"Hurry, read it to me. With my talent, I can go back to take revenge in less than a year or two." Zhao Xiaojie let out a depressed laugh, and the greed in her eyes could no longer be concealed.
"Okay!" Zhao Chui nodded and was about to recite the cultivation formula of the Golden Body Skill.
However, before he could express his word, an inexplicable pressure came, and he was completely trapped in his place, his mouth opened and closed, but he could not make a sound.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Xiaojie waited for a long time but couldn't hear the sound. Then she realized something was wrong and asked anxiously.
After a long time, Zhao Cui let out a long sigh and sighed: "I'm afraid this technique cannot be passed to you. No matter how you do it, you won't make a sound."
"Then you write it!" Zhao Xiaojie became even more anxious.
Zhao Cui thought for a while, nodded and began to write on the ground with his hands.
Similarly, if you didn't write a word, your body was imprisoned again and you couldn't be afraid of it.
"How about it?"
"No, I can't write it down!" Zhao Cui sighed helplessly.
Zhao Xiaojie showed disbelief, "Brother, although I treat you normally, I am a brother and sister after all. After all, don't deceive me."
"How could I deceive you? But, this technique really cannot be dictated or written down, and I have no choice."
The suspicion in Zhao Xiaojie's eyes became even more serious. She seemed to have figured out something and chuckled: "Brother, don't make up such a ridiculous reason."
"And, even if you have inheritance with your qualifications, it's not your turn, right?"
Her implication is that I have such a good qualification and I will be with my inheritance.
"I have really obtained the inheritance. I will use my skills to show you!" Zhao Cui was also anxious and quickly sat down cross-legged and began to use the Golden Body Strategy.
It was a little obscure at the beginning, but when it was later on, a light golden light appeared in its body, transforming its own true energy.
"It's true!" Zhao Xiaojie was shocked, and then she was shocked. Zhao Cui's cultivation level had actually improved, and he had further improved from the second level of the Qi-induced realm.
"How is this possible?" Zhao Xiaojie couldn't believe that there was such a strange thing.
"Brother, in order to avenge you as soon as possible, you must pass this kung fu to me!"
Zhao Chui spread his hands helplessly, "I can't do anything. I guess the senior doesn't allow me to pass it to others."
"After practicing such a level of martial arts, you can start a sect and become a sect's ancestor." Zhao Xiaojie said in her heart.
Zhao Cui continued: "Sister, I don't want to run away from home anymore, I plan to settle down here."
"Don't you want to take revenge?" Zhao Xiaojie looked gloomy.
"A gentleman takes revenge for ten years. When he is successful in his cultivation, he will kill him back." Zhao Cui's dark face showed a strong look, "You stay here too, I will protect you in the future!"
Zhao Xiaojie's lips curled slightly, with a hint of contempt, but she didn't say anything, but stared at the statue of the god worshipped in the temple in a daze.
"I'll go and tell the village chief that your injury has not fully recovered yet. Wait for me here and don't run around."
After he left, Zhao Xiaojie came to her senses.
He stood up barely, came to the statue, hesitated for a moment, and slowly knelt down: "Disciple Zhao Xiaojie is burdened with a deep revenge on the sea of ​​blood. I hope the senior can fulfill it and pass it on to my inheritance."
The eyes of the stone statue opened a gap again.
Lin Qin looked at the girl in front of him silently, and a layer of blood that was invisible to the naked eye surged on his body.
"Disciple Zhao Xiaojie is also willing to become a member of Dadi Village and protect the village like Zhao Cui."
Lin Qin sneered in his heart. Compared to Zhao Cui, this little girl was very slippery and even played a word game.
"The disciple is extremely talented and has the highest level of pure spiritual roots. He is the best in Fanyun Town. He can definitely inherit his legacy and carry forward it."
"Although Zhao Cui is my brother, his disciple is a hundred times better than him, and he is the best candidate for inheritance."
Zhao Xiaojie knelt on the ground, and kowtowed while saying.
However, a quarter of an hour passed and he still did not enter the illusion of the illusion that Zhao Chuan mentioned, and his face gradually became gloomy.
"Little sister, what are you doing?" Just as she was about to destroy the statue, Zhao Chuan's voice came from behind, which made her subconsciously stop her movements.
When he turned around, he was already smiling, "Brother, you are back."
Zhao Cui was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on his face and nodded, "Well, the village chief gave me a bowl of wild vegetable porridge, come and drink it."
Zhao Xiaojie's heart suddenly felt turbulent, and she was quickly suppressed, "Brother, we are half of us."
Just then, a voice came from outside the square.
"Brother Zhao, hurry up, while the sky is still there, we will go and cut some trees and build a house for you." This is the voice of villager Li Dachui.
"Hey, okay!" Zhao Cui smiled innocently, stuffed the bowl into the girl's arms, turned around and ran away.
Chapter completed!