After handling some things, the three of them drank and reminisced.

When he was drunk, Zhou Shu's expression suddenly changed. He bowed and stood up and left.

Hua Lin was puzzled, "What's wrong with Brother Zhou?"

Zhao Yige drank on his own, "What else can it be? I must have found something abnormal. However, this time it looks very serious, maybe I have found that thing."

Hua Lin said unconsciously, "Ah? Do we want to go?"

Zhao Yige waved his hand and drank it all over again, "In this Lingyu City, there should be nothing he can't do. Just wait. Your story hasn't been finished yet, so continue talking..."

Hua Lin thought about it and said with a smile, "The Hua family..."

Zhou Shu's body was as lightning as lightning and soon appeared on the previous street.

"Why is this happening..."

Under the calm face, there is a surging heart.

The divine thoughts he released kept searching, most of which were not abnormal, but a wisp of divine thoughts left beside the beggar disappeared, and disappeared without a trace. It was not until he felt this way.

Who can quietly annihilate his divine thoughts?

Even Zhou Shu didn't dare to believe it, even the ninth level of the Tribulation Realm might not be able to do it.

He glanced at him and said that the beggar had long disappeared before.

And my other divine thoughts did not sense the beggar, and they disappeared silently.

This opponent...

When Zhou Shu defeated Quan Uneasy in the battle outside the Chongyang Palace, it was basically certain that no one in the world of immortal cultivation could pose a great threat to him. Quan Uneasy was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Tribulation Realm, and relied on the Flowing Fire Formation. In the end, he also admitted defeat, which gave Zhou Shu a clear understanding of his strength and no longer had any concerns. No matter who his opponent was, he would no longer feel like he was surging.?? 1?? Reading the book w

But at this time, he was really worried.

Is that beggar really a mortal?

Could it be that the cultivation level has reached the point where the rest of the world has not been able to see the realm?

The old man in the tavern was still talking loudly, and Zhou Shu suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Where did the beggar go just now?"

"What beggar...what are you doing, are you looking for death?"

There was a person in front of the old man, and he asked himself directly, regardless of his identity as a cultivator in the God Transformation Realm. He immediately became furious and soon discovered that no matter what method he used, he was like a rock sinking into the sea and had no reaction.

The old man immediately stopped and whispered, "Senior...who are you?"

Zhou Shu said in a straight voice, "Don't ask who I am. The beggar you were angry with before, have you seen it? Where have you gone?"

"That beggar?"

The old man was stunned, "That beggar with clouds on his head?"

Zhou Shu said suspiciously, "Eight Colors, shouldn't the noble you are talking about as the seven-color auspicious cloud?"

"It is normal to have seven colors, but there is still a black strand on his head. If you don't look closely, you can't tell it. It's because of this that I haven't come forward to make friends. The seven colors are mixed with black, and they have great noble spirits, but it is not a good omen..."

The old man explained in detail that it turned out that some of the previous words were nonsense.

Zhou Shu pondered slightly, "Where has he been?"

The old man hurriedly said, "I left, I walked out along this street and disappeared soon. Well, I walked very quickly. Huh, where are the people?"

When I looked again, the person in front of me was gone, as if I had never been here.

The old man shook his head and touched his beard, "What's going on? Could it be that I'm dreaming in broad daylight..."

Zhou Shu walked straight forward and quickly rushed out of the city gate.

The perception of the divine consciousness seems to have no effect on the beggar, but the vision should be OK, otherwise the old man will not be able to see it.

Outside Lingyu City, there is a plain with a wide view.

Sure enough, a beggar staggered a hundred miles ahead. Looking at his appearance, he was the beggar who had been in the city before.

Zhou Shu felt relieved and immediately chased after him.

The two were only a hundred miles apart, but they didn't know where they had chased after a long distance, but the distance was getting farther and farther. In their sight, the beggar turned into a small black dot, and they were almost out of sight.

Although Zhou Shu was not good at speed, few people could compare to him when he launched the escape technique.

This beggar is actually faster than him.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, Zhou Shu let out a light whistle, "I'm sorry, I'm rude."

The green sword came out of his hand and drew a long rainbow, which was as fast as the wind in the domain. The sword light flashed between the several rises and falls, and it was only a few miles away from the black dot.

The speed of a monk is hard to compare with the full speed of a flying sword, and it also has a domain bonus.

The sword naturally had Zhou Shu's divine thoughts attached.

Zhou Shu said in a relaxed voice, "Who is fellow Taoist, why are you coming and going in a hurry?"

"Oh."

With a chuckle, the beggar turned around and looked exactly what he had seen before. The red dot between his eyebrows became extremely shiny, and although it was bright, it did not diverge, like the stars in the night sky.

Seeing the abnormality, Zhou Shu's face tightened, "What did you do in Lingyu City?"

"Haha, why bother chasing me?"

The sound is deep and harsh, and it is also a bit harsh.

The beggar faced Zhou Shu and was still slowly retreating, but it just looked slow. The two were still far apart. Zhou Shu still couldn't get close, but instead became farther and farther away.

Zhou Shu said in a vocal voice, "Who are you?"

The beggar smiled slightly, "I'm already in your hands, and I'm asking who I am?"

Zhou Shu felt a little moved, "You really came out of it."

"I've been bored for too long."

The beggar nodded slowly, showing a desolate feeling, "It's great to be able to come out, thank you too... Well, I'll give you that thing to you. If you can find a way to use it, haha."

Zhou Shu was slightly shocked and shouted in a deep voice, "What the hell are you, what did you do in Lingyu City?"

The beggar said lightly, "I've been bored for too long, I've just gained some vitality."

"vitality?"

Zhou Shu was shocked, "You have taken the lifespan of the people in the city?"

"Life and death are not the life span of a person. Don't worry, it's not harmful. It will be turned around in a few days."

The beggar shook his head, with a little regret in his eyes, "Haha, your city is really full of vitality. If possible, I really want to live there forever, but it's a pity, alas..."

Zhou Shu was a little confused. He might understand the vitality, but what is the crash? And from the beggar's words, the crash is not exclusive to humans, and even cities have it.

In a daze, the beggar was far away from much, only a little bit wide and soon disappeared.

A voice came from a distance, "You are very good, I reminded me of him, alas... I will see you again if you are destined to do so in the future."

Knowing that it was impossible to catch up, Zhou Shuli was still there, speechless for a moment.

Soon, the Qing Jian turned around to him.

Caiying said in surprise, "That man is so strange. My sword intent seems to be completely inaccessible. I can only go there and can't move."

"Well, I find it very strange, go back."

Zhou Shu picked up the green sword and slowly walked back to the city.

There were many doubts in his heart. The only thing that could be confirmed was that this beggar was not a real entity, but a virtual body, but a spiritual consciousness could not be distinguished at all.

Is it really the spirit of the weapon in that thing?
Chapter completed!