(On the weekend, Sanjiang plus a change, ask for collection recommendations!)
） ＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝ At the beginning of the competition in the fishy and low-level world, Gu Ya's young man's temperament was relished, but Feng Zikang only glanced at it a few times, and he only knew a little about the way of the soldiers' competition, although the cultivation level of these people was higher than his own, but the tactics were inferior and there was nothing to look at.
Only wait for Huo Zhongguang and Liang Si'an to fight, this is worth paying attention to.
At this time, Meng Qinglu came over to set it up.
"Senior Brother Feng, in the future, I will live in Longhu Mountain, and I will ask my junior brother for more benefits."
He had returned to normal at this time, still a humble gentleman as gentle as jade, and his voice was sincere, even though Feng Zikang was younger than him, he was still very respectful.
He didn't care about the competition in the world, but paid more attention to Feng Zikang.
"Well, I don't know Senior Brother Meng, which elder of Sunset Peak is worshipping in?"
The fourth layer of Qi Drainage, of course, may not necessarily be included as a descendant disciple, but Meng Qinglu's identity is special, in order to give face to Bailu Academy, he will find an elder to accept him as an apprentice no matter what.
Just who to look for, this can see how much the soldiers of Longhu Mountain attach importance to him.
"No ...... has yet been assigned" Meng Qinglu naturally didn't show it on the surface, but he was inevitably a little depressed in his heart.
According to his meaning, he wanted to worship under the head of Yuan Buhuan, so in today's big competition, he deliberately expressed that he wanted to leave a good and low for the future master.
But he didn't expect that when he was about to impress the audience, he was turned over by a child, and all his hard work was in vain, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart.
"Senior brother, don't worry, you are extremely talented, no matter which elder you worship, you will naturally have something to do!"
This is true, but different teachers have different resources, and the time spent on the road of cultivating is very different, and if you worship under an elder who has fallen into idle and scattered cultivation and is low, it will really be no different from an inner disciple who does not worship a teacher.
"What the junior brother said is very ......"
Meng Qinglu smiled helplessly, and it was not easy to refute.
Feng Zikang laughed secretly in his heart, deliberately rambling with him, and in his words, he also specially named Luo Lianxin's name, saying that she was talented and cultivated, and she should be able to talk to Senior Brother Meng.
"You said that she has reached the level of thirty in her military skills?
Have you already received the task of building a foundation?
Fifteen years old?
” Meng Qing Lu Su is conceited, and the senior brothers of Bailu Academy are not as good as him in their cultivation progress, and they are also full of confidence when they arrive at Longhu Mountain, seeing that the senior brothers of Sunset Peak have been cultivating for decades one by one, only Liang Si'an has a foundation, and he naturally has a little contempt in his heart.
Who knew that Feng Zikang's words would be a blow to him.
A fifteen-year-old woman is already about to build a foundation, and her own mental method has been practiced to a height of thirty fold......
This, what kind of monster is this?
Feng Zikang saw his stunned appearance, and his heart was even more proud.
Meng Qinglu is deeply aware of the Confucian method of cultivating qi, joy and anger are invisible, self-denial and revenge, all kinds of desires are hidden deep in the heart, and strive to restrain them, this kind of person's heart demons are the most difficult to induce.
But in any case, he is still a young man of twenty years old, and the city government is not deep, and his competitive spirit is naturally not lost.
In particular, Confucianism is the most contemptuous of women, the so-called "only villains and women are difficult to raise", Meng Qinglu grew up in Bailu Academy since he was a child, and heard that a woman was far away in practice, and it was when her spirit was frustrated, and she was at a loss for a while.
Plant a seed of demons, and one day, it will take root and sprout.
"Senior Brother Meng, the competition between Senior Brother Liang and Senior Brother Huo will start in a while, let's take a closer look, it will definitely help."
"Yes, yes."
Meng Qinglu lost his soul and lost his demeanor just now, and it took him a long time to slowly calm down. ※※※ The first seven groups of competitions have ended, and the next thing is Huo Zhongguang's challenge to Liang Si'an.
Huo Zhongguang's face was pale, the green tendons on the back of his hand were exposed, and he held the handle of the knife tightly, but his eyes were a little scattered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Liang Si'an's face was expressionless, he lost face in the battle formation of the art of war, and he naturally had to find a way to get it back.
He wasn't worried that Huo Zhongguang would be better than himself, but he still had to be cautious, so as not to suffer any damage and cause others to be ready to move.
So although he hated Huo Zhongguang for letting go of the ghost general, he still planned to settle accounts with him slowly when the time came, and he was not in a hurry.
If he knew that the ghost and god would have been killed by Feng Zikang and Luo Lianxin, and the soul fire Yuan Xin would have returned to Luo Lianxin, he was afraid that the internal fire would have to rise.
"Into the realm!"
Yuan Buhuan waved his hands, and the two of them shouted at the same time, and they rose up, and were sucked into the fishy world by a huge whirlpool.
The figures of the two of them spread, and the magic soldiers in their hands turned into a cloud of green qi and a cold light, and their respective imperial objects stood in the air, far away in front of the mountain peak.
Feng Zikang had been waiting for this moment, he pretended to pat his head inadvertently, and a phantom image turned out, and then disappeared.
An incarnation that is formless, without a trace, and that no one can discover!
He himself was still standing on the top of the sunset peak, chatting with the happy Gu Ya beside him, but the incarnation went straight into the whirlpool that Yuan Buhuan had provoked, and rushed into the fishy and low realm!
"Senior Brother Huo, we haven't fought for decades!
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Today's discussion, or to the point, don't hurt the harmony of the same door!
” Huo Zhongguang didn't speak, he was still a little afraid of this senior brother, and he didn't know how to be confused that day, and he said the challenge for a while.
But he is also a single, since he gambled on this shop, naturally he didn't think about backing down, although he was not confident, he still tried his best to win.
Now his hole card is the fifth "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", of course, in his cognition, it is the Confucian "Morning News Dao can die at night" supernatural power; Also, it is a full twenty-fold "Mixed Yuan Invincible Slash".
Launching the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, increasing the strength by two times, and then concentrating the essence and spirit of the whole body in one sword, will definitely be able to hurt Liang Si'an, the senior brother in the early stage of foundation building!
"It's useless to talk too much!
Look at the knives!
” Over the years, grievances and grievances may have ended in this battle!
At this time, Huo Zhongguang was ethereal, and he didn't think about the result after the First World War, but suddenly entered an ethereal realm.
Huo Zhongguang shouted, and the primordial spirit of the sawtooth long knife reunited into a cold ball in his hands, and slashed at Liang Si'an's head!
"If the knife comes out, you won't return!
Senior Brother Huo is fishy!
” Liang Si'an laughed dryly, wanting to imitate his master's arrogant and dry style, he waved his hands continuously, and a cyan long knife Yuan Shen condensed and formed in his hand, a cold light appeared in the blade, the tip of the knife was slightly curled, and he slashed at his hand, and a half-moon-shaped arc appeared, facing Huo Zhongguang's fierce knife.
This is the Qinglong Glaive Sword of the Martial Saint of the past!