Chapter 282
Different pupils are extremely rare in the world. Compared with the number of cultivators involved in cultivation, it is much less. Moreover, the owner of this different pupil is still a fellow who enters the Tao with painting.
The connection between painting and eyes is undoubtedly extremely close.
Without eyes, it would be extremely difficult to create a painting. Appreciating the paintings will be more impossible.
On the other hand, having a good pair of eyes is definitely a huge improvement in painting.
"Who are you?" Enduring the multiple severe pains, Zhao Sheng asked this question almost roaring, "I? I am your ancestor." The white clothed man with different pupils was taken aback for a moment. After that, when he spoke peacefully, looking at his appearance, he would definitely feel as if he was not cursing at all, but just stating a fact.
"..." Zhao Sheng didn't expect that his appearance was still very handsome and handsome, a white clothed man with different pupils. When he opened his mouth, it was just like this. While staying on the spot, he didn't know what he should be. Say something.
"Do you dare to scold the master!" Zhao Yaojing, who was licking his wounds before, had almost the same reaction as Zhao Sheng when he heard the words of the white clothed man, but he yelled directly. NS.
"Well, I didn't scold your master, I'm just scolding my offspring, can't you."
"You fart! You are scolding your offspring, are you scolding me? Master?!!!" Zhao Yaojing became even more angry, baring his teeth as if he was about to move towards the white clothed man and pounce at the next moment.
It's just that it ignored it. When it said so, it followed the white clothed man and scolded Zhao Sheng in, and at the same time admitted in disguise that Zhao Sheng is the offspring of the white clothed man.
"Yaojing, calm down, he is deliberately irritating you." Zhao Sheng rolled his eyes and said, moved towards Zhao Yaojing. Zhao Sheng, who had signed a contract with Zhao Yaojing, naturally knew Zhao Yaojing's true thoughts, so he wouldn't blame Zhao Yaojing for anything.
But Zhao Sheng, who has experienced many moments of life and death in this world, understands a truth than before, that is, no matter what you do, you should not mix too much personal subjective feelings, because that If you do, it will affect your own judgment.
It is obvious that the white clothed man is deliberately irritating Zhao Sheng and the others. Zhao Sheng knows this very well, so he is also working hard to keep himself awake, and can't follow the wishes of the enemy.
After calming down a bit, Zhao Sheng realized the source of the problem. That is, from the current scene, the white clothed men with different pupils who seem to take the top spot, why do they want to provoke them so much?
The best explanation is that the actual situation of the white clothed man with different pupils at this time is not so relaxed on the surface.
With his eyes narrowed, Zhao Sheng didn't say anything with words, just controlled the Spiritual Qi in the Danfu, and quickly instilled it towards the wound on his shoulder.
In order to be able to recover the bones and flesh and blood faster, Zhao Sheng even deliberately instilled in the shoulder, the part of Spiritual Qi that should have been allocated to the pain relief was also all used to restore the flesh and blood.
This is undoubtedly an extremely painful choice, and the speed is obviously not much faster than that of pain relief.
But in order to have one more chance to survive, Zhao Sheng has no choice.
"It's so boring, it won't irritate you." The white clothed man with different pupils fiddled with his hair with his hands in disappointment, and then he said with a grin at the corner of his mouth as if he had thought of something. "Couldn't you be angry if you dug some of your Adoptive Father's grave?"
Adoptive Father? Zhao Qing? Hearing words that he hadn't heard for a long time, Zhao Sheng, who was recovering from his injury with all his strength, stared directly at the white clothed man with different pupils.
"My Adoptive Father's grave?! Tell me clearly about you or him!" Zhao Sheng's emotions instantly became agitated, and he was about to move towards the white clothed man with different pupils and rushed over.
Fortunately, Zhao Yaojing, who has almost recovered from his injuries, has quick eyes and hands, and grabbed Zhao Sheng.
Just kidding, they still draw the world where they are now. Although the coercion is much weaker than before, it is still in the domain controlled by the enemy.
"Well, that's right. Your Adoptive Father, Zhao Qing." said the white clothed man with different pupils, as if he had been prepared, he reached out and took out a crystal ball from his arms.
Note Crystal? ! At this time, I took out the note crystal, is it to play the screen of Adoptive Father?
"No..." Zhao Sheng's eyes were in a trance, subconsciously he wanted to reject the picture he was about to see.
It has been a long time since I saw Zhao Sheng, who was Zhao Qingzhen, and he knew that his Adoptive Father might really be like what had been circulated in Azure Cliff City before, he died suddenly in the Qingyan forest.
But not seeing Zhao Qing's death with his own eyes, but Zhao Sheng still retains a little hope in his heart.
"hehe...can't even accept the facts?" The white clothed man's pair of different pupils flashed with some inexplicable rays of light, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
"Who are you?" Zhao Sheng roared in a low voice while supporting the ground firmly with his left hand to prevent him from falling down.
Mention Zhao Qing from the white clothed man, and took out a memorial crystal from his arms. I don’t know what the specific scene is. Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared to this and showed strong battle strength. The man has a stronger curiosity.
Who is he? Why would he know Zhao Qing? And why did you take out a note crystal?
"You don’t need to know who I am, but I need to know whether you want to look at the scene recorded in this memorial crystal. I don’t force you, but you only have the opportunity to choose this time. Don't look, I will leave now." The white clothed man placed the note crystal lightly on the ground, arms across chest lightly said.
"Gudong..." Zhao Sheng swallowed and spit, as if he was caught in a hard ideological struggle.
But even in the difficult ideological struggle, Zhao Sheng has not forgotten to do what he has been doing before. In a short while, the flesh and blood on his shoulders had recovered about 30 to 40%.
all's fair in war, Zhao Sheng is absolutely impossible because the white clothed man just said an Adoptive Father, so he relaxed his vigilance.
As long as he recovers from the injury on his shoulder, no matter what the purpose of the white clothed man is, Zhao Sheng will no longer be frightened. Strength is the root of self-confidence.
"I see." Zhao Sheng licked his lips, and finally decided to check the contents of the note crystal.
No matter what will be recorded there, Zhao Sheng will eventually give Zhao Sheng more time to recover from his injuries.
"Okay." The white clothed man nodded, instilled a trace of Spiritual Qi in his hand, and then moved towards the note crystal.
In about two breaths, a picture of surging forward with great momentum appeared in the eyes of Zhao Sheng, Feng Shuchen, Azure Dragon and Zhao Yaojing.