The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 451
"Father Bodhidharma comprehended Moke back then, and he also comprehended it from the trajectory of the world..."

Zhao Yu looked at the strength gradually gathered around Fengyun, and said loudly: "And they are born Fengyun, which is why Xiongba wants to disperse and kill them!"

Zhao Yu's words are just a solution to others' confusion, but to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, it is tantamount to enlightenment.

The two of them were originally extremely talented people, after hearing Zhao Yu's words, they immediately understood what Zhao Yu meant by saying these words.

"shut up!!"

The purple-clothed old man who occupied King Jing's body naturally understood the clues.

Then without waiting for Zhao Yu to finish speaking, he turned around and punched Zhao Yu and the others.

"Heh, here comes another one who is looking for chips!"

Zhao Yu faced the old man in purple with a fierce blow, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Don't say it's just a two-and-a-half, even the devil didn't care to wrestle with himself at the beginning!

"Fuck off!"

Facing the fist of the old man in purple, Zhao Yu raised his breath and let out a loud shout.

Waves of energy visible to the naked eye surged out from Zhao Yu's mouth, instantly sending the purple-clothed old man who was still invincible just now into the air.

If the pirated version dares to challenge the genuine one, isn't this courting death...

Zhao Yu smiled contemptuously, then turned around and stared at Kong Ci and Heitong again intently.

If it wasn't because of the immeasurable conflict between the two, how could Zhao Yu tell Fengyun to get this great opportunity?

The old man in purple flew back, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun clasped their left hands, and the sword in their right hand made trembling sounds.

Before the old man in purple turned around to resist, he was pulled by a very strange force.

"The combination of wind and cloud!!"

As Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun stopped drinking, a hurricane suddenly blew up among the three of them.

The old man in purple was instantly pulled into it by this force.

What made him even more horrified was that after being pulled into the hurricane by a mysterious force, his peerless cultivation base poured out along with that force, just like a great river breaking its embankment.

Even if he tried his best to return to Yuan Xue Hand, it would not help.

The hurricane ravaged and spread across the world.

The old man in purple who was inside had his cheeks shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a quarter of an hour, the wind dissipated.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Their martial arts cultivation has already made another qualitative leap in this short period of fifteen minutes.

Bu Jingyun felt that if he faced Xiongba back then when he was on the first floor of the world, he would be able to avenge his father even without the unicorn arm and Juejian!

On the contrary, Nie Feng, apart from being slightly surprised, seemed not overly delighted with this unexpected cultivation.

"kill……"

On the peerless sword, Zhao Yu stared eagerly at Hei Tong and Kong Ci, his eyes widened suddenly.

Kong Ci still didn't move, but although Heitong didn't wake up, he opened his lips slightly and spit out a word.

"Amitabha, when is the time to repay the injustice..."

Xue Dharma listened to Hei Tong's movement, but did not show Zhao Yu's expected happiness. Instead, he clasped his hands together and sighed slightly.

With a thought in Zhao Yu's mind, the peerless sword fell instantly.

The black pupil on the blade of the sword, although his eyes were closed, got up abruptly, and walked step by step towards the old man who was exhausted.

How much is the obsession with hatred?

Looking at the black eyes with his arms tightly closed but still struggling to walk towards his old man, Zhao Yu somewhat understood.

"Are you still unable to let go?"

Just when Zhao Yu was about to take out the things he had prepared from his backpack, a voice came from the dense forest on the other side.

Jian Chen frowned, staring at the dense forest with a wary expression.

As for Zhao Yu and Fengyun, they looked in the direction of the voice in surprise.

The dense forest was slowly pushed aside, and an old woman with a full body appeared in everyone's sight.

The visitor was dressed in plain clothes, his skin was as dry as a leaf, and his long hair was as pale as snow...

The old man walked not far in front of the crowd, and slowly raised his head.

"Bai Suzhen?!"

Zhao Yu was startled, and directly called out the real name of the demon lord.

"The Jinyiwei of the imperial court is really powerful..."

The demon lord looked at Zhao Yu with difficulty, and his tone didn't know whether it was a compliment or a hint to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu told her more than once that there is nothing in the world that Jin Yiwei doesn't know about.

In fact, the demon master knew it in his heart, but there was nothing in the world that the young man in front of him didn't know.

After finishing speaking, the demon master stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch Heitong's hair, but the demon master who could fight against God couldn't even make such a small movement at this moment.

"After all, I still can't let go!"

The devil looked at Heitong with pity, and repeated what he said before.

"If she could let it go, I'm afraid she would have died in that iron pot in her old house!"

Zhao Yu said expressionlessly, and before everyone understood, a pitch-black cauldron came out from nowhere.

"Go, get some firewood!"

After taking out the iron pot, Zhao Yu said to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun in front of him.

"Master Zhao, you want to..."

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are so smart, they have already guessed what Zhao Yu is going to do from Zhao Yu's few words.

Of course it is difficult for a good person to accept it, but Bu Jingyun doesn't have so many taboos.

On the contrary, he admired Zhao Yu's way of tit for tat!

Apart from anything else, while Nie Feng was still in a daze, Bu Jingyun had already turned around and swept towards the dense forest beside him.

"In other words, after awakening the pain of the devil, even the blood of the phoenix can't save them?"

Looking at Kong Ci who was still in a coma, Zhao Yu approached the Demon Lord and asked in a low voice.

"Phoenix blood can bring people back to life, but they wake up the pain of the devil, which is to dissipate the energy of the whole body, which is what the secular people call the soul..."

The Demon Lord didn't answer Zhao Yu's words directly, but the meaning was self-evident.

"Then why did she..."

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, and then looked at Hei Tong who was standing still though his eyes were closed tightly.

"The obsession is too deep!"

Xuedama walked up to Heitong, and replied with a sad expression.

……

After a few breaths, Bu Jingyun came back with a large bundle of firewood.

Zhao Yu greeted everyone, found some relatively regular rocks, and built a simple stove.

The cauldron was quickly boiled, and Yunyun mist rose.

In the terrified eyes of the old man in purple, Heitong stepped forward and threw him into the boiling water.

"what!!!"

The meridians all over the old man in purple were sealed, and Zhao Yu, a bad breed, asked Meng about something before sealing his acupoints.

Exactly stimulating that acupuncture point, the pain will be infinitely magnified...

The dream of being a descendant of Hua Tuo naturally did not disappoint Zhao Yu.

Hearing the shrill screams of the old man in purple, Hei Tong, who was still standing there, finally fell down straight
(End of this chapter)