I Made the World Mutate Chapter 67: Kneel down and call Dad

　　 Everyone was stunned.

　　 Xiao Mu has a deeper understanding of Confucianism.

　　 This Confucian thing is also too strange. What is completely different from Taoism, Buddhism, and Martial Arts is that for Confucianism, after meeting each other, there is no need to fight at all. High is enough.

　　The senior official crushes people to death, and the senior official will be powerful, and the junior official will kneel and kowtow.

　　 In addition to "Tang Ji", there is also "Position", I am afraid it is the same.

　　 After the two met, there was nothing else to compare, only to see whose level was higher.

　　 Kneeling and kowtow when I saw the 7th-Rank, and knelt down when I saw the 5th-Rank.

　　 Seeing the emperor, everyone knelt down and kowtow.

　　 This is "Tang Ji", this is "Position".

　　 "Go ahead!"

　　After hitting the man in the martial arts uniform with a folding fan for more than a dozen times, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man in the martial arts uniform on the buttocks, kicking the man in the martial arts uniform to the ground.

　　 yelled, "I will spare you this time, next time I see my dad, I will automatically retreat!"

　　The man in the martial arts suit dared not say a word, his blush was like a purple eggplant, and he got up and left immediately.

　　 shameful!

　　He couldn't stay in this place for a moment.

　　 "Haha!"

　　 The folding fan boy turned his head, but replaced the position of the man in the martial arts suit. "Being a stumbling block is quite interesting. The gain is probably higher than killing ghosts."

　　 "Now, it's my turn to block the way."

　　 "Everyone, either hand over a gram of energy crystal, or look back now."

　　 "If you are confident that you can defeat me, you can also choose to do it with me. The ugly thing is in front. It is risky to fight with me. You have seen the situation just now..."

　　 "R!"

　　 A middle-aged man in his forties turned around and left.

　　 This Confucian feather is so evil, he doesn't know how to fight the opponent.

　　 really rushed up to fight against the young man. In case, like the man in the martial arts suit just now, he would kneel down and call a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy father after losing. I am afraid he would even have suicidal heart.

　　 In the blink of an eye, several people left.

　　 These people didn't have the confidence to fight with the Folding Fan Boy, and they were unwilling to hand in the energy crystals, and finally chose to leave.

　　The evil spirit hasn't seen it yet, who knows what level of evil spirit it is, how many energy crystals can you get even if you kill it?

　　 asked them to hand in a gram of energy crystal to get in, they would rather not get in.

　　 "I pay it."

　　Only a young man in his early twenties chose to turn in the energy crystal.

　　 one gram of energy crystal was handed out, and after the folding fan boy accepted it, he coquettishly clicked the young man with the folding fan, and said: "Go in."

　　 said to get out of the way.

　　 was a little bit by the folding fan boy, the young man shuddered on the spot, thinking that the folding fan boy would do something like "Father for Son" to himself.

　　 Fortunately, Folding Fan Boy did not do that.

　　 The young man walked in tremblingly from the folding fan boy.

　　 At this time, only Xiao Mu is left among the rest.

　　 "Hehe!"

　　The folding fan boy stared at Xiao Mu, with a somewhat unhealthy expression on his face. With a wave of the folding fan, he stared at Xiao Mu, "Friend, do you make energy crystals? Or choose to do it?"

　　 "I don't have energy crystals on my body."

　　 Xiao Mu's expression is faint.

　　 "So, my friend, are you planning to do it with me?"

　　 The smug color flashed from the face of the folding fan boy, he took a serious look at Xiao Mu, and the folding fan waved coquettishly, "You are probably at least a dozen years older than me. If you kneel down and call my dad, tsk tsk ......"

　　 said that the folding fan boy shook his head, looking sorry for Xiao Mu.

　　"Why not try?"

　　 Xiao Mu stepped forward.

　　"Find your own dead end!"

　　 Folding Fan Shaoyou glanced at Xiao Mu contemptuously, a breath of father surging from him.

　　The father is the son!

　　He still uses the same style as before.

　　 There are three styles in "San Gang Shu", namely, the ruler is the official ruler, the father is the son ruler, and the husband is the wife's ruler.

After 　　 was put on display, the comparison is the level of realm.

　　The first type of ruler is the minister. Once it is displayed, whoever has a high state is the king, and whoever has a low state is a courtier.

　　 The king called the minister to die, and the minister’s undeath meant infidelity.

　　Under this rule, people with high levels must kill people with low levels, and people with low levels can only be killed obediently.

　　 The second type of father is the son. Once it is displayed, the father is the one with the highest level, and the son is the one with the lower level.

　　 It's only right for Dad to beat his son!

　　 Although the father cannot kill his son compared with the first style, the feeling of insult is definitely not comparable to the first style.

　　The first type is just that you cannot fight back when you are killed.

　　 In the second style, he has to kneel down and call his father. Dad can hit whatever he wants. The son cannot fight back.

　　 The most powerful is the third type.

　　A husband is a wife!

　　 Even if the realm is the same, once it is displayed, the person who displays this style is the husband of the person who is displayed.

　　 I am your husband, you have to listen to me.

　　 is equivalent to Buddhism's crossing transformation, but the effect is a hundred times more powerful than Buddhism's crossing transformation.

　　 Buddhism can only be transformed into an existence whose strength is not as good as one's own.

　　The Confucian husband is the wife, but he can subdue the existence of the same strength as himself.

　　 means invincible in the same realm.

　　 Unfortunately, this style is also the most difficult to practice, at least the Folding Fan Boy did not practice successfully.

As soon as 　　 performed this style for the son Tsun, the folding fan boy exudes a strange aura, and Tsunji's power is enveloped between him and Xiao Mu.

　　 In the blink of an eye, the strength of the two was determined.

　　 Xiao Mu's strength is in the psychic realm, which is the third realm of Taoism.

　　The realm of the folding fan boy is in the second realm of Confucianism-Xiucai.

　　 Xiao Mu's realm is higher than that of a teenager.

　　 So... the aura changed on the spot.

　　The young man's face changed, he suddenly realized something, and stared at Xiao Mu in disbelief.

　　 The next moment, his body suddenly exudes the breath of a son~ IndoMTL.com~ Father is a son, the fan boy is not as good as Xiao Mu, so he can only be a son.

　　 "Niezhang, I will be my father when I see you!"

　　 Xiao Mu learns the way a boy with a folding fan treats a man in a martial arts suit.

　　 "Pump!"

　　 Although the expression on the face of the folding fan boy was extremely unwilling, extremely ashamed, and extremely wanting to die, his body was completely uncontrolled like the previous martial arts man, his knees softened and he knelt directly in front of Xiao Mu Up.

　　 "Dad!"

　　 called two words uncontrollably.

　　 "Haha!"

　　 Xiao Mu laughed, staring at the boy with a folding fan, and touched the boy's head like the boy in the martial arts suit just now, "Calling Dad!"

　　Folding fan boy involuntarily, "Dad!"

　　 "Haha!"

　　 Xiao Mu laughed again, this Confucian technique is simply too XX, teasing: "Dad is going to spank you, **** up."

　　 The folding fan boy was extremely ashamed, but his body twisted completely uncontrollably like the man in the martial arts suit before, followed by his hips.

　　 "Flap! Pop! Pop!"

　　 Xiao Mu swung the mahogany sword, struck the folding fan boy’s buttocks several times, and then kicked the opponent with another kick.

　　 "Since you call me Dad, Dad will be merciful. Don't beat you too hard, get out!"

　　The boy with folding fan got up from the ground and fled in embarrassment.

　　 "Haha!"

　　 Xiao Mu laughed.

　　 Confucian things are indeed too evil, but there are good and bad. When the realm is higher than the enemy, the enemy will be killed completely, and when the realm is not as good as the enemy, the enemy will be completely killed.

　　 This is a double-edged sword!

　　 shook his head, and walked to 123.