Nie Wushuang's eyes widened and stared at Fu Xuesong.

"Hmph, don't glare at me. You think you are comfortable and powerful enough, right? Little do you know that in the eyes of everyone, you are just a fool; you are a mere Qi training monk, but you have not grown up yet, and you dare to offend a foundation-building monk at will. Do you think your behavior is not too much? Didn't he do the same when he was the first day of the lunar calendar and the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar? But don't forget that your cultivation is there; and your interactions with Bu Yanyun made Mo Qingyu have long been unhappy with you. If He Qingshan had not wanted to use Bu Yanyun to investigate my herb usage status? Do you think you could live to this day? Mo Qingyu didn't go to find you, you would have thought your tail could rise to the sky? If you only showed the first-level Qi training cultivation and were protected by the rules of the Yunmeng Continent, such behavior would be like death."

Fu Xuesong looked at Nie Wushuang and said, "Don't be upset, I'm teaching you, don't waste your energy, I dare not say other disciples in the hall, but Mo Qingyu used my Cedar Practice of the Cedar Hall. The little injury he brought to you is nothing in my eyes, but today I want you, Nie Wushuang, to remember this injury, this pain!"

Nie Wushuang clenched his teeth, constantly mobilizing the chaotic energy in Chaos' eyes to run through his whole body for healing.

Fu Xuesong didn't care whether Nie Wushuang listened or not, as if he said to himself: "Why did I kill the four great guardians? Is it so much hatred with them? To talk about hatred, the hatred between me and the Demon Sect is deeper. The four great guardians and me are really a friendship that has been overcoming for decades! Why? Why did I still kill them? Nie Wushuang! This is the cultivation world, not the mortal world where you were born, you were beaten up, okay, find someone to fight back in a few days? Do you think that's that simple? What does the cultivation world pay attention to? It's strength. In the cultivation world, you are destined to need to have enough cultivation."

Fu Xuesong suddenly stopped and said, "You boy, so I tell you that in the world of cultivation, you either have the best strength in the world, or you are obedient with your tail, or you are as sinister, cruel and cunning as a fox. Otherwise, you can live today and tomorrow? Okay, if you want to listen, you will listen. If you don't want to listen, then you will do whatever you want." As he said that, Fu Xuesong pushed Nie Wushuang with a palm. Surrounded by spiritual energy, the meridians in Nie Wushuang's body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With just half a incense stick, Nie Wushuang's physical injury recovered as before. This kidnapping monk and foundation-building monk are indeed different.

Through these incidents, Nie Wushuang discovered that the difference between Qi training cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators is not too big, but the foundation establishing cultivators and the Dan-building cultivators are really different.

At this time, after Nie Wushuang recovered from his injury, he looked at Fu Xuesong with an expressionless face, wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and slowly spoke: "Old Fu, say more, I will listen."

Fu Xuesong waved his hand and said, "Wu Shuang, what I said to you today may be because of my selfishness. When you escaped from my hands that day, I knew that I could not be able to resolve the relationship between you and you in this life. In my opinion, your encounter is my opportunity for me, so I hope you can truly grow up one day. Before you really grow up, I may still be useful to you."

Nie Wushuang said: "Thank you, but why do you have to be sure that I must be your chance?"

Fu Xuesong smiled and stood up and said, "I, Fu Xuesong, have experienced countless ups and downs. Some things, and intuition cannot deceive myself. I, Fu Xuesong, is not the kind of person who pitys the weak. On the contrary, my attitude towards the weak is more to mourn the misfortune and angered him not to fight. And you, I will tell you the truth, I am optimistic about you. As for the reasons, I can only tell you that there is no reason. Okay, I have said enough today, and I will not say more about the extra words. The future path depends on you. By the way, I guess the matter in Wangdanlou is still troublesome, but don't think too much. If there is really trouble, it is not something you can solve. If you have time, think about today's things yourself."

After Nie Wushuang nodded, he watched Fu Xuesong stand up and prepare to leave. He hurriedly said, "Your sea of ​​consciousness is blocked, how to solve it?"

Fu Xuesong did not answer, but looked at Nie Wushuang with fun and said, "You are so humiliated today? I wonder when you plan to find it back?"

Nie Wushuang's thoughts flew in his chest, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Let's talk about it when I have enough strength."

Fu Xuesong said, "Yes, strength can determine everything, come on yourself." As he said that, Fu Xuesong stood up, walked slowly towards the door, and pushed the door out.

Looking at Fu Xuesong's back as he left, Nie Wushuang suddenly felt a warmth. He found that Fu Xuesong's concern for him seemed to be an emotion he had never felt before, just like his mother when she was a child, but it might not be that strong.

When Nie Wushuang was stunned, a yellow sheepskin roll suddenly flew into the door and landed on the ground in front of Nie Wushuang. When Nie Wushuang leaned over and looked, he saw a row of small words on the sheepskin roll, which read: "Magic sword technique, Demon-subduing sword technique."

Fu Xuesong's voice came from afar: "Your cultivation is not weak, but your weakest ones are martial arts and experience against the enemy. Martial arts are divided into four levels of Xuanhuang in the world, and each level is divided into three levels of upper, middle and lower. I have a scroll of Demon-Subduing Sword Technique, which is the middle level of Xuan-level. You can think about it yourself."

Nie Wushuang held the sheepskin roll with helpless look on his face. He spread the sheepskin roll in his hand on the Root Diao Tea table, slowly opened it, looking at the first sentence above: "The magic sword technique, the mysterious sword technique, the magic sword technique, the magic evil spirit is the best in the world."

Nie Wushuang exclaimed: "The best in the world? No, right? Is this my opportunity?"

Just when Nie Wushuang was surprised, suddenly a voice sounded in his mind: "The best in the world? Blow the air!"
Chapter completed!