Chapter 212 The wild goose plucking its feathers

Chapter 212 The wild goose plucking its feathers

Zhao Yushu naturally didn't know that all the friends he met along the way were blocked on the way to be escorted. If there was a chance, he would tell them to go back quickly, study, and farm. Even if they wanted to die, this was not the way to send them off.

You have never seen the inside scene, so you don't know how terrifying it is. Not only have I, Old Zhao, seen it, I've also fought against several people like it.

"Can you tell me who you are waiting for?" Zhao Yushu and the old eunuch walked slowly side by side on the official road. They were tired of sitting in the carriage, so they got off and walked around to stretch their muscles.

"It could be anyone. Whoever comes, I will naturally be waiting for him."

Zhao Yushu rolled his eyes: "I find that you masters, once you have a high level of cultivation, you don't even speak properly. You have to talk around in circles. Tell me the truth. Are you talking like this to show off your high status?"

"High standard?" The old eunuch didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

"It's to show that you are very powerful."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Zhao's word is really, hahaha, vulgar. But come to think of it, after being in the palace for a long time, you naturally have to learn what you can say and what you can't say. But what if someone insists that you say something you can't say? Then you have to be vague and let people understand it this way or that way. After hearing what this old servant said, do you understand?"

Zhao Yushu suddenly realized that he was just trying to pass the buck.

"Then how do I know what you can't say?"

"You can ask as much as you want. If you are not satisfied with my answer, then I cannot tell you."

You can't have this kind of awareness if you haven't been a slave for decades. Zhao Yushu gave up the idea of ​​getting information from the old eunuch. This man has high cultivation and is very cunning. He is far beyond the reach of a young boy like himself.

In some immortal cultivation novels in the previous life, it was often said that someone traveled through two human lives and lived twenty more years so he could fool the indigenous people. Damn, they are thousands of years old already, so it’s useless even if you have been a human for ten lifetimes.

But if I keep silent when I encounter a few setbacks, I will not be Zhao Yushu. You, an old eunuch, want to use me as bait. If I don’t reciprocate and get something out of you, wouldn’t I be doing myself a disservice?

"Old man, what kind of skills are you good at? Can you tell me?"

"Haha, I am just a palace servant, not a guard. I cannot hold a weapon, so I have to practice with my hands."

Hand skills?

"Palm technique? Fist technique? Or finger technique?"

“A little bit.”

Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes and nodded? Then I won't be polite.

"You won't kill me, right?" It's better to ask clearly just in case.

"You must be joking. As long as you don't run away, I won't touch you at all."

"That's good."

As soon as Zhao Yushu finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and punched the old eunuch on the shoulder.

He had never practiced boxing before, but he didn't plan to use finger techniques now. The situation was unclear, so he might as well give it a try first.

The old eunuch put his somewhat shriveled palm forward and gently blocked the fist.

At this moment, Zhao Yushu truly understood what it meant to punch cotton. The old eunuch's hands were clearly skin and bones, but when he hit, they were like a piece of fat and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Since Mr. Zhao is not good at boxing, why not try finger techniques?" The old eunuch still had a kind look on his face, and was not angry at all because of Zhao Yushu's behavior.

"Okay." There was no point in hiding his moves in front of Neijing. Just one test was enough. Zhao Yushu pointed his sword and stabbed forward fiercely.

He did not possess Madam Xu's spiritual power. Unless it was a matter of life and death and there was no other choice, it would be better for Madam Xu not to come out.

It was still that shriveled palm, and still the same distance. When his fingertips poked the palm, Zhao Yushu felt that his finger strength was exhausted.

How is this going?

"Old man, this is not fun. You are in the inner scene, there is no need for you to even extend your hand. I can't do anything if you glare at me."

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhao is really good at joking. This old slave has always been using the spiritual power of the fourth heaven."

Zhao Yushu was depressed.

The carriage was swaying as it moved, and Zhao Yushu was in a daze, holding his head in his hands.

I was in Jiangning Wangjiang Tower, facing a group of elites from the Southeast Fourth Heaven. One sword could kill one of them, two swords could kill two of them. Anyone who could survive three moves from me could go back and brag about it for half a year.

As for the old eunuch opposite him, he actually used the spiritual power of the fourth level of the sky to easily dissolve all his attacks. He didn't even realize that the other party was using the spiritual power of the fourth level of the sky.

How did he do that?

That punch was fine, but that finger, even without Madam Xu's spiritual power, was powerful enough not to be underestimated. If only the fourth level of spiritual power was used, it would have been impossible to take it so easily.

Zhao Yushu even had a narrow-minded thought that if he secretly attached Madam Xu's finger to this old eunuch who was so arrogant, he might be dead if he was accidentally pricked.

But imagination is just imagination after all. He believed that the moment Madam Xu's aura emerged, the old eunuch would let him know what the inner scene was.

Did I meet him or not?

Zhao Yushu recalled carefully that his finger, which was charged with power, was extremely powerful when it was thrown, but it had no power at all when it reached the old eunuch's palm. And the distance was only an arm's length. Theoretically, for such a short distance, the force should be stronger as the distance increases.

He falsified the distance?

Zhao Yushu thought of a possibility.

But even if the old eunuch realized the law of distance when he connected heaven and earth to comprehend the inner scene, he clearly said that he only used the spiritual power of the fourth heaven, and the fourth heaven could not have this effect.

If I could comprehend a certain rule, would I be able to utilize the power of the rule to some extent even if I were at the fourth level?

Zhao Yushu carefully recalled what he knew about the internal scenes. The eldest senior brother was most likely flying all over the map like a great wizard who teleported; the fourth senior brother Meng Yan was a barrier, and there were gods within the barrier; Master Mirage was an illusion; although he was not sure about Old Man Wuxi, he should be a space-type person.

So what abilities does this old eunuch in front of me have?

If I ask him directly, he probably won't tell me. But if I guess it directly, or try it out, can I crack his ability?

Even escape becomes more likely.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yushu smiled and said, "Old man, let's continue."

The old eunuch also smiled: "It seems that Mr. Zhao has made some progress, so let's continue."

Zhao Yushu slowly stretched out his fingers, and the old eunuch slowly raised his palm.

Zhao Yushu did not try to be clever or launch a sneak attack or try to attack other places. In the face of the absolute gap in strength, such tricks were meaningless.

Zhao Yushu took a deep breath and stabbed forward with his fingers like sharp swords, but his eyes did not look at the place where the two were fighting, but looked out the window.

Outside the carriage, on both sides of the road, the crops have begun to turn yellow, and the wind blows the wheat ears slightly nodding. It is the harvest season...