Chapter 389 What Kind of Magic Is This?

"no response?"

Fu Zhi looked at Xu Xiaoshou's facial expressions and was speechless, unable to say a word.

He was confused.

You should give me a response!

Where did that "Heaven's Secret Technique" come from? I don't speak a word, I just smile but don't smile. Do you think I'm a god who can read minds?

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou quickly came to his senses and quickly moved Fu Zhi's hand away.

"keep distance."

This very serious sentence clearly expressed Xu Xiaoshou's mood at the moment.

No matter how unwilling he is, he must draw a clear line with this person.

If Fu Zhi leaves the sea of ​​flowers, will he trap himself back?

That's simply impossible!

If this guy also goes to the dinner party later, how close the relationship between everyone will be at this time, how embarrassing it will be later, okay? !

Fu Zhire's face touched Leng's ass, but he didn't feel unhappy at all.

On the contrary, a guy with such a personality and who cherishes his words like gold must be a real person.

It's hard to say that my own secret technique can still find a breakthrough from this guy!

"Brother Shou, I won't say much else about Fu. If you were able to break through this spiritual formation today, you must have extraordinary attainments in the 'Tian Ji Technique'."

"May I ask, where did you learn from me?"

Fu Zhi got straight to the point.

"Tianjishu?"

Xu Xiaoshou chewed on this term. This was the second time he heard this professional term from this guy.

but……

What is this?

Tianjishu?

My thing is called textile art!

It is thousands of miles different from this "Heaven's Secret Technique"!

No further questions were asked, but Fu Zhi nodded directly.

"Yes, it's the Heavenly Secret Technique. Brother Shou can't hide it from me. Ordinary spiritual formation methods will definitely not be able to break my 'Heavenly Secret Formation'."

"Is it possible that you were the one who taught you?"

Xu Xiaoshou had a headache.

He gets a headache when he hears "Brother Shou"!

But Fu Zhi's words revealed a lot of information.

Is it possible for "Tian Ji Shu" to be able to create so many nested spiritual formations at the master level?

Could it be that this thing is an upgraded version of the spiritual formation method?

Also, who is that?

Xu Xiaoshou was most annoyed by guys who talked in a vague way, so he asked directly: "Who is it?"

Fu Zhi was stunned, "No?"

"If you don't tell me, how will I know?"

Fu Zhi was a little confused now.

"There is only one Tianji Technique in the mainland. Besides Dao Qiongang, who else can do it?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned: "Dao Qiongang?"

Who is this?

He felt vaguely familiar, as if someone had mentioned it in front of him, but he couldn't remember it.

Fu Zhi was startled again.

"Just the palace master!"

"Qui Lei Han, the Eight Masters, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky."

"Holy Temple, Master of Tao Temple!"

It wasn't until the last sentence "Master of the Dao Palace" came out that Xu Xiaoshou was suddenly surprised.

What Fu Zhi was talking about turned out to be the number one person in the Holy God Continent and the current master of the Holy God Hall, Dao Qiongcang!

Is this Tianjishu related to Dao Qiongang?

Or is this the only one in mainland China?

Xu Xiaoshou's mind suddenly became foggy again.

But seeing the doubt in Fu Zhi's eyes, he knew that he was acting a little too ignorant!

There's no way!

The opinions and realms of the two parties are completely different from each other. Xu Xiaoshou has only stayed in Tiansang County, so his thinking cannot keep up with this person.

This situation often happened in his conversations with Mr. Sang.

After all, that old guy always likes to use the reputation of some strong man to suppress his spirit.

Xu Xiaoshou has long been used to it.

He flicked his hand, and the astonishment on his face disappeared, and then he stopped his hand calmly, as if the name of a little person lost in the depths of his memory was mentioned, and it took him a while to recall it.

"Oh, him."

"No, this is not Tianji Technique."

Fu Zhi felt that he was shocked.

Oh, him?

With such a casual tone, this guy shows how much he disdains Dao Qiongang!

Is it possible that what he practices is not Tianji Technique, but a terrifying Taoist inheritance that is comparable to Tianji Technique?

In the competition between the two, do they look down on each other?

Fu Zhi suddenly became serious and said, "Fu has little knowledge, dare I ask what kind of inheritance Brother Shou practices?"

"Weaving."

Xu Xiaoshou thought without thinking and answered. He didn't know how to do it at all, but this man knew it. In this case, pretending would lead to a miserable death, so it was better to tell the truth.

And to be honest, I don’t necessarily know this guy yet.

as expected!

"Textile art..." Fu Xing really didn't think about the secular textile art at the first time.

On the contrary, the scene of the God of War with thousands of needles dancing wildly behind Xu Xiaoshou and wreaking havoc on the sea of ​​flowers appeared in his mind again.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Xu Xiaoshou laughed.

He stretched out his hand, pinched it with his fingers, and each of his fingertips pinched a spiritual needle.

"What is this?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

Fu Zhi looked at the spiritual needle and fell into deep thought.

Is this the manifestation of some great avenue?

It doesn't look like it...

Or, what kind of secret is this?

Not really...

After searching through all the weird abilities in his memory, Fu Zhi suddenly felt that there was only one ordinary ability that could explain it.

"This is……"

"Needle?"

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at him and nodded approvingly: "Not bad, very insightful."

Most people, even if they guessed it, would not dare to say it directly.

Fu Zhi:? ? ?

"Suspected, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou did not speak, and as soon as he crossed his hands, the spiritual essence was compressed into a line.

As the spiritual needle moved, a swaying spiritual line appeared behind the needle butt.

"What is this?" Xu Xiaoshou asked again.

Fu Zhi's face showed a strange look.

Even if he wanted to connect this thing with some high-end stuff, his reason and memory were clearly telling him: I can't do it.

"Line?" He stammered, his voice carrying a little uncertainty.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled with his eyes, pursed his lips and nodded: "Not bad."

Fu Zhi: "..."

He was speechless.

But when he thought of the scene of this guy flying in the air without moving, using thousands of needles to break the sea of ​​flowers, he was a little excited.

Could it be that this simple thing can be combined into a terrifying weapon?

He looked down with expectation.

Xu Xiaoshou felt his gaze and began his own action.

As his hands danced, the needles soon crisscrossed in the void, playing the music of the wind, dazzling people.

Fu Zhi swallowed his saliva, staring at Xu Xiaoshou's movements, trying to understand something from it.

This is the legendary "weaving technique" that can break his "heavenly secret array"!

Perhaps, there is only one chance in this life that I can get so close to it!

I must seize it!

Xu Xiaoshou's hands were flying, and this casual weaving action was completely random to him.

After accidentally glancing at Fu Zhi on the side, he saw a familiar figure in this man's eyes.

Such a thirst for knowledge...

Yunhe, is it you, Yunhe?

Xu Xiaoshou has already noticed something wrong. This guy seems to have too high expectations of himself.

But my own demonstration...

Fu Zhi's eyes widened, while Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became more and more empty. Finally, both sides stopped abruptly at the climax of the rhythm.