Chapter 158 The Fruit Core is Made of Water

Chapter 158 The Fruit Core is Made of Water

"How did you do it?"

The old man sat on the chair with a frown on his face, A Yao stood beside him cautiously holding the ancient dagger, and Zhao Yushu looked proud.

Just now, he forcibly concealed his spiritual power the moment he appeared. Even though he was quickly discovered by the old man, his fingers finally managed to touch the hilt of the knife.

Seeing the old man's surprised and reluctant expression, Wei You gave a look and A Yao immediately stepped forward to take the ancient sword for Zhao Yushu. If Zhao Yushu went by himself, the old man might have to make things difficult for him again.

"Hide your spiritual power, don't you know how to do it?"

"No one can hide spiritual power!"

"I can do it, I thought everyone can do it."

"fart!"

“That’s my natural talent.”

"Fuck off!"

"okay!"

"Get back!"

Zhao Yushu came back obediently.

"You barely passed. Do you want to wait until the seven days are up before moving on to the next question, or should we start now?"

"If we start now, will it last until the fourteenth day?"

The old man gave a sly smile: "If you want, of course you can."

has a problem!

But I don’t know what’s the problem!

Zhao Yushu's forehead was throbbing. This old man definitely had bad intentions, but what choice did he have? Forget it, the sooner he died, the sooner he would be reborn.

"Let's get started after I get back and clean up."

Zhao Yushu took Ayao back to the cabin and motioned Ayao to put the ancient sword on the bed: "Okay, go out and play."

After A Yao left, Zhao Yushu closed the doors and windows, took a deep breath, and grabbed the ancient knife.

A stream of light flew into his palm, his sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and an ancient sword appeared next to Minghong. Madam Xu and Minghong shook themselves lightly and regained their composure, while Chengying bent slightly.

Zhao Yushu looked up in his sea of ​​consciousness and saw two big words engraved on the handle of the ancient sword: Dragon Bird!

The Great Xia Dragon Bird, all the soldiers surrender!

Is it so short? Zhao Yushu pondered the name and effect carefully. The Great Xia Dragon Bird sounded familiar, but there didn't seem to be any famous stories behind it. He only knew that it was a very powerful weapon.

How can a hundred soldiers surrender? Can I learn from the nameless brother who wanders around with low health and uses the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin?

Gotta find a chance to try it!

But there is no time now, the old man is waiting.

As soon as I went out, Wei You stood at the door: "Teacher is waiting on the deck."

Still in the same position, still in the same familiar manner, the old man crossed his legs and swung his feet: "Eh, the fourth level? This knife still has this effect? ​​Forget it, if I have anything valuable on me, give it to the third brother first."

Wei You came over with a bag in his hand and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't peek."

"There's nothing you can't see." Zhao Yushu took out a few secret books and silver bills and put them in his bag. Anyway, if the old man really wanted to see it, he couldn't stop him.

"Where is the knife?" the old man asked directly without turning around.

"You guess."

The old man ignored him. After putting the things away, Wei You took out a rope and tied it around his waist.

"Brother, what's the point? I don't have this hobby!"

Wei You smiled and ignored him, then tied the rope tightly around his waist.

The old man chuckled and said, "Can you swim?"

Old Zhao was stunned: "I think so."

With a plop, Lao Zhao let out a scream and flew into the air, falling straight into the river. At the same time, his spiritual power was sealed by an invisible force.

The rope was quickly straightened and the other end was held in the old man's hand. Zhao Yushu, who had temporarily become an ordinary person, found it extremely difficult to keep his body steady in the waves of the river. He rolled up and down while cursing.

"No grudges, no hatred, gululu, I don't want to, gululu, give me something, gulu, I won't give it! Gululu, bullying others counts, gulu, what ability do you have!"

The old man looked at Old Zhao, who could barely speak a complete sentence, with a smile on his face. He flipped his hand and a water ball shining with aqua blue light appeared in his hand: "When you figure it out, this is yours."

Zhao Yushu's vision was blocked by the splashes of water, and he couldn't see clearly what the old man took out. He just barely heard the words "I understand".

I want to understand something!

However, the moment the old man took out the water ball, Minghong's sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, and then returned to calm as the old man took back the water ball.

Zhao Yushu didn't have time to think about why Minghong reacted. The only thing he had to do now was to avoid drowning while being pulled up and down by the boat.

"Teacher, I don't think this is a good idea." Wei You touched A Yao's head and looked at Zhao Yushu who was shouting, feeling a little worried.

“I didn’t say it was a good idea.”

"I think you have a prejudice against my junior brother."

"I'm saving him. Others may not understand. Do you understand too?"

"He may not be happy about it."

"He can choose not to learn, but I cannot choose not to teach."

Wei You shut up. In terms of knowledge and eloquence, he might not be inferior to his master, but he could give opinions on matters decided by his master, and it was inappropriate to keep refuting.

"His temper should have been tempered a long time ago. Look how excited he is about scolding."

Wei You smiled: "If I throw you down..."

The old man laughed out loud: "I cursed even more vigorously than he did!"

A Yao was quite speechless watching the two men tormenting his young master. He didn't dare to say a word. He could only say that this world was not what he thought. Who could believe that this cynical old man was the number one person in the Tang Dynasty or even in the world?

In the words of Zhao Yushu: Masters are not necessarily handsome, and the idea that heroes are all handsome is just wishful thinking of you common people.

After saying this, he raised his ordinary face.

After a full hour, at Wei You's urging, the old man who had fallen asleep pulled Zhao Yushu up little by little like fishing.

As soon as the two words "I X..." came out of his mouth, the old man waved his hand, and Zhao Yushu was immediately speechless. Wei You took out a clean piece of clothes and told Zhao Yushu to change quickly.

"What do we mean by this? It's not appropriate to throw it into the water without even telling the topic!" After everything was cleaned up, Zhao Yushu, who was finally allowed to speak, ran over angrily and questioned.

The blue water ball appeared again. Zhao Yushu took a breath and his shocked face instantly turned into flattering: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, how long do you need me to swim? I'll go down now, no need for you to throw it, I'll jump in by myself."

Minghong's almost crazy trembling made Zhao Yushu instantly understand what this thing was.

Back then in Jiufeng Mountain, the essence or divinity of the mountain god was in the fruit core that was stabbed by Minghong, and this water ball was essentially another fruit core.

The second godhead!

The mountain god's little bit of divine power didn't seem to bring much improvement to his martial arts, but his healing speed was more than twice as fast. In other words, his endurance was much stronger, and he could only output if he could stand firm.

I wonder what kind of changes this divine power will undergo after being absorbed by Minghong?

But how did this old man know that I needed this? The dragon bird can be said to be a coincidence, and the godhead is also?

The old man turned his hand and the water ball disappeared. "When you figure it out, it will be yours. As usual, including the two days you had left, there are still nine days left."