'I'm sorry, I was distracted just now.
Distracted my ass! '
Yu Ge felt that his worldview had been refreshed.
The young man in front of him was not affected by his Fix Curse? That was a Penglai Immortal Spell. Why was he not affected?
Even an S-class superhuman would be controlled by it for at least thirty seconds.
But the young man in front of him was not affected at all!
The pain from Little Hu's bite on his finger did not seem so obvious anymore.
Yu Ge's eyes widened as he stared at Bu Fang. His ethereal appearance seemed to have faded a lot.
Little Hu loosened his bite, then turned his head and stuck out his tongue in disgust. Bu Fang rubbed Little Hu's head and looked indifferently at the man in front of him.
A Qi cultivator from Penglai?
Bu Fang was really distracted and in a daze just now.
When he returned to Earth this time, not only had spiritual energy recovered, but many strange things had also happened.
These things made him a little suspicious and puzzled.
The recovery of spiritual energy and the birth of superhumans were a little strange.
But … what about those Qi cultivators?
Qi cultivators were different from superhumans. In ancient times, Qi cultivators should be related to the legendary Immortals.
There were many stories about Immortals in Hua, including the Buddha of the West, the celestial court of immortals, and demons …
Bu Fang wanted to find the sleeping Artifact Spirits of the God of Cooking Sets. He had an intuition that the sleeping place of the Artifact Spirits must have something to do with these Immortals.
Therefore, the look in his eyes when he looked at Yu Ge became even gentler.
The rain was still pitter-patter.
Holding the oil-paper umbrella, Yu Ge took a few steps back. With every step he took, the water filled with spiritual energy splashed.
The rain kept dripping down the edge of the umbrella, forming a hazy curtain of beads that blurred his vision.
"Who the hell are you?"
Yu Ge narrowed his eyes. The Fix Curse did not work on Bu Fang, which made him a little confused.
His original plan had been completely disrupted.
No wonder he could tame the nine-tailed fox. This young man must have a big secret.
Could he be a Qi cultivator from another sect?
"Well, I have a question for you …"
Bu Fang thought for a while and asked.
Yu Ge had already become very vigilant, so he did not dare to let Bu Fang get close.
Bu Fang stepped forward.
Yu Ge's eyes lit up.
With a thought, he mumbled something and waved his hand in the direction of Bu Fang.
Puchi!
A white stripe shot out from his finger and smashed toward Bu Fang's body.
Bu Fang did not dodge. Instead, he raised his hand and casually tore apart the white silk.
Yu Ge, "…"
He was a Qi cultivator … In the Esper world, he was equivalent to an S-class Esper.
But in front of this young man, he felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
How many years had it been since he last felt this way?
After cultivating in the Penglai Immortal Island for a long time, he thought he had made some progress in his cultivation. However, as soon as he came out, he ran into a tough opponent.
"Don't mess around … I'm just asking you a question."
Bu Fang frowned slightly.
This Yu Ge's method was much more brilliant than those Espers and Beastmasters.
What shot out just now was an energy stripe. It contained rich spiritual energy, which could be compressed into a solid form and turned into an attack.
Perhaps this was the so-called Immortal Method.
Bu Fang took a step forward.
He was still holding Little Hu in his arms.
Yu Ge was like a frightened bird.
He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and quickly retreated. He had already thrown the oil-paper umbrella to the side.
His long robe was still fluttering under the soaking of the rain.
Buzz …
He pinched his fingers together, and a warm sword light suddenly appeared, lingering around his body and whistling.
"Penglai Sword Finger …"
Yu Ge's eyes were very serious as if he was facing the greatest enemy of his life.
He had to bring the nine-tailed fox back, so a collision with Bu Fang was inevitable.
Yu Ge despised this kind of existence who liked to pretend to be weak to eat the strong!
Swoosh!
A sword light pierced through the air and shot toward Bu Fang.
Its speed was so fast that it almost surpassed the speed of sound.
However, when it was one inch away from Bu Fang, Bu Fang caught it between his fingers.
He exerted a little force, and the sword light broke with a cracking sound.
A fine iron sword, broken into two pieces, fell to the ground.
The atmosphere was a little stagnant at this moment.
Yu Ge stared blankly at Bu Fang, his eyes wide.
The Penglai Sword Finger was a real Immortal Method, and yet it was broken so easily?
This man must be a brilliant Qi cultivator!
Yu Ge was terrified. He slapped his waist with his hand.
Immediately, a purple gourd flew out, hovering in midair and spinning.
Then, with a thought, the mouth of the gourd opened, and countless streams of sword energy poured out of it.
Thousands of streams of sword energy poured down and enveloped Bu Fang in an instant.
The abnormality that had occurred here had already caused many people to be terrified.
What did they see?
That flying sword energy … was it a special effect?
This was a fight between Immortals!
People rushed to the scene and frantically took out their phones to take pictures.
Yu Ge had no time to care about that now.
The sword energy kept falling, slashing the soil on the ground and sending it flying.
It was his Sword Gourd, a magical treasure used to subdue demons and devils.
He was forced to use it by Bu Fang.
If he couldn't suppress Bu Fang today and bring the nine-tailed fox back, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Looking at the countless streams of sword energy, Yu Ge's eyes shone brightly.
He believed that Bu Fang would never be able to resist them!
Suddenly …
Yu Ge froze.
He found that the rich sword energy was disappearing.
It was as if it was swallowed by a whale.
A silhouette appeared.
In Bu Fang's arms, Little Hu opened her mouth wide and kept gasping.
The last wisp of sword energy also went into her mouth.
Burp!
Little Hu burped, then contentedly found a place in Bu Fang's arms and lay down.
The corner of Yu Ge's mouth twitched.
How could the sword energy from the Sword Gourd be eaten?
And what was going on with Bu Fang, who was unscathed?
Bu Fang's face was indifferent. He had just wanted to ask a question, but now it seemed that he had to use force.
The Sword Gourd, hovering in midair, spun.
Bu Fang flicked his finger and flicked it in the air.
The air exploded as if it had turned into a bullet and shot out.
With a thud, it smashed into the Sword Gourd, which instantly broke into pieces.
'Dammit …'
Yu Ge was dumbfounded.
He looked at Bu Fang, who was holding the fox and had a mantis shrimp on his shoulder.
Without hesitation, he turned to flee.
After running into a wall several times in a row, he had clearly recognized the gap between him and Bu Fang.
This inconspicuous young man was … a God!
He wanted to flee and go back to the Immortal Island of Penglai.
However, as soon as he turned around, a terrible pressure fell on him.
Plop!
He somersaulted and fell to the ground.
'The terrible will that filled the air … Is that … a f * cking divine sense?!'
Bu Fang walked up to Yu Ge. Facing this Qi cultivator with a strong desire to live, Bu Fang chose to deal with him in a simple and violent way.
Bam!
Yu Ge's eyes were filled with horror. He opened his mouth to say something, but Bu Fang knocked him out.
'I'll ask him questions when he wakes up.'
The farce was over.
The surrounding people's faces were flushed with excitement.
Looking at Bu Fang's back as he left, they raised their phones, ready to upload the pictures to the Internet.
However …
They were shocked to find that the pictures they had taken on their phones had become empty.
…
Yu Ge woke up and felt something licking his face.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a simple rented house.
'Where am I?
What am I doing?
What happened? '
After being asked three questions in a daze, Yu Ge finally remembered that he was now a prisoner of some people.
Gurgle, gurgle.
The air was filled with a strong fragrance.
Yu Ge found that his stomach was growling when he smelled the smell.
How was this possible? As a Qi cultivator, he had long been accustomed to fasting.
How many years had he been fasting?
But now, he felt hungry.
'But it smells so good …'
Yu Ge's face was full of hesitation. He turned his head and found that Little Hu was licking his face.
The nine-tailed fox was a supreme-grade spirit beast, and his master had asked him to bring it back. Now, it seemed that he might fail.
"You're awake?"
In the distance, Bu Fang glanced at Yu Ge, who had just woken up.
With a shake of his hand, he flipped the dish out of the pot.
The dish emitted a resplendent luster, overflowing with colorful lights, and a dense aura pervaded the air …
It was cooked by Bu Fang with the ingredients in the system's storage space.
Although his divine sense was suppressed and could not enter the farmland, he could still take out the things in the system's storage space.
It was a simple bowl of Dragon Blood Egg Fried Rice.
A fragrant aroma filled the air, making people unable to control themselves.
Bu Fang filled a small bowl and put it on the table. "Since you're awake, come and eat. When you're full, I have questions for you.
Don't struggle. You can't even beat my mantis shrimp … You're too weak. "
Yu Ge: "…"
'Don't look down on me like that.'
He was a Qi cultivator from the Immortal Island of Penglai, and his strength was very strong.
Even if he was not as strong as the immortals in ancient myths, he was not much weaker.
However, under Bu Fang's gaze, Yu Ge got up.
His legs were still a little weak.
He crawled to the table and took a deep breath. The aroma filled the air.
"It smells so good …"
Gulp.
Yu Ge swallowed.
He looked at the simple Egg Fried Rice in the small bowl.
The blood-colored rice and the golden eggs shone brilliantly, looking very beautiful.
At some point, Little Hu had rushed to the table and was enjoying the Dragon Blood Egg Fried Rice.
As for Xiaopi, he was lying on Bu Fang's shoulder and blowing bubbles.
Yu Ge couldn't wait to grab a spoon and scoop up a spoonful of Egg Fried Rice. With a slurp, the Egg Fried Rice entered his mouth.
The aroma that burst out in an instant and the delicious taste that made his tongue almost knot made him sink in an instant.
Slurp, slurp …
There was only rice left in his eyes.
He had never eaten such a delicious meal before. It was a feeling that moved him from the depths of his soul.
One spoonful after another … and another.
Yu Ge's eyes narrowed. 'That small bowl only contains three spoonfuls of Egg Fried Rice?!'
'He did it on purpose, didn't he? He must have done it on purpose … He's so evil! '
Bu Fang ate unhurriedly, not paying much attention to Yu Ge's reaction and the resentful look in his eyes.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content.
Yu Ge leaned back in his chair and looked at Bu Fang bitterly.
"I didn't expect that one day I, Yu Ge, would be conquered by a bowl of Egg Fried Rice … But can you give me a few more spoonfuls?"
Bu Fang glanced at Yu Ge.
"Then answer my question …"
Yu Ge flipped his hair and looked at Bu Fang. "Ask away … For the sake of the Egg Fried Rice."
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
"What's going on with the recovery of Earth's spiritual energy?"
Bu Fang said lightly.
As soon as he said that, Yu Ge, who had been content, suddenly froze.
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