Four Hundred and Forty-Three Can't Figure It Out

The dragon-slaying knife slashed at the vulture, and the vulture fluttered its wings in a hurry to escape, but the knife came all over the sky, completely locked on the vulture's breath, and it couldn't escape at all. Hearing a loud bang, the vulture, unable to use its spiritual energy to defend, had its huge head cut off by the dragon-slaying knife, and blood gushed out immediately, as if it had dyed the whole world red.

"Forbidden technique! The five thunders rectify the law!"

Purple thunderclouds shrouded all directions, this time the target was Wu Xuan...

"Forbidden technique! Demon-breaking sword array!"

"Forbidden technique! Magic Flame Calcination!"

...

Zhou Xing spurted out a large amount of blood continuously, and his face became extremely pale, but he was still making quick seals. When a new forbidden technique was about to be completed, he finally saw Wu Xuan, who had desperately resisted and sacrificed all kinds of treasures. The magic flame burned to ashes.

With the last bit of strength he got out of the cauldron, he fell headfirst.

On the highest peak of Hu'er Mountain, there was an old man in white robe standing there. He looked down and shook his head gently, stroked his beard and murmured: "This kid must be sick, he plays so big every time."

When Zhou Xing woke up, he found himself lying in the Temple of War God. He was a little dazed for a moment. He thought he was asleep. Everything that happened before was a dream, a real and long-lasting dream. But as soon as he moved, there was pain everywhere in his body, and he immediately knew that it was not a dream, and that some senior from the inner sect must have brought him back, so he couldn't help but blush.

He struggled to sit up and saw a ring next to it, which seemed to be the one Wu Xuan was wearing, and immediately grabbed it to check. The questioning heart needle and the bloodthirsty knife were lying quietly inside, and there were some spiritual weapons, And thousands of middle-grade spiritual energy pills.

Zhou Xing was overjoyed, he forgot the pain in an instant, and stood up suddenly, but the pain made him gasp, the smile and pain coexisted on his face, and his expression looked very funny.

With a bang, the door was knocked open again, and Die Wu rushed in with a lot of expressions, worrying and even joyful.

"You are finally willing to wake up! You have been asleep for four days! How can you sleep so well?" Die Wu asked with her hands on her hips, and then she burst out laughing, her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.

Zhou Xing was startled, scratched his head and asked, "Have you been guarding outside the door?"

Die Wu suddenly said with a guilty conscience: "Yes, otherwise... Master asked me to guard, he is afraid that you will have an accident."

Zhou Xing smiled,

Pulling her to sit down again, he said: "Come on, share half of the meeting, let's sit on the ground and share the spoils, you pick first." He took off the new ring as he spoke.

Die Wu's eyes turned red, she quickly lowered her head, and said firmly, "I don't want it."

"Why? They're all good things!" Zhou Xing said puzzled.

"Just don't."

Zhou Xing smiled awkwardly, and said: "Well, I'll keep it for now, and you can talk when you want. But you have to talk early, I'm a prodigal, and I'll lose everything later."

Die Wu covered her mouth and laughed.

"The way you smile...you look pretty." Zhou Xing said something suddenly, and he was taken aback for a moment after he finished speaking.

Die Wu was also stunned, and hurriedly lowered her head, her face blushing.

Neither of the two spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. Zhou Xing wanted to slap himself in the face.

"Oh, by the way, do you know how you came back?" After another period of silence, Die Wu took the initiative to speak.

"Yes, how did I get back? I don't remember at all!"

"I also heard from the master that the suzerain brought you back. This simple task is actually an evaluation of everyone. The suzerain personally assessed. I only got a mid-level evaluation, and I was scolded by the master again. It got the middle and upper rating." Die Wu said with some disappointment.

"What about me? Do you know?" Zhou Xing asked nervously.

"I know, you got...a low-level review."

"Ah?" Zhou Xing couldn't believe his ears, "Zhongxia? No way? Did I make a mistake?"

"I heard that there are comments, but only a few elders know about it, and they don't tell everyone. Master knows, but he refuses to say a word. Huh, I can guess it without saying it. It must mean that I don't need to practice. If you go up a class."

For this evaluation, Zhou Xing was not very convinced. He felt that he had tried his best to give such a bad review, so he wanted to ask the old man who swept the floor to give a review, but when he thought that the old man was now the suzerain, he always had a cold face , and some dare not go.

"Brother Xing, don't worry too much. I think the suzerain's comment is to encourage us to work hard. You just woke up, take a good rest. I'll go first, or Master will scold you again." Die Wu stuck out her tongue, Taking a peek at Zhou Xing, he ran away in a panic.

After Die Wu left, the Temple of War God suddenly became empty and deserted. Zhou Xing looked around and felt that the place was too big for the first time.

He began to meditate with his legs crossed, and slowly circulated the second qi to check the internal and external injuries. When another severe pain came, he couldn't help laughing bitterly. He couldn't remember how many times he had suffered such serious injuries.

"Bad review, it's actually a bad review." The more Zhou Xing thought about it, the more dissatisfied he was. Not only did he spend half a month of precious time in a place like Hu'ershan, which greatly reduced the efficiency of his practice, but he also worked hard every day. Fighting wits and courage with the people around him, he finally completed the task, but the evaluation he got was actually a bad evaluation.

The more Zhou Xing thought about it, the more he held his breath, and gradually couldn't sit still, so he turned his heart and walked out of the hall with his teeth bared, and flew to the top of Misty Peak with the Ling Ye.

He didn't dare to go to Yunxiao Palace to ask the old man to comment, where he was the suzerain of a faction, he was not angry and majestic, and looked scary, but if he saw the old man here, he would not be so afraid, and would dare to reason with him .

He usually comes here to practice Cliff Jumping Fist. After punching the ground, the hole he hit gets smaller and smaller. After he doesn't punch and lands, the injuries he suffers become lighter and lighter. But he didn't come here today to practice Cliff Jumping Fist. Instead, he came to judge, so before the old man came back, he sat down, looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and waited while practicing Guanyunquan.

"You're awake, what do you need from me?" Zhou Xing just sat down when a cold voice came from behind, and it was Hong Hai who spoke.

Zhou Xing was startled, and hurriedly got up to salute: "I have seen the suzerain!"

"Your internal breath is not stable, it seems that you have breath in your chest, are you here to ask me why I gave you a bad review?"

Zhou Xing was shocked again, and suddenly felt that he was a transparent person in front of the other party, and he could see through him at any time.

"If you don't speak, it's the default."

Zhou Xing nodded and said, "I can't figure it out."

"Then tell me, where can't you figure it out?"

Zhou Xing thought for a while and said: "I think this task is not easy, and it can even be said to be difficult. Wu Xuan is a high-level Dongxuan, and I am only a low-level Niwan. I can't beat him, but I finally completed the task. , and almost died, at least you should comfort him, right?"