What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

After poking it dozens of times, no part of the tongue was broken.

Huang Shaofeng howled to Tianchang.

"I'm not playing anymore!"

Why doesn't this kid always play his cards according to the routine!

Huang Shaofeng wept and turned to look at the crowd.

Fang Mu made a "please" gesture to let him continue the performance.

"Brother, I was wrong."

Huang Shaofeng said to Fang Mu that he felt that this guy was his nemesis, and he couldn't go on like this, otherwise his underwear would be stripped off. As a swordsman, he still had to save some face.

Shu Fangfei looked around Fang Mu curiously.

Her perception is sharper, and she can clearly perceive some details.

"Ah Zheng, when this green fox drew his sword just now, he had an aura similar to that when you used the mighty righteousness. Can you feel it?"

Shu Fangfei asked the young scholar in a low voice, and the young scholar showed some thought, then felt it carefully, but shook his head.

"There seems to be something on him that has a shielding effect. It may be the mask. I can't sense anything."

"However, even if there is an energy similar to that of awe-inspiring righteousness, it's normal. Daoist true energy has a similar effect, and there are other methods. Some weapons will burn the corresponding inscription patterns..."

Hearing the young scholar's answer, Shu Fangfei nodded, but there was still a hint of doubt in her eyes.

But she didn't say much, since Fang Mu wants to hide, the best choice is not to explore, this is the respect for each other.

But after experiencing the scene just now, she has her own judgment on the three of them.

Fang Mu is very good at dealing with ghosts, and he has made sufficient preparations in advance, which is obviously not on the same level as the other two.

But the other two are not bad either. Even if one is not well prepared, he can react in time, and the other has a psychological shadow, and he will work hard to overcome it.

All in all, the three of them are very good, but Fang Mu is better than the other two.

This is the evaluation made by Shu Fangfei through her own observation.

"Everyone is great, I feel that you can form a team by yourself as long as you go on a few missions with us."

"You have a ranger, a swordsman, a knight, and a shield warrior to protect the back row, and a scholar, and you can form a perfect team!"

"There is no need for more. Generally, there are five members of the ghost hunter team. If there are more, it will be a bit cumbersome, and it is not suitable for quick tasks."

……

Shu Fangfei patiently explained to the three of them. It could be seen that this girl had a good heart and was sincerely cultivating newcomers.

This is how beautiful people are!

"Okay, now I want to tell you a little experience, which can't be seen in books!"

Shu Fangfei blinked at Fang Mu, just to show him to listen carefully.

However, although Fang Mu didn't look directly at this side, he was actually watching all directions and listening to all directions, and he didn't miss a word of what Shu Fangfei and others said.

"This experience is that when you find a ghost outside, you must be careful, because there must be more ghosts lurking around!"

"Ghosts are the things that are best at camouflaging and hiding. If they don't move at all and don't leak their energy, even if they are surrounded by the scholar's awe-inspiring righteousness, it will be difficult to find them."

"You understand what I mean?"

Shu Fangfei looked at the three mischievously.

Hearing the words, Fang Mu immediately searched the surrounding dense forest, and Wang Qingyu also heard what Shu Fangfei said.

There are ghosts here!
Yang Wuying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, she immediately clenched the spear tightly, and the Nightmare Horse that sat down let out a black snort.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and a dense bush in front of it was shaking like a ghost, with its teeth and claws waving.

"Look at me!"

The nightmare horse that Yang Wuying was sitting on flew up and turned into a black afterimage.

【charge】

The spear in his hand pierced suddenly, and a black light pierced through the dense grass, and a deep pit suddenly appeared, but there was no ghost.

"Well, why is there nothing?"

Yang Wuying was taken aback for a moment, and he said a handsome attack, directly piercing the ghost to death.

But he never expected that he was actually fighting wits and courage against the air.

"Watch out for the top of your head!"

Fang Mu's voice suddenly came from behind, and Yang Wuying was startled.

He only felt a cold breath coming over his head, without the slightest hesitation, the Nightmare Horse that sat down charged forward again, and crashed directly into a thick black shadow.

【Shadow Shuttle】

Yang Wuying's body disappeared, and at the place where he was just now, a dry and old straw rope was floating there, as if it had lost its target, dangling, it didn't look unusual.

"Huh? What kind of ghost is this, I've never seen it before..."

When they saw this straw rope, Shu Fangfei and the others raised their voices to remind them.

Fang Mu searched in his mind for a while, but was also silent, because he didn't find a single word about this ghost.

"Judging from the ghost power emitted, the straw rope is only about level 55, not strong, but we must pay attention to its characteristics. The new ghost is different from others. If you don't understand its attack methods and weaknesses, it will be stronger than other ghosts of the same level. It's much more difficult..."

A young scholar named Lu Zheng reminded him.

"I'm here to test it out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man and a horse suddenly rushed out of a thick shadow of trees.

The black spear swept across suddenly, and the semicircular air light directly crossed the distance of several meters, and hit the old grass rope that was about to rot.

click-

This straw rope was like the most common rope, it fell directly from above, hit the ground without any struggle, and shattered into countless grass clippings.

"uh-huh?"

The nightmare horse that Yang Wuying was sitting on raised its hooves and stopped.

"It can't be so easy, can it? It's easier to deal with than the long-tongued ghost just now..."

He turned his head to look at the crowd, and before he finished speaking, he saw a sudden change in everyone's expressions, with their mouths open as if they were about to say something.

Yang Wuying's heart trembled, and he felt another chill hit his head, this time not from one side, but from all directions!
From the perspective of Fang Mu and others.

One after another, the old and decayed straw ropes fell from the tree like weeping willows, blocking Yang Wuying everywhere, and one of them hung directly above his head.

Before everyone's reminder was spoken, Yang Wuying, who sensed something was wrong, immediately raised the spear above his head, and then spun it rapidly like a hot wheel.

A straw rope that was about to touch his head was directly bounced off, and the straw ropes were also beaten and swayed continuously.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

I applaud Yang Wuying's witty response in my heart.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred.