963: C963 Mortals Kill Immortals

C963 Mortals Kill Immortals

However, Zhao Feng knew that it was definitely a heaven-defying spiritual object. Not someone like himself.

One had to admit that fate had played a big joke on him. All along, Zhao Feng was considered an optimistic person.

But now, this matter was really difficult for him to handle. If the death Qi corroded other parts of his body, Zhao Feng would at most be a little disappointed. He would be fine after an hour.

At most, he would just use some Life Talisman on normal days. Anyway, he knew how to draw, so it wouldn't be too much trouble.

However, his Dantian was damaged. This was difficult. He didn't even have a Vital Spirit that used life force symbols. Others might be able to help him activate it, but who could help him activate it for a lifetime?

Even if someone was willing, Zhao Feng himself would feel that he was a burden.

"Could it be that this is the end of my life?"

Leaning against a thick bamboo, Zhao Feng muttered to himself.

A piece of bamboo leaf fell onto Zhao Feng's body. He didn't want to care about it. Although he looked calm on the outside, he was actually very annoyed inside.

"Not necessarily! Cultivation is not the only way to become stronger."

"Who?"

Zhao Feng raised his head and looked around. When an outsider heard his most real and disheartening words, he was still a bit unhappy.

"It's me!"

A young man in green clothes carried a bamboo basket on his back. He slowly walked over from the bamboo forest.

"Grandpa Zhu!"

Zhao Feng was stunned and quickly stood up.

Grandpa Zhu waved his hand and motioned for Zhao Feng to sit down. He put the basket aside and also sat down.

"What? Are you discouraged?"

Zhao Feng shook his head and nodded again.

He shook his head because he wanted to deny it subconsciously, but since he had already heard everything, it was useless to deny it. It was as if he was telling the truth.

Seeing this scene, Grandpa Zhu smiled and took out a small piece of bamboo from the bamboo basket at the side.

"Take a look at this."

Zhao Feng took it and kept looking at it carefully. After looking at it for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this thing was just ordinary bamboo.

Grandpa Bamboo showed him this thing. What did it mean? Or was it that there was something inside that he did not notice?

He looked at it for a long time. Zhao Feng really didn't find anything. He could only return the bamboo to him. "Grandpa Zhu, I am blind. I can't see anything. No matter how I look at it, I think it is just an ordinary bamboo."

Grandpa Zhu smiled and shook his head. Although he looked young, he gave off a kind temperament.

"Didn't you see it? This is just an ordinary bamboo."

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment. Then, an unknown anger rose in his heart. What was the meaning of this? Was he playing with him?

However, right after that, Grandpa Zhu spoke. "You should know that I am a bamboo spirit. I know it the best. However, do you know the characteristics of bamboo when I'm of the same kind as them? "

"Unyielding?"

That's right. "

Zhao Feng was confused. What did that mean? After saying so much, did it have anything to do with becoming stronger?

Seeing Zhao Feng's impatient expression, "On you. There are traces of ancient sword cultivators. Do you know these people? "

Zhao Feng nodded. An idea suddenly appeared in his mind. Could it be...

"Ancient sword cultivators don't cultivate, only the sword in their hands is the king. A few hundred years ago, there was an ancient sword cultivator who broke through to the Nascent Soul realm and won! In the ancient era, there were ancient sword cultivators who used their mortal bodies to pick a true immortal, winning! " Do you want to take this path? "

Zhao Feng was stunned. He said in disbelief," This is impossible! There is no room for comparison between Qi Refinement and Nascent Soul, True Immortals and mortals! "

Qi Refining and Nascent Soul were heaven-defying. This could still be explained. At the very least, they were all cultivators. However, mortals would still win if they challenged a cultivator of the multiplication stage. That was simply impossible!

Such a feeling was as ridiculous as a white flower striking a carrot to death with a carrot in its hand.

Grandpa Bamboo smiled and picked up the piece of bamboo in Zhao Feng's hand. He thrust his hand down. Instantly, a hundred-meter deep trench appeared. "This sword, I did not use Vital Spirit, nor did I use strength that surpassed ordinary people. I only used sword intent. You can experience it yourself!"

As he spoke, he threw the bamboo in his hand to Zhao Feng. He carried the small bamboo basket on his back and slowly walked towards the bamboo house.

When Grandpa Bamboo disappeared, Zhao Feng could not help but pick up the bamboo from the ground.

"Is this an ancient sword cultivator? "He didn't use Vital Spirits, nor any power that surpassed that of a mortal. How did he do it? " Could it be divine sense? No! There's something else!

Holding this piece of bamboo, Grandpa Bamboo had indeed used his divine sense for that sword strike just now. He could feel it.

Although he could no longer cultivate the Vital Spirit, his divine sense could still be cultivated.

Under this kind of situation, Grandpa Zhu's sword strike just now undoubtedly pointed out a path for him. When he was at his peak, even if he caught lightning, he would not be able to create such a scene.

Immediately, Zhao Feng began to gesticulate continuously. After an unknown amount of time, the moon rose into the sky.

In the bamboo house, Gu Ya frowned and couldn't help but say, "He's just an ordinary person now. I'll go and give him something. Don't let his body get hungry."

"Stop right there. If you go now, you are destroying his opportunity."

Grandpa Zhu was lying on a rattan chair. He didn't open his eyes and slowly swayed.

Gu Ya had no choice but to stop.

Beside the pond, Zhao Feng kept imitating Grandpa Zhu's sword attack. It did not have any charm. It was no different from ordinary people stabbing their swords.

However, he did not notice it. He just stabbed his sword again and again.

Golden light flashed from Zhao Feng's storage ring. If Zhao Feng could see what was inside the storage ring, he would be surprised to find out.

The beast bone that he had obtained from the Jadebones Skeleton had now become extremely miraculous. One symbol after another was removed from the beast bone.

After passing through the storage ring, it imprinted itself onto Zhao Feng's body.

The moonlight was like water. When it shone on the bamboo forest, Zhao Feng slashed with his sword. It was as if his entire body had been sucked out. His face turned pale all of a sudden.

However, there was a smile on his face. He took the small piece of bamboo and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Not far away, the young man lying on the bamboo chair revealed a pained expression. "This little rascal, this old man's bamboo!"

A loud bang was heard from the bamboo forest.

Gu Ya and Xia Yuxin's expressions changed all of a sudden.

Xia Yuxin shouted, "Who dares to cause trouble in the territory of my bamboo forest?"2

She was different from Grandpa Zhu. She did not feel sorry for Bamboo, but was afraid that Zhao Feng would be in danger.

"It's okay, Senior Sister. There's no need to be so nervous."

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