched his fists again and again, as if he had made up his mind, and handed the three treasure beads around his neck and the chain made of a dozen red beads to Feng Qin.

"If I can't control my emotions later, please knock me out and take me away. Otherwise... I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

"..."

Feng Qin thought about covering his mouth and poisoning him with Qi to make him pass out.

Even if the protective device is triggered, it can prevent him from making any sound.

Who would have thought that this guy was so cruel that he even took away the magic weapon.

This made Feng Qin feel a little ashamed for a moment.

In terms of results, doing so is actually good for Ma Xianhong. If it weren't for his plan today, Ma Xianhong, the successor of the Eight Wonders, would have been controlled like a puppet for several years.

Whether the problem can be solved in the end is still unknown.

But how can we judge by actions and not by heart?

In essence, the reason why he did this today was to destroy the plan of Yaoxing Society, confuse her thinking, and also to pave the way for his subsequent entry into the Jiashen Rebellion.

During this period, he also wanted to use his magic weapon to refine it.

No matter which idea it is, it has nothing to do with helping Ma Xianhong.

"I understand. Leave it to me."

Feng Qin silently took the two magical instruments he handed over, and since there was no place to put them, he just wore them on himself.

"Any more?"

Ma Xianhong's mind was completely on the top of the mountain. After being asked by Feng Qin, he began to think about it carefully.

He then took out five hexagonal magical weapons from his body.

"The six-foot prism was originally planned to be eliminated."

Then he took out six small red spherical beads.

"The Liuhe Pearl also has a defensive effect, but it's not passive. However, I'll give it to you in case I react violently."

"..."

Soon, Feng Qin was covered with magical instruments from neck to ankles.