Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 172 The identity of the fierce brother
In Liushui Yayuan, Fu Jiu and Liu Bowen sat in a small pavilion and played Go. Mr. Bowen held a fan in one hand and sunspots in the other, with a calm expression on his face.

Compared with him, Fu Jiu is much worse, a little absent-minded, with a trace of anxiety hidden in his eyes.

"You are upset." Mr. Bowen dropped his stone, and the black stone on the chessboard seemed to come to life, turning into a ferocious black dragon and biting the white dragon representing the white stone.

The white dragon let out a mournful cry, and the position was instantly occupied by the black dragon, and it was unable to struggle.

Fu Jiu put down the chess pieces in his hands, and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, Mr. Bowen is still far behind me."

Fu Jiu didn't take it to heart when he lost. He wasn't interested in playing chess, and he wasn't very good at it. The reason why he came here today was because he was depressed. He wanted to talk to Mr. Bowen, but what he said was very bad It's not just the gap in chess skills, compared with Liu Bowen, his determination is far inferior.

Bai Qi and Zhao Ke'er have been missing for half a month. They asked the system, but the system didn't give an accurate answer. How can Fu Jiu hold his temper?

While they were talking, a figure covered in white gauze slowly moved over, and it was obvious from a glance that he was seriously injured.

"How are you feeling after your injury?" Seeing this man, Fu Jiu couldn't help but be surprised in his eyes.

This person is the piece of charcoal he rescued some time ago, the "fierce brother" who was struck by lightning many times and still survived.

"It's much better." Brother Meng said, his voice hoarse.

Mr. Bowen stared straight at Brother Meng. This kind of recovery ability was really rare in the world. Even he was a little curious about this man's body structure.

"Ahem." Fu Jiu coughed twice and reminded Mr. Bowen.

Mr. Bowen came back to his senses, and said with a trace of apology: "If you feel uncomfortable, you are welcome. It is fate for me to wait for the monks to get together, and I should do my part."

Brother Meng was flattered: "Sir, you are serious. If it weren't for you and Your Excellency Fu Jiu, I would have died long ago."

Fu Jiu shrugged. Even without him and Mr. Bowen, he wouldn't believe that this guy could die so easily.

His qi and blood fruits and the prescriptions prepared by Mr. Bowen are all auxiliary. If this person's vitality is not extremely strong, no matter how much qi and blood fruits and elixir are eaten, it will be useless.

Fu Jiu didn't forget that this fierce man was still a piece of coke half a month ago, and his whole body was almost completely carbonized.

Only half a month later, this man survived as tenaciously as Xiaoqiang, which is really incredible.

In the book, Fu Jiu saw a kind of plant that survived tenaciously in the desert. In the case of extreme water shortage, this kind of plant can cut off its root system and turn into a mass of withered grass that floats with the wind. This state can last for several years. , until the rain comes again, it will absorb the moisture and revive perfectly.

This kind of plant is quite tenacious, but unfortunately, compared with this fierce man, it is still a sky and a ground.

The recovery time of spiritual energy is getting longer and longer, the rules of nature are being rapidly broken, and new rules and orders are also being established. Only by continuously becoming stronger can we occupy a place in this era. If we stop at the former, there is only a dead end.

Brother Mengren noticed the anxiety in Fu Jiu's eyes, and asked doubtfully, "What's your trouble? Maybe I can help."

Fu Jiu rescued him, but he hadn't found a chance to repay his favor. If he were an ordinary monk, he could promise him money, spirit stones, weapons, and even the street that sells practitioners' resources that all the major forces in Qingshui City want to snatch. He didn't care too much, if Fu Jiu wanted it, he would be able to get people to offer the streets with their hands when he went back.

However, do these people seem to be lacking in that little thing?Mr. Bowen's aura is amazing, and even he can't tell the depth. You know, he is already a monk at the peak of the fourth level, and he is only one step away from stepping into the powerhouse of the fifth level.

With him like this, he still can't see anything in front of Mr. Bowen, so there is only one answer - this Mr. Bowen is very likely to be a fifth-order powerhouse!
The fierce man's face was wrapped in white cloth. The membrane in some places had not grown yet, but he could barely see his face clearly.

If he takes off the white cloth from his face and finds someone who is familiar with him, he will definitely recognize that this person is Yulong Dao Jinying, one of the overlords of the underground forces in Qingshui City!

This is probably unimaginable for most people. It is unbelievable that Jinying, whose cultivation base is less than the fifth level, can resist the thunder and lightning that the fifth level monks dare not touch easily.

This was also the real reason why Mr. Bowen was interested in him. He couldn't easily resolve those thunder and lightning, but Jinying did it and survived the thunder and lightning. There must be some big secret in this. Mr. Bowen was also curious. tight.

However, Mr. Bowen was relatively restrained and did not embarrass Jinying. He was curious and could not lose his bottom line because of this.

Fortunately for me, my life is lost. Mr. Bowen has never liked to force, anyway, as long as Jinying is still here, the secret will be revealed sooner or later.

Fu Jiu has no covetous heart towards Jinying either. In terms of secrets, he has more secrets than anyone else, and anyone who mentions it can scare a lot of people to death.

"Thank you for your kindness, but we are not good at interfering in this matter."

"We?" Jinying was confused, not sure what Fu Jiu was talking about.

For the past ten days, he had not been very clear-headed and acted based on instinct. Naturally, it was impossible for him to know what happened.

Fu Jiu said with emotion: "Yeah, after all, it is crossing the catastrophe, it is difficult for us to intervene."

Jinying was surprised and said in surprise: "Overcoming the tribulation? Is it actually the tribulation?"

Only then did Fu Jiu remember that this person in front of him was also a fourth-level monk, and he might know something, so he quickly asked: "It may be a bit presumptuous to ask this suddenly, but I hope you can tell us about the time when you overcame the tribulation. So that we can be mentally prepared for the situation."

Mr. Bowen is a fifth-level cultivator, and he has gone through two kalpas, but he lived in the age of the end of the Dharma. It has been seven or eight hundred years since then, and the ghost knows if there will be any changes in the kalpa.

Hearing this, Jinying's face changed, and her eyes were a little painful.

Do you cross the catastrophe?His robbery is different from that of ordinary monks.

"Sorry, I may not be able to do anything, my Jie is a bit special."

Probably worried that Fu Jiu and the others would not believe it, Jinying explained carefully: "Compared with ordinary monks, my calamity is more like a curse, and only the evolution of the bloodline can survive it."

Fu Jiu frowned, and his bloodline evolved. Isn't this what monsters will encounter when they go through tribulation?Is this man a humanoid monster?No wonder the vitality is so strong.

At this moment, Mr. Bowen closed the folding fan with a snap and said: "No need to ask, the protagonist who has overcome the tribulation has returned."

(End of this chapter)