Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Chapter 131

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 131

2020-11-07

Chapter 131 Girl 15

Flying Sword is a complete system that non-Great Sect cannot possess.

Flying Sword slaves are lucky, they can only become a Flying Sword by obtaining the fragments of chapters and sentences left by the ancients.

Moreover, he will only 'stab' and go straight, which is worse than a three-pronged axe.

It is this move that is fresh, but it can be eaten all over the world.

Fang Dou saw the Flying Sword slave twice, once through the dog spirit, and once through his own experience.

I can't avoid it, I can't stop it, once the sword light appears in sight, I can only meet the impact of Flying Sword with flesh and blood.

Fang Dou is coveted by such formidable power means.

He has preliminarily determined a set of tactics, using dog spirit, crocodile spirit, poison spirit, water, land and air to lock the enemy's trail, and then use Flying Sword to kill the enemy.

If you use the vibration of the altar, you can also derive the range of killing the enemy to 300 meters away.

That is to say, within 300 meters, Fang Dou is invincible.

Well, everything is fine, but the most important thing is missing...Flying Sword!

Beginning with Flying Sword, two conditions must be met, 'vehicle' and 'heart'.

The former is to take a piece of metal, whether it is rough pig iron or hardware, as a sustenance for your Flying Sword.

The real Flying Sword, the body is a mass of essence, so every time in the world is rays of light.

But the essence needs sustenance, it only needs to be gold and iron, using itself as a furnace, grinding and nourishing every day.

Fang Dou chose the crane head steel rod, a gift from martial law, with a rare and pure texture.

He once went to the blacksmith shop, took out the steel rod and asked, the old master exclaimed repeatedly, such a good Hundred Refinements steel essence, it should be the Divine Weapon that has been passed down through the ages, how can it be labeled as a walking stick? Isn't it reckless waste of natural resources!

With the 'device', what about the 'heart'?

This illusory thing has no quantitative indicators, and already belongs to the category of metaphysics.

Fang Dou is stuck at this level and has a huge headache!

Unconsciously, the night was already dark.

The sweetness in the water tank is almost bottoming out, and the cross talk on the stone altar is still going on.

"Curtain Call!"

Fang Dou waved his hand, and the two paper figurines on the stone altar immediately returned to their original shapes and fluttered to the ground.

Without the lively atmosphere, the front of the temple is quieter.

"It's time to rest!"

Fang Dou stretched before turning around to meet the temple.

Suddenly, the grass swayed a few times, and there was a 'big guy' running through it.

"Yo!"

Fang Dou laughed. It's been a long time since there was no 'game' without eyes, so he dared to break into the temple.

In Jiming Temple, neither he nor the Chicken Master are to be trifled with.

The grass snapped apart, and a gust of wind asserts the senses.

"Well, it's a little fragrant!"

Fang Dou took a half step back and finally saw the 'game' that was delivered to the door.

This is a thirteen-fourteen-year-old girl. She is not as tall as his shoulders. She looks and looks like a high school student. However, her clothes are too old-fashioned, forcibly she is ten years taller.

“hu hu!”

The girl was full of sweat on her forehead, apparently running all the way, gasping for breath.

"Little master, I'm here to incense!"

Fang Dou looked at it with a smile and pointed to the top of his head, "At this point, are you here to incense?"

"Don't you want to rest?"

"Besides, I don't accept foreign guests here!"

"Please come back!"

The girl took two steps forward, showing a pitiful look, "Little Master, I'm coming from the county seat. It's such a long distance, you can't let me go back overnight, let me stay for one night!"

Fang Dou can only see the true face of the girl. Under the moonlight, her face is as pure as water, her eyebrows are as detailed as meticulous brushwork, and in front of her is the appearance of a classical beauty.

"Interesting!"

On the big night, a thirteen-fourteen-year-old little girl came to the temple alone, with no entourage by her side. What is this for?

The bright four characters, 'Liao Zhai knock on the door'!

Fang Dou shook his head helplessly, not my type!

We are ordinary people, and we still stay at the aesthetic level of 'beautiful thighs'. If you are a coquettish bitch with hips, wavy thighs, long waist and thin waist, we will follow.

But...

Fang Dou glanced up and down the girl, sighed.

The girl looked pleading and twisted a few times, revealing a certain style.

"cough cough, yes, but there are differences between men and women, you can only live in the south side hall!"

"By the way, what's your name?"

The girl was about to thank Fang Dou when she suddenly heard Fang Dou's question. She was stunned and replied, "Believe in women!"

Are men and women! Don't worry about taking a pseudonym

Fang Dou shook his head, took a quilt, and sent it to the south side hall.

"Stay here for now, and go back to the county town tomorrow!"

After Fang Dou left, the girl who claimed to be a 'believing girl' let out a long sigh and was now safe.

I heard that the monk in the temple outside the city, but the ruthless who even killed Guo San, is probably the only one who can protect him.

At first sight, the girl was a little disappointed. The master was not too old, and he didn't seem to have much ability.

As of now, she has no choice.

The girl was confused and suddenly smelled an aroma. It turned out that the incense burner next to her was smoking blue smoke.

"It's pure gold!"

She recognized at a glance that the incense burner was made of pure gold with brilliant craftsmanship.

This monk has great generosity, such a precious gold utensil is willing to entertain strange guests.

"Well, this fragrance!"

The girl's nose wrinkled, "It's a good agarwood!"

She heart shivered with cold, light From this detail, it can be seen that the monk of this temple is by no means an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, the girl gradually felt at ease and fell asleep.

It was late at night, Fang Dou yawned and wondered, "Why haven't you come yet?"

If the girl is a transfiguration goblin, shouldn't she attack Xiaosheng at night? , said 'empty, lonely and cold', do you want the little master to warm her body?

Fang Dou will fight with Banshee for 300 rounds in order to make a good abacus, to conserve strength and store up energy.

Thanks to the recent cultivation Thunder Palm, the internal organs have been improved and the kidney water is still sufficient!

As a result...

On the second day, Fang Dou woke up. Last night...was overwhelmed.

"Interesting, play hard-to-play with me!"

"Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention!"

The girl had already woken up and was outside the hall Wait, see Fang Dou coming out, bow and salute.

Fang Dou nodded and said softly, "benefactress, it's still early, it's better to set off now, and can go back to the county before going back to the county."

The girl said tenaciously, "I'll have a cup first. Fragrance!"

She looked up and was stunned, "Isn't this a Confucian Saint, Qizi?"

Fang Dou came to the spirit, pointed at the stone statue, "You know He?"

"Of course, the Confucian Saint, the founder of the Six Arts System, is also a senior who is respected by countless Confucian scholars in the world!"

"He calls himself Qizi, and takes 'unfounded worries about the sky' ', which means worrying about the world!"

The girl hesitated, looking towards Fang Dou, "Little master, aren't you a monk?"

Fang Dou shook his head, "This poor monk is not a monk?"

"Uh!"

"I am not a monk, and this place is not a temple, so we do not accept foreign guests for the time being!"

"You'd better go!"

Fang Dou waved his hand, the girl didn't expect with a thud and knelt down in front of him.

"Help, little master, someone is trying to kill me!"