The Dimensional Pursuit

"I will give you one day to think about it slowly, and then I will come here again to ask your answer. I hope I can hear a satisfactory answer by then." Zhong Tu once again grabbed the bronze bottle in front of him and paused before his mouth. , Then put the wine bottle back on the table.

The ancients did not understand, but as a modern man, can he still understand? Holding metal utensils-mainly non-ferrous utensils, and pure copper utensils for wine and food, is totally joking about your life. You may not see anything in a short time, but after a long time, your body will definitely have problems. The body's own metabolism and fruits alone cannot solve the disease of heavy metal toxicity.

Especially here in ancient times where medical skills were not developed. Even with the existence of so-called inner strength, it is still not much better.

This is probably the fundamental reason why people in the Warring States Period generally lived less than 50 years old.

The lead in bronze is an invisible killer.

As for copper? Especially for pure copper, a small amount or a long time interval may be no problem, but frequent use will not be too good.

After all, the situation in the human body is very complicated.

Afterwards, Zhong Tu mingled in the Zilanxuan for a while, laughed with the girl who was waiting next to him, and left a piece of gold to leave again.

Zi Nu never appeared during the whole process, as if she had never seen him come to Zi Lan Xuan.

Wei Zhuang quietly left Zilanxuan under the supervision of the nanomachine, appeared in the observation range of the radio wave radar built by Zhongtu with a comprehensive nano protective suit as the core, hanging far behind him, Move with him.

After such a moment, Zhong Tu appeared in a deserted street in Xinzheng City with a tail named Wei Zhuang.

"Come out. Are you tired after following so long?" Zhong Tu turned around and said loudly, looking at the void behind him.

The night breeze was blowing, did not bring up the slightest sand, of course, did not bring the slightest response, as if everything he did was shown to the blind.

"Weizhuang." Zhong Tu curled his mouth and said again.

Then suddenly he turned his body and looked back in the direction he had started.

Sure enough, just in front of his sight, in the middle of the street less than ten meters away from him, the figure of Wei Zhuang holding a cold sword appeared in his eyes.

"Walking around a big circle, running from the south to the north and then jumping out, is it interesting?" Zhong Tu sneered at Wei Zhuang, who looked at the cold iceberg man with sarcasm.

This is the reason why Wei Zhuang did not respond immediately. In order to pretend to be coercive and create psychological pressure on Zhongtu, I would rather run a few more steps to another position than make a mystery like I suddenly appeared behind you.

It hurts!

But I have to admit that this method works very well for most of the indigenous people in this world. At least it will make those guys who can't find his actions feel terrified. This guy is so powerful and needs to be treated carefully, so as not to do certain dangerous things, and make Wei Zhuang's actions and goals easier to achieve .

The proper application of environmental psychology has to be admired and admired.

Wei Zhuang's expression remained the same, but in his heart, there was probably something he wanted to say.

Then he took a deep breath and asked coldly, "Do you know me?"

"Well, the famous Baimaowei Village, how could I not know it?" Zhong Tu replied in a very familiar tone as if he had seen an old friend.

It's just content and narratives, it's very awkward. No, after hearing his words, Wei Zhuang's eyes changed directly, and his whole body exuded an icy atmosphere like ice hell.

The terrible killing intent was released and enveloped Zhong Tu.

"It seems you want to die."

"Death? No, I don't want to die. I haven't seen enough of this great colorful world." Zhong Tu raised his eyebrows, looking completely unaffected by the killing intent, and continued to laugh.

That nasty look, a bit like Han Fei when he died.

"Then answer my question, who are you." Wei Zhuang asked coldly and coldly.

"Your attitude is not the attitude of asking questions. But forget it, who told me to be in a good mood today? Let me tell you compassionately. I am Zhong Tu, a man who is about to change Korea and the whole world." Zhong Tu Muyan glanced at Wei Zhuang with pity, shook his head, and said like alms.

It was like adding fuel to the fire, and Wei Zhuang, who had been a little bit fierce by his repeated teasing, was even more impatient. He didn't hesitate anymore and directly attacked with a sword.

"It seems you need to learn how to speak."

The next moment, Wei Zhuang's figure rushed in front of Zhong Tu, and the shark tooth sword made of unknown material slashed towards Zhong Tu.

Zhong Tu was unmoved, and even smiled leisurely, saying "Really?"

"boom!"

Then, a transparent energy spot emerged, blocking Wei Zhuang's tentative blow.

Wei Zhuang's eyebrows moved slightly, without hesitation, he changed his move again to attack Zhong Tu.

The picture of the clock is as old, standing in place like a rock, with only one side of energy spots emerging, like colored lights, constantly resisting Wei Zhuang. The force is getting stronger, faster and faster, and denser. , Continuous strikes with increasing precision.

"Boom boom boom..."

Continuous clashing sounds continued to sound, like a muffled drum rang over the street.

"Have you played enough? If you have enough, then it's time for me to change." After another moment, the clock diagram with no change in his expression converged, his eyes widened, and the powerful impact energy suddenly fell on Wei Zhuang , And flew him out.

"boom!"

Wei Zhuang flew upside down and flew straight over a distance of seven or eight meters. Only then did he hurriedly twist his body, eliminate inertia and external force, and land steadily.

A little bit of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, indicating that his condition was not as good as he showed.

"It seems that you can't teach me how to speak." Zhong Tu's whole body flickered, turning from fullness to extinguishment, and said quietly while looking at the solemn Wei Zhuang from a distance.

"That's not necessarily true." Wei Zhuang raised his hand to touch the blood on the corner of his mouth, not believing in evil, and attacked Zhong Tu again.

As usual, the clock picture greeted the violent storm brought by Wei Zhuang like a rock.

"It's useless. In this world, except for the East Emperor Taiyi of the Yin Yang family and a certain weapon, no one is likely to break my defenses. Give up." Zhong Tu stood still and watched suddenly in front of him. Wei Zhuang declared that he flew from left to right, before and after, and then issued a powerful blow.

"Now, you still have one minute, oh, almost a cup of tea time. If you don't give up this indifferent behavior, then I can only give you up and completely exclude you from my plan."

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang's expression moved, and after a few more shots, he decisively retreated from Zhong Tu and returned to where he stood at the beginning.