As for whether this little thing is a golden silkworm Gu, I don’t know. Anyway, the old man in Tang costume just said it casually, so whoever heard it was just that.

After all, my understanding of the insects is very limited.

He was tamed in a confused manner and raised in a confused manner. Who knew that he would become the golden silkworm Gu in the mouths of others!

However, at this moment, my concern about blaming you was not diminished at all. After all, the little thing was burned by the fire just now.

At this time, seeing that Zhou Qingyang had no bullets, I just wanted to get up and go out, but Hu Zi pressed it down and pointed at my arm. I immediately understood that he was afraid that I would go out and reveal my identity.

But I was anxious. The old man's flame was very high. I could clearly feel it through the insect. What if this little guy was burned to death?

However, my worry was obviously unnecessary. In just a few breaths, the worry on my face was wiped out.

Because the little guy sent me the message, it seemed nothing serious.

It shone with its wings, hovered above the heads of several people, and made a squeaking sound in its mouth. Even if it was far away, it could feel the violent brute force on its body.

On the ground, Ouyang Yunzhi was still covering his stomach and screaming. The insects were already rioting in his stomach. The reason why he was not immediately killed by the insects was because I tried to suppress them.

The moment he was about to be exploded by the Gu worm, I suppressed the Gu worm with my mind because I suddenly wanted to leave a living mouth first. Anyway, he was already controlled by me and could take his life at any time.

Of course, the most important thing is that his name saved him because he and Ouyang Yunrui were only one word apart. I was worried that the two would have anything to do with each other? If they were wrong to kill, it would be troublesome.

After all, now I am half of my own between Ouyang Yunrui, so I still have to leave some room for others. This has nothing to do with the New Year, but because of my conscience.

After all, it is human nature between anyone, so as not to make a fuss about both sides at that time.

Ouyang Yunzhi was controlled, Zhou Qingyang lost bullets, and now only the old man in Tang suit was threatened.

At this moment, the old man in Tang suit was staring at the little thing above his head, his face was extremely solemn, and he was holding the remaining ball tightly, but he didn't dare to throw it out easily.

After a moment of stalemate, the old guy clasped his fists with a heavy expression and gently bowed his hands to the surroundings.

"I wonder which expert is from my fellow traveler? Can you show up and see me?"

While talking, he protected Zhou Qingyang behind him, slowly stretched out his other hand, grabbed a small tree as thick as a wrist next to him, and then squeezed it hard.

The small tree with a cracking sound was directly pinched by him.

My pupils shrank, this old man was so strong!

Even if it is a master in the Xuanmen, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to have such great strength to cut off the tree trunk. This is simply a pair of iron pliers.

But immediately afterwards, I found a trace of unusualness. His nails were sharp, hard and long, just like a cold light flashing like an iron hook.

The strangest thing is that his left hand is dry and shriveled, with a faint bluish-purple skin, tightly wrapped around the bones and joints, looking like a dry bird's claws.

But his right hand looks like a normal person.

Judging from his left hand, I guessed that it was a horizontal kung fu, but I didn't expect that this old man was actually an outer master.

And in my mind, I couldn't help but recall the rumors that my grandfather had told me before.

Looking at the world, there are many capable people, and countless masters are even more. Although most people in the Xuanmen pay attention to cultivating internal energy, some people also focus on practicing external skills, and even their bodies, such as the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt.

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Of course, this is different from the golden light protection seen on TV. The golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt seen on TV are just for the sake of visual effects.

The real golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt is simply horizontal practice.

It is said that I have to start practicing since I was a child. By pounding and kneading the body, the muscle tissue of the body is completely tight, until the skin of the body is broken, and then use special potions to perform it.

Soak the body.

Repeat this way.

After a long period of exercise, a series of changes will occur in the human body.

At the beginning, the muscles will gradually lose their softness and become stiffer, and a layer of keratin will appear on the surface of the skin due to the potion.

At this time, the body's ability to resist strikes will become very terrifying, and this horizontal practice can be considered a small success.

Once you have practiced to this level, the fists and feet of ordinary people will not pose any threat to them. Hitting this kind of person is like tickling, and it will even make you feel that your fists cannot stand it.

I heard from my grandfather that he had seen such an expert in rural Shandong before. He had a conflict with the villagers for vegetable fields and was chopped on him with a shovel.

The result was shocking. The sharp shovel only left a faint white mark on his body, and even his skin was not broken.

As a result, the person who beat the person was stunned on the spot, and the five brothers collectively admitted defeat.

Grandpa visited this old man at the beginning. According to the old man, their ancestors were the top martial arts scholars in the Qing Dynasty. He began to practice horizontal kung fu since he was a child.

Kung Fu is passed down from ancestors, especially the kind of potion, which is the key to cultivation.

It was not until then that my grandfather realized the power of this kind of external skills.

According to my grandfather's description, this old man had performed the great practice of horizontal kung fu for him. As soon as he took off his clothes, he directly knocked down the brick wall in the yard with his body.

The situation of the old man in front of him seems to be practicing similar kung fu, but he is partially creating it.

There are several types of things I think of, such as the large coffin opening hand, the eagle claw skill, or the iron sand palm. Each of these skills is extremely terrifying.

My grandfather also told me about this kind of local skills in the hands, and you also need to have great perseverance when practicing.

For example, the Eagle Claw Technique emphasizes grip. In order to achieve extremely strong finger strength, you need to exercise very much. Grab the stone pier and the iron ball in the early stage. In the later stage, cut the gourd twice, throw it into the water tank, and your belly is facing up.

Grab it with your hands.

You can imagine what a terrifying state this old man could grab the tree trunk. I thought he had reached the state of grabbing the ladle, if he had twisted his arm...

I can't imagine it.

Suddenly, the gaze that was watching in my heart stopped at the place where we were.

"Friends, come out and see you!"
Chapter completed!