Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 619 Tang Daer and Mo Yuanwu

Jiuli Sacred Knife, one of the ten ancient magic soldiers.

Luo Feng's concept of the ten ancient gods was extremely vague, but he knew very well that the knife in his body was very stubborn.

Obviously he was already in his own body, but he just refused to recognize the Lord.

It has been a week since Luo Feng returned from Huashan, but the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his body did not move at all. No matter what Luo Feng coaxed every day, using both soft and hard and exhausted methods, the knife seemed to treat him as air, completely silent.

The holy sword recognizes the master, it seems to be far away.

"How could this be?" Luo Feng sat cross-legged by the cliff, beneath him was the raging Three Gorges waves, his brows frowned tightly, "Holy Sword recognizes the Lord, what are the prerequisites?"

Luo Feng's figure jumped up, and in an instant he also picked up the long knife that was placed aside, and used the [Canghai Jue] in a slurred manner.

"There will be times when the wind and the waves break, and the sails will be hung up to the sea."

Boom boom boom!

The cliffs, pointed by the sword, burst out loud noises.

In the past seven days, Luo Feng has cultivated [Canghai Jue] to the point of perfection.

He tried to make the Jiuli Sacred Sword recognize the master with his insight into the sword technique, however, this did not seem to have much effect.

Woo!

Luo Feng's figure returned to the cliff's cave, his brows frowned tightly, motionless.

"Haste is not enough. Sometimes, you are too stubborn to do one thing, and it is often difficult to do." Nine idiots floated out of the cave, and while talking, there was a drunken hiccup, "You Do you know why I am called Jiu Mo? Jiu Mo, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic, Alcoholic. Haha..."

Damn, this old drunkard.

Luo Feng glanced into the cave, curled his mouth ill-tempered, and then muttered to himself, "I don't know, Da Er, what's going on now."

………

………

Canmo organization, its headquarters, is located in a remote place in the northwest.

The mountains are high, the water is deep, and there are many obstacles.

"Fuck!" If Luo Feng was here, he would be able to hear this familiar voice ten miles away.

Big ears, under the big tree, are also struggling.

"What's the best player in the world, don't you still teach me horse stance? This is really pitted." Tang Dal spitted his horse stance while chattering, spitting wildly. I have a Tathagata palm, saying that I have wonderful bones and a martial arts wizard."

Not far in front of Tang Dal's eyes, dressed in white, sitting cross-legged.

After a while, Bai Yi jumped up, turned his head, and looked at Tang Da'er.

White-clothed, black-haired, handsome and elegant, with a folding fan in his hand, he stepped up like a scholar who had no power to hold a chicken. He squinted at Tang Da'er, "Do you think this is boring?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Tang Dal rolled his eyes and looked up and down the scholar in white, his eyes filled with contempt, "He doesn't even know how to make up, and he claims to be the best in the world. Let's be honest. , My family has no money. You fool me like this. It's meaningless. Let me go and let me get out of here."

The scholar in white shook his head.

"Your sister, aren't you engaged in pyramid schemes, don't let people go?" Tang Dal gritted his teeth and glared at the scholar in white.

"It's very easy to go." The scholar in white robes pointed to a place shrouded in miasma on his side, "Cross this Yin and Yang Dao, and you can go to the master."

"Yin-Yang Dao?" Tang Dal looked over, eager to try, "How to break through?"

"The ninety-nine levels of Yin and Yang Dao, each level has at least one strong person sitting. If you can defeat them all the way, you are qualified to claim to the outside world that you are my disciple of Mo Yuanwu." The scholar in white was proud.

Mo Yuanwu, the world's No. 1 demon, was actually a student.

No wonder Tang Dal suspected that he was engaged in MLM.

"Tell me, how to pass the ninety-nine level." Tang Dal's face was speechless. "Maybe when I passed through the level, they all gathered together and beat me in groups. I fisted with so many hands. ."

Mo Yuanwu's mouth couldn't help but twitched.

He has been in the martial arts world for many years, and it can be said that he is famous, but the disciple who is receiving in front of him does not seem to put himself, the world's number one demon, in his eyes. However, this is the sacred body of the ancient savage king, and he is the best one to inherit his mantle after years of hard work.

"They are guarding each other, how can they gather together." Mo Yuanwu took a deep breath, and was about to be tossed to death by the big nerves of the big ear classmate.

"It's hard to tell." Tang Dal said sternly, "Maybe, they are idle and bored, getting together to fry the golden flower."

Mo Yuanwu, "..."

If this is not the sacred body of the ancient barbarian king, you promise to crush him with a slap, and then the world will return to normal order.

Tang Da'er was a little eager to try. For a while, he couldn't help but turn around and asked Mo Yuanwu, "Hey, first master, if that old Demon Suyin is allowed to pass through the level, how many levels can he pass?"

How did Mo Yuanwu always feel that Tang Dal's name was somewhat mocking.

"Su Yin?" Mo Yuanwu's mouth curled slightly, showing disdain, "He couldn't even get through the first level."

Tang Dal just walked to the front of the miasma, and turned back directly, "Damn, I'll continue to sprint."

Tang Dal started his mode of thinking about Mo Yuanwu while struggling.

"The first master, the first fart, didn't even teach me some decent tricks. It must be MLM. The current MLM group has expanded its business to the martial arts world. Fuck, it's amazing."

Mo Yuanwu finally couldn't listen anymore, stood up and turned around and walked inside.

Tang Dal glanced at the direction where Mo Yuanwu had left, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "It turns out that the so-called number one master is actually engaged in pyramid schemes."

thump.

Mo Yuanwu, who had never been tripped by a stone in his entire life, almost fell into a shit.

However, that idea gradually took root in Tang Dal's mind.

Mo Yuanwu's figure disappeared completely. Tang Dal was still struggling. Although he said that Mo Yuanwu was engaged in MLM, Tang Dal wanted to learn kung fu earlier, cross the yin and yang road, and go back with himself. Meet relatives and brothers.

"Yin Yang Road, I must break through."

Tang Dal's eyes were wiped with firmness.

time flies.

In an instant, a month passed.

After the Huashan Heroes Meeting, the martial arts world seemed to be quiet all at once.

After the three maddening evil sects were hit, they lurked in secret again, and no matter how great the miracle, with the passage of time, gradually faded out of people’s words. month.

In the martial arts world, very few people would mention the name'Luo Feng' again.

Occasionally, when I think of it, I just sighed, and then shook his head, leaving the name behind.