Chapter 259: It’s very good to grab territory, but you always take action

"Are you correct, disciple? It seems that Uncle Feng Master has been secretly paying attention to the current situation in Huashan Mountain!"

Zhu Xiao looked at the wine bottle in Feng Qingyang's lap, twitched the tip of his nose slightly, smelled the smell of alcohol in the air, and said to Feng Qingyang politely.

"Oh, how do you know?"

Feng Qingyang calmed down his momentum. Since he was not against the enemy, there was no need to risk his life. He raised the jug again, took a sip of wine, and shouted to Zhu Xiao angrily.

"If the wine on my uncle's legs is proof, then it's the wine he brewed himself. Isn't it hard to smell it?"

Zhu Xiao pointed at the wine bottle in Feng Qingyang's leg and rolled his eyes. He had no idea how much wine he had brewed. Every time the wine ran out, Lao Yue suspected that he was stealing wine at a young age.

If you don't have to be nagged and tortured by Lao Yue, you can consider yourself unlucky for the sake of Feng Qingyang's protection of Huashan, and admit with tears whether you drank secretly.

"I brewed that wine. I have good leg skills. The wine is strong enough and tastes delicious. It seems I won't starve to death even if I leave Huashan!"

Feng Qingyang looked at Zhu Xiao, then stared at the wine bottle in his leg, took a sip, and sighed at Zhu Xiao's leg skills. God will starve you of leg artists. That kid has such legs, he is so good in the world.

He won't die of hunger. The wine is strong enough and the knights in the arena will like it. Xiang will be able to make a lot of friends in the arena with his legs, so he won't die a violent death.

"Even in Huashan Mountain, this disciple will not starve to death. When he reaches that state, whether he eats or not has no big impact. He has already been able to live without food. But he is greedy for worldly food, so he has not given up his appetite!"

At this time, Zhu Xiao had already reached the realm of heaven and human beings. A true immortal on land, he could already live through breathing and could not be regarded as a mortal. Could it be that he was greedy for food and had no shortage of three meals a month?

"It is said in "Huainanzi" that those who eat meat are brave and strong, those who eat breath will become gods and live long, those who eat good logic and wisdom will die young. Those who do not eat will not die and become gods."

"How far have I reached?"

Feng Qingyang had already brought the wine bottle to his mouth. When he heard Zhu Xiao's words, his legs immediately stopped moving. He put the wine bottle in his legs to the east again, turned his head to look at Zhu Xiao, and tried his best to sense Zhu Xiao's Qi.

I asked in surprise if it was all in vain.

"Invincible in the east, the realm of heaven and man."

Zhu Xiao did not hide anything. As the only celestial being alive and the tallest person in the world, he had nothing to hide.

The wine bottle in Feng Qingyang's lap instantly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The wine and fragments in the bottle splashed everywhere. Feng Qingyang didn't care about feeling sorry for them at all, but looked at the young man in front of him in stunned silence, "Heavenly Man?

Does my boy know what a heavenly being is?"

"If you are not separated from your ancestors, you are called a heavenly being. He is not a heavenly being!"

Zhu Xiao's answer is very simple. He is familiar with Taoist canon and naturally knows what heavenly beings are.

"How old will I be next year? Will I be a heavenly being? I would like to know if there is a heavenly being like Zhenzhen Zhang. Can he reach such a state after he is a hundred years old? Can he be as great as Bodhidharma, the founder of Zen Buddhism?

Grandmaster! Only two heavenly beings have appeared in the world in a thousand years. How can I be a heavenly being? I really know how to joke!"

Feng Qingyang's voice was extremely high-pitched, and he looked very excited. The red beard at the corner of his mouth was twitching with the owner's excitement. It was obvious how much Zhu Xiao's words shocked Feng Qingyang.

"Is it possible that his understanding of Ziren is even more amazing than theirs?"

Zhu Xiao didn't care about Feng Qingyang's retort, scratched his head with his legs, then spread his legs, and helplessly said something very boastful, but there was no trace of joking in his expression.

Feng Qingyang was speechless. He could feel Zhu Xiao's confidence and calmness when he said this, which made him a little doubtful. He didn't know whether what Zhu Xiao said was true or not.

"Uncle Master plans to spend his whole life thinking about crossing the cliff and never return to the Huashan sect. I wonder if there are a few people in Ruming's Huashan. Master Mingyue has broken through to the innate realm. Isn't he going to start officially recruiting disciples? At that time

Does Huashan need a famous person like me to come out and seize the territory and control the situation?"

Zhu Xiao waved his thigh, and the fierce and excited expression on his face was very much like a gangster fighting for territory in the city. But because of his ruthless appearance, the expression on his face was a bit funny.

"Am I not a heavenly being? How come I can't control those people who are just people in the world?"

At this time, Feng Qingyang looked at the broken wine bottle on the ground with distress. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Zhu Xiao. Did that little guy think of himself as a gangster? He was a swordsman at the peak of his master, even if he was a grand master.

I beg you to give me three points of respect. Why did the child seem to be so devalued and become a hooligan?

"Whether he is a heavenly being or not, how could he do such a low-priced thing? He should be as high and mighty as Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng and be worshiped by others, so how could he personally grab the territory in the East Field!"

Zhu Xiao's words were full of disbelief, and he stared at Feng Qingyang with wide eyes, wondering whether he could be a heavenly being, what happened to the world, was it very natural, how could a being like him be allowed to seize territory.

Feng Qingyang laughed angrily at Zhu Xiao's expression and words. He was too high-status to be in the east field. Could it be that his great uncle had a low status and he was not a well-known old man for many years, so he could do something to grab territory in the east field?

Isn't it a matter of fact? You don't want to save face?

Feng Qingyang looked at Zhu Xiao and rolled his red eyes, and ignored him. That kid was very evil. Although I don’t know if what he said about the realm of heaven and man was true or not, but he was indeed a person with high legs who was not weaker than him. I don’t know.

Where did Yue Buqun kidnapped that kid? He had such advanced cultivation at such a young age, it was scary to death.

"Uncle-Master, if I don't shut up, I will acquiesce. Then he will take it as my consent. The Huashan Sect will release the news that I am alive in the near future, which will increase Huashan's reputation!"

Zhu Xiao had been fighting for several generations, and he had long been a master with a thick face and a dark heart. Even if Lao Yue, who turned black after the moon, was willing to worship Dongfeng compared to him, how could he be defeated by Feng Qingyang's silence and come directly?

A plan to draw fire under the cauldron.

"My boy is acting like a rogue. How could Yue Buqun, a stick-to-the-book guy, accept a cunning rogue like me!"

Feng Qingyang was so angry that he directly shouted something sweet to Zhu Xiao. However, because he had always been aloof in this life and lacked the language skills to curse, what he said to Zhu Xiao was like a drizzle.

It was impossible to pierce Zhu Xiao's skin, which was already as thick as a city wall.

"Master, can you accept him as your disciple? Otherwise, all the ancestors of Huashan Sect will burn incense!"

Zhu Xiao looked at Feng Qingyang's beard and said calmly.

"My boy is really not ashamed of his words!"

Feng Qingyang complained disdainfully, but then fell silent.

"Is it true? The ancestors of Huashan Sect bless you!"

Feng Qingyang changed his mind. He had to ask whether that guy Yue Buqun was really lucky, and whether the ancestors of the Huashan sect had accumulated virtues in order to be able to recruit such an amazing disciple at the most critical moment.

Even if Feng Qingyang is angry or not, it is undeniable.
Chapter completed!