Chapter 138 Innate Master

Second Master Zhao does not want Dalang to come back. He is very clear about the family's development plan. Dalang's establishment in Xiyin City is an important step for the Zhaojiabao family to expand beyond Zhige County.

After thinking about it, he said with a dark face, "Send a message to Dalang. If it is inconvenient for him to go away, then we will take revenge ourselves."

At this time, the impatient Zhao family asked, "How to take revenge? If we lead a clan siege, will it not be worthwhile?"

No one thought that with all the strength of the Zhaojiabao village, they could not defeat those four people, but thinking about the possible price, even the most optimistic Zhao family would think that such a fight would be necessary for dozens of silver dollars. , it’s really not worthwhile.

If there are more than double-digit casualties, what if we win? Moreover, if everyone cannot be kept, the other party may also retaliate against the person responsible for the acquisition, which is a mid-level martial artist. Who knows who else is behind that guy?

However, some people insist that they must show their iron blood, "We must fight, even if it doesn't make sense... If we really endure it, who else in this country will take us seriously?"

"Stop arguing," Mr. Zhao said with a dark face, "Go back and ask for war bows from the ancestral temple."

A war bow is a bow that contains magic. For such a bow, a martial artist usually uses inner energy to achieve the greatest effect. If a warrior... even if he can draw the war bow, the power of the war bow will be greatly reduced.

The ancestor of the Zhao family started his career through military service. When he founded the family, his war bow became the family's most powerful backing.

"War bow?" someone shouted, "What if the opponent can resist it?"

War weapons are not unique to Zhaojiabao. The opponent has a mid-level martial artist, so it is not surprising that they can obtain war weapons.

Someone else yelled loudly, "Second Master, have you seen the iron rod in that guy's hand? It's weird, and he must have some tricks up his sleeve."

"Iron rod?" Mr. Zhao frowned. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the iron rod was not a good thing. "I looked at it, but I didn't feel the slightest smell of a weapon. I was a little confused."

"There's nothing puzzling about this," a high-level warrior interjected, "Maybe it's the mythical creature that hides itself... Who can say clearly?"

Why doesn't Mr. Zhao know this truth? He thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, Xiaoba, take my name card and go to Tian's house in Dongmu County."

Dongmu County is where he teaches others to practice. The Tian family is also a first-class powerful person in the county. Among the students taught by Mr. Zhao, there are also about a dozen low-level disciples of the Tian family.

After a pause, seeing that no one was praising him, he explained again, "This person has that strange lighting object, the Tian family will definitely be tempted... Moreover, we can spread the word, this person seems to have the ability to identify fairy crystals." ability."

"Identify the Immortal Crystal?" More than one member of the Zhao family opened their mouths in astonishment. Are you trying to trick people into death?

The existence of immortals is not a secret in a family like the Zhao family.

"Isn't that weird?" Mr. Zhao snorted dissatisfied, "This person bought talc at a high price. He must have an ulterior secret."

The talc in his mouth is jade, so according to old legends, there seems to be some connection between this talc and the immortal crystal, but that is just a legend. In fact, many immortal sects look down on talc, so this legend is probably passed down by rumors.

The people in Zhaojiabao were discussing how to take revenge, and the atmosphere on Feng Jun's side was not very relaxed either.

Lang Zhen first diagnosed Feifei. His inner energy was not as good as Feng Jun's, but in terms of the use of inner energy, Feng Jun was not as good as Feng Jun.

His inner energy traveled through the little girl's meridians, and he finally came to a conclusion, "Fortunately, there is some displacement of the internal organs. After seven or eight days, it should be fine."

When he said these words, there was no sign of "okay" on his face.

Although Feifei is young, she is very good at observing people's emotions. She asked carefully, "Am I not going to die?"

"You can't die," Lang Zhen replied expressionlessly, "We will collect the stone. You will get 30 silver dollars, and if you have five or six silver dollars to take medicine, you will definitely be cured."

Deng Laoer's mind was racing, and when he saw this, he asked aloud, "Brother Lang, why are you so depressed? Are you afraid of the other party's revenge?"

Lang Zhen snorted lightly, but did not deny it, "I just hope they are more sensible, otherwise, we won't be the ones regretting it."

Deng Laoer asked cautiously, "Did I go too lightly? But... I can't do it harder."

"It's appropriate to be gentler," Lang Zhen replied without hesitation, "God has the virtue of a good life, and we warriors can do less killing, which will help our cultivation, but... alas, some people can't see the coffin. Cry."

"Okay, you guys are chatting," Feng Jun walked away holding the iron rod with a wooden support in one hand, a thick iron cylinder in the other, and a big bag on his back, " I’m going to test something.”

Deng Laoer jumped up and wanted to follow him, but he heard someone coughing violently. He turned around and found that Lang Zhen was coughing and winking at him, shaking his head slightly.

Boy, it's none of your business. Don't be so curious, okay?

Not long after, there was a muffled thunder-like sound in the distance. After one sound, there were three or four more intermittently.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound similar to the bursting of bamboo joints, and it also rang intermittently for about ten times.

There was nothing to say for the next two days. Every night, Feng Jun would turn on the xenon lamp, illuminating the surroundings with white snow.

On the third night, twenty miles away, Mr. Zhao and a group of people looked at the place as bright as day from a distance.

A middle-aged man with a horse-faced face asked in a deep voice, "Did you understand the whole story of that ingenuity?"

Second Master Zhao slowly shook his head, "Master Luo, this person appears strangely. Not only does he have a lot of gold and silver, but he also has many mysteries. I'm afraid he has the legacy of an immortal."

"Be careful! There is no immortal legacy," the horse-faced Master Luo said in a deep voice, "I and a few disciples were just passing by by chance. Tomorrow you send someone to test...if things go wrong, I will Will take action."

By chance? Second Master Zhao secretly sighed, Damn, you really want to be a BIAO son and build an archway at the same time.

This horse-faced Mr. Luo is an innate master invited by the Tian family in Dongmu County.

The Tian family is a large family, with a direct population of nearly a thousand, and more than ten martial arts masters, including two high-level martial arts masters, who are among the most powerful in Dongmu County. One of the purposes of Mr. Zhao Erye going to Dongmu to teach martial arts is to Establish a relationship with these powerful people.

However, how the Tian family can recruit innate masters is not something outsiders can know.

However, at this moment, Mr. Zhao was also a little disappointed: Damn, you really don’t have the responsibilities of an innate master.

He knew very well that the Tian family was extremely interested in the young man collecting stones, so they sent four martial arts masters and an innate master.

But now, Mr. Luo denied that the other party had any secrets related to the immortal.

Mr. Zhao could guess why he said that. He was just afraid that the person who collected the stones would really have something to do with the immortal. If the immortal came to investigate, he would be a congenital master.

When that time comes, it is not impossible that the entire Tian family will be uprooted.

That's why Mr. Luo is so cautious.

However, as an innate master, you are so timid as a mouse. Are you really not afraid of others laughing at you?

At this moment, Mr. Luo was humming to himself: From Male Gobi, do you know how terrifying the immortals are? How dare you openly express your interest in the possible immortal legacy?

You don’t know how to look in the mirror and see if those things...are something you can care about?

Different classes of people are exposed to different information. Master Luo is an innate master, and his understanding of immortals is not comparable to that of the bumpkins in Zhaojiabao.

The next day, it was still cloudy. Feifei got up early in the morning and had to make breakfast for several adults and younger brothers. As soon as she left the room, she screamed, "Oh..."

Deng Laoer was in charge of the night watch. It was already dark and he turned off the "fairy light". At this moment, he was a little relaxed because of his drowsiness.

Hearing this shout, he subconsciously opened his eyes, glanced sideways, and was suddenly startled, "I'm going!"

Four or five miles ahead, a large number of figures were shaking, and he hurriedly picked up the "telescope" issued by the miracle doctor.

To him, this telescope is an out-and-out good thing. He can recognize faces even from seven or eight miles away. High-level martial artists may not have such vision.

He was very curious about where this thing came from, and he even once doubted in his heart whether the miracle doctor was related to the immortal.

The miracle doctor did explain a few words, talking about a bald mirror and the like. Although Deng Laoer couldn't understand what the other party said, but looking at the way the miracle doctor talked, it seemed that the principle of this thing was not difficult to understand, and it was not too difficult to make. Great difficulty.

He picked up the telescope and took a look and found that two to three hundred people appeared four or five miles away. Then, he recognized two people and couldn't help shouting, "People from Zhaojiapu, come here." A lot!”

As soon as he finished speaking, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net two figures appeared in front of him, it was Boss Deng and Lang Zhen.

The lone wolf raised his hand, grabbed the telescope, and looked at it carefully.

Boss Deng didn't dare to compete with Brother Lang for the binoculars. He could only stare into the distance with wide eyes, and then snorted coldly, "Are you trying to crush us?"

They had imagined that the people from Zhaojiabao would come back, but he and Lang Zhen believed that if the other party wanted to come for revenge, they would most likely attack by surprise. There were many warriors from Zhaojiabao, but this did not mean that they would give up. sneak attack.

It is said that when a lion fights a rabbit, he uses his full strength and adopts a sneak attack, which will reduce the losses of the attacking party. Everyone will settle this account.

Seriously, Deng Laoer believed that if he were from Zhaojiabao, he would definitely take advantage of his numerical advantage to set up a battle formation and crush them openly. This is the domineering power a big family should have.

At the moment, it seems that his guess is more correct.

(Added update to congratulate the leader of the league, the old thief. The young man went home and found that he had lost a lot of monthly tickets, so he quickly added an update to calm down his shock.)