Smoky Bird Bird, Zhang San saw the former boy inside.
In the smoke, Xu Qing saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
As the smoke dissipated slowly, the two looked at each other, Xu Qing smiled, and Zhang San also smiled. He knocked the pipe on the ground, and the burned soot fell all over the ground.
"This time, what shall I practice for you?" Zhang San asked.
Xu Qing waved his hand, took out his vial and placed it in front of Zhang San.
Over the years, he has rarely used the French ship, because of the improvement of his cultivation, the French ship has become tasteless to him.
But Xu Qing didn't want to give up, so this time he asked Zhang San not only to reminisce about the past, but also to ask Zhang San to help him carry out a major transformation of the French ship.
Zhang San's eyes fell on the French ship, and he didn't need Xu Qing to speak. Looking through the vial, he knew that the French ship had hardly been used, and understood Xu Qing's thoughts.
So there was a strange light in his eyes.
"Da Yi?" Xu Qing nodded.
Zhang San was suddenly excited, rubbed his hands, and thought for a while.
"I can't do it alone. I need to call all the veteran craftsmen from the Sixth Peak of the Seven-Blood Boy. It's not enough. I also need a formation...Xu Qing, I will refine the big wings for you. This matter may require the Seven-Blood Boy It is enough to cooperate with the strength of the whole sect!"
"This matter is extremely difficult for others, but for you, it only needs one sentence."
"And the power source of Da Yi is the key. If it can put a magic weapon, it will be great. If it can use the flesh and blood of a divine creature, it will be even more perfect."
As Zhang San spoke, he took a puff of cigarette, Xu Qing suddenly took out a feather and put it in front of Zhang San.
As soon as the feather came out, the vast power of the gods within it exploded inside. Fortunately, Xu Qing had prepared for it, so the impact was not too big, but it still caused the surroundings to become distorted.
Zhang San's eyes widened suddenly, the smoke in his mouth choked him, he couldn't hold the pipe firmly in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a bang, his entire scalp was about to split open, and a million thunders rumbled in his heart.
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He has seen the flesh and blood of divine creatures, more than once, he has even seen the flesh and blood of Zhuying, but the horror contained in this feather is something he has never encountered in his life.
Compared with the past, those moments he saw before have become garbage, like fireflies and bright moons with this feather.
"This this… "
Zhang San trembled frequently, started to tremble, coughed for a long time, looked at the two feathers in disbelief, and raised his head with difficulty.
"This is the flesh and blood of the gods."
Xu Qing spoke calmly.
Zhang San's expression froze for a moment. After a while, he silently picked up the cigarette pouch on the ground and took a big puff instinctively. Even with too much force, some sparks flew out and landed on his body.
And his complexion was also reddened rapidly, his eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was extremely rapid, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke with determination.
"enough."
"Xu Qing, I will definitely design an unprecedented large wing for you, and then use this feather as a drive. I believe that this large wing will definitely..."
Xu Qing hesitated, but interrupted his words.
"Brother Zhangsan, what I mean is, you design the wings according to the breath of the feather. As for the power source... it's not the feather."
Zhang San was at a loss, looked at Xu Qing, then at Yu Yu, and then he thought of the captain's style... Then, he understood.
And this understanding made him almost petrified, even after Xu Qing left, he didn't recover.
It wasn't until a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief, the bottom of his heart was endlessly close to the answer he realized before.
"Feathers are not suitable as a power source, which means that they have more, and if there is a little bit of this kind of god's flesh and blood, there are many ways to obtain it. If there is a huge amount...they must have slaughtered the gods!"
Zhang San was shocked, and immediately suppressed this thought. He knew very well that there are some things that he can know, and there are some things that he doesn't know even if he knows them!
It was getting late at the moment, Xu Qing, who had left Zhang San's place, walked on the streets of the county capital, and did not deliberately hide his breath, but the fluctuations in his body made it impossible for ordinary people to form his figure.
Walking in the crowd, feeling the hustle and bustle of the place, Xu Qing's heart is very peaceful.
He saw the monks, the sword-wielders, the common people, and even the words of patrolling with an unhappy face and killing intent in his eyes.
Xu Qing could not be seen in Yan Yan's eyes, she walked past Xu Qing with murderous emotions, Xu Qing stared at him for a while, walked over, and left Yan Yan's side.
After he left, Yan Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he turned his head suddenly to look around, and for a while... silently lowered his head.
As time passed, the night became darker and the crowd gradually decreased. Xu Qing, who was walking towards the Sheriff's Mansion, stopped and looked behind her.
A hundred feet away behind him, there is a person squatting, but his posture is like a dog.
The moment Xu Qing paused, he also stopped, with doubts in his eyes, looking in Xu Qing's direction.
There is no Xu Qing's figure in the boy's hole, but he can also sense Xu Qing's aura. This is his talent, so although he can't see it, he still follows him all the way. Until this moment, the aura he felt has disappeared. .
This made him depressed, and he squatted there silently, as if abandoned.
But beside him, Xu Qing stood there, looking at the person in front of him.
This person is a little dumb.
Xu Qing had sensed the other party a long time ago, and also saw at a glance that his cultivation had reached the level of the third group of life fires, and he even opened a lot of dharma apertures, only two away from the fourth group of life fires.
This kind of aptitude is already regarded as the arrogance of heaven in any sect.
And the many injuries on his body are enough to show that all of this was caused by his own fighting, coupled with his talent, he can perceive things that others can't, all of which make the little mute sure to have a good future.
"You can ascend to the Heavenly Palace at any time." Xu Qing said calmly.
His words echoed in the empty street, and the little mute was shocked when he heard it, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed continuously, every time he kowtowed hard.
The little mute didn't stop until a gentle force lifted him up. Relying on his induction, he faced Xu Qing's direction, with reverence in his eyes, and raised five fingers.
Xu Qing understood.
The little mute is saying that he wants to fire five groups of fire, and he wants to follow the path that Xu Qing walked.
Xu Qing nodded, he would like to see someone in the Seven-blooded Child walking on the road he had walked, but this road is very difficult.
So Xu Qing pondered, turned and left.
But there was a jade pendant that appeared in front of the little mute out of thin air, accompanied by Xu Qing's voice, echoing in the little mute's mind.
"Your last dharma aperture, you can take this jade pendant and go to the island of the sea corpse tribe to open it between life and death. If you successfully ignite five groups of life fires and form a heavenly palace, then you can go to the prison department and become a pawn."
Little Yaba shook his body, caught the jade pendant, held it firmly, looked up into the distance, his eyes became more and more determined, he admired Xu Qing, and has always been like this all these years, so he wanted to follow Xu Qing's path, wanted to get Xu Qing recognition, can follow by its side.
In particular, he sensed the terrifying existence in Xu Qing's shadow that he saw back then. It is even scarier now, but not so scary.
Because of its gaze, it always looks at Xu Qing. Awe and pleading are all the emotions contained in the eyes.
Xu Qing returned to the Sheriff's Mansion, sitting in the attic, looking at the night sky, the surroundings were very quiet, the wind made the end of his ponytail flutter slightly, just like his heart at the moment.
"Old man, it seems that there are not so many..."
"Some people, walking and walking, can't see."
Xu Qing closed his eyes, this day, besides Zhang San and the little mute, he also saw Yan Yan, who became the sword bearer, Xu Qing did not meet him.
He finally saw the root cause of Yanyan's illness. In his memory, Yanyan's character was cruel, not only for himself, but also for his enemies.
Constantly killing enemies and self-torturing seems to make her happy.
The grandma who once made Yanyan told Xu Qing that Yanyan was ill.
At that time Xu Qing couldn't see the answer, but now he knows.
Yanyan is the only person he has met in these years without any abnormality in his body.
Except for Yanyan, even if other people seem to be absent, they are actually eliminated, and they will still appear after a long time, which is different from Yanyan.
Her body seems to have never been different. Because her heterogeneity merged into her soul, and her soul was seriously polluted, which made her crazy, perverted, and self-abuse.
And it is conceivable that as time goes by, as she grows up, she will become more and more crazy.
This is also the reason why her grandmother dotes on her. She knows that her granddaughter will not live long.
But after experiencing the moon sacrifice, in Xu Qing's eyes, the soul whose words were seriously polluted also possessed a trace of divinity.
Therefore, although Xu Qing didn't see Yanyan, he fused a piece of red mother's feather into Yanyan's soul, and left her a sentence, asking her to try to practice with the power of feathers.
"She is very suitable for cultivating God."
Xu Qing opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Yinghuang Prefecture, where there was a Ghost Emperor Mountain.
Qi Ye left three days ago and went to Ghost Emperor Mountain, because the youngest was practicing there, and the little boy who practiced there with him was also the little boy back then.
As the wind blew by, her thoughts continued to spread. Xu Qing thought about many past events, many old people, such as Qingqiu, she was also in Yinghuangzhou.
In the end, Xu Qing looked at Nanhuangzhou.
At this moment, the wind stopped, Xu Qing's thoughts and eyes were retracted together, and she spoke lightly.
"Ever since you got the flesh and blood of the red mother, you have been looking at me so beggingly, especially when You Lingzi was taken away by my master, your gaze is even stronger, so...do you want to eat?"
As soon as Xu Qing's words came out, under the moonlight, his shadow immediately made waves, quickly spread around, and a dark coffin rose from the inside, covered with eyes.
Every eye showed reverence and pleading, and intermittent mood swings reverberated in Xu Qing's heart.
"Lord... good... I..."
"Eat... strong... I..."
"Shenhuo..."