Douluo: Wuhun Black Turtle, anti-armor critical strike at the beginning

Lin Jingyu spoke with some confusion and self-blame, but he didn't know what to say except to apologize. Looking at his hands, he almost strangled this good brother to death just now.

What on earth happened to him just now? Why did he behave in such a horrible and irrational way?

He couldn't figure it out at all, and it seemed as if everything that had just happened was blank and he couldn't remember anything.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was being strangled, was gasping for breath at this time. He seemed to be alive again. He felt extremely fortunate and at the same time felt that it was great to be alive.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Jingyu, while recalling what had just happened. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

He couldn't help but swallow, his neck still hurt.

But it shouldn't be a big problem.

"You seemed to be possessed by a demon just now. I almost died." Zhang Xiaofan said with some complaint.

Sticking out tongue and stroking throat.

"Sorry, I really don't know what happened just now, but I swear I will never do it again!" Lin Jingyu said immediately, feeling extremely guilty.

"Alright, alright, we two brothers, there's no need to say so much." Zhang Xiaofan heard this and saw that he had acted like this and had sworn, so he just waved his hand and let the matter go.

At the same time, they also recalled the dry old hand just now.

Zhang Xiaofan thought it was an illusion before his death.

However, Lin Jingyu was sure that the hand just now was definitely not an illusion, but real.

And it's right inside.

After the two men stood still, they both looked towards the depths of the thatched temple at the same time. At this time, the people who had retreated outside saw that the house had calmed down, and gradually came back, and followed their gazes to look into the depths of the thatched temple.

They saw an old monk with wrinkles on his face, wearing tattered robes and looking dirty, just sitting there.

And it gives people a feeling that they are about to die.

The old monk was holding a string of jade beads in his hand, among which was a round bead that was neither jade nor stone, but was dark purple in color and dull.

"Good talent, but such an extreme temper? He is not suitable for the person I want to choose. On the contrary, he has mediocre talent, but a stubborn and hard temper. He is a good choice. I don't have a better choice now."

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his gaze had long since swept over Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. He could see at a glance that Lin Jingyu had extraordinary talent and Zhang Xiaofan had mediocre talent. He had already made a decision in his mind.

He also tried to glance at the other children outside the door. Each of them had mediocre talents, even worse than Zhang Xiaofan, and their character was definitely not good either.

Now he has not much time left and has no better choice. In order not to expose his purpose, he can only choose Zhang Xiaofan as his best chess piece for inheritance.

Let the other party verify their own path.

Practice both Buddhism and Taoism!

Because Cao Miao Village is near Qingyun Gate, most people here respect Taoism, and Buddhist disciples are extremely rare.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu had also met cultivators from the Qingyun Sect.

After all, their village collects wood and exchanges it with Qingyunmen for money to make a living.

Moreover, the people from Qingyun Sect came to collect it on the agreed day.

So it saves them a lot of trouble.

After seeing the monks, they both actually wanted to become monks themselves.

But this is no harder than climbing to the sky.

So when he saw the old monk in front of him, Zhang Xiaofan asked what all the children here were thinking. He asked, "Hey, old man, who are you?"

Lin Jingyu also looked at you curiously and said, "Yes, your outfit is very strange. We have never seen it before."

However, Pu Zhi remained silent and lowered his head, looking at them, and did not give an immediate answer.

Chapter 458 Before the Storm

They saw that the old guy ignored them and did not answer him.

He just kept staring at them, and for a moment I thought this old man was sick.

"Hey, who are you? Why have I never seen you before? Where did you come from?!"

Zhang Xiaofan quickly took a step forward and asked again. This time his voice was much louder than before. He could also think that the old man was deaf, so he didn't hear what he said.

Master Puzhi still did not answer him, but asked: "Amitabha, young donor, your life was at stake just now, you just had to admit defeat, why did you insist on holding on? If I hadn't helped you, you would have lost your life in vain."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned when he heard what the old man said. Yes, he didn't know what he was thinking...

He felt that there was some truth in what the old man said, but when the time came, he still couldn't explain it and could only stand there in a daze.

Lin Jingyu, who was standing by, took a deep look at the old man in front of him, stretched out his hand, and quickly pulled Zhang Xiaofan out of the temple.

Lin Jingyu said, "What a strange guy. Let's ignore him. It's getting dark now. Let's go."

The rest of the children left one after another. It was getting dark, and looking at the weather, it felt like there would be a rainstorm tonight.

Cao Miao Village is actually quite large, and many places are not close to each other.

The sun was setting in the sky, and the wind was blowing. On a hilltop, there stood a man in black. His eyes were fixed on Caomiao Village. He muttered to himself in a low voice, "Old bald donkey, tonight I will make sure you die without a burial place."

Not long ago, above Qingyun, this old bald donkey actually came to them and wanted to spread the method of dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, but he naturally disagreed. The secret method of Qingyun Sect is noble and mysterious, how could it be spread out?

And he came down secretly this time because he had his own selfish plans.

And the old bald donkey Puzhi became one of the pawns in implementing his plan.

The man in black murmured, "The young man who just stepped into Cao Miao Village is a cultivator, but his aura is only around the Nascent Soul stage. It's not bad to have such a level of cultivation at such a young age. If possible, he can be accepted as a disciple."

Then a smile and surprise flashed in his eyes: "However, I didn't expect that the small Caomiao Village actually hides a genius sword cultivator!"

His gaze rested on Lin Jingyu who entered the house.

The man in black looked up at the sky. At this moment, the sun was setting and the sunset glow was passing across the middle of the sky.

It’s very beautiful, the sunset glow is very red, as bright as blood.

In Caomiao Village, villagers returned home after buying things and, at the urging of the village chief, prepared dinner.

Soon, smoke rose and the hot food came out of the pot.

This kind of pollution-free, residue-free and absolutely natural food is the most fragrant.

The old village chief, leaning on his walking stick, came to a thatched cottage and knocked on the door.

He exclaimed softly, "Master Immortal, we have prepared dinner. It is very rich. We can eat now!"

Inside the house, Huang Wei was sitting cross-legged in the air, meditating and practicing. Hearing the old man's call, he slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the direction of a hill with a half-smile.

Just now, with his mind, relying on his incomparably powerful soul force, he discovered the man in black standing outside the hilltop.

Moreover, his hearing ability was enhanced exponentially, and he could hear what the man in black said to himself.

Huang Wei murmured, "Cangsong, I'll be waiting for you here. Let me see how powerful your Divine Sword and Thunder Controlling Technique is."

"The one who really massacred Cao Miao Village was not Cangsong, but the insane old monk Puzhi. Now that I am here, the Cao Miao Village tragedy will not happen again."

He raised his head and arrived at the door in the blink of an eye. He opened the door and smiled at the old man in front of him and said, "Grandpa, we can finally eat. Time flies."

"Hurry up, it's a season change and the cold wind is coming. The food will get cold soon and won't taste good."

"And looking at the current weather, there is a high probability of a heavy rainstorm tonight."

The old man turned and walked towards the cafeteria, looked up at the sky with rolling dark clouds, frowned and said.

Having lived in this village all his life, he was familiar with the changes in the weather. Now, even with just a quick glance, he could tell what would happen next by the movement and color of the clouds above, as well as their thickness and density.

Hearing what the old man said, Huang Wei couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

What a good group of villagers! Unfortunately, in the original book they all became bleeding corpses.

What a pity, what a pity.

But old man, I am here in this life, so you are safe.

When we arrived at the canteen, all 274 people in the village gathered there.

Everyone looked at Huang Wei curiously.

There were also the children who were playing during the day, including Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan.

Hearing that a cultivator similar to that of the Qingyun Sect had come to the village, everyone became very curious.

So everyone's eyes were eagerly focused on Huang Wei.

"This is the monk. He is so young. Isn't he so beautiful?"

"I'm so envious. Could it be that everyone can be this beautiful after becoming a monk?"

"But I have seen the immortals of Qingyun Sect, and they don't seem to be this good-looking."

"Maybe he is an exception."

"I heard that some monks can use magic elixirs to make themselves beautiful and have a youthful appearance forever."

"I just don't know if the person in front of me is this kind of person."

“I feel like…”

......

Huang Wei was eating his food.

Listen to the villagers whispering.

He didn't care at all about being the focus of the audience.

Everything is expected.

However, those guys must not have known that their self-proclaimed whispers were clearly heard by Huang Wei. To him, it sounded as if someone was shouting in his ear with a loudspeaker.

When it comes to curious things, everyone is curious and wants to join in the fun, which is a very normal behavior.

Soon, after the meal, everyone packed up their things and left, returning to their own rooms to sleep.

At this time, two young men followed Huang Wei.

Huang Wei stopped and turned around, and the two people who followed him were Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu.

Huang Wei showed a hint of amusement and asked, "Two little guys, why are you following me all the way? What's the matter?"

"Lin Jingyu, I told you, he is a cultivator. Even if we follow him quietly, he will still know. You are trying to be smart. Why don't you just go up and ask him?"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Zhang Xiaofan told Lin Jingyu directly.

Lin Jingyu snorted, and then the two of them walked out from the pile of rice behind.

Looking at Huang Wei with a smile, Zhang Xiaofan asked, "Master, we are both very curious about cultivating immortals. I wonder if you can lead us into the immortal path. We are willing to pay the corresponding price!"

After all, it was the first time they asked in person, and they were both somewhat nervous.

Chapter 459 459 battles!

Looking at the two young children, they were about ten years old. Influenced by the environment here, their statures were taller than ordinary children.

Huang Wei said: "Sometimes, being an ordinary person and accompanying your parents to rest in peace without worries is also a happy thing."

The two were still young and didn’t understand many things. Lin Jingyu said, “We don’t understand these things, and they are not what we should think about at our age. The Immortal Master only needs to tell us how to embark on the path of cultivating immortals!”

"Starting the path of cultivation means the difference between immortals and mortals."

"If you want to become a cultivator, you must have spiritual roots, a good physique, or talent. One of the three will do."

Huang Wei said something meaningful.

"Do we have any?"

After hearing what Huang Wei said, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously.

"You have an excellent body for practicing swordsmanship." Huang Wei looked at Lin Jingyu and said.

Lin Jingyu has been very smart since childhood. After embarking on the path of cultivation, his comprehension is also very good. His achievements in cultivation are much smoother than Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan was mediocre and unproductive, but relying on chance and perseverance, he managed to become a cultivator, far surpassing Lin Jingyu.

This person is favored by heaven and earth, and is the son of the plane of great fortune.

Commonly known as the protagonist.

If it were someone else, it would be impossible to achieve the same achievements as in later generations.