World of Cultivation: Section 344 Yi Zheng

344th section Yi Zheng

Mu Xi is staring at the Cultivator team in the distance. It wasn't just her, Yan Feng, who always had no one in her eyes, her face was full of suspicion.

The front of this Cultivator formation is not strict and staggered with each other, but it gives the Mu Xi canine teeth a sense of staggering, killing each other like the undercurrent surging at the bottom of the lake. The continuous battles also made her have the most direct perception of this team.

The strength of these Cultivator is not very strong, and her men are not between Pak Chung. However, several times of fierce fighting, she did not take advantage of this team.

Her gaze fell on the young man in white at the center of the team, and suddenly there was a feeling that this person might be a rival of her life.

Several fights, this young Cultivator, commanding a rigorous command, not rushing, and admired by her generals. This person must be a core disciple focused on training by a certain martial art, and the Cultivator around him can also see some clues. In order to protect him, his life was totally spared.

The glowing light in Mu Xi's eyes suddenly appeared, and he said loudly: "Under Mu Xi, say goodbye today, see you in the battlefield tomorrow, take care of you!"

Distant teams separated, young men in white came out, and smiled, "No wonder it ’s no wonder, Palace Lake Tree Clan, it really deserves its name! Lin Qian is polite!"

Mu Xi was shocked in his heart, and his face did not conceal his surprise: "Brother Lin actually knew Gong Lake Tree Clan, and the news was really broad, admired by the little girl!"

The Mu clan is one of the five major families of Devil World, and the one with the most branches. It is in Devil World, and not everyone knows her origin. Lin Qian is Cultivator, she can say her origin in a word, really powerful.

Lin Qian sees that Mu Xi is not pretending to be a little bit pretending, it is bright and generous, and it can not help showing a little appreciation in the eyes: "Farewell today, take care of the girl!"

Mu Xi smiled sweetly, Yingying saluted: "Lin brother goes all the way!"

Seeing the people disappear, Yanfeng somewhat exclaimed: "Shall we just let them escape?"

Mu Xi glanced at him: "Can we stop them?"

Yan Feng suffocated, Wu Ziqiang argued: "If we drag them on, wait for several other adults to come and form a trend of encirclement ..."

"Then we don't have to do anything else." Mu Xi interrupted him, lightly said: "Don't forget what we came for!"

Yan Feng is dumb.

"This person is afraid that he will become an enemy of adults!" The middle-aged man next to Mu Xi was dignified, somewhat worried.

Mu Xi gathered her hair and laughed, "There are so many adults in the army, which round will get me here?"

"I am too humble!" the middle-aged man also laughed, convinced that the future of Mu Xi is bright. Yan Feng pouted in disapproval, but said nothing to offend the public.

Lin Qian and his team quickly went far away. These days, they fought with this Devil Army for several times, each with casualties. Lin Qian's face is as fresh as water, calm and calm, without seeing the slightest irritability. The accompanying Cultivator is well-trained and disciplined, and no one chews the tongue.

Amidst the mountains, there are melodious bells, and a humble little temple is located here. The yellow temple wall is covered with rattan and gray cyan tiles, and many stone carved Buddha statues are placed in the temple. Just after a light rain, the air was filled with the smell of wet and sweet grass, and the residual rainwater of the tiles slipped along the eaves, like broken pearls, hitting puddles on bluestone.

The main hall of the small temple, kneeling with two Dhyana Cultivator.

"Senior Brother, I'm afraid I won't have time to visit Senior Brother again this time!" The young Dhyana Cultivator somewhat reluctantly, he is dressed in Tibetan cyan monk robes, unspoiled, handsome, with a pair of eyes, with a layer of lightly. . It looks like he is only about twenty years old, and there is a calmness in the British spirit. Sitting on your knees on the Pu group can still make people feel energetic.

The older Dhyana Cultivator smiled mildly: "You can do it yourself, you will always come back."

I don't know how many times the pale yellow monk robe has been washed on his body, it has turned white, and traces of sewing can be seen everywhere. There is no trace of spiritual power on the whole body, which is no different from ordinary people.

"Well, I have ordered the following people, the monthly regular will be sent on time!" The young Dhyana Cultivator whispered softly, "I will be back soon."

Senior Brother waved his hand and smiled calmly: "You know I don't need those foreign objects."

"That wouldn't work!" The young Dhyana Cultivator had a lumbar plate, and said positively: "Senior Brother must promise me and take good care of myself so that I can go out with confidence. Jiuqu Yindan still has a few flavors of Spirit Grass. I ’m looking for it. When the Jiuqu Yindan is refined, the cultivation of Senior Brother will be restored. Hum, then who will dare to give Senior Brother a face! "

At the end, there was a hint of fiendish energy in his eyes.

"Junior Apprentice, you've committed a slap," said the yellow robe Dhyana Cultivator lightly.

"The lesson learned from Senior Brother." The young Dhyana Cultivator quickly bowed his head to admit it.

"Don't let go of meditate."

"Yes."

Yi Zheng glanced back at the little temple behind the mountain, rising into the air, disappearing into the sky. It didn't take long to fly, and a few people came on to see the people, Yi Zheng's brow could not help but frown slightly.

The other party quickly discovered Yi Zheng, and the speed of flight slowed down immediately.

"I heard that Junior Apprentice is about to travel. Congratulations!"

Yi Zheng calmly salutes: "All Senior Brothers take care of you."

The two sides talked a few more words, and they realized that the other party didn't mean to talk more, and left each other.

The mood of Yi Zheng is not so good now, it is even worse now. These people are the disciples of Cui Martial Uncle. Martial arts are prosperous and prosperous today, and there are many disciples.

The master of Yi Zheng has never returned since traveling around. He was born in Senior Brother and has excellent Senior Brother talents. Among this generation of disciples, he has been in the top ten for a long time, and all elders in the door are extremely optimistic. Unexpectedly, in a mission, Senior Brother was seriously injured. Although his life was saved, he was cultivation and was completely gone.

Since then, their veins have faded. Senior Brother went to rest at the Shifo Temple while Yi Zheng was thirteen years old. Since then, he has been working harder. Fortunately, although Senior Brother lost cultivation, he can still point him to Cultivate. In the previous Dhyana test in the door, he won fifteen places in one fell swoop and re-entered the vision of the elders in the door to win this task.

The rules are in the door. The disciples have their own rules every month. However, this ruling is just barely enough for daily Cultivate. Other disciples are rewarded by the master, while Yi Zheng only depends on other channels, such as pointing to the disciple Cultivate below, which is his most important income resource. Shimen is quite generous to his disciples, and he is very well paid for various tasks. It was just that there were many disciples in the door and talents came out. The competition in this area was also the most fierce. In the past, he was unable to fight at all.

Until this time.

Slightly packed, he decides to go down the mountain.

The content of the task has long been familiar with his chest. On the way to flight, he secretly thought about it. The task this time was not complicated. It was a small martial art underneath, and found a very strange deep hole. The blood in the cave was surging, and the people who entered it have not yet come out. All he had to do was listen to what was going on inside the cave and return to the martial arts.

Ten consecutive days of flight, he finally rushed to the incident, Yi Lan Zong.

Ma Fan has not yet recovered, and Zuo Mo was pulled to Moshui Mingkong by Pu Yao again.

"Pu, what is Tengshi Tiannan, and what is it to you?" Zuo Mo asked. He can see that Pu Yao is very concerned about Nan Yue. With the virtue of knocking on the door, initiative teaches others Devilish Arts, which is just the sun hitting the west.

Moreover, Zuo Mo sees the meaning of Pu Yao. It seems that it is not just about teaching "South Sky Arrow Art" of Nan Yue.

"After the old man." Pu Yao lightly said.

Pu Yao's answer also confirmed the Zuo Mo's guess, and then curiously asked: "What is" Devilish Arts "in" South Sky Arrow Art "? Devilish Arts with arrows?"

"Strong Devilish Arts."

Pu Yao's answer somewhat avoids weight and light taste, but Zuo Mo pays attention to it instead. The Devilish Arts, which can be called very well in Pu Yao, must be very powerful!

Zuo Mo's gossip soul was completely hooked up by Pu Yao Liao Liao, and just about to find out, Nan Yue came.

Nan Yue salutes Zuo Mo respectfully: "Master!"

The last time she took the test, she made a splash and caused a sensation in the whole house. Her status in the government skyrocketed. Several teachers from already rushed to hope to recruit her as a student, but all of them were declined politely. She didn't learn any advanced Devilish Arts, but the adult's instructions opened a brand new window for her.

She believes that even without South Sky Arrow Art, she can still find a way.

The epiphany of Correct during this time made her respect the Zuo Mo even more. The strength of the adult is really unpredictable! In her eyes, the teachers in the house have a huge gap compared with adults.

"Hey, here it is." Zuo Mo responded pretentiously, asking casually: "What's the problem recently? If you have any questions, just ask."

Nan Yue is excited in my heart, and puts forward the problems I have touched on these days.

Because it only involves small Devilish Arts, Zuo Mo does not lazily directly throw the question to Pu Yao, but tries to answer it by itself. Zuo Mo has been mixing with Pu Yao for a long time. Under the ears of eyes, the Devilish Arts theory that I came into contact with is much deeper than Nan Yue. Thanks to this, his perspective on the problem was a little deeper. He heard Nan Yue's eyes light up for a while, and nodded constantly.

For Zuo Mo, this is also a big test. Among the questions raised by Nan Yue, there were two issues that he did not consider, and he was quite moved.

After answering some questions, Nan Yue smiled and rejoiced, but Zuo Mo was sweating and relieved.

If you don't answer any question, it will be a shame!

Also shame in front of the demon ...

On the minds of Zuo Mo, these thoughtless thoughts were flooding, and suddenly someone shouted: "Nan Yue! Nan Yue!"

Zuo Mo looked up and saw a bunch of people, oh no, a bunch of demons, waving their hands at Nan Yue, rushed over.